The next day, May 1st, around four in the afternoon.
There are still three hours before Lin Yao's concert starts.
"Sorry, there are too many cars ahead and we can't get through. Please walk over by yourselves."
About two kilometers away from the Tansu Sports Center, on the roadside, the taxi driver said to Lin Ling and the boy.
"Okay, that's okay."
Lin Ling and the boy got out of the car, looked ahead, and couldn't help but stick out their tongues:
“Wow, there are so many people!”
I saw that the road next to me was full of cars and was completely paralyzed. Traffic control had been set up about one kilometer ahead, about the Tanmu Sports Center.
But even looking from here, you can still see dense crowds of people winding their way towards the sports center.
Lin Ling felt that this was the first time she had seen so many people, except during the Spring Festival travel rush.
"Those people online are saying 50,000 is too little. You have to come and see it in person to understand what 50,000 people really mean."
The boy next to him sighed.
"It seems like it's more than 50,000. I heard in the group that many people who didn't buy tickets have also come here, hoping to try their luck outside the stadium to see if they can get scalped tickets. Sister Fangfang even specifically urged everyone in every fan group to watch the live broadcast online if they don't have tickets to avoid being scammed by scalpers."
"But judging by the situation, I think Sister Fangfang's advice may not have much effect."
"Luckily, Sister Fangfang sent us tickets, otherwise we would have been stuck watching the live broadcast online."
The two talked as they walked, and soon arrived at the outskirts of Tansu Sports Center.
But there were too many people outside, and it was their first time here.
After following the map of the sports center posted online by Ai Yao Studio and circling around several times, I finally found the entrance.
However, there was a long queue at the entrance that seemed to have no end, so the two had no choice but to join the queue and wait for admission.
"Wife, sit down."
The boy took out a simple folding stool from his backpack, opened it, and asked Lin Ling to sit down.
"Thank you, husband."
Seeing many envious looks from all around, Lin Ling smiled sweetly and shyly, adjusted her glasses, and sat down on the small stool.
"Hubby, you sit down too."
Lin Ling said to the boy.
"No need, just sit down and I'll watch the live broadcast for a while."
The boy smiled, stood beside Lin Ling, took out his mobile phone, entered Penguin Video, and watched the live broadcast of the concert.
Many celebrities’ concerts sell the online broadcasting rights to some video platforms, so that they can earn some profits in addition to ticket sales.
Generally speaking, the live broadcast rights of a first-line singer's concert usually cost around two to three million.
Ai Yao Studio also operated in the same way, but because the live broadcast rights of Lin Yao’s concert were so popular, the price was forcibly raised to more than 6 million and was eventually acquired by Penguin Video.
At this time, although the concert had not yet started, Penguin Video had already started live broadcast, mainly showing the scene outside the Tansu Sports Center and the artists and audiences who were about to enter.
As soon as Lin Ling’s husband clicked into the live broadcast, he couldn’t help but exclaimed: “So many people are watching?!”
Lin Ling asked curiously, "What's wrong?"
The boy was a little shocked: "The number of people watching the live broadcast online is almost over 10 million, and it hasn't even started yet!"
"Of course, this is the charm of our goddess Yao!" Several girls who were queuing next to them were also watching the live broadcast, and they spoke proudly after hearing what he said.
"I heard that the highest number of online viewers for a live broadcast of a celebrity concert in China was 30 million. I wonder if Lin Yao can break this record?"
"Of course you can! My blind guess is 40 million!"
"Forty million is too much, right? I think breaking thirty million is already pretty good."
"Hey, do you think Fang Xiaole will come? If he suddenly confesses his love to Lin Yao at the concert, it will definitely cause a sensation!"
"Have you been watching the show too much? I've already said that the couples in 'Let's Fall in Love' are just for show!"
"This is good too. If my goddess Yao really fell in love with a stinky guy, my heart would not be able to bear it."
Several girls were chattering there.
Lin Ling and her husband looked at each other and couldn't help laughing. She took the boy's hand, asked him to squat down, and asked softly:
"Hubby, if Lin Yao really falls in love, can you accept it?"
The boy thought about it seriously and answered honestly: "If I were still single, I might not be able to accept it, but now, I don't care."
Lin Ling said coquettishly: "So you have had some bad thoughts?"
The boy smiled bitterly: "Who among those who like Lin Yao, regardless of gender, hasn't had this fantasy?"
Lin Ling adjusted her glasses and thought for a moment, "Okay, you're right, I forgive you."
"Wife, are you also..."
"whee."
"These people online are going too far. How can they randomly attack black people?!"
The young couple was whispering to each other when the girls next to them suddenly started shouting indignantly.
"What happened?" Lin Ling stood up and asked them.
"Isn't your boyfriend watching the livestream too? Go check it out! There's a lot of criticism of Lin Yao in the comments! They must be some shameless scammer's hired trolls!"
A girl said angrily.
Lin Ling quickly lowered her head to look at the boy's phone, and sure enough, she saw a lot of comments slandering Lin Yao in the comments section of the live broadcast of the concert.
Most of them are related to the CP of the program "Let's Fall in Love". It is said that Lin Yao and Fang Xiaole are obviously not a couple, but they pretend to be intimate on the show.
This is not only deceiving the audience, but also shows that Lin Yao is not as pure as she appears.
Many of the comments were extremely harsh, and Lin Ling became increasingly angry as she read on: "Are these all mad dogs?!"
The boy was much more rational. He quietly exited Penguin Video and went into Weibo. Sure enough, he saw "Lin Yao and Fang Xiaole are pretending to be intimate" on the hot search.
"Sure enough, someone hired the navy to blacken Lin Yao!"
Lin Ling understood that someone was obviously trying to discredit her on the day of Lin Yao's concert.
"Who is so hateful?"
The boy flipped through the trending searches and suddenly saw a title ranked ninth:
“The End of the Road” is set to be released!”
"Dead End? Isn't this Zhou Ming and Su Ying's new movie? Wow, it's released on May 29th. Okay, I quite like them."
Lin Ling looked at her husband curiously: "By the way, why are you showing this to me?"
The boy laughed and said, "Don't you know? 'The End of the Road' is a film produced by Shenxin Entertainment. They didn't promote it earlier or later, so why did they announce the release date on the day of Lin Yao's concert?"
Lin Ling immediately understood: "Is this Shenxin Entertainment doing this on purpose?! Their singers have always been suppressed by Lin Yao, so they hired online influencers today and announced the release date for 'Dead End' just to steal Lin Yao's popularity?"
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