"Everyone, we must follow Fengshen's instructions, evacuate the airport slowly, and avoid crowding."

"Yes, yes, since Fengshen has already left, we shouldn't linger any longer. This time, it has indeed caused inconvenience to many travelers."

"Are there any passengers who need to take a flight? Raise your hand and come to the front so we can escort you inside."

"Everyone started to evacuate in an orderly manner from the outside. I'm here as a volunteer for my Chinese language championship."

Just a few minutes later, countless people turned into volunteers to help clear the crowds. Chen Feng's fans were also very self-disciplined and followed the rules. Many passengers were given priority to enter.

A potential crisis was averted, which relieved the municipal party committee.

About six hours later, Chen Feng's private plane landed.

A few minutes later, Huayu's plane also landed, and coincidentally, they were arranged to land together.

After the group got off the plane, Li Qingning's expression was unusually grim, while Zhao Anqi's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

Because at this moment, they were at the very edge of the Japanese shrine airport, and to make matters worse, no one had come to greet them.

This is a blatant insult and provocation against China.

After landing on the runway, they clearly saw that singers from other countries were given a grand welcome by Japan, and even Koreans were presented with flowers.

As a result, the Chinese singers were not only led to the very edge of the airport, where weeds grew nearby, but no one came to greet them.

This is almost a group of people standing there bewildered after getting off the plane.

On the ground, Zhao Anqi walked up to Chen Feng with a dark face. "How do you feel about this kind of treatment?"

Chen Feng looked at Zhao Anqi: "Japan, a bunch of petty people, what do they know about etiquette and manners?"

"But this is just too much of a bullying."

Zhang Liangying was also very angry. They were standing on the ground and had no idea where they were going. This was outrageous.

Li Qingning took out her phone, made a call (not sure who she called), and after hanging up, said coldly, "They said they had no idea that the singers on our plane were contestants, and they've already sent a shuttle bus to pick them up."

"This is utter nonsense! Those Japanese brats are infuriating!"

Ying Hua's expression was also very unpleasant.

"How could a country be like this? It's simply unbelievable."

Lin Wei'er was indignant.

"Chen Feng, whatever our relationship may be in China, we are both representing our country in this competition, so let's cooperate. Although I, Zhao Anqi, may not have any great sense of national righteousness, I am still petty. Japan has gone too far."

Zhao Anqi said.

"Don't worry, I will crush their so-called arrogance under my feet and let the whole world know that they are nothing but a bunch of clowns." At this moment, Chen Feng was furious. This is too much!

Claiming they didn't know the singer on the plane was a contestant—such a lame excuse, one that they didn't even bother to hide—is clearly an attempt to intimidate China.

"Are you confident? Just tell me if you need any help. I've made up my mind. This time, Huayu doesn't care about rankings or competing with you, Fengyu. I'm going to crush the Japanese music scene. Mr. Yinghua, are you confident?"

Ying Hua looked angry, but upon hearing Zhao Anqi's words, he was momentarily at a loss: "The Japanese music scene has developed rapidly in recent years, and I am not very good at it, so we will have to rely on Mr. Chen Feng."

Everyone looked at Chen Feng.

"It's just trash. Since I, Chen Feng, have participated in this competition, I'm determined to win the championship. I'm going to make the global music scene question its existence."

Chen Feng has a strong foundation. He jokes around and brings up those globally popular English, Korean, and Japanese songs from Blue Star, aiming to crush the backbone of the music scene in various countries around the world.

"From now on, I will make all five major music industries in the world look up to me, Chen Feng, and look up to China."

So domineering, so awesome, so captivating.

At this moment, everyone regarded Chen Feng as a pillar of support and never doubted his abilities.

"Mr. Chen, just let me know if you need anything. I'm entrusting Mr. Yinghua and Ms. Lin Weier to you."

At this moment, Zhao Anqi chose to place her complete trust in order to protect her nation and country.

"Yes, Mr. Yinghua can help with writing lyrics and composing music. As for Ms. Lin Weier, I also have some songs that would suit her."

As a global superstar, Lin Wei's English is quite good, but Zhang Liangying is not so good at this. Originally, Chen Feng was going to sing these songs himself, but some of them sound better when sung by a woman.

With Lin Wei'er joining now, it can be said to be perfect.

"Alright, it's settled then. This time, let's put aside our past grievances and cooperate for the sake of our motherland."

Zhao Anqi truly deserves to be called the world's best public relations expert; every word she says is delivered from the highest perspective, leaving no room for criticism.

As the group chatted, they suddenly felt the ground shake. Looking up, they saw a yellow car approaching in the distance, billowing thick black smoke from its rear.

The pungent smell of diesel fuel could be detected from a great distance.

The yellow car braked suddenly and stopped in front of Chen Feng and the others. Only then did they realize that it was a dilapidated van, not a shuttle bus at all.

Japan has a developed economy, and its shuttle buses are white and very high-end, but now it seems that the other party did this intentionally. This is a blatant insult to a country.

Chen Feng noticed that there were some cameras hidden not far away filming this scene, probably wanting to send it out to the world to see how humiliating the Chinese singers were to participate in the competition.

After parking the van, the driver didn't turn off the engine, letting thick black smoke billow out of the exhaust pipe. With a screeching sound from the engine, he got out of the van; he was a short, greasy, middle-aged man.

He wasn't wearing any clothes on his upper body, and he had a tattoo of some kind of strange animal that no one knew what it was. His pants were hanging between his thighs, and a white rag was sticking out halfway, making him look extremely disgusting.

Considering there are four beautiful women here, the fact that the other party arranged for such a man to be their subordinate clearly shows their malicious intent. Moreover, the man has yellow teeth and smokes cigarettes, making him extremely lewd.

"Are you all from China participating in the global music competition?"

Zhao Anqi didn't speak. She looked at Chen Feng. Since she had chosen to cooperate, it was only natural that she would let Chen Feng handle many things, after all, she was a woman.

In China, women may hold a supreme position, but abroad, women are considered the lowest of the low.

"yes."

Chen Feng only said one word.

"Haha, yoshi!"

"Hello, these ladies are so pretty."

The lewd driver didn't even glance at Chen Feng. Anyone could tell that Chen Feng was the leader of this team of contestants, and the four beauties he had chosen—Lin Weier, Li Qingning, Zhang Liangying, and Zhao Anqi—were drooling.