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Lin Weiran ran almost all the way to the director team, and the sound from the walkie-talkie in his hand made him break out in a cold sweat.

"There are too many people, where did these people come from?"

"What's going on in the field? Why are people still coming in? ”

"Go over there, go over there, it's full!"

Questions, reprimands, and voices on the intercom were all filled with horror.

"Evacuate with people to both sides of the audience area, immediately!"

There is still some distance from the director team, and Lin Weiran can hear Yin Sang-hyun's roar.

"Who is the outfield manager? Why are you still putting people inside? Want to die...... On-site scheduling, where is on-site scheduling? ”

More than ten employees of the director team were facing away from the stage at this time, looking at the increasingly chaotic stands in the distance. They had never faced this situation before, and they could only stand here and watch the situation develop to a worse situation, but they could not help at all.

The show continues, and the deafening music makes the roar over the intercom pale and weak. Lin Weiran didn't disturb Yin Sangxian's command at the first time, because what he said was right. On both sides of the spectator area facing the stage, there are large unused stands that have been hung with banners of support by fan groups, and as long as they are cleared, they will be ready-made spectator seats.

There was no response on the intercom, as if everyone was engaged in the five audience areas where the accident occurred to stabilize order, and countless fans were squeezed into the narrow aisle between the audience areas, and the situation still did not improve after ten long minutes.

Lin Weiran looked at Yin Xiangxian's increasingly pale face and suggested, "Director Yin, stop the performance." ”

"Stop? What is the stop? If a layman doesn't understand, don't interject, can you afford the responsibility of interrupting the performance? The assistant director next to Yin Sang-hyun shouted loudly, his face turned red all of a sudden, and he looked at Lin Weiran's eyes as if he was the culprit of this chaos.

Lin Weiran ignored it and continued to say to Yin Xiangxian: "Most people still don't know about the situation of Lu Dao, if the news spreads, it will cause panic ......"

"Lin Weiran!" The assistant director strode forward, grabbed Lin Weiran's neck with both hands, and scolded loudly, "When are you still here to be alarmist, you were in charge of the infield audience area, and if something went wrong, you actually asked us to stop the performance?" What heart do you have in peace? ”

Lin Weiran, who was pulled up by the neck, remained motionless, as if she had taken root under her feet. He looked at Yin Sang-hyun calmly and continued: "I will take my responsibility, now there is a need for more people in the stands, and all the people here have to go...... Also, we need to notify the hospital and the company to deal with the follow-up situation......"

"Hey, you haven't said enough?" The assistant director interrupted Lin Weiran again with red eyes, as if he would not hesitate to add punches and kicks as long as he said one more word.

Yin Xiangxian's face hesitated, he looked at Lin Weiran, who had a calm face, and couldn't come up with an idea for a while, just hesitated for a few seconds, he picked up the walkie-talkie and said in a tired tone: "All departments report the situation." ”

"The entrance to the outfield has been closed, but there are still a large number of fans gathered in the passage."

"The crowd is mainly concentrated in the 16th, 17th, and 18th districts...... Hey, don't jump! ”

A loud shout forcibly threw everyone's eyes to the stands, and they vaguely saw a blurry figure falling from the stands on the second floor, and the distance made him seem like raindrops with broken threads, falling vertically to the ground.

The capacity in the stands was saturated, and it was not difficult to imagine the difficulty of breathing under everyone's pushing, Lin Weiran couldn't help it anymore, pushed away the assistant director's hand that had been grabbing his collar, and said sternly: "Director Yin Xiangxian, I can't fix it, I'm still okay with you as an assistant director." If you don't want to spend the rest of your days going to the warehouse, you can be honest with me. ”

He walked up to Yin Xiangxian, without saying a word, snatched the all-channel walkie-talkie in the other party's hand, and said in a deep voice: "Attention to the performance team, the performance is suspended, I repeat, the performance is suspended!" ”…,

On stage, the singers are still performing hard, but the production team under the stage is all messed up. An unfamiliar voice uses the director's machine to announce the suspension of the performance, and anyone will hesitate.

"I'm Lin Weiran, I announce the suspension of the performance, and all the responsibility is on me!"

Lin Weiran? That layman producer?

"I can't hear my words?!"

Lin Weiran roared sternly, looking at the performance that was still going smoothly, a nameless fire welled up in his heart.

Yin Xiangxian no longer hesitated, took back his walkie-talkie from Lin Weiran's hand, and said in a deep voice: "I'm Yin Xiangxian, the performance is suspended." ”

A few seconds later, the abrupt stop of the music and the sudden on-stage FD caused an uproar in the audience, and the singers all withdrew from the stage, symbolizing the dream concert of dreams and hopes for the first time in more than ten years. The singers in the waiting area, who didn't know what was going on, immediately looked in the direction of the director team, and only vaguely saw more than a dozen figures running quickly towards the audience.

"What's going on?" The singers, who didn't know what was going on, looked dazed, and Lin Yuna asked Xu Xian beside her, and the other party was also very puzzled.

"If the performance is interrupted, something must have happened." The voice of a certain senior came, and it immediately caused a burst of gasping.

Everyone looked in the direction of the stands, and no one noticed the short figure that slipped in from behind.

"Sister Taeyeon, what's wrong?" Lim Yoon-a, who noticed that Kim Taeyeon was out of the backstage, leaned over and asked in a low voice.

"There was an accident in the stands, it's far away, and I didn't hear it clearly." Kim Taeyeon explained simply, and then looked in the direction of the stands with everyone, but her eyes seemed to be subconsciously looking for someone's figure.

Noticing that Lin Weiran appeared in the waiting area, she was also the one, and she couldn't find Jin Yanping, so Kim Tae-yeon, as the captain, thought about coming up to say hello, but saw Lin Weiran running in the direction of the director team with a frightened face, and she was curious, so she slowly followed.

Lin Weiran had a conflict with the director team, because she didn't know what to do, she saw his stern voice when he pushed the assistant director away, and saw him snatch Yoon Sang-hyun's walkie-talkie and announce the interruption of the performance, and the impression of being a little stunned when she saw this man for the first time was completely subverted.

With an audience area of thousands of people set up in front of the stage, and a dozen people ran into it and couldn't find it again, Kim Taeyeon looked back at the stands, just like Lim Yoon-a, hoping that the chaos would soon subside.

……

"Song Dispatch."

Hearing Yin Xiangxian's call, the stereotypical man surnamed Song trembled, he turned around, and his face, which was always rejecting people, finally panicked.

"Director Yin, I'm ......"

He couldn't say a word of superfluous words, and the chaos on the scene was about to erupt, and it spread before people had time to react. The communication between the infield and the outfield is not smooth, and the inside is already overcrowded, but people are still being released at the entrance. The show had already begun, and the audience, who were already late, were in a state of flux, relying only on a pitiful walkie-talkie and a dozen fairly sober on-site staff to maintain order, which was a drop in the bucket.

When he arrived at this stand, the situation was clear at a glance, and when he saw the grandstand of the seventeenth district that was almost overflowing, Lin Weiran's brows became more and more furrowed. The section is less than four meters long, flanked by iron guardrails, and the crowd in front of them is unable to move an inch, as if they are canned sardines, pressed together.

"Song Dispatch, we are here to help, and the only way now is to open other audience areas for evacuation, and let the audience stranded in the outfield passage go to other viewing areas. If you don't have enough manpower, you can call on the management team of individual fans, don't you say that these fans can listen to them? ”

The stereotypical man surnamed Song was stunned for a moment, and said with a red face: "Lin Production, you don't know what to say, the current situation is caused by them, their own support area is not satisfied with them, so they let people who don't have tickets come in, and when the seats are full of fans with tickets, they rush to enter the venue, and the place that accommodates 35,000 people is now pouring in almost 50,000 people, Lin Production, you see, where is there a place to evacuate." ”…,

In addition to the most crowded areas of the stands, several adjacent spectator areas were also overcrowded, with spectators standing in the aisles used for passage with balloons, some looking out at the stage in the distance, which had ceased performances, others looking for seats, deaf to the danger that was close at hand.

"Opening in-house broadcast." Lin Weiran was in a hurry.

The man surnamed Song was stunned for a moment, turned to look at Yin Xiangxian with a serious face, and saw that he nodded, so he picked up the walkie-talkie and said: "The opening broadcast evacuated the audience, and called the managers of various fan groups to gather with me." ”

Moments later, the horn hanging from the audience area let out a shrill hum.

'Spectators located in the 13th and 20th areas of spectators, please follow the instructions to move to the stands on both sides, please keep order, do not push, do not run, and move to the sides according to the instructions of the staff at the entrance of the stands......

The broadcast was repeated over and over again, and the managers of the on-site fan organizations were all cut off, and Lin Weiran ran to see him alone with his work card, and looked for him one by one according to the audience area.

"You're the on-site manager of SS501?"

The girl was not very old, she seemed to be a high school student, and when she saw someone looking for her, her little face, which was already dissatisfied and frightened, turned a little whiter.

"Yes, I am."

"Now that the situation in the infield is not good, you contact all the volunteers and managers you have brought with you, and you don't need to help evacuate the spectators, you just need to maintain the stability of your support area. Remember, whoever wants to leave can't do it, you can't say that I won't let you go, and you can find a way to keep them in the audience. Repeating the request that he had said countless times, Lin Weiran spoke extremely quickly.

"Remind you, I am a person from the Dream Concert Production Company, and I have always been responsible for the allocation of the live audience area, if you have a problem, I guarantee that I will not see any of my own fans who participate in the Dream Concert after SS501."

Dropping the threat, he turned away, not caring if the girl would do what he said, and he didn't have time to verify it. Running along the passage all the way to the support area of SuperJunior, you will see a patch of blue. The SuperJunior's cheering color spanned the entire Central Stand, half of which was in disarray, and the other half of the tunnel was filled with stagnant spectators.

"Management, where's your management?" Lin Weiran asked all the way, some people didn't know why, but someone pointed him in the direction, and three minutes later, when he found several fans gathered together, he heard a conversation before he could speak.

"Sister, will the evening activities continue? Look at the current situation......"

"Hey, be quiet!"

The girl who scolded obviously noticed Lin Weiran, and looked at the work card on his chest with a wary expression.

Lin Weiran repeated the request, but swallowed the threatening words in his stomach. Speaking of the fan organization S.M's groups, TVXQ and SuperJunior alone account for most of today's audience, not to mention the kind of coercion that is obviously beyond his ability.

Turning back into the crowd, a vague conversation floated in.

A girl worried: "Sister, this event is not organized by S.M, we cooperate with agents from other companies, will there be problems?" ”

Another girl said coldly, "What could go wrong?" Our duty is to maintain the image of our brothers, and if something goes wrong, we should blame those women, how can we be blamed? Relying on scandals to get out of the position must have this awareness. ”

Lin Weiran was stunned, and wanted to turn around and ask a tangled, but looking at the chaotic scene not far away, he continued to push through the crowd, running from one end of the stand to the other.