At this moment, the nose nail was ashamed of herself, she was so arrogant to mock Ren Qian just now, but in a blink of an eye, she was slapped in the face by reality.

The face hurts, it hurts hotly. But she was still unconvinced, because she had never heard of Ren Qian's name - she knew all about the big stars and talented singers in the United States. As for the yellow-skinned stars, they are obviously no longer among the big stars, and she doesn't believe that those old-fashioned and boring... Chinese people, able to win their American affection.

In her memory, there was never an American around her who wanted to listen to even a little bit of Chinese music.

So the very annoying man in front of him must be a guy who is not very famous, and he just happened to meet his fans, maybe all these fans were bought by him with money.

Yes, in... Chinese people have money, but in music, they are not as good as the United States. This man must have spent money to buy fans, look at how vulgar the expressions of this group of so-called fans are! At first glance, it is clear that they are fascinated by money.

"You flattering traitors, silverfish with open eyes, don't you know that music is a very noble thing? Is it not permissible to be desecrated? And you, you traitors to music, have sold your souls for a pitiful amount of money. ”

The nose nail pointed at the fans around Ren Qian who were shouting for autographs, group photos, and hugs, and sharply accused.

But fans automatically ignored this beam-jumping clown.

"Mr. Ren, will there be any changes to your next repertoire? Or will you continue this country music?"

"Mr. Ren, how did you create this song?"

"Mr. Ren, you are really the biggest surprise I got at the festival."

"Thank you all for liking. I wrote this song when I was in a hotel and heard other people's stories. If I get inspired to do the next, I'll write songs. ”

Ren Qian casually recited a reason, which caused a series of questions.

"Wow, Mr. Ren, you actually improvise!? When inspiration strikes, do you compose music and lyrics? Or has it been a long time in the making? Is it a long gestation time? ”

Fans are asking questions like machine guns.

In order to repay them, he pretended to be a surprise force, and also to leave a friendly and friendly image for foreign people. He patiently explained.

"Well, it's an inspired work, I was very happy when I wrote the song, but I didn't expect to make a happy song all of a sudden, and I love to play the piano and sing this song a few nights."

"That'...... Can Mr. Ren have a drink with us tonight? ”

"I'm afraid this won't work...... Because as a singer, I have to protect my voice, and I have to have a very regular schedule. ”

Of course, all of the above is perfunctory. He just didn't want to drink.

Just when the fans and Ren Qian were having fun playing the game of you ask me and answer, the nose nail didn't know where to get a drum, crackling and banging behind the crowd.

She managed to capture everyone's attention.

"Despicable... People. I know you don't have much musical literacy, and now, I'm going to debunk you in front of your fans! Come on, see if you can sing more than me, if not, go back to your own country, don't be embarrassed here. ”

Ren Qian turned around and glanced at the nose nail very depressed, this guy likes to find a sense of existence. I didn't care about her anymore, and she still came to find fault.

"What? You liar, you liar, hehe, don't tell me. You can't even sing, can you? Then you fans are so stupid to like a guy like you. ”

"Also, in a country like yours, can there be musicians? I've heard that you all sing with a virtuous nature. Disgusting old style, disgusting lyrics, disgusting tune. The spiritual life of your people is really lacking, and your artists are too lacking in creativity. ”

After that, she laughed to herself, her whole body fat trembled when she laughed, although she was in good health and her appearance was okay, but this character, this cheap mouth, and this low-looking eyes were all a pity for her skin.

In short, it is just one sentence, and there is nothing on the body that is not offensive.

And the band members behind her are probably the same-with their hands on their shoulders, looking at the nose nail and slandering Lai Ren Qian with the eyes of a joke. Sure enough, in response to the proverb, things gather by like, people are divided by groups, and villains always pile up a pit.

Ren Qian's status fans were displeased. Who is this woman? Why is she like an abandoned junior, spilling everywhere?

"If you don't speak, you're admitting that you can't play music! Just liars! You liar! ”

The nose nail added that she was very relieved, and her words pierced Ren Qian's true face, making her feel that the pores all over her body were open, and she felt very happy, and now she felt that the eyes of those fans should be adoring her.

Very adored.

But......

Those fans laughed, laughed, laughed.

"What did she say? Ren Qian can't sing!? This is the funniest joke I've heard this year. ”

"I think this reptile is a liar, what a clumsy deception......"

"I've never seen such a stupid slander, can you please find out who Ren Qian is before you do this?"

"Who is Ren Qian?"

Nose Nail was caught off guard by such a reaction from fans.

So a fan patted her on the shoulder and pointed to the display screen on the tall building opposite.

There, Ren Qian happened to be playing the song "take... me… home… country… roads", handsome side face, beautiful melody, beautiful lyrics.

When the nose nail heard this, her body trembled suddenly.

Then when all the delicate faces appeared on the screen, she turned to look at Ren Qian suddenly, only to find that the person on the screen and this person she had been looking down on perfectly coincided!

It turns out that he is the "take... me… home… country… Creator of Roads.

As a person who loves music, of course she knows this song, and their band also knows this song, but the popularity of this song is much higher than that of Ren Qian himself in the United States.

So they always thought that Ren Qian was a pure West Gevinian!

Pure Americans!

How can it be yellow-skinned?

At this moment, she felt her face hurt again. And it feels like I can't linger on the side anymore.

Is there anything more humiliating than that?

first showed off his fans in front of others, but that group of fans came for others, and it had nothing to do with him at all.

Later, he was self-righteous to debunk others, but others not only didn't understand music, but were music masters. me… home… country… roads" directly crushed her musical level.

At that level, she never wanted to touch it in her life, which made her feel ashamed of herself and never dared to stay where she was anymore.

Because of the ridiculed faces of those fans, and the pictures on the big screen, all of them no longer mocked her ignorance and superficiality.

PS: Thank you for reading~ (To be continued.) )