MTL - I’m Obviously Lowering My Favorability, Why Am I Being Chased By the Heroine?-Chapter 421
"Sister Nangong, there may be an accident at the concert, can you evacuate the people?"
Su Hao asked eagerly.
"What do you say will happen, don't talk nonsense here, our security work is very good!"
When a man in a suit heard Su Hao's words, he came over immediately dissatisfied.
"I trust him, is there a way to evacuate the crowd?"
Nangong Fenghua turned his head, looked at the man in the suit, and said seriously.
"President Nangong, you... this... well, but there is no way to evacuate."
The man in the suit was a little stunned, but in the face of the big money lord, he naturally had to make it clear.
"Why can't you evacuate?"
Nangong Fenghua frowned, instantly revealing a majestic look.
"Because... President Nangong, look at the audience below... There are people barking."
"If it wasn't for someone maintaining order, it is estimated that someone would be able to rush up."
The man in the suit wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and said with some difficulty.
"That is to say, the scene cannot be controlled."
Su Hao frowned slightly.
"Yes, if the singer stops, I'm afraid it will directly cause a commotion..."
The man in the suit wiped the sweat from his forehead, his face full of embarrassment.
It's not that he doesn't want to listen to the sponsor's words, but he has to consider the overall situation.
No one knows more than him how fanatical fans are when their idols shine.
"Little brother, I remember there was a halftime period."
"If you want to stop the concert, that's the best time."
Nangong Fenghua thought about it seriously and said.
Too many people, too many people, it is easy to mess up.
If there is trouble in such a place, there is a high probability of a stampede.
Such an event is something that no one wants to see.
"Five minutes, five minutes left, the song is over, and it'll be halftime soon."
The man in the suit said quickly.
He was quite unconvinced.
After all, everyone knows the influence of Tian Lai Song Ji, and sufficient security work has been done from the beginning.
Su Hao took a few steps and looked at the venue.
Yun Churan sang on it, and the fans listened fascinatedly below.
They looked very peaceful as they swayed their bodies gently with the singing.
But if Yun Churan's voice stopped, a considerable number of them would scream.
That's right, maybe there will be a lot of barking calls.
Speaking of which, some popular singers are really like snake exorcists in the Western Regions, who can control snakes to dance with a flute.
"A concert, isn't there an emergency plan?"
Su Hao frowned and asked.
He believed in his maid killer, whose instincts were unmatched.
If something really happened, I'm afraid it's too late to regret it.
"We're here... To be honest, this is the first time to hold a concert, but we have also prepared a lot of security."
"Everyone who comes in is checked in. It's very safe. Just rest assured, sir."
The man in the suit patted his chest and assured.
"Sister Nangong, I'm going out first, don't walk around here, be careful."
Su Hao warned.
The danger below is definitely higher than the backstage, he must go to ensure the safety of Mu Qinghan and the others.
If it really doesn't work, you can only take the people you know out first.
"Well, little brother, you have to be careful."
Nangong Fenghua said very gently.
Su Hao nodded and walked outside under the astonished gaze of the man in the suit.
Before waiting to be seated, Yun Churan's singing stopped.
The originally quiet space was instantly filled with various sounds.
Sure enough, Su Hao heard a very suspicious barking sound inside.
These people really don't know what to say.
Standing on the stage, Yun Churan adjusted his state and showed a smile when he saw Su Hao come out.
Hehe, thank you for not being late.
Look at these fanatical fans, there are many people who like this beautiful girl!
"Lord Diva! Lord Diva, I love you! Please be sure to associate with me!"
A man stood up with a loudspeaker, making a deafening sound.
Su Hao and the others, including Yun Churan, were stunned.
Bring a megaphone at the concert?
It's really yours!
And with such a strict admission, how did you manage to bring in the megaphone?
The mountain and tsunami in the audience stopped for five seconds with this roar.
Then, a very terrifying sound wave broke out in the theater.
"Go away! The singer is mine!"
"Lord Song Ji! I want to take you home!"
At first, a person was shouting, and he made a loud voice as if he wanted to tear his throat.
In this atmosphere, those unidentified audience members were also aroused and made various roars.
This absurd look is simply the scene of the loss of the siege.
The security guard hurriedly wanted to come over to maintain order, but now he can't control it.
The man holding the loudspeaker let out a grotesque scream and rushed towards the stage.
Many audience members also rushed towards the stage.
Su Hao could see clearly that although these people acted crazy, their eyes were very purposeful.
That is to say, they are not some rabid fans who have lost their minds, but want to disturb the hidden danger here!
Driven by these people, some real ardent fans also issued various roars.
Their eyes were bloodshot, and under the stimulation of herd mentality and Yun Churan, they wanted to rush madly.
Security did arrange a lot.
But no amount of security guards can stop so many audiences.
It didn't take long to resist, and the line of defense formed by the security was broken.
"I see. Is this the purpose of the mastermind behind the scenes? It's okay."
Seeing this scene, Su Hao breathed a sigh of relief.
To be honest, the pattern of this trouble is still small.
He also thought that there would be a group of terrorists wearing black clothes and hoods with submachine guns and explosive packs strapped to their bodies.
If it is just an ordinary person, it is not a big matter of life and death crisis.
Yun Churan looked at the fans howling and rushing towards him, and the whole person was a little frightened.
She stared straight at the approaching black crowd, her pretty face pale.
I have been a national idol for a long time, but I have never seen such a situation.
It's just too scary.
On the VIP seat, a woman with crossed legs watched the scene in front of her quietly, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
ostracize me?
I want to leave you with a psychological shadow for a lifetime!
Not only you, but also that woman, is it amazing to be rich?
Just wait, they'll give you a good look!
"Sophia, go and help Yun Churan, Sister Mu, you protect them, and don't let anyone approach!"
Su Hao made a decision immediately.
"No problem, Master."
Sophia stepped on the ground suddenly, and the whole figure rushed towards the stage like an arrow from the string.
"Little brother, where are you going?"
Mu Qinghan did not refute, but looked at Su Hao and asked.
"I'll go backstage and see."
Su Hao glanced at the direction of the backstage, and there was someone breaking in there.
This group of people is very purposeful, and there must be an organizer behind it.
He doesn't know who the organizers are behind it, but it can be expected that there must be their goals in the background!
Nangong Fenghua naturally noticed the commotion outside.
It is one thing to notice, but another to deal with it.
When the man in the suit saw someone rushing over, he immediately ordered the security to block in front of him.
But the fans wearing masks didn't want to stop, and rushed in with the advantage of numbers.
"Is this a strong defense force?"
Nangong Fenghua glanced at the man in the suit and retreated coldly towards the room.
The man in the suit let out a strange cry, but he was relieved to see that those who broke in did not embarrass him.
Luckily it wasn't for him.
It's broken, they seem to be going for the gold master!
The closed door began to be kicked constantly by this group of uninvited guests, with a posture that would never stop until the door was kicked.
These people are not fans!
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The doors to the theater are solid.
But that's only relative.
The first few strong men wore masks on their faces, so they couldn't see their faces at all.
They looked at each other and began to slam the door hard, and the door that was not made of iron suddenly made an overwhelmed sound.
It's not a fan, it's a gang of thugs!
