After doing a good job of mental construction, Chen Nuo took a deep breath and then went to change his appearance.

He still has new songs to sing.

Zhou Xinglan's deep singing voice came from the stage.

The song Majesty tells the tragic story of the queen and her guards who can't fall in love.

Although not everyone can understand the lyrics, the sadness in his singing has been successfully conveyed.

Some of his die-hard fans, such as the teenagers and girls who chatted with Lianqing not long ago, have red eyes.

"Why would Nima sing such a song?"

"My heart is about to be broken by him!"

In the midst of all kinds of emotion, some people sighed in confusion: "Am I evil today?" ”

"How do you feel familiar with any song you listen to?"

"Hey, are you too? I thought I was alone! ”

"That's right, that's right, especially the high and tide parts, the more I hear it, the more familiar it feels!"

"But where have I heard of it?"

"Ahh I remember! ”

Suddenly someone shouted, but no one blamed.

Because everyone is about to be driven crazy by this faint familiarity.

The man said, "Isn't it just a loudspeaker at the door?" ”

I see! Everyone suddenly realized that there was a kind of joy that the big stone that was pressing on their hearts was finally removed.

"But do you also think that what Zhou Xinglan sings is really different from the demonic loudspeaker at the door?"

"I also realized that the same song is sung by different people, and the effect will be so much worse."

Such feelings abound, and Zhou Xinglan, who has obviously withdrawn from the circle, has more fans.

"I suddenly wanted to search for Zhou Xinglan's previous songs."

"What a coincidence, so am I!"

"Brother, you're slow, I'm already listening."

When he said this, Zhou Xinglan's song also came to an end, and in his hoarse sentence -

“Yes，yourmajesty！” During the recital, he bowed to the audience and said, "Thank you." ”

His bowing gesture was sincere, and his fans felt like he could be heard whispering from the microphone, "Stars." ”

Thank you, my stars.

I don't know who cried first, but when I came back to my senses, there were low sobs in all corners of the venue.

They said, "Don't go!" ”

Chen Nuo, who was already preparing to take the stage, had a haze in his eyes, and he glanced at Brother Yang next to him, and saw the latter bowing his head and pressing his mobile phone for a while.

Then, a half-half bottle was smashed down.

There was a bang, as if it had triggered some chain reaction.

Then, more and more things were thrown down.

The men were also shouting insults and using the most vulgar language.

The fans who were still crying immediately wiped away their tears to stop and persuade them, but those people intensified and scolded the fans together.

Seeing that more and more people actually took out infrared pens and aimed at Zhou Xinglan's eyes one after another.

On the huge stage, only Zhou Xinglan was alone.

So many staff members are like they are deaf and blind, and none of them think of protecting him!

Lian Qing was furious.

She pushed away the staff who were trying to stop her, strode onto the stage, picked up what good luck had dropped on the stage, and threw it into the stands without looking at what it was.

After a few screams and screams, the infrared light disappeared.

But the foul language that smashed at Zhou Xinglan still didn't stop.

Lian Qing said mockingly next to the microphone.

"It's the first time I've seen people sitting in different positions, and the swearing lines can be word for word."

These words were clearly amplified.

Almost everyone heard it.

The invective paused, and then the chaos began.

Lian Qing did not shy away from standing in front of Zhou Xinglan and said to the person who had just used an infrared pen on the stage: "Trash." ”