Chapter 390: Accident
The Nine Pine Gymnasium, if you open four platforms, can accommodate 100,000 people.
Ordinary singers only dare to open one stage, at most two stages.
There are very few singers who dare to open the four-sided stage, but Nangong Feier is one of them.
Moreover, the 100,000 tickets, as soon as they were released, were snatched up and sold out, shocking the music world.
Among the singers of the younger generation, there are only a few who can hold concerts, and those who dare to hold concerts of 100,000 people have no one else except Nangong Fei'er.
Many extremely old kings and queens do not have such appeal.
Han Qing entered the gymnasium, and looking at the dense fans around him, he was extremely relieved.
After some time, the audience has finished entering and the concert has begun.
Soon, the amazing stage beauty appeared, causing a lot of amazement.
"It's actually an oriental ink style choreography, it's too immortal."
"See, there are a lot of foreigners who have come to cheer, Nangong Fei'er is really the pride of our oriental music scene."
"I've decided, I want to fan Nangong Fei'er for the rest of my life."
The fans all around were excitedly discussing and shouting Nangong Fei'er's name.
Suddenly, the lights of the whole audience went out, and only the endless fluorescent bracelet flickered.
Like a galaxy rising in the dark, it is extremely magnificent.
At this time, the music started and the concert officially began.
Nangong Fei'er appeared like a fairy and began to sing.
After a few songs, Nangong Fei'er invited Ning Tianzhen and Ye Ziyi to accompany the flute and guqin.
Originally, the sound of the tsunami in the mountains was quieted down in the classical folk music of the East.
The 100,000 people at the scene were almost all brought into an artistic conception.
This is the charm of oriental classical folk music, which is as soft as the murmuring of a stream, like the autumn wind blowing the fallen leaves, and makes people feel lying on the soft clouds.
But when it is strong, it instantly turns into a golden iron horse, and the swords roar in unison, like a torrent of steel, pouring into the sky.
In this kind of oriental ancient music, the artistic conception slowly spreads out, which is fascinating.
Nangong Fei'er rose with the lifting platform and began to sing in harmony.
Her voice has no lyrics, but it mesmerizes the audience.
Nangong Fei'er's voice is completely integrated with Gu Yue, and the layers are extremely rich, one by one, the small climaxes are strung together, and finally like a hurricane, it goes directly into the sky.
Everyone's hairs stood on end, waiting for the final surge.
But just when the wave was higher and higher, it was about to explode in full force.
Suddenly, all the ancient music on the scene stagnated at the same time, and Nangong Fei'er also seemed to be pinched by the neck, and her voice stopped abruptly.
The scene was a dead silence!
At this moment, everyone's emotions were also suspended in the air, unable to go up and down, making people so depressed that they wanted to vomit blood.
What's going on?
Why is there no sound all of a sudden? Could it be that the power is cut off?
However, whether it was Ye Ziyi, Ning Tianzhen, or Nangong Fei'er, they were all frozen.
Nangong Fei'er's face turned pale, she snorted, stretched out her hand to cover her mouth, and wiped away the blood flowing from the corner of her mouth.
Her spiritual power melted into her voice, waiting for the final burst to be cathartic.
However, this sudden accident interrupted this catharsis and led to the backlash of the spiritual sound.
But fortunately, the backlash is not serious.
And Ye Ziyi and Ning Tianzhen also recovered, and they forcibly endured the feeling of vomiting blood, and their faces were very ugly.
At this time, in a corner below, Han Beixing was looking proud.
Yes, the accident just now was caused by him.
He wants to put Nangong Fei'er in a helpless situation, and then another hero will come to save the beauty.
For this, he was even prepared as a scapegoat.