Chapter 140: Riot
on stage
The talented boy looked confused.
He looked at the fan who was closest to him under the stage.
It was him, who suddenly opened his mouth and scolded, "The talented young man said it." β
But before Wang Yuan and the three of them could react, under the stage, thousands of fans. With the first fan scolding.
It's like a little spark that instantly ignites the anger of all fans.
One
Hundred
Thousands
10,000
In an instant, all the fans fired like talented teenagers on the stage.
"Cao Nima's Talented Youth"
"The false mercy that the dog says."
"You spend the money raised, aren't you afraid of thunder and thunder?"
"Die, die, we don't dare to have such an idol."
Under the stage, the fans still had tears on their faces that were moved before, but at this moment, they were all red and red, and their muscles were exposed.
The more they scolded, the more angry they became.
One by one, they began to rush to the stage.
They want to kill talented teenagers in a real way.
In the outdoor open-air stadium with a large number of people, there was chaos for a moment.
From a high vantage point, you can see that colorful glow sticks start in the dark concert seats and pour into the stage.
Guards, security guards, stop them, Wang Yuan, come back quickly. β
Qi Ming's face turned pale. He used all his strength to rush to the stage, to the talented boy.
Looking at the talented young man who was still confused and couldn't figure out the situation, a trace of pain flashed in his heart.
He knew that the dream of the superstar had disappeared like a bubble.
"Mr. Qi, what the hell is going on? They, why are they so angry all of a sudden. β
Wang Yuan's eyes were fixed on Qi Ming, although he didn't know what was going on. can look at the situation on the scene, he already has a hunch that his road to superstar may be hopeless.
As soon as he thought of this, Wang Yuan's mind buzzed and became blank.
The forgiveness of his parents, the love he hoped for, almost left him with the dream of a superstar.
"Wang Yuan, I'm sorry...... But now is not the time to talk about this, you go with us first. β
Qi Ming's face was anxious, he knew that the audience at the scene had lost their minds. They were most moved when they suddenly heard such news. The emotions in my heart instantly changed from love to hate.
This hatred is born of love, so this hatred is monstrous.
"No, I'm not leaving. Mr. Qi, I'm not leaving. They're all fans of mine, and I'm not leaving. β
Despair flashed in Wang Yuan's heart.
"I'm not leaving." "I'm not going to go either"
Yi Yang Qianxi and Wang Junkai said in unison. Their faces were the same as Wang Yuan's, with a resolute expression.
"You ......"
Qi Ming's face flashed with a hint of astonishment, and in an instant, he understood the reason why the talented young man made such a decision.
"Okay, then you take care to protect yourselves."
Qi Ming no longer persuaded.
"Are all the people dead? Come and protect the talented boy. β
Qi Ming roared at the helpless security guards around him.
In an instant, seven or eight security guards stood in front of the talented young man.
On the side of the stage in front of them, there were more than 200 security guards at this time, holding hands and shoulder to shoulder, trying to intercept the fans and audiences who came over.
Under the stage
Most of the fans are crazy.
The rain in the sky is getting heavier and heavier.
But the downpour did not extinguish the grief and indignation in their hearts, but like someone in a pot of oil, it aroused the anger in their hearts.
They rushed forward as hard as they could.
Many people have forgotten the reason for their anger. They just want to tear apart the three boys on the stage.
VIP seats
Qi Chen, Luo Zhen and Zhao Ying'er sat on the chairs, their faces solemn, looking at the men and women who rushed to the stage from their side.
Every man and woman had bloodshot eyes like a madman.
Not far from them, Wang Cheng and his wife were also sitting on a stool.
The concert was unexpected, and they didn't react at all.
Just watching, the audience who rushed past him one by one, kept chanting, "You are going to die, talented boy".
"Hey, is it 110? This is the Huanglong Stadium, there is a riot here, right...... Are you already here? Great, thank you, thank you. β
Qi Ming dialed the phone number of the Hangzhou Tight Bureau. Finally got a piece of news that made him happy.
Five minutes ago, the Tightening Bureau had already dispatched its officers.
Live room
At this time, the live broadcast host was already frightened and panicked.
He has hosted a live broadcast for so many years, and it is the first time he has encountered such a major live broadcast accident. He called Principal Wang as soon as possible.
"Principal Wang, the live broadcast room of the talented teenager tour has exploded, do you want to close the live broadcast."
The host asked urgently.
"Don't, don't turn it off. This is the best time to gain popularity. Do you know. In the past five minutes, the traffic of Dougou.com has more than doubled...... Come on, you hold on. β
Wang Sicong's voice was excited. He didn't care what happened to the talented boy. All he cares about is how his dog fighting net is.
"Yes. Principal Wang. β
The host hung up the phone, and he returned to the live broadcast room.
At this time, the refresh speed of the barrage in the live broadcast room is unprecedented.
The number of spectators has reached 200 million.
Now, when he opens the live broadcast room, it is all card by card.
It can be seen how crazy the audience is.
Hangzhou Huanglong Stadium
All 10 cars arrived outside the concert venue.
Then, a car opened, and one by one, heavily armed tight-guards, pulled out of the car.
They wore masks on their faces and glass shields and electric batons in their hands.
However, none of them carried guns.
"All the tight guys, all of them. Now there is a riot at the Huanglong Stadium. Everyone must be calm and calm. The site has been controlled for the purpose. β
A captain-like roar.
His voice resounded throughout the entire three-hundred-strong contingent.
βyesοΌsirοΌβ
All the members replied in unison.
"Okay, 1 to 3 teams, have protected talented teenagers and other staff, 4 to 10 teams, fully maintain the atmosphere of the scene, and strive for half an hour,! goοΌ go!β
The captain began to assign tasks.
One by one, the tight teams began to enter the field in an orderly manner according to the captain's assignment.
The scene of the concert
At this time, in front of the stage, more than 100 security guards were anxious with tens of thousands of spectators.
Fortunately, the stage is in a ring, and the security guards are condescending. This is the only way to intercept the charge of tens of thousands of spectators.
It's just that, at this moment, they can't hold on.
The hands of the security guards were almost all red, and the cyan veins were exposed. That's a sign of overexertion.
They can't hold on anymore.
"There are all the people, all the people, all are not allowed to move, here is the people of Hangzhou."
The captain was the first to rush into the scene, holding a loudspeaker and roaring at the front of the stage.
In his eyes, in front of the stage, there has been a sea of glow sticks, densely packed together.
Each root represents a people.
All the people heard his shout.
Out of the fear of ordinary people for many years, most people subconsciously stopped the shock.
In an instant, the security line that was about to collapse was stabilized again.
At the scene, Qi Ming, the security guards, and the screamers, looked at the crowd that slowly calmed down, and breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts.
But before they could breathe a sigh of relief, there was another commotion in the crowd.
"Don't be afraid, we have more than 10,000 people, and the law does not hold the people accountable. They can't help us. Today, we're going to kill a talented teenager. β
In the crowd, a neutral roar suddenly sounded.
(End of chapter)