Wuhan City, the Wuhuan Sports Center Stadium, is now brightly lit, with deafening music blaring from the speakers, and a huge billboard proclaiming "Hua Chengyu YYdS Concert".
Hundreds of security guards were on standby at the scene.
Is everything ready for the concert?
Hua Chengyu is putting on makeup at this moment.
The agent behind him answered calmly with a smile.
"Don't worry, Hua Hua, everything is ready for tonight's concert. It will definitely be a great success."
Meanwhile, outside the venue, the security guards and ticket inspectors were dumbfounded. They were on high alert, only to find that out of the 100,000 people present, fewer than 500 had arrived, and they were all women.
The concert starts at 8:30, and people should be here by now.
"Xiao Liu, check your phone. Is there a traffic jam nearby?"
The person in charge had organized dozens of concerts and had never seen such a bizarre scene. Damn it, where did everyone go?
"The report and map show that the area is very clear; there isn't a single car in sight."
The person in charge was stunned; it didn't make sense.
"Hey ticket checker, how many tickets did Hua Hua's concert actually sell?"
"More than 130,000 tickets? What's going on?"
The ticket checker was dumbfounded. They had sold 130,000 tickets, but only 500 people showed up when the concert was about to start. This was outrageous.
Which part of the process went wrong?
At this moment, online discussions are in full swing.
"Damn it, thank goodness I didn't go to Hua Chengyu's concert tonight. I just got a refund. Listening to Fengshen's songs is so awesome, and it's free."
"Holy crap, is the person upstairs also a Wu Han fan? They did the same thing as me. I quit too, haha. Damn, who the hell listens to Feng Shen's songs? I'm listening to him go crazy on stage."
"Haha, so there are so many fake fans here. I was wondering, if you're indifferent to people, why do you buy tickets?"
"Sigh... It's a long story. If my girlfriend hadn't forced me, would I have bought it? You guys don't know, that guy sang terribly on stage, and he was also acting like a madman, bending and stretching his limbs. It almost scared me to death."
"Holy crap, was the person upstairs also driven to this by their girlfriend? I threw up the moment I went there once. This time she was still pressuring me, so I just kicked her out the door and told her to get lost."
"Holy crap, I can't get a refund for my concert tickets! The official refund website is down."
"No way, how many people have cancelled their tickets?"
"Who is Hua Chengyu? How did he end up in such a miserable state?"
Some netizens asked enthusiastically, and after searching for it themselves, they were completely shocked.
Especially when he saw some idiots yelling "Hua Chengyu" and "YYdS" in the video, that shameless bastard even said, "Otherwise what?"
Netizens were outraged. "This son of a bitch isn't even worthy of carrying Chen Feng's shoes. How dare he call himself YYdS?"
So he sent a message directly to the company's main group chat.
“Listen up, Shengshi Group! Start with the top executives in every department and subsidiary and check immediately to see if anyone bought tickets to Hua Chengyu’s concert. Otherwise, get the hell out of here.”
It turns out this netizen is quite a big shot.
Shengshi Group was stunned. What's wrong with the boss?
However, they acted quickly; out of the entire group of 100,000 people, more than 100 people actually bought tickets and had them refunded on the spot.
Of course, the hardest-hit area for ticket refunds is still Wuhan.
The person in charge of YYdS' concert was in a hurry. He quickly logged into the official ticketing website to see how many tickets had been sold.
As a result, he discovered that he could no longer access the official website.
Holy crap!
"What are you doing in the tech department? Why can't I access the website?"
He called the technical support department.
"Mr. Yang, there's nothing we can do. They're trying to save him."
"Have you found the cause yet?"
"Everything was fine before, but around 7 o'clock, a large number of ticket refund orders came in, and the server couldn't handle it, so it crashed."
"What did you say? A refund?"
Upon hearing this, the person in charge stared in disbelief at the empty entrance, as if he had finally understood the source of this strangeness.
"Just get out of here, nobody's coming tonight."
"We can withdraw, but the wages still need to be settled."
Security guards surrounded them.
Suddenly, a dark mass of people surged out from in front of them—it was indeed those five hundred die-hard fans.
"What's going on? There are no lights inside, it's so dark and scary. Even if I love Huahua, I can't stand that kind of atmosphere."
"I just can't stand gloomy environments."
"What's going on today? There are only so few people. This is too strange. I have to run away right now."
"I'd rather listen to my classmate's suggestion to wait online for Chen Feng's songs. It's a waste of my money, and I need a refund later."
The person in charge stepped forward.
What are you doing here?
The group of people recognized the person in charge at a glance.
"You're in charge, right? Refund! We're not listening anymore."
Everyone pulled out paper tickets or their mobile phones.
After finally managing to get this hard-won group of people under his control, the person in charge heard the agent's voice in his ear.
"Manager, manager, come to the back office. There are a few power cords malfunctioning, causing the lights to be unable to turn on. Please discuss a solution quickly."
......
On the other side, Hua Chengyu, dressed in a white feathered bird costume, made his entrance.
When he thinks he's so cool as he leaps off the hidden elevator, he'll surely hear a deafening roar of shouts.
He did do that, but the scene seemed unusually quiet.
"Is the stage manager there? Where are the lights?"
No one answered him.
"Is the venue manager here?"
"The person in charge?"
The entire stadium was quiet and empty. A gust of wind blew by, making his hair stand on end and his back go cold.
Damn it, only now did he realize that there was no one in front of him, not even a ghost.
Hua Chengyu wet himself; he was terrified. In all his years in the industry, he had never seen such a bizarre and terrifying scene.
Where did his 100,000 people go? Where did his professional team go?
"Hey, is anyone there?"
Hua Chengyu's voice echoed in the empty stadium, a constant roar, hoarseness, and low murmur.
Meanwhile, the person in charge, the agents, and the staff are all busy repairing the circuits the day after tomorrow.
The idle staff and security guards also chose to run away without any sense of morality.
This is just a major incident; it affects not only Hua Chengyu, but all concerts across the country tonight.
One particularly insightful netizen pointed out: "Feng Shen is too awesome! No wonder all the singers on the internet are boycotting him. I would do the same if I were him. He's so good at stealing food; he's even stolen all the food."
The rock song "Blooming Life" ignited tonight's musical feast.
Soon, the second song arrived as promised.
The second single from "Wind Whispers," song type: R, title: "Funeral of Roses," lyrics and music by Chen Feng, sung by Xu Song.
(Note: "Funeral of Roses" Original singer: Xu Song Lyricist: Li Yijie Composer: Li Yijie)
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