r18novel Chapter 186
Chapter 186
Two days later.
Hangzhou "Mars" concert.
The opening song "Qitian" made the whole concert scene explode and boil.
The sound shook several miles away, and the momentum was huge!
In addition to the organizer's strong publicity.
Under the strong push behind the agency.
Countless anchors live broadcast;
Countless media people explained on the spot;
Countless small-time artists quietly followed the popularity.
Tonight.
"Huahua"'s popularity has surpassed countless powerful and idol groups, and it has topped the entertainment industry's top popularity for the first time, and the top of the super topic list.
And this is just the beginning!
Just before the concert was about to end.
Huahua took a break and walked onto the stage.
"Ahhhh......!"
"Ohhhhh......!!"
"Ahhhhh............!!"
Huahua, dressed in red, stood in the center of the stage: "The next song will be the last song tonight, and it took me several days to create it..."
As he spoke, he raised his arms high.
The music sounded at this moment.
He walked to the recliner nearby and lay down slowly...
Then.
Huahua spoke!
He spoke!!
He really spoke!!
"aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa......!!"
Instantly, normal netizens raised doubts in major videos and live broadcasts:
"I want to ask, what is this doing?"
"Please don't criticize me, Martians, I just want to ask, what are the lyrics of this song?"
"Oh my god! I am a healthy person, but I was killed! This is cancer! Fucking cancer!!"
"The person above, are you not afraid of death? Who do you think you are a fan of? Are you Aiku, Aimo, or a fan of some big shot? You really dare to offend!!"
" I'm afraid. Others dare to comment, but Huahua is fine. If you tell the truth to him, his fans will kill you! ! "
...
"If you don't understand, get out! Do we Martians need you to understand our affairs?"
"That's right, I don't have the ability to appreciate it, who can I blame?"
"Listen carefully, our Huahua's timbre, sound quality, and range, can you ordinary people compare with them?"
"Huahua, originality is invincible! You are my eternal god!"
"The best in the world! Only Huahua! Huahua, the eternal god of Chinese music!"
...
As most people on the Internet watched the show, the two sides began to confront each other.
At the concert, Huahua finally ended his "cancer"!
At this time.
A staff member of the program team ran up to the stage and handed a printed text to Huahua.
"Ah! ? !"
"What? !"
Huahua looked at the A4 paper in his hand, his face full of excitement.
Then, he looked at the densely packed crowd and saw the fans on the big screen with doubtful faces. He raised the A4 paper in his hand and shouted into the microphone: "Tonight, the whole network is blooming for me!"
"Me!"
"We!"
"We are now the most popular on the whole network!"
"The most popular topic on the whole network!"
"We have finally reached the top!!"
"From today on, please be proud of me, you, all my Martians, and all of us!"
With Huahua's loud shouting, the fans present were even more passionate.
At this time.
I don't know who started it, but countless people followed suit and shouted in unison: "A gentleman becomes a minister, Huahua is the eternal god of Chinese music!"
"A gentleman becomes a minister, Huahua is the eternal god of Chinese music!"
"A gentleman becomes a minister, Huahua is the eternal god of Chinese music!"
The shouts shook the earth.
It was more grand than the "Eight-Nation Alliance Invasion" in the past;
It was more inspiring than the "Taiping Rebellion" in the past;
It was more crazy than the "Foot Basin Chicken Lugou Incident" in the past! !
Huahua felt like she was floating in the air.
It was as if,
It was as if the entire music scene in Daxia was just a matter of manipulation;
It was as if the music of the whole world was just like that;
It felt like the earth was just a ball...
But there was one person who made him feel like a thorn in his throat, like a thorn in his back, and like sitting on pins and needles...
He raised the microphone and shouted:
"Today!"
"We!"
"It will be..."
"The wind of the Chinese music scene!"
"The rain of the Chinese music scene!"
"The eternal myth of the Chinese music scene!"
"What Su Mo,"
"What Hamasakibe,"
"All of them will be trampled under our feet!"
"Today, at this moment, let's have a carnival together!"
Shaking his body madly, the microphone flew out of his hand while he was talking, and he didn't know where it went.Where to go.
The staff behind hurriedly came forward and handed over a microphone.
Huahua continued to shout: "Sound, play the accompaniment of "Fukua"! Let's get excited!!"
Such a carnival,
Such a god-making scene,
The great god must jump up.
As for copyright...
Someone will naturally handle it.
At this moment, the music has sounded.
Huahua knelt on the ground and began to perform the pinnacle of god-making!
"If someone asks me, I will tell you, but no one comes..."
With the singing, the fanaticism on the scene continued.
The roar of the fans changed several times at this moment.
It is true that "A gentleman becomes a minister in his own day, and Huahua is the eternal god of the Chinese music scene!!" This sentence is too long and it is too difficult to continue shouting.
A fan leader has taken the lead in changing the slogan of support and shouted: "Hua Di!"
Following her shout.
Other fans also shouted along.
"Flower Emperor!"
"Flower Emperor!"
"Flower Emperor...!"
The shouts continued, as if someone had really become the emperor.
The impact brought about by this directly shook the entire entertainment industry!
...
Early the next morning.
The car of Su Mo, Hamasakibe, Chen Xiao, and Liu Yajing had just arrived outside the gate of the training camp base.
Instantly surrounded by countless reporters, media, and bloggers who had been waiting at the door.
"Mr. Su Mo, can you accept an interview?"
"Mo Mo, I am your fan, can I ask you a few questions?"
"Teacher Hamasakibe, can you answer a few questions?"
"We are the media, I wonder if you can open the window and let us interview you?"
Around, many people were banging on the car windows and shouting in the car in a disorderly manner.
"Mo Mo, I'm going down..."
Before Liu Yajing finished speaking, Su Mo had already opened the door of the co-pilot, turned around and said: "Sister Jing, you go in first."
After speaking, Su Mo closed the car door directly.
"Everyone,"
"Dear friends from the media."
Su Mo shouted loudly, and the scene finally quieted down.
"Please make way for my car, and let me go in first. If you need an interview, you can interview me."
Su Mo walked to the front of the car, "Please make way for me,"
"Make way, thank you."
Seeing the car finally drive into the gate of the training base, Su Mo turned his head and looked at the media people, "Everyone, if you have any questions, please ask as soon as possible. As long as it does not involve other people's privacy, I will tell you everything I know.
Of course, please ask faster and in an orderly manner.
After all, I have to work too."
"I'm going to be late for work, but I will also be fined."
Su Mo's last sentence was obviously a joke.
Of course, this is in the eyes of others.
In Su Mo's own eyes, being late and being fined is a very reasonable thing in the cognition of the older generation.
Obviously, Su Mo is actually quite stubborn, otherwise, he wouldn't be so stubborn in wearing Zhongshan suits and sportswear, two kinds of clothing that don't match.
And as Su Mo said this, many people present smiled knowingly.
Probably, many of these people who laughed had been late before and had their money deducted...