Chapter 65: A Sudden Message of Death!
In the morning, the clouds are beautiful and the sky is very blue. nā
Although it is not obvious, Nie Yu can always feel that the environment of Jin Yao City is getting better and better, although it is only a little better.
There are a lot of people in the background, most of them are gathered in a bunch of chats, these are the first players to advance, they all have a common characteristic, that is, they are good-looking, of course, there is an exception, that person is five big and three thick, and there are some wrinkles on his face, and he doesn't look like a rich man, Nie Yu wants to sigh for him when he looks at it.
How much effort did this person put in to get promoted?
Those good-looking young people and girls all got together, talking and laughing, and put the old uncle aside, and the uncle didn't mind, sitting alone and looking at the score, thoughtful.
"Look, look, he's coming!"
"Is that him? Hmph, I didn't expect him to really make the cut. ā
"He's not easy to mess with, I heard that this column group was forced to let him advance."
"Whatever, these days, our promoted players have been forced to go out, and it's not his fault?"
The guys and girls all looked at Nie Yu with indifferent faces, looking at this boy who was not a few years younger than them, this arrogant teenager who dared to argue with his mentor.
Nie Yu didn't bother to take care of them, he sat on the side, and just like that, the entire backstage contestants were divided into three parts, one was a bunch of young and beautiful contestants, one was an uncle with a face full of vicissitudes, and the other was Nie Yu who was raising his mouth there.
Nie Yu's eyes revealed a confident light, which made the other contestants a little annoyed, speaking of which, they were still very nervous in their hearts, who wanted to be the first, so that their fame could be higher.
But how could this boy, who was a few years younger than them, not show nervousness from him at all, but was very confident?
Even the middle-aged uncle raised his head and glanced at Nie Yu without speaking.
The people in the column group seem to be very busy, running here and there, it seems that there is some problem on the field and is being dealt with.
"Why are you so busy?" Tutor Fan came out of the house leisurely and came to the backstage, but found that it was busy, and hurriedly asked, and the staff who was stopped by Tutor Fan sighed: "The audience in the audience is making a fuss." ā
"Why?" Tutor Fan asked puzzledly, "Is there a big commotion?" ā
"It's not just big, it's almost a fight, and now they are all asking for a refund." The staff member said: "It's really unlucky today, just now, a news suddenly appeared on the Internet, saying that Yuan Dalong died of a heart attack last night." ā
"Yuan Dalong? The one of our Jin Yaocheng who has been on China's top ten moving figures? ā
"Yes! Originally, there was still a person who wanted to refund the ticket and go to Yuan Dalong's funeral, and we didn't think about it, so we refunded him, but a large number of people in the back asked for a refund and were leaving. ā
Tutor Fan nodded: "Indeed, a lot of money was spent for today's column group, and now the audience has refunded their tickets and left, then we have to lose money, go, I will deal with these people with you." ā
As he spoke, Tutor Fan arrived at the front desk, and now a large number of people stood up and shouted, "We want to refund the ticket, we want to go to Grandpa Yuan's funeral!" ā
"That's right, we're leaving, what a nice person Grandpa Yuan is, we're going to see him!"
"What kind of bullshit singing contest can be as important as Grandpa Yuan's funeral??"
Everyone was very emotional, they all shouted, only a small number of people did not make trouble, these people either disdained Yuan Dalong, or they didn't know Yuan Dalong.
Tutor Fan was also angry when he saw these people shouting, and said: "Our game has begun, and now you all ask for a refund to leave, what is this for?" ā
"yes, you shouldn't be sincere in making trouble!" Several other people in the column group also said: "We spent a lot of money. ā
The people in the audience heard Tutor Fan's words and became even more angry: "What's wrong with us leaving, you still restrict our freedom?" ā
"That's right, we're leaving, don't get in the way, otherwise don't blame Lao Tzu for beating people!"
"I won't refund the ticket, will I go straight away? Open the door of your paralysis!! ā
Tutor Fan saw that he couldn't deal with these people, although his heart was very hot, but he didn't want to say anything, so he slipped into the background, he was really afraid that these people would be annoyed and beat him, then it would really be worth the loss.
Change the date, this is definitely not good, although many of these people will not refund their tickets, but it will always have a certain impact on the program, not to mention, Jinyao Channel 5 has no program this afternoon, only they I am a super singer, if they don't broadcast, it will be a big loss to the TV station.
"What did Boss say?"
"Boss said let them make trouble, our game will be held as usual!"
"Isn't that okay?" Tutor Fan frowned: "It's hard to guarantee that these audiences won't make trouble when the contestants perform." ā
"You can't let them all go, it's too lonely on that field."
Tutor Fan dragged his eyes: "Why don't you let the staff of the column group act as an audience?" ā
"Tutor Fan, don't be funny, there are only a few staff members assigned to our column group, and it will be a shame to put it in the audience!"
"So what should I do, they can't act as an audience."
"We'll have to convince them to stay and go to Na Yuan's funeral after the race."
"It's just that I can't convince it's so messy~!"
The people in the column group were busy to death, and Nie Yu and the others also knew the news.
Yuan Dalong, this person Nie Yu is still a little impressed, I saw it when I first watched TV, moved by China's top ten people, a very good old man, very upright, very kind, the money earned in the past 30 years was donated to the orphanage, although the money was all brought by him moving bricks, it was very small, it was not as good as those rich people, and it was not even as much as the pocket money of the rich children in a day.
But this is also Yuan Dalong's intention, can you imagine the appearance of an old man in his sixties moving bricks on the construction site?
At the beginning, Nie Yu also cried for a while when he saw this, but he didn't expect that it would be so abrupt, and this kind old man would die.
Or is it because of this damn heart disease!
"I have the power to save him." Nie Yu's eyes were a little dim, in this world, there are many people who have died of illness, and Nie Yu has the ability to save them.
But he didn't do it, because he was too weak and afraid that others would come to make money and kill him.
"Peng." Nie Yu's hammer head slammed on the table, if his troops were stronger than this world, then what was he afraid of!!