Dynasty is really useful.
This is something Lin Chen has sighed many times. In fact, if there is no dynasty, they will spend a lot of time in the process of handling cases on some useless data retrieval, and the efficiency will be much lower than now, but as long as there is that There are young people with always-on IQs. Many times, as long as they ask questions and ideas, they will quickly give answers, which is really too convenient to say.
And this is probably one of the reasons why Xing Conglian has always brought people by his side.
"Achen, do you see any milk tea shops over there? In the southeast corner, there is a Hong Kong-style milk tea shop. The perspective in front of the milk tea shop should be good."
The brisk voice of the young man came, and Lin Chen couldn't help looking at the time. He only spent about twenty seconds thinking and searching. He really didn't know where Xing Conglian found this African child.
"I see," he replied.
"I sent a software to crack WIFI to your mobile phone mailbox. If the owner of the milk tea shop doesn't give you the WIFI password, you can crack it yourself!" Chao added.
"Are you from Africa? How can you do business without WIFI now?" Xing Conglian scolded.
"Then it's also possible that you won't give anything if you don't buy it!"
"Isn't it enough to show the documents?" Xing Conglian said again.
Lin Chen quickened his pace and walked there. Hearing the voices of the two, he suddenly felt that even if there was a real problem, it could probably be solved.
"But if you crack it, wouldn't it be cooler and more technical?" Wang Chao retorted dissatisfiedly, and then smugly gave him popular science, "Achen, do you know that Mao must let you connect to wifi, because In an emergency, there are so many people on the scene. Once a major accident occurs, the GAV signal will be easily blocked. However, if the Internet facilities are not damaged by violence, it will be relatively smoother. How about it?"
"I think your concern panics me," he replied.
"Aiya, don't be afraid, no matter how dangerous the situation is, our boss has done it before. You have to believe that I will protect you in such trivial matters!"
Lin Chen turned his head slightly, walked along the periphery of the crowd, and walked towards the milk tea shop. Have you ever been in a dangerous situation
Then, he thought about it and asked in a low voice, "How dangerous is it?"
"For example, rescuing a batch of precious cultural relics under the pressure of air raids, deserts, terrorists, and dealing with other countries!"
"How about writing a novel?"
On the other end of the phone, Xing Conglian obviously picked Dynasty again.
Lin Chen smiled, it was a life like a novel.
Suddenly, he felt Li Jingtian's singing stop.
At the end of the song, the singer stabilized his breath, and his breathing was a little rough.
The audience began to scream, and the occasional excited shouts were particularly abrupt on the blank background sound.
Only to hear the singer let out a low laugh, the scene was instantly closed.
He said: "Today, thank you very much for coming..."
His voice was a little low, and although he couldn't see the situation on the stage clearly, Lin Chen could clearly feel the unusual sadness at the scene.
Logically, he should stop now and listen carefully, but inexplicably, he began to trot towards the milk tea shop pointed out by the dynasty.
"Do you know what floor the radio room in the mall is on?" He asked Dynasty on his mobile phone, "I need to go to the radio room."
"I don't know. All the records on the Ansheng International website do not have a broadcast room. I am looking for it, but are we going to bet on the top floor or the negative first floor?"
"What to bet, cut directly to the broadcasting system."
"Boss, can you be more civilized and cut off the broadcast system casually. Do you think you are a hacker?"
The two continued to quarrel on the other end of the phone, but Xing Conglian obviously no longer wanted to joke with the dynasty. He said coldly, "Do whatever I ask you to do."
"Okay, okay, don't be rude."
"Transfer the floor plan of the mall to another computer, I'll take a look." Xing Conglian continued.
But at this time, Lin Chen didn't have the energy to listen to them, because he found that no matter where the broadcast room was, he might have been too late to get there.
Li Jingtian was talking on the stage, but he couldn't see the specific situation on the stage because of the crowd.
"I know that something has happened recently that made you worry about me, and I'm really sorry, so even though the timing is also very inopportune, I still want to come out and thank you..."
The singer on the stage revealed his true feelings.
Lin Chen looked around. Fortunately, there was a row of dining chairs for people to rest outside the milk tea shop in front of him. He ran a few steps and stepped on one of them quickly, because the clerks were crowded around the railings to watch, and no one even came on. Discourage him before.
Fortunately, the wifi password of the milk tea shop happened to be written on the door of the shop. He connected to the wireless network and checked the signal, and it turned out to be full.
He hung up the phone, switched the communication method, and stood on the chair, looking down at the hall.
At this moment, the singer is bowing his head slightly, and he seems to be a little tired from the two difficult songs just now, so he is breathing lightly after saying a few words.
"Don't say that, don't be like Sedum!"
"Don't do that, Sedum we all know!"
Taking advantage of this gap, the girls responded one after another.
Just like their tender and sincere voices, the flashing lights on the scene also rose one after another, exploding like fireworks.
The singer suddenly raised his head, a bright smile appeared on his face, he grinned, revealing his white teeth, and a sweet dimple on his left cheek, he bowed sincerely, and then said: "Actually, it seems that I have said too much. , but it is too deliberate, I just want to say that right and wrong are free to judge, thank you very much for your support, I love you, really."
"Sedum!!! Sedum!!! We love you!!!"
The girls frantically waved the aids in their hands, they shouted, screamed, and some even burst into tears with excitement.
The shopping mall was noisy again, and a brisk prelude sounded from the speakers. Different from the previous two bitter love songs, this seemed to be a light and sweet love song. Li Jingtian waved to the audience and said with a smile: "This song is dedicated to you. My confession."
He smiled sweetly and the audience screamed again.
The scene became noisy again. Some people were clapping their hands in rhythm, some people were shaking their heads, and some people continued to take pictures.
Lin Chen pressed the phone against his ear, and the dynasty seemed to be reporting something to Xing Conglian.
"Boss, calculate it, the traffic at the scene is 200% of the load." The person on the other end of the phone paused, and seemed to see an incredible scene again, shouting: "Damn, why is Zheng Suo here again? Let people in!"
Hearing this, Lin Chen's eyes turned to the stage again. The atmosphere on and off the stage was very good, and the fans were singing briskly in tune with the singing voice.
Where is the problem
He looked at the row of black-clothed guests under the stage. Huang Ze and others seemed to be starting to stand up and were about to leave the stage. At the same time, the fans under the stage were waving their support lights. Under the stage, it seems that the on-site staff is arranged to come to the stage to lay flowers.
It was a bunch of green roses with lush branches and leaves, wrapped in pure black gold-sprayed paper, the girl wearing a mask and her face hidden in her long hair, making it difficult to see.
and many more.
Why do girls presenting flowers wear masks so they don't want to be photographed by others
But fans occasionally come to the stage, don't they want to take a photo with the star and hug, is it reasonable to cover their faces
"Xing Conglian, call Zheng Suo immediately!" Lin Chen resisted the urge to jump off his chair and rush to the fence, and shouted to the other end of the phone.
While speaking, the girl in the red dress stepped onto the stage, holding a bouquet of flowers, stepping on the brisk melody.
The singer on the stage also saw someone with flowers. During the interlude, he whistled in tune with the melody, and looked gratefully at the girl in the red dress who was on stage. His eyes were a little grateful, and even a little shy.
The audience almost fell into a sweet love atmosphere.
The distance between the two was getting shorter and shorter, and the breathing between them seemed to be clearly audible. Li Jingtian saw the green roses that covered most of the girl's face, and saw the girl's eyes that became bright because of her enthusiasm. It landed on the bow hairpin on top of her head, he thought to himself, if he hugged later, then his chin might just be on the hairpin.
"Thank you." He took the green rose that the girl handed him, and he responded with embarrassment, but before he could carefully observe the rose in his arms, he was hugged by the girl. As expected, his The chin just touched the top of the girl's fluffy and soft hair, and the rich scent of refreshing lemon shampoo and roses in the nose was intoxicating.
I don't know if it was because of the sudden embrace of the two on the stage that there was a commotion off the stage. In the crowd, his girly fans began to scream, and the girl's way of expressing her excitement was only screaming.
He wrapped his arms around the girl's back, and felt that the person in his arms suddenly stood on tiptoe, and a kiss with a slight rose scent was approaching. He was a little surprised, but it was too late when he wanted to avoid it.
The next moment, he felt that something was wrong on his neck, the girl's white fingers slipped from his neck, and in a trance, he felt that he was pushed away by the girl, and he, the big man, was pushed to the point of being a little unsteady.
Under the stage, there was chaos, still screaming, but the mood in the screaming changed.
No longer enthusiastic and excited, but terrified and helpless, those voices were very shrill, as if a giant palm caught those sweet throats, making the voice hoarse and fearful.
Is it the fear of death
what happened
Li Jingtian returned to his senses and looked for the girl who presented the flowers just now, but all she saw was the girl jumping off the back of the stage, her black hair drawing a graceful arc in the air, and then her figure disappeared into the safe passage.
His eyes looked back at the prosperous roses in his hands, and the other hand touched his neck, as if he had touched something moist and slippery. He wanted to open his mouth, but suddenly felt that there was no more hair in his throat. Half a syllable out.
The microphone fell heavily to the ground.
There was a deafening roar from the sound, and countless people at the scene covered their ears.
A drop of bright red blood dripped down his neck.