Luo Ling hung up the phone, his expression becoming terrifying.
Chen Ya and Jiang Xinhai looked at each other.
They all realized that the situation was becoming very bad.
"Lao Luo, don't be affected." Chen Ya patted his shoulder. "Right now, the concert comes first. We'll deal with this matter after the concert. I will definitely seek justice with you."
Jiang Xinhai frowned and said, "These must be Yingzi's fans. They are bullying you now because you have few fans. If you can succeed, you will never be bullied like this again."
"I know, I know." Luo Ling sat on the snow-white bed in the hotel, feeling a little dejected.
"Listen to me, get some rest, turn off your phone, and give it your all at the concert." Chen Ya looked down at his eyes, "Promise me, okay?"
"Yeah." Luo Ling said simply.
The two knew that there was no point in staying any longer, so they said goodbye to Luo Ling and left the hotel.
After walking a long way outside, Jiang Xinhai finally said, "For something like this to happen at this juncture, it's hard to say it wasn't intentionally orchestrated by Yingzi and the others."
"Even if we knew, it's just speculation," Chen Ya said. "There's no evidence."
"I'm so angry." Jiang Xinhai clenched his fists. "I used to think she was a celebrity and looked up to her, but now it seems like she's just a scum!"
Chen Ya shook his head and didn't want to comment.
After the two left, Luo Ling sat alone in the lonely room, with his head down, silent for a long time.
…
Nightfall. Hong Kong Coliseum.
The crowd was noisy.
The Hung Hom Stadium, commonly known as the Coliseum, is not actually red.
But anyone who comes here must be very famous.
This is a holy place in the hearts of countless singers.
Chen Ya and Jiang Xinhai came with the crowd. Jiang Xinhai wore a baseball cap, and under the cover of night, it was unlikely that his identity would be exposed.
"Daolang's fans tend to be older." Jiang Xinhai whispered to Chen Ya after observing the people around him.
"Not a fan," Chen Ya replied, "but a fan."
Because there were so many people, Jiang Xinhai held on to Chen Ya's clothes tightly. The two found seats in the front row and sat down. Although it was someone else's concert, Jiang Xinhai's heart was pounding with excitement.
"I wonder if Luo Ling is feeling better." Jiang Xinhai leaned close to Chen Ya's ear and said.
"I hope he's okay." Chen Ya said expressionlessly.
But when Jiang Xinhai saw it, he secretly clenched his fists.
He has already spent all his fortune. If Luo Ling's concert fails and his album sales plummet, both his and Jiang Xinhai's careers will be ruined.
It didn't take long before Luo Ling came on stage - he was still wearing his signature baseball cap and shirt, looking no different from his usual life.
Other stars would definitely spend a long time considering their attire for such occasions, but Daolang is different. He always wears a baseball cap and a shirt.
The audience applauded and screamed, and they didn't mind Daolang wearing such ordinary clothes.
Daolang is a pure singer and they are pure fans.
It doesn't matter what he wears.
Jiang Xinhai whispered, "He seems to be in a bad mood."
Chen Ya frowned and nodded.
Luo Ling on the stage looked a little...sad.
When the cheers subsided, Daolang finally spoke: "I'm honored to be here today."
"When I was singing in the nightclub, I dreamed countless times that I would be able to stand here."
"Because for me, only when I stand here and sing can I be considered a real singer."
"Then please listen to my first song, 'Punishment of Impulse.'"
The guitar and cheers sounded together, and the atmosphere on the scene immediately became lively.
Jiang Xinhai covered his mouth excitedly and said, "It feels more exciting than I imagined."
"It's really exciting," Chen Ya said. "It's directly related to whether our 'Encounter' will be a smooth or difficult birth."
On the stage, Daolang has already started.
"That night I was drunk and held your hand,
Talk nonsense.
Only concerned with the repressed thoughts in my heart,
Expressing wildly..."
Jiang Xinhai listened blankly.
The lyrics were so earthy that she was stunned.
"Daolang married his ex-wife when she was 19 and she was pregnant," Chen Ya said. "A few days after the child was born, his wife ran away, so this song came about."
"Ah? 19 years old?" Jiang Xinhai was a little surprised. "Doesn't that mean she gave birth to a child when she was one year older than us?"
"Yes, but there's ambiguity in your words. I don't want to have a baby with you next year."
Jiang Xinhai's face flushed red, he grabbed Chen Ya's ribs and pinched them, grabbed his arms and slapped them, and whispered a threat:
"I kill you!"
Then, she covered her face while singing, "Just thinking about your beauty, smelling your fragrance, struggling and wandering in the passion of ice and fire."
Luo Ling didn't seem to be affected by the previous events. He sang with great devotion, and a smile appeared on his face from time to time.
When he sang the last high note, Jiang Xinhai finally showed an expression of surprise.
"I didn't expect his high notes to be so good!"
"Yes," Chen Ya said, "He's a contestant who can hold his own on the high C note. He's not worse than you. It's just that due to his age and timbre, his voice is a bit weathered, and his singing style is very limited, which causes many people to subconsciously overlook his singing ability."
He turned to look at Jiang Xinhai and said seriously, "Xinhai, anyone who can hold a concert in this place is not simple. You also have great potential for growth. You must study hard."
Jiang Xinhai nodded seriously.
Soon, she entered the learning state.
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