novel for you Chapter 1182 What? A pirated Ye Lan is no longer Ye Lan?
Chapter 1182 What? A pirated Ye Lan is no longer Ye Lan?
“Fake~~~~~sing!!!”
"Refund!"
Don’t be fooled by the fact that this skinny guy has no flesh on his face and looks like he has kidney deficiency.
But this voice was filled with the desire of "Director, I really want to make progress", and it was very loud.
Like a wild cat in heat late at night, like a wild dog with its tail stepped on.
Immediately, it attracted the attention of people nearby.
They saw a tall, thin man in the VIP area, standing on a chair, waving his arms excitedly, as if he was a bottom who had been abandoned by a scumbag.
“Lip sync!!!”
"Are you worthy of me?"
“Are you worthy of your fans?”
"Refund!"
"Refund!!! Tickets!!!"
His voice became louder and louder, and because he was close to the stage, his voice spread throughout the audience through the microphone in Qin Xun's hand.
Suddenly, there was a noisy sound in the stadium.
Some people were condemning the thin man, some were condemning Qin Xun, and some were shouting for a refund.
Qin Xun remained calm and continued singing.
"A tear ah ah ah"
“That’s me ahhhhh”
The song entered an interlude, and Qin Xun looked at the thin man with a smile on his face.
The thin man looked at him, felt provoked, and glanced at Director Wang secretly.
Director Wang's face was gloomy. He raised his right hand and waved it down vigorously, signaling him to roll down.
In the workplace, no one likes people who are too flashy!
But the thin guy misunderstood it, thinking it was a domineering gesture to chop off a head with a knife and let himself charge forward.
He stood on the stool, turned around, and saw tens of thousands of spectators densely packed behind him. His heart trembled and he felt a little timid, but then he comforted himself.
Oh shit!
Fortune and wealth are achieved through risk, so give it a try!
The thin man shouted at the densely packed audience behind him.
"Comrades!"
"Unite!"
"Don't let him fool us and make this dirty money!"
"We need respect!"
“No lip-syncing!”
"Refund!"
……
The king looked up at the thin man, and seeing this guy jumping up and down, his face became even gloomier.
He was worried that his identity might be discovered, which would arouse suspicion among netizens and trigger large-scale online public opinion.
Everyone will suffer the consequences.
After all, Qin Xun has never lost in an online war of words.
After his heroic act when the plane crashed, Qin Xun's popularity increased and he gained more and more crazy fans.
Other young idols’ fans are mad dogs, but his are different, they are hyenas.
Not only is it crazy, but it's also united and obscene.
By then, they went crazy complaining.
Regardless of right or wrong, who will be held responsible for the damaged reputation of the department?
As the thin man danced and shouted, more and more audience members shouted too, joining in the fun.
"Refund!"
"Refund!"
“Lip sync!”
"You can at least be serious about fooling me. If you are serious, I won't mind it!"
"If you can't sing, don't sing. Take a break!"
"Pay back the money!"
"Making dirty money, rotten asshole!"
"Brother, come on!"
"Don't worry about them, I won't retreat!"
"What right do you have to accuse my brother of lip-syncing? Aren't there fewer people imitating Ye Lan's voice on the Internet?"
"Oh hey, you're still licking!"
"They all bought tickets just for Qin Xun, aren't they here to support him?"
"Don't mess around, I'm here for Ye Lan!"
……
The stadium was divided into two factions, arguing so fiercely that no one cared about Qin Xun who was singing on the stage.
As Qin Xun's personal assistant, Xu Luoluo became anxious.
She jumped up from her chair, walked through the rows of people to the thin man, and spoke urgently with her head raised.
"Brother, brother!"
"My President Qin is not lip-syncing, not lip-syncing!"
"Stop talking!"
"Otherwise I will sue you for defamation!"
Director Wang glanced at Xu Luoluo, coughed twice, and stretched out his right hand and pressed down twice.
The thin man heard the cough and saw Director Wang's actions, and gave him a firm expression that said "I understand you".
Crush to death!
I know!
I watched half of the concert. Apart from the crotch grabbing and hip thrusting by Qin Xun at the beginning, I never saw him do anything out of the ordinary.
Now we must seize the opportunity to lip-sync and crush them in one go!
Give him a tight skin!
Let him know the rules!
After receiving Director Wang's hint, the thin guy suddenly felt that God had given him a great responsibility.
Hearing the growing "down with Qin" voices around him, he, who had been suppressed in the system for a long time, felt an unprecedented sense of accomplishment.
The thin man was getting excited. He stood on a chair, waving his arms rhythmically and shouting, like the leader of the proletariat all over the world.
“Lip sync!”
"Refund!"
“Lip sync!”
"Refund!"
suddenly!
A hoarse voice was heard nearby.
"Lip sync your fucking dick!"
The sound was loud, with the frenzy of a hyena pouncing on its prey.
The thin man was stunned. He turned around and saw a ball standing on a chair staring at him.
Your mother, your chicken, and your pussy again?
Are there such dirty words in the world?
Are Qin Xun's crazy fans really that crazy?
The thin man was thinking about what kind of swear word could match the word "bitch", when he saw an old lady climb up on a chair and stand up, shouting in a hoarse voice.
"You are talking nonsense!"
"Disrespectful to the Master!..."
"You are going to the hell of tongue pulling!"
"what!!!!"
Every time she cursed, she took a deep breath, as if she was about to die here at any time.
The thin man was scared and didn't dare to talk back, for fear of angering the old lady to death.
He felt a little depressed.
Depend on!
Is Qin Xun’s fan base so complicated?
Innocent girl!
Passionate young woman!
Too heartless!
It is worthy of being called the harvester of maternal biology!
……
VIP area.
Old Man Niu looked at the thin man standing in the row in front of him, reached out and touched his hair, and laughed out loud.
"really interesting……"
He tapped the arm of his chair.
Secretary Zhao stood up immediately, left quietly, found a deserted place, and took out his cell phone.
Another place.
Xia Zheng, Xia Shujie, Liu Jingya, Liu Gang and others were also discussing it.
"Is Qin Xun singing for real or lip-syncing?"
"do not know!"
"He has so many talents, he should be able to imitate other people's singing."
"But...given his personality, it's not impossible for him to lip-sync."
"Old Xia, you have a deep prejudice against Xiao Xun."
"Mom, I think Dad is right."
"What do you know, kid?"
"..."
Qin Xun noticed that the stadium was getting noisier and felt a little annoyed, so he raised his voice and started singing.
His singing voice came out from the speakers all over the stadium, much louder than before, but in a much lower pitch.
It's his own voice.
"Pointing at the moon with the left hand and taking the red thread with the right hand"
"Give you and me the love we wish for"
"In the moonlight ah ah ah"
"You and me ah ah ah"
The stadium immediately fell silent. The audience stopped arguing and all looked towards the stage with expressions as if they had seen a ghost.
On the big screen, after Qin Xun finished singing this part, the song entered an interlude.
……
Qin Xun walked two steps casually on the stage, shook his head slightly and smiled bitterly, then spoke while holding the microphone.
"Ouch!"
"What are you doing?"
He stood still, facing the front of the stage, and said with a smile.
"I really sang with my own voice, and you were unhappy again."
"This song is perfect for an ethereal soprano voice. A man's voice can't reach that pitch."
"Why, a pirated Ye Lan is no longer Ye Lan?"
The stadium was very strange. There were tens of thousands of people in the venue, but it was so quiet.