As soon as many audience heard the enthusiasm they had just accumulated, it vanished in an instant.
"Are you kidding? You can have a big fight?"
"Damn it, I took off my pants and you showed me this?"
"The anchor you also too unintelligent? It’s just a matter of doing what you can’t get used to, doing what you can’t get used to. How can you be so timid? "
"That is to say, I can’t talk about you if I kill the chicken with Je sauce and show the anchor to the monkey!"
"You can’t just let that California Baylor go!"
"Just don’t have a few smelly money? I can’t believe that all of us can’t afford 666 golden dragons together? "
"The local tyrants in the live broadcast? It’s time for the party/country to need you!"
"We can’t just admit that we don’t steam steamed buns and fight for the anchor!"
"Life and death are not dry!"
……
At some point these guys got excited again.
However, unlike them, the local tyrants who were still active in Wu Liang’s live broadcast mostly chose.
The more I have given him a lot of money, the more silent I am at this time.
Wu Liang knows what’s going on. That man even Song Jikai can’t afford to be taunted, and his local tyrants should know something about him more or less.
Although they can spend a lot of money with Wu Liang at ordinary times, they will definitely not come out to confront that person at this time.
This is the horizon.
Those ordinary viewers who don’t know anything don’t understand how deep the water is. Of course, they can be indignant, but they can shout "revenge" for a moment.
However, those who are really rich and powerful will be more cautious because they know very well that if they are careless, they will fall into the abyss.
But Wu Liang didn’t know who that guy was until now.
Chapter three hundred and seventy Hide opponents
In the live broadcast, the audience was still talking about the "Baylor, California" event, but Wu Liang had already sung a song.
He doesn’t know how powerful that "Baylor, California" is or what he has against himself, but he knows that no matter what these audiences do, they can’t move that person.
Even the Duke and Duke of Song dare not provoke people. What’s the matter if a group of flat-headed ordinary people say it badly?
He might as well sing directly if he talks nonsense with Shi Lang with them.
Because every time he sings, he will feel that his heart is free, and he can temporarily forget the troubles outside.
But the trouble didn’t disappear because of his singing.
Wu Liang received a very bad news the next morning.
Wei Zhongqun hurriedly called to tell him that the concert venue they rented was occupied by others!
"How did this happen?" Wu Liang asked in surprise, "haven’t we all signed the contract? How can we give it back to others?"
"It is said that the other party bid higher and the other party is willing to pay all the liquidated damages," Wei Zhongqun replied angrily.
"Who is the other person?" Wu Liang thinks there is something wrong with this matter. It feels like … it’s personal.
As a result, Wei Zhongqun replied, "Luo Jie rented this venue and it is said that he also wanted a concert."
Luo Jie?
Wu Liang soon remembered this guy.
When I was filming with Zhao Long, I played dirty with myself at the football field on the top of the Gangcheng Mountain, and I was turned upside down by myself.
This guy wants a concert, too?
Wu Liang vaguely remembers that this guy seems to be born as a singer, and he once spent some time with a Korean men’s team, but later he canceled his contract and returned to China to develop. Now his main attack is the film and variety market.
But his identity concert also makes sense
But what happened that he and himself saw the same venue?
You know, Wu Liang didn’t rent this venue specifically for concerts in Daxing Stadium, because those large stadiums usually have tens of thousands of seats. Wu Liang rented a small room gymnasium for his first concert because he was afraid that his tickets would not be sold out.
There are ten such venues in Chang’ an, not one hundred. Luo Jie happened to rent this by himself, and he would rather pay a high penalty than rob it.
Wu Liang smelled a strong revenge from it.
Could it be that guy deliberately made trouble because of the humiliation of the hilltop stadium in the port city?
He suddenly asked Wei Zhongqun in his heart, "When is his concert?"
Wei Zhongqun stared blankly for a moment. It seemed that soon he became angry from embarrassment and said, "Damn the 10th!"
It’s true that Wu Liang’s concert is also scheduled for the tenth.
This is gallants!
"Ha ha interesting!" Which know hear Wei Zhongqun Wu Liang did not show anger but narrowed his eyes and laughed.
"Is he so sure to eat me to death?"
Wei Zhongqun said disdainfully, "Then he thinks too highly of himself. Whether he is better than singing or he is no match for you, I don’t know who gave him the courage to provoke you in this way."
"Maybe people feel that people are so popular that they can pull the audience with just one face?" Wu Liang sarcastically laughed
"What shall we do now?" Wei Zhongqun echoed with a sneer and asked Wu Liangdao
"Is it still coming to find his venue?" Wu liangwen
"It should come," Wei Zhongqun replied. "The stage equipment is all ready for the performance company to pull directly when the time comes. It won’t take long to actually set up the stage."
"That’s good," Wu Liang said. "You should find another venue as soon as possible, and if possible, you might as well be a little closer to the current venue."
"Closer? Do you want to … "Wei Zhongqun stared blankly for a body and immediately burned a fiery fighting spirit.
It seems that Wu Liang is not without temper and bullied by others to the forehead!
He likes this kind of response. Although he is now nearly forty years old, there is still a spirit in his bones. Without this spirit, he can’t support the focus culture today alone.
Wu Liang’s response is exactly what he wants to see. Are you going to step on me? Well, you have to be prepared to be kicked to your feet!
Although he doesn’t understand Wu Liang’s feud with that Luo Jie, since that little guy declared war on them first, of course he will fight back, and others will think that their focus culture is easy to bully and give them trouble all day long.
Wei Zhongqun quickly found a new venue not far from this gymnasium.
This is a one-room badminton stadium. The area is small, but it can seat thousands of people with a little cleaning.
Although it is compared with the former venue hardware method, Wei Zhongqun believes that with the quality of Wu Liang’s concert, the small meat that is overreached will be smashed into slag.
And Wu Liang also quickly catch up with him to implement the venue, after two people came to the front of the venue.
When the person in charge of the venue learned that the two of them were coming again, they quickly came out to apologize, bowing and handing out cigarettes, and explained awkwardly, "You two must be sorry, mainly because when they left, our big boss made a speech and there was nothing we could do."
Wu Liang nodded indifferently and said "understanding"
But he didn’t pick up the person in charge and waved his hand, "I don’t smoke, thank you."
The person in charge withdrew his cigarette in embarrassment and smiled wryly.
"By the way, how much did they pay for renting this place?" Wu Liang suddenly asked curiously
The person in charge convulsed his mouth twice, and finally raised two fingers and said carefully, "I shouldn’t have told you, but we also have something wrong with this matter. I can tell you quietly, but don’t tell anyone."
Then he lowered his voice to Wu Liang’s ear and said, "Two million."
"psst!" Wu Liang gasped in a gasp.
Two million?
Is it enough to rent a large stadium with 100 thousand people?
It is said that the country has recently built the most modern capital Olympic Sports Center, which is only 30 thousand a day. Their price for building a small gymnasium is already several times higher.
