Chapter 501

Bai Tang sat there with his hands crossed: "I think those guys who don't want to participate in my music festival must be in a hurry to be reborn or something happened at home. What do you think of them?"

There was an uproar at the scene!

Zhao, a senior reporter of Sihai media, can't help shouting: "Mr. Bai Tang, are you blatantly cursing those musicians who don't come to the concert?"

Other reporters also followed suit: "it's too much. I've never seen anything like this!"

Bai Tang didn't say a word. He raised his finger arrogantly and shook it.

With a buzz, the huge screen on both sides of the grass flickered.

A real-time news of "Shanhai TV station" appeared.

"According to the latest news from the us front reporter, Mr. henderone, a world-class DJ and famous music producer, encountered a serious car accident on his way to the event. We can see from the live video that his hands were stuck in metal fragments, and his eyes were seriously burned..."

The grass is dead!

Is this the latest news from the United States?

According to the time difference, it's less than 5 a.m. in the United States. How can the news spread so fast?

But more surprising news continued to air: "Grammy radio star skillboy was found to have overdosed and died in the apartment of a prostitute on the street in New York..."

Two international celebrities who refused to attend the concert were killed and injured?

After a full 15 minutes, the media friends standing on the grass confirmed the news through foreign colleagues and social media.

But neither the foreign media nor the social media reported in such detail as Shanhai TV. Shanhai's reporters even directly photographed the dead bodies at the scene of the car accident and the apartment.

It gives people the feeling that... It's like these mountain and sea reporters are ready in advance at the scene of the incident.

People who have a little brain in the field think it's not right.

There are a few reporters who are ready to leave the scene, subconsciously stop.

Bai Tang was still sitting there, his hands crossed in front of his chest, and a shadow covered his handsome face.

On the silent grass, there is only the sound of the wind.

Then Didi's cell phone rings.

After the first bell rings, there is a buzzing and vibrating sound, and all kinds of bells gather together.

All the reporters and the media came up with their cell phones.

At this moment, as if rehearsed in advance, the whole network was bombed by continuous revelations.

Microblog, QQ group, online today, daily hot

These cover the whole of China's social media crazily put melon!

People who eat melons celebrate the new year directly.

"It is reported that the lead singer of a well-known folk band was taken away by the police on the spot, and the white powder washed into the toilet was found at the scene."

"Chaoyang people make contributions again, two senior musicians play stimulating games with four women and seven men in a community... The video has spread, and the police remind them not to click on similar websites, be careful of Trojan implantation."

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Seven hot stories in a row, all super scandals.

In less than an hour, all the bands that refused to attend Daji concert fell apart.

The grass was dead silent again.

Bai Tang looked at Qingqing faintly: "who prepared the list of singers invited this time?"

Qingqing coughed and looked at the lark.

Skylark lowered his head: "I prepared it."

"Next time, you can make a new list. I'll invite them here on the spot!"

Skylark and Qingqing look at each other, helpless and confused.

Don... He's been a different man since he got out of the fog.

Let's talk about hegemony. In recent days, he patiently taught all the affairs, and built the business system of Shanhai Association and Qingfang consortium hand in hand. He personally handled all the details.

He doesn't sleep every night, and sometimes he plays disappear.

And these days, neither of them has seen him smile!

After last night, I don't know what happened. He was even more gloomy. No matter where he appeared, he seemed to have a kind of anger and sadness to destroy everything.

Thinking, the two women have made a new list.

Bai Tang took a look: "again, what kind of rubbish are these? Want the best!"Next, reporter Zhao of Sihai media sneered: "if you have the ability, please ask Andrew to come!"

Who's Andrew?

Skylark and Qingqing have never heard of it.

But the senior media people in the field are all making the sound of stealing.

That is the top player in the European and American music world. Since his debut, he has not even participated in the Grammy Awards ceremony. He is extremely conceited and almost lives in seclusion.

Not to mention Chinese music programs, even European and American shows are not invited.

Everyone looked at the white Tang Dynasty.

President Bai finally showed a little satisfaction: "this is very good!"

A private phone number from New York State appeared on skylark's mobile phone.

She dialed her cell phone in a hurry.

A yawning voice came from the phone: "no matter who you are, you'd better have something important, or you'll be cursed!"

"Mr. Andrew, we'd like to invite you to a music festival," the skylark said in English

"Go away! I've never been on a show, and next time it's boring, please call my agent! "

Bai Tang motioned the skylark to step back and gave a faint smile to the phone: "Mr. Andrew, you seem very tired?"

A rude response came from the phone: "that's rude. Who are you? Today's American show? Or situ Xiu? "

Bai Tang said coldly, "Mr. Andrew, turn on your computer and have a look. It has the address of our concert and a special video attached

Ding Dong came from the phone.

Soon there was a roar of horror.

Bai Tang said indifferently to his mobile phone: "at 1 a.m. Eastern time, you're playing crazy with that little Virginia boy, but no matter how tired you are, you still have the strength to sing."

Across came a heavy gasp: "fuck, oh no, who the hell are you?"

Bai Tang is indifferent: "do you want me to give the video to your wife? And your three lovely children? Let's see how my dear father had a deep communication with the little boy

“FUCK！ Wait, wait, let me see, go to the concert now? Or in China? I don't even have time to find a private plane. You have to give me time! "

White Tang finger flicked the phone: "Mr. Andrew, now, stand up from your yellow stool sofa!"

"What, how do you know I'm on the couch?"

"Of course I know. Now that you stand up, go away from that ugly dog and take three steps to the West!"

The breath on the other side of the phone became more and more urgent: "you, who are you? How do you know where I am? My dog... Are you watching me

There was a smash on the phone.

Bai Tang waited patiently.

After a while, Mr. Andrew's footsteps came, staggering and trembling.

He seems to have taken three steps and then screamed.

Bai Tang is still indifferent: "now see? What's outside the window? "

"Oh my God, is this your plane? Holy Mary, how did this fly into the city? "

North American air defense seems to be over?

The plane from Shanhai just above the urban area of the United States?

This is a bloody invasion of war!

But Bai Tang hung up and looked at the stunned people below: "I'm afraid you'll have to wait 14 hours to see Mr. Andrew because of the backward carrier of air routes and planes, but it's worth it, isn't it? He's a legend with 14 Grammy trophies in his hand