The audience also saw this scene, and most of them thought that it was a staff member standing at the door, and they also understood that Zhao Song wanted to express extreme joy after achieving such a huge success, and even responded with warm applause as encouragement.

In the stands, Long Xinlan, who had been carefully observing Zhao Song's actions, frowned, and she opened her mobile phone very smartly to take a picture of this scene.

And Qi Liya, who was in the stands on the other side, did not let go of this moment, and quickly recorded this paragraph with her mobile phone.

Finally, the two waved their hands to the audience frequently, and in the warm applause of the audience, they walked into the entrance and exit of the actors and exited.

But the applause did not stop. The warm applause was announced, like boiling heat, rushing straight up, almost knocking off the roof of the hall.

The host smiled helplessly, as an excellent and experienced host, he knew very well that up to now, the protagonist of today's party has actually left, not the one who has not yet appeared on stage.

Sure enough, Yang Pu, who cleaned up his mood and forced a gentle smile, appeared on the stage. But before he could finish the short aisle, he really stepped onto the stage, and the smile on his face was a little stiff.

The applause was too sparse, like a small bubble or two popping up from time to time in the digester, without a hint of the boiling enthusiasm just now.

He looked up, and there were too many spectators, both near and far, who were poking their phones in their hands with their heads down.

He didn't know what to say, those viewers who were so curious that they were about to explode by Zhao Song's songs, as soon as Zhao Song left, they all hurriedly took out their mobile phones and began to search for information related to Zhao Song.

The rooftop gymnasium originally provided free Wi-Fi information, but there were no requests from so many spectators at the same time, and the bandwidth was congested.

Many viewers couldn't wait for the waiting signal on the small screen that kept circled and turned on their wireless Internet function to search. Soon, messages about Zhao Song appeared on everyone's mobile phones, and the most frequent occurrence was, of course, the report that his wife was hit and killed four years ago, lost the lawsuit, and has been depressed and drunk since then.

People are shocked that there is such a thing in this country with the rule of law? How can such a thing be allowed?

And Zhang Xiangbei, who was standing in the corner of the entrance, calmly observing the situation in the venue, gave a cold smile to the place where the Bai family's father and son were sitting.

He promised Zhao Song yesterday that when the record was finished, he would help him restart the lawsuit. Now, it's just a matter of preparing for public opinion. Zhang Xiangbei smiled, turned around and went back to the backstage.

Some people have a very explosive temper, one likes Zhao Song's songs, and the other is not angry that such a thing happened, and immediately scolded and scolded in their mouths, and those who didn't know the situation next to them also asked curiously, so they passed ten, ten and hundred, and the whole venue was noisy like a huge vegetable market.

Yang Pu's face was red and white for a while, the host had already reported the track, it was his popular song, and the band had already prepared, just now Zhao Song sang four songs in a row, so that they were idle for a while, and they wanted to show off their skills, but they didn't expect that the audience in the hall didn't seem to be interested in the performance later, they were all talking to each other, whispering.

Yang Pu hastily sang three songs and it was over, and he was supposed to sing two more songs when the audience was enthusiastic about it, but not only did the audience not know what he sang, but even he himself didn't know what he sang, he just wanted to finish singing and hide under the stage as soon as possible according to the contract.

At this moment, people are in sympathy for Zhao Song, angry at the injustice of the car accident, and listening to Yangpu's soft love song like an unfed meal, I only feel that it makes people even more upset, and some people even want to shout to shut him up.

In fact, Yang Pu doesn't know how to say it, most people don't listen to his songs for two reasons, on the one hand, it is naturally because of Zhao Song's experience and his story that many people feel sympathy and resentment, and secondly, Zhao Song's four songs just now are all high-pitched and loud, and the strength is stronger than the other, and Yangpu's songs are all soft and graceful tunes.

Long Xinlan, who is extremely experienced, showed a knowing smile on her face when the host announced the end of the party.

The party is over, but the night seems to have just begun.

The Bai family's father and son, as well as Yangpu, naturally went back dejectedly.

But the vast majority of the audience left with great interest, although they were still reluctant to give up on Zhao Song's songs, but in a week, his album will be released, and then they can enjoy that kind of spiritual pleasure again, which is destined to be a beautiful night for them.

Back in the apartment, Long Xinlan made coffee, sunk herself into the sofa, lit a cigarette, and began to reminisce about tonight's party.

The whole process of the party was completely unexpected by her, of course, because of Zhao Song's appearance, but what surprised her the most was when Zhao Song finished the fourth song and left the stage, bowing deeply to the young man.

The meaning of that bow is anything but simple.

With Long Xinlan's experience and vision, that bow is not like gratitude to a benefactor who has brought her, but more like reverence and admiration for her teacher.

Long Xinlan was surprised by this feeling of her own.

Because that young man, the young man with a faint smile in the photo on his mobile phone, is only in his early twenties, and he is still at the age of Zhao Song's younger brother, right? What really happened between them?

Long Xinlan suddenly shook her whole body, she remembered something, hurriedly picked up the phone, and dialed Qu Li's phone.

As an entertainment reporter for Dongjiang Evening News, she has had a lot of dealings with Qu Li, the leading figures of performance companies.

The voice on the phone was very noisy, it should be a celebration party, and then Zhao Song shouted a protest from inside: "I won't drink anymore, give me juice." ”

Long Xinlan smiled.

Qu Li was very strange that Long Xinlan called herself at this moment and asked some strange questions.

Long Xinlan explained with a smile that she also watched the party today and wanted to write a press release to promote Zhao Song.

Qu Li was very concerned about Guo Kuan's affairs, so she naturally told her as much as she knew.

Long Xinlan finally knew that the young man who appeared at the door and made Zhao Song bow sincerely was one of the people in charge of signing Zhao Song, helping Zhao Song quit drinking, and releasing the record for Zhao Song.

Long Xinlan snuffed out the cigarette in her hand and sat cross-legged on the sofa, her eyes lit up. The four songs sung tonight, the first of which is a boutique, among which "I'm Ugly, But I'm Gentle" and "I'm a Little Bird" are the best of the best, and it is not impossible to enter the top ten golden songs of the year, but I have never heard these songs before, Qu Li also said just now, those songs were created by an author with a pen name Xiao Worm.

However, to show Zhao Song's life and psychology so appropriately, and to express Zhao Song's inner thoughts and struggles so bluntly, this must be something that only a person who lives by Zhao Song's side, empathizes with his life and situation, and is willing to lend a helping hand.

Long Xinlan's eyes were getting brighter and brighter, and she was almost certain that the author of those songs, the author of the little worm, was the young man named Zhang Xiangbei.

It is not only the music, but also the lyrics that penetrate people's hearts, all of which are excellent and shocking. In the pop song industry, a new star will rise. Long Xinlan nodded firmly, her fingers darling across the keyboard.

"They are based on depicting the true feelings of the little people in the metropolis, focusing on the fragility and resilience of the deep hearts of urban people, thus touching many people who feel helpless due to setbacks in real life......

"'I'm ugly, but I'm gentle' can be a joke, a declaration, or a spirit, people have a tough side in their hearts, don't you want to accept the challenge and bravely swim across the turbulent river of life?"

"He said he was happy, yes, the audience in the whole hall was crazy about his songs, and as a small person, I was happy to hear such songs tonight."

Writing this, Long Xinlan tapped her mouse heavily on saving.

The article was meant to be published in the newspaper, so she sent it to the editor-in-chief's mailbox first.

Before she could get enough of it, she opened a blank document and typed out a title: Another Pop Star - Worm

In this article, she plans to submit it to the pop music column of the No. 1 music magazine in China, "Staff". She wanted to see what kind of uproar these songs would cause in the pop music industry.

As a "Dongjiang Evening News" with a circulation of more than one million and a sales area covering the entire East China region, Long Xinlan's article will surely arouse a strong response from readers.

But Long Xinlan didn't know that this night, there was another woman who would cause a sensational event for Zhao Song.

Qi Liya returned home, but she didn't feel sleepy at all, turned on her mobile phone, connected the charger, and ate instant noodles while watching the video of today's party.

After eating the instant noodles and listening to the fourth song, she burst into tears.

Wiping away a handful of tears, Qi Liya turned on the computer, logged on to the Haitian Forum, and entered the music world column.

She solemnly laid a title: The old lady is wet - there are pictures and truths

Immediately afterwards, she uploaded the live video of Zhao Song's four songs at the party.

Clicked Submit.

In the blink of an eye, the second floor opened up: Eldest sister, if you don't play like this, where are you wet?

The third floor immediately replied: Bad intentions, get rough, I also went to the party, and my old man is also wet, big sister!

Fourth Floor: What's the situation? Is it raining heavily?

Fifth floor: I'm in the Olympics, I didn't bring an umbrella today.

Sixth floor: Downstairs fast food restaurant has umbrella rental.

7th Floor: Who is it? Haven't you heard his songs? Newcomers?

Eighth Floor: What kind of party, why don't I know about it?

Ninth Floor: It's just a little bit second-looking.

10th floor: It's better than you guys with a padded chest and a butt and a nose bridge.

11th floor: Upstairs is correct, and it's not like him, he has to rely on his face to eat.

From the twelfth floor to the fiftieth floor, they launched attacks on the ninth floor one after another, so that the ninth floor no longer dared to speak out.

A new day has begun, I didn't sleep much last night, my body moved a little and my neck cramped like pain, and when I woke up in the morning, my eyes were full of little stars.

So, don't laugh when rolling around with a face asking for favorites, recommendations, and clicks.