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Chapter 1173 Pressure

"It's okay." The person in charge here saw that the planner came and spoke immediately.

Wu Yun frowned slightly and said to the yelling man, "Tell me if you have something to do, I'll solve it for you."

The man looked at Wu Yun's dress and said, "You are the boss, I accidentally lost my ticket. This is the record of my ticket buying online. Look, this is indeed the ticket I bought, why don't I let me go?" The man asked loudly.

Wu Yun looked at the ticket purchase record on the mobile phone screen, then frowned and looked at the person next to him, "Let him go over."

"But this is a rule set by the company. You can't give it to me without a ticket." The man was also a fool. The planner said it, but he won't give it to me.

Sure enough, Wu Yun's face suddenly pulled down, "The rules are determined by people, and they are also changed by people!"

After hearing this, the man pointed at the person who blocked him, "Did you hear it? Get out of the way! Elm head!"

After saying that, the man went in.

Wang Lang waited for the man to leave before he walked inside with the ticket.

After checking the ticket, Wang Lang crossed the bridge halfway, Wu Yun suddenly called Wang Lang.

"Can I give me a look at your ticket?" Wu Yun asked.

Wang Lang blinked and glanced at Wu Yun, "No."

Wu Yun was so choked by Wang Lang's words.

I finally managed to make it through and became a project planner. This time I also made tens of millions of big projects. I have achieved such great results at a young age. I can indeed stand up straight and look down on many of my peers.

But this outfit is not as expensive as her shoelaces, so I choked her twice in a short period of time, which made Wu Yun feel uncomfortable.

Wang Lang swayed into the island.

There are only one hundred booths inside, which is specially designed. It sounds super good in it, and it feels like a singer sings for the VIP alone.

Wang Lang's ticket was easy to come by, so there was no seat at all. However, Wang Lang's face was not ashamed to sit anywhere, and he could just find a place to sit.

Besides, Wang Lang came here not to listen to music, but to inspect.

His ears moved, turned his head and saw Wu Yun and his group of people coming. Wang Lang pretended to be anxious to pee and pretended to be looking for the bathroom everywhere.

"Is there something wrong?" Wu Yun walked over.

"Where is the bathroom?" Wang Lang asked,

"there."

Wang Lang directly urinated in the direction pointed by Wu Yun.

After walking around the island, it was much better than I thought. It seemed that the island had been laid out with great effort. There were many tree houses on the island. Wang Lang checked one by one. The safety of the tree houses was still passed. As long as the strong winds above level 7 or above, they could stay on the trees well.

There is no tsunami in this place. It belongs to the shallow sea area and is quite far from the deep sea area. Wang Lang saw a very far away place with a deserted island, and his mind began to become active again. These are deserted islands in the eyes of ordinary people, but in Wang Lang's eyes, they are business opportunities.

Although many people are not short of money nowadays, and they buy tickets worth thousands of yuan if they say they want, Wang Lang feels that there are not so many tickets for listening to music, but the price can be adjusted in moderation in terms of extension products, and the quantity can be larger. Either the brand or simply the volume. However, relatively speaking, the volume is not cost-effective.

After going around, Wang Lang swayed out from the bridge. At the other end of the bridge, a group of people showed envious eyes when they saw Wang Lang.

After all, those who can buy tickets at high prices are rich people.

Xia Shuyao and the other two were waving the glow sticks slightly. Chu Lele's eyes were pointed and he saw Wang Lang walking down from the bridge with a swaying swaying. At that time, he pressed Xia Shuyao with his elbow and asked Xia Shuyao to see it quickly.

When Xia Shuyao saw Wang Lang, she was also quite surprised. She didn't expect that Wang Lang not only came in, but also went to the VIP VIP area.

The first singer on the island just finished singing a song. In the quiet, a girl's cry suddenly came from the audience.

"Bitch! Here!"

Everyone looked in the voice and found that there were three beautiful girls, and their voices came from the mouth of a weird girl.

Everyone looked at the girl's eyes and saw a lazy bald handsome guy who was trying to light a cigarette.

The lighter flames were still swaying from side to side, and Wang Lang's teeth were creaking and almost bit off the cigarette butt.

Tong Yaru and Ruan Yuxi, not far away, also looked at Wang Lang. Unexpectedly, Wang Lang also came.

Wang Lang extinguished the cigarette.

Sigh lightly.

I am about to be the most beautiful boy in the field at a young age, and I am under great pressure.

Ignoring everyone's strange gazes, Wang Lang walked straight towards Chu Lele and the others.

"How did you come in?" Chu Lele asked curiously.

"He walked in." Wang Lang said confidently.

"I'll just say this bitch is a trick." Chu Lele said.

Wang Lang really wanted to punch this stinky girl movie into the ground with one punch.

The singer on the stage is very thin, holding a big guitar, looking kind-hearted, wearing glasses, and smiling cleanly. Wang Lang learned from the people next to him that the singer's craftsmanship is Lao Shisan. He is very niche, but he has many loyal fans. As long as he becomes his fans, he is a loyal fan. Many of the people who come here today are watching him perform.

There are several singers on the stage who are veteran singers, and there are many fans. None of them have a newcomer, with more than ten, but they are not a brand. Wang Lang looked at these people and had other plans in his mind. Since he wanted to do it, he had to see this and go on, and it could not be just a glorious moment.

We also need to constantly explore new people, cultivate new people, and give them enough opportunities to show them. Folk songs are not niche, nor are they music that suddenly becomes popular and then unpopular after a stage of sudden popularity. It is alive and has a spirit, just like rock. Rock singers often say that long live rock and roll will never die.

The same goes for folk songs.

They are all singing about an attitude, a world, a view, and a phenomenon.

However, rock singers tend to roar and are more angry, just like unrestrained girls riding horses on the desert, while folk songs are like jassics in the small family, very literary, humming small tunes, telling the stories they want to tell, sad or happy.

After a few singers, the light suddenly dimmed on the stage, and then a ray of light was shining, and a person stood under the pillar of light.

Long hair, glasses, tall and thin.

"Corn and corn!!!" the fans screamed.

"Shh!" Yumi made a gesture of silence.

The strings were plucking, and the hoarse voice of corn came slowly.

“Whose lights are shaking;

Whose girl is laughing;

Whose native dog is barking;

Whose family’s food is floating in fragrance;

Mother……

The moon in a foreign land is curved;

The oil roads in a foreign land are wide;

The chariots and horses in foreign lands slowly;

The tall buildings in a foreign land are surrounded by high-rise buildings.

home……


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