Yushan, the magic capital, a top villa area.

One of the Four Heavenly Kings of China, Wu Yong's home, is here

A minute ago

Wu Yong was in the room, watching the live broadcast in real time through the computer screen.

This picture is constantly shaking at this time. Obviously, the person filming is constantly moving.

"Qiu Han, continue to arouse the anger of the audience, today, I want to let the talented young man know that he wants to step on me Wu and use the price of the upper position."

Wu Yong sat on the leather sofa, his voice cold and piercing.

……

At the scene, Qiu Han received Wu Yong's instructions, and he began to notify his own people at the scene through special methods.

In an instant, under the entire stage, among the tens of thousands of spectators, fifty people took out their mobile phones at the same time.

They are all people sent by Wu Yong to make trouble.

When he received that the talented boy wanted to slaughter him and achieve the position of the king superstar, he had already ordered his loyal group of subordinates to go to Hangzhou, and he had already destroyed the talented boy's path to advancement.

Throughout the concert, fifty people received Qiu Han's instructions, and their faces showed grief and anger.

They opened their mouths one after another, inciting the emotions of the masses.

The voices of Qiu Han and the others just roared.

Captain and Qi Ming, their faces changed greatly.

The next moment, even more anger erupted in the hearts of all the people.

They were ashamed of what they had just feared.

"The dog said, the government and the business protect each other. Kill you, these dogs, yard the next door. ”

"Die, die."

The momentum that had just been slowed down recovered in an instant, and it was even more violent than before.

It's as if the pause just now is for the sake of saving.

In an instant, the entire security line was overwhelmed.

"All the police officers, all rush forward, block it, and die to block it."

The captain's face changed drastically, and he roared at the tightener behind him.

Behind him, three hundred men with bulletproof glass shields rushed to the first line of defense on the stage.

They were firmly in front of the talented boy five meters away.

Shut out all the people who were carried away by the anger.

"Block, block your paralysis. Everyone smashed it with glow sticks. ”

Qiu Han saw that the people's momentum was once again stifled, and he showed disappointment in his heart. Sure enough, no organizational discipline is no organizational discipline. The audience of more than 10,000 people was stopped by 300 well-trained screams, which was a great shame.

Uncontrollably, he grabbed the glow stick in his hand and threw it forward vigorously.

Handkerchief......

The glow stick smashed right in the face of the Captain's mask.

The other fifty viewers along Qiu Han were stunned, and they reacted instantly, picking up the glow sticks, subtitle cards and other items in their hands. He smashed it down on the tight clamor that stood in front of him.

While smashing, roaring in the mouth.

"Everyone smashed, and the screamers didn't dare to hit us. Stone them to death. ”

"Kill them. We, the people, pay taxes to feed them, and they turn against us. This pack of dogs is something to bring. Lao Tzu is a dog, and he will wag his tail. ”

In the crowd, the voices of one after another undoubtedly pointed out the direction to the people who had no ideas.

They watched as the leader smashed the first blow and found that there was no punishment.

I couldn't help but raise the glow stick in my hand and slam it into the tight slug that was squatting on the ground in front of me.

Bang, bang, bang......

One by one, the glow sticks broke one after another as the owner used too much force.

The fluorescent liquid in the glow stick spilled onto the tightly snapped protective cap.

From the air, at the edge of the stage, in the pitch black environment, a semi-arc of multicolored fluorescence is lit.

Although they wore protective helmets, they couldn't fully counteract the violent hammer force of the glowsticks.

As glowsticks landed on their heads, a buzzing sound sounded in their heads.

That's a sign before confusion.

on stage

Wang Yuan and Wang Junkai looked at the chaotic scene, looking at this group, ten minutes ago, they were still fanatical fans who loved them.

Their hearts are full of guilt, self-blame, and despair.

Just now, in the few minutes of the confrontation with the fans, Qi Ming had already used short words to introduce the reason for the whole thing to the three of them.

They finally knew the reason for everything.

They hated, hated Feng Qiao's cunning, and hated Liang Tian's femme fatale.

But more than that, it's heartache.

Look at the fans with distorted faces.

The three talented young men stood in place with the microphone, looking at the chaotic situation in front of the stage in a daze.

suddenly

"Winding along the way"

"Sometimes what you believe doesn't necessarily bear fruit"

Wang Yuan picked up the microphone in his hand and sang in a low voice.

His wind-like voice was blown into the microphone, and through the microphone, it was transmitted to all the speakers on the scene.

Suddenly, in the entire noisy and chaotic concert venue, his voice like a wind roared sounded.

At the scene, everyone was slightly stunned.

None of them had ever heard this song.

You know, they are fans of talented teenagers, as long as the talented teenagers have sung and covered songs, they have basically heard them many times, and some of them can sing all of them.

If they haven't heard.

That only shows that this is a new song.

But at this time, we who are riding horses want to scrape you alive, and you are still singing, what do you mean.

It's to laugh at us for being stupid.

There was even greater anger in the hearts of fans, and all of them rushed to the talented boy.

Like the fans, Captain Tight and Qi Ming don't understand it either.

I don't understand why Wang Yuan suddenly opened his mouth to sing at this time.

Could it be, he was scared silly.

Doesn't that anger fans even more?

Just when they were about to stop Wang Yuan's behavior.

A second song sounded.

"Too many leaves piled up on the side of the path"

"The wind blows you and me and leaves the dune desert"

Yi Yang Qianxi looked at Wang Yuan seriously, he followed behind Wang Yuan and continued to sing.

"Singing our song quietly"

"The lyrics are as small as Ben"

"Not melancholy, still unharmed"

"People still come and go, and people go to the stage and leave"

As Yi Yang Qianxi finished singing, Wang Junkai picked up the microphone and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He looked at Wang Yuan and Yi Yang Qianxi beside him, and continued to sing.

Wang Yuan looked at Yi Yang Qianxi and Wang Junkai, who understood his mind.

He held back the emotion in his heart and smiled softly at the two of them.

Three talented teenagers, four little hands, pulled together again.

Behind him, Qi Ming and Captain Tight, as well as some staff members, looked at the three people with a smile on their faces.

At this point, they couldn't figure out what the situation was.

They only saw that the three talented young men held hands and walked firmly to the front of the stage step by step.

Go to the front line of the crumbling and fan riots.

As they walked, the three of them continued to sing.

Wang Yuan: "How did I become so stubborn?"

Wang Junkai: "Every step of the place and every stop will not be forgotten"

Qianxi: "The distant light on the stage falls on my shoulders"

On the stage, the colorful fluorescent columns, which had been fixed since the beginning of the riots, were still shining in front of the stage.

The three talented young men stepped into the pillar of light step by step.

The image of their faces once again appeared on the large fluorescent screen behind them.

Unconsciously, in the entire concert venue, the fans who were rioting stopped their movements.

(End of chapter)