A lonely brave man, I become the king of music

The surrounding staff all had shocked expressions on their faces, and a person in charge of viewing angle scheduling stuttered a bit.

"Director Luo. Advertisement at this time?"

Luo Yingxi looked sideways, and her tone became a little more serious: "I want you to cut off the signal and camera now, and put the advertisement!"

The person in charge instantly understood that the chief director should be forced by others, sighed and pressed the button.

A few seconds later, regardless of whether it was Huaxia or Hanguo, the audience who watched the gala through online media suddenly found that Li Mushang's performance was gone.

"What's the matter?"

"Has there been a performance accident at the scene?"

"What kind of plane?"

"I'm right there, okay!"

"Why is there an advertisement all of a sudden?"

Countless netizens from the two countries kept sending question mark bullet screens, and no one understood what was going on.

Exclamations also appeared in the originally quiet scene. It turned out that the person in charge of the perspective forgot to modify the live screen when switching, and now the live screen is also displaying advertisements.

This scene was also seen by everyone in the art troupe, and Liao Changjian and Zhao Qianling's expressions changed instantly, both of them knew in their hearts that an operation against Li Mushang was coming.

But never expected that Han Guo would be so blatant, and immediately cut off the performance after seeing Li Mushang's performance, it's really amazing!
Li Mushang on the stage also felt the changes in the scene, but at this moment, from his perspective, he still couldn't understand why the audience would exclaim, which was obviously unreasonable.

I lost my mind for a moment, but fortunately, during the interlude, I immediately adjusted and recovered.

"Call softly, and look up at the sky together."

"Finally, Qingtianyouyou is dedicated to you."

The performance was not affected too much, and Li Mushang still showed his charm on the stage.

Most of Huaxia's people who went to the scene were students studying in the cold country, and they still had a good understanding of new things, and they didn't know who turned on the live broadcast and used their mobile phones to shoot the scene a few seconds after the signal was cut off.

Only then did Huaxia's audience realize that it wasn't an accident at all, it was pure bullying.

Everyone felt an unknown fire in their hearts, and they cursed directly.

"It's really uncomfortable in Han Country if you don't do anything for a day."

"We treat each other with courtesy, and that's what they do?"

"I really feel aggrieved for Li Mushang."

"This party has let me down so much."

The same is true for the cold country. When the signal was switched, some viewers also took out their mobile phones to live broadcast or record.

But the effect is obviously not as good as that of Huaxia. There seems to be invisible resistance on the Han Country side to prevent things from fermenting. The webcast was banned immediately after it started, and the video was deleted immediately after uploading.

At this time, only the audience and a small number of fast-handed Hanguo Internet users knew the real situation.

They were also a little angry, and couldn't figure out why a Chinese singer was targeted like this.

Now that I think about the initial description of the incident between Li Mushang and Kim Jaepu by the online media, I can’t help but feel more doubts in my heart. Is this incident also fake?
It is still very easy to search for things on the Internet. Several netizens who understand Chinese gathered together and entered Huaxia's search engine to search for keywords, and their expressions changed instantly.

What happened was true, but it was completely different from what Kim Jae-pok told and Hanguo media reported.

"Jin Jaepu is touching porcelain, and he is vomiting blood from the air?"

"Li Mushang didn't know about this at all?"

"Brothers, it seems that we have dug up big news."

Back to the stage, Li Mushang stood in the center, looking up at his brother on the screen with adoring eyes.

The virtual projection reappeared, and the figure of the elder brother was standing not far away. He was looking at Li Mushang with a smile, as if admiring the "junior" in front of him very much.

The two of them picked up the microphone and sang together. Li Mushang didn't have a vocal line but preferred harmony, and handed over all the outstanding parts to the other party.

"Holding you, the original warmth will reappear."

"In my heart, childhood childishness has not been polluted."

"Today, I will try shoulder to shoulder with you again."

"The love of the past, now is adding freshness!"

The demeanor of the legendary king of Huaxia Xiangjiang, even today, is still amazing, and its peerless elegance is unparalleled.

Li Mushang in the center of the stage stared at his brother not far away with red eyes.

The opponent's figure disappeared without a trace again.

The stage became pitch black, just like when the song started, only there was a beam of light above his head.

There was the beeping of a phone call on the stereo at the party.

At this time, the restless crowd at the scene became quiet again.

There is only one thought in everyone's mind, that is, can this call to heaven be connected?

My heart couldn't help becoming nervous, and the phone was connected after a few beeps.

Brother's voice came from inside: "Hey, I'm Zhang Guorong!"

The familiar voice appeared, and the countless audience couldn't hold back any longer, and burst into tears and shouted in unison.

"elder brother!"

"elder brother."

"Brother, I miss you so much!"

Li Mushang went back to the very first step to climb up, and the harmonica was taken out again, and he was already in tears when he blew the final melody.

At the end of the melody at the end of the song, he picked up the microphone and looked up at the sky, speaking softly.

"Are you okay in heaven?"

My brother's voice came out again from the stereo: "I have always been happy, and I also hope that everyone who likes me is happy and happy."

"This is the only meaning of my existence!"

Beep beep beep. The phone is hung up and the show is over.

The last call was actually a message from some of Li Mushang's old brothers from Tobian's Band to help find Xiangjiang's old friends who had a good relationship with his brother.

The voice inside is not fake, but the voice of the real brother, but it has been reorganized, which can be said to be well-intentioned.

The performance was a great success, and the boos from the Han Country audience had long since disappeared. They all stood up and gave Li Mushang their own applause.

Smiling slightly, bowing to express his gratitude, Li Mushang slowly retreated backstage.

He heaved a sigh of relief, and finally fulfilled the task as expected.

I looked up and wanted to congratulate other colleagues in the art troupe, but found that the expressions on everyone's faces were not very happy and natural.

"what happened?"

Li Mushang asked in surprise.

Everyone didn't reply, senior brother Zhao Qianling stood up, sighed and said.

"Just when you were at the most exciting performance, Han Guo blocked your live performance signal."

"The viewers in the two countries who watched the live broadcast through media channels were all watching advertisements in the next few minutes."

Li Mushang was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect the organizers of Hanguo to be so worried, playing this game under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes?