"Life is always in trouble. ”

"I'm still not used to it. ”

"It is said that money is a bastard. ”

"It's so good-looking. ”

The singing continued, and the number of onlookers increased, and this anomalous phenomenon finally attracted the management.

This caused them trouble and made them criticized by the leadership.

The person who causes them trouble, they also have to go and bring some trouble to this person.

It's all mutual, isn't it.

Therefore, these three managers did not shout for everyone to disperse as before, but went on a violent rampage and rushed to the innermost level.

Many of the people who were squeezed aside by the management all frowned, this is too barbaric, is there any quality.

It's all hurting.

When I saw the sleeve again, the red sleeve with management written on it, it was so eye-catching, and it also aroused everyone's resentment.

If you are not angry, you will be uneasy.

Then, what made them even angrier, just as the song repeated, "I don't want to live like this," a shrill iron whistle sounded.

This is not a whistle, it is not the sound of heckling and cheering, this is the kind of sound that the referee only has on the road, in the game situation.

Then, the song that had caused countless people to indulge in it came to an abrupt end, accompanied by the irritating whistle.

Yan Xu didn't expect trouble to come so soon.

And he was in such a hurry that he sang the second song, and he was only halfway through the second song.

Even if he is destined to go, but don't even give him time for the remaining half of the song?

At least let him finish this whole song.

But now the whistle says it all.

He was depressed.

It's hard to sing a song, and it's not calm.

There is no explicit ban on singing here, but it may be that he has attracted more people by singing, and the management is also for safety reasons.

Yan Xu silently packed up the speakers and did not speak, he had experienced this kind of drive countless times.

So it's the wry smile of habit.

When you see this situation, you also know that singing is yellow.

But for the time being, they still haven't left, they want to continue listening to the next song, I don't know where he's going, there is still time, so let's go with it.

It was also because Yan Xu didn't nod his head like everyone else in the past, handing over cigarettes or something, which made the person who took the lead feel unhappy.

At this time, it doesn't say anything at all, even if you don't say a word, you still laugh there, isn't this a provocation and what?

Liu Qiang felt that his authority was being challenged.

So the iron whistle blew again, and many people around covered their ears in this continuous whistle, this management is too barbaric!

It's not that people don't leave!

Didn't you see him silently packing up the speakers or something?

Some people have also begun to disperse, and this is the sadness of the little people at the bottom.

This is the reality of the red fruit.

This only aroused everyone's disgust and resentment, and could not detonate anything.

However, the next moment, the fuse in the hearts of those who remained in place and did not leave exploded.

What Liu Qiang saw was the silent protest of that person, who was obviously a street singer, and he was so arrogant, and the anger that was still dragging there came out.

He was criticized by the leader because of this, and he didn't know where to get angry, and at this time, who made him appear just then.

So, he kicked the guitar bag off.

The sound of a lot of coins falling to the ground, and then a lot of banknotes flying in the air.

The people who remained in place saw the scene, and the explosives in their hearts exploded.

Yan Xu stood there and didn't move, but smiled.

Then he heard a roar: "Get out, get out!"

Liu Qiang didn't know that his roar seemed to have poured oil on the original fire.

The people who wanted to leave stopped moving.

Then he spontaneously surrounded the three of them.

No one spoke, but because of this, it was more depressing than talking.

This is the silent struggle of a group of people, this is the strength of a group of people.

Yan Xu was in front of many people, and there were many people behind him, and everyone was on his side at this time.

It can't be said that this is the power of singing, it can only be said that this is the power of young people, and young people still have this and that blood in their hearts, and there are still grievances.

Liu Qiang and the three were yelling, but no one paid attention to them, and they felt that something was wrong when they shouted and shouted.

Why do people look at them like this?

Then, I don't know who shouted "smash", countless things fell.

Liu Qiang didn't know what it was, but some were very oily, some were very cold, and some were still very sticky.

Everyone threw it in one direction, and they had no choice but to hide like this, and walked away, and finally put a cruel word: "You wait for me!"

After they left, everyone's cheers resounded throughout the world.

Especially the people who have been hit before are especially happy.

Some people think deeply, although this is very happy, but it is also the way for him to come here to sing in the future.

However, most people don't think about it that way, they want to hear him sing at the moment, at least not the whole song.

Many people shouted "one more song", and others shouted that they wanted to continue listening to the previous song.

Yan Xu was very happy.

Sometimes, the happiest thing is to be recognized and recognized by others, as well as to be supported.

This is also the reason why he misses the stage and loves the stage.

Because outside the stage, there are many audiences who support him and like him.

But this place can't sing anymore, so let's change places.

The next best thing is that everyone disperses like this, and it is easy to have some conflicts when there are many people.

It's just that Yan Xu can't leave if he wants to go at the moment, because he is now blocked by Liu Qiang's previous leads.

This time they didn't come empty-handed, each with an electric baton in their hands.

Yan Xu was not afraid, he wanted to see how far these people wanted to make trouble.

He hasn't been active for a long time, and he hopes to have a chance to loosen his muscles.

Some losses can be eaten, but some losses cannot be eaten.

Upstairs next to Yan Xu's singing, there was a person who was already in front of the window and watched all the process of the matter.

The people disturbed him listening to the song, and he was very angry.

So he made a phone call, and then without waiting, everything seemed to be predestined.

But he decided to take a look for himself.

Because it's not a live version.

Liu Qiang led everyone to surround Yan Xu, looking at everyone with a fierce expression, sometimes there are many people, that is, it is easy to kill chickens and make an example of monkeys.

Wasn't his previous embarrassment all caused by this singing brat!

Now I want to teach him to be a good man.

Let him smile disdainfully, make him arrogant, even if he nods his head for a while, he will not let him go easily.