Quickly Wear the Face of the Devil

Chapter 55: The face of the king of music

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The original investment of 50 million yuan was added to 80 million in the end, plus the expenditure on audio, lighting, stage art, security, etc., it will exceed 150 million. However, the senior management of China Asia Entertainment Information did not express any objection. One is that Ou Zinan's talent is enough to shut anyone up, and the other is that no one dares to defy Sun Ximu's majesty.

It has become a habit for Sun Ximu Lei to visit the company every day after work. Even if there is an hour-long drive in between, he doesn't find it troublesome at all. He is standing outside the recording room at the moment, staring through the glass window at the young man who has become ecstatic once he is engaged in music, his expression is unprecedented concentration and tenderness.

The last chant was perfect. Qin Taihe first stood up and applauded, followed by the guitarist, bassist, drummer, and recording engineer... From their initial dislike to their current admiration, they have been completely conquered by the youth's singing and talent.

"You did a great job." Qin Taihe hugged the young man who walked out of the studio tightly and sighed sincerely, "Compared to your version, Ge Mengshu's "Because of You" is a piece of shit."

The young man smiled shyly, and the peach blossom eyes were filled with fine and dazzling stars.

Sun Ximu pursed his lips, strode over to separate the two, handed a can of warm milk, and said slowly, "The concert will be in three days, you don't need to practice any more, take a proper rest."

Zhou Yun Sheng took a sip of the milk and nodded obediently.

Sun Ximu's stern expression softened slightly, and continued, "There is a banquet tonight, I will take you to relax and meet some people by the way."

Is this planning to pave the way for the future? Zhou Yun Sheng hurriedly showed a grateful expression, nodded and said yes.

The two changed their clothes and went to a five-star hotel together. The host of the banquet greeted him in person, and the words were quite attentive.

"Go have something to eat, don't drink." Sun Ximu urged the young man into his arms, and his intimacy was astonishing. Everyone in the world knows that Sun Ximu is cold and has serious cleanliness. Not to mention shaking hands and hugs, even if others are a little closer to him, he will show an unhappy look.

It is unprecedented to hug someone so strongly right now, with warmth and eagerness in his eyes.

Without getting along for a long time, Sun Ximu seemed to know his hobbies and habits instinctively. He knows that he likes drinking milk and hates eating green peppers, that he is a fanatical pursuer of high-tech electronic products, that he loves to drink, but that he will show off when he is drunk... He knows too many things that he should not know. At one point, Zhou Yun Sheng had no choice but to suspect that he was his unnamed lover who would never disappear.

Therefore, Sun Ximu's intimacy, he never refused, but accepted it as a matter of course.

"What do you want to eat, I'll bring it to you." He tugged at the corner of the man's shirt.

"I'll eat what you want. Go, I heard Qin Taihe say you didn't eat dinner." Sun Ximu was surrounded by several partners and couldn't get away, so he had to let the young man leave alone.

Zhou Yun Sheng nodded, squeezed out of the crowd and came to the eating area to choose what he liked to eat.

"Zi Nan, you are here." A pretty girl walked up to meet her, her face full of surprises.

The girl's name is Guo Aini. She is a newcomer currently supported by Times Records, and she is also the person that Ou Zinan once liked silently in her heart. Guo Aini knew very well of his admiration, but pretended not to notice, instead she wanted to use his relationship to cling to Lin Siqing.

It seems like a coincidence that the two met here.

Zhou Yun Sheng only glanced at her lightly, then continued to choose food.

"Zi Nan, how did you meet President Sun? What is your relationship?" The girl's eyes flashed with greed.

Zhou Yun Sheng didn't hear it, he walked to the dining table and sat down to eat.

The girl persevered and followed, smiling coquettishly, "Zi Nan, why are you ignoring me? You said you wanted to release evidence at the concert, is that true? Did you really write that song?"

Zhou Yun Sheng ate a matcha cake, wiped his mouth gracefully with a tissue, and said coldly, "Guo Aini, don't bother to find out information for Lin Siqing. Go back and tell him that Ou Zinan will definitely step him into the mud and let him live his life. I can't even turn over."

Strong hatred gushed out from the dark eyes of the young man, frightening Guo Aini. It wasn't until the young man walked away that she quickly took out her mobile phone and sent this sentence to Lin Siqing intact.

Lin Siqing had repeatedly asked Ou Zinan if he still had the original manuscript, and Ou Zinan definitely told him that he had none, so he let his agent push Ou Zinan to court. This junior brother was so well protected by Ou Yibai that he was so naive that he would never lie to him.

So Lin Siqing scoffed at these words, and sighed at the manager, "He thought that he could turn the situation around by climbing on Sun Ximu's bed, which is too naive."

The agent sneered, "Yeah, he still has the guts to hold a concert, so I'll take it. With 50,000 people, a single spit can drown him."

While the two were making fun of them contemptuously, Sun Ximu, Yun Zhiyuan and Ge Mengshu met on a narrow road at the banquet.

"Mr. Sun is going to eat? We're hungry too, let's go together." Yun Zhiyuan smiled politely.

Sun Ximu didn't even give him the corner of his eye, and walked straight to the young man who was drinking at the bar.

"Mr. Sun, no one knows Ou Zinan better than me. No matter what your reasons are for helping him, I have to say that you may suffer the first fiasco of your investment career, and a concert of 50,000 people will become a A grand farce. Instead of throwing 80 million into the water for nothing, you might as well stop as soon as possible." Yun Zhiyuan warned sincerely.

Ge Mengshu smiled lightly, and glanced at Ou Zinan with full of ridicule and contempt.

Sun Ximu finally stopped, turned his head to look at the two of them, and said word by word, "People say that I am the god of investment, Sun Ximu, and I agree with that. You will know how much Ou Zinan is worth in three days. look forward."

The two of them were frozen by his strong self-confidence and cold eyes. It took a long time for them to recover. When they looked up, they saw him walking quickly to the youth's side, wrapping one arm around the youth's waist and receiving the other with the other. After passing his wine glass, he took a sip from the place where he drank. His lips brushed the youth's jet-black hair and jade-white auricles intentionally or unintentionally, with a gentle expression on his face.

His way of expressing his feelings is characteristically restrained and straightforward, making it impossible to ignore or resist. Such a strong, ruthless man was so soft and paranoid when he fell in love, which surprised many people.

Ge Mengshu took a deep look at Ou Zinan, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more contemptuous. Stay tuned, right? Well, she waited to see the scene of Ou Zinan crying and crying. The vision of the investment god is nothing but the same!

Zhou Yunsheng adjusted his body data up again. On the day of the concert, the staff were all pleasantly surprised by the vitality he radiated.

He is changing clothes backstage at the moment, the close-fitting leather pants outline the straight and slender legs and the upturned buttocks.

Sun Ximu ended a business negotiation as quickly as possible, and rushed to the scene.

"Are you nervous?" He put on his coat for the young man expressionlessly.

"I'm not nervous, I'm looking forward to it." Zhou Yun Sheng looked up at him, his peach blossom eyes were very bright because of excitement, brighter than the stars in the sky.

"That's good. Go, I'll watch you here." Sun Ximu managed to suppress the urge to kiss his eyes, and pushed him towards the elevator leading to the stage.

Zhou Yun Sheng took off his jacket, put on a tailored black T-shirt, and turned around and gave him a charming smile.

Outside the venue, the crowd is slowly pouring in. There are heavily armed police and security guards everywhere, and there are signs posted on the walls - there are cameras all over the place, please respect yourself.

Anti fans full of violent thoughts had to die, and could only attack verbally.

Some staff were giving out free light sticks, but they were all rejected. The audience said that their enthusiasm will never light up for people like Ou Zinan.

"Take it, even if it doesn't light up, it's fine to smash it on the stage." The staff joked.

After being searched and making sure that no harmful items were brought, the eyes of the spectators who entered the venue burst into flames, and they rushed over to grab the light sticks. The scene was lively for a while.

Half an hour later, the audience who were seated one after another had no plans to quiet down and listen to the song. They abused, taunted, screamed, and tried every means to spoil the concert.

The lights on the stage have not been turned on, and they seem to be deterred by their maliciousness.

At this moment, a high-pitched sound reverberated through the entire star hall, and then there was a fire that ignited by the collision of the continuous drum beats and the passionate electric guitar.

The stage lit up instantly, and Ou Zinan's handsome and extraordinary face appeared on the big screen. He closed his eyes and sang. This song has no lyrics, only chanting at will. The beautiful melody hit everyone's eardrums at once. Even if you are full of resistance and anger, you can't resist its magic.

The pitch went higher and higher, boiling the emotions of all listeners. They forgot about the noise, and they all stared at the young man who made the sound of nature on the big screen.

From C2 to C, even c3, c4, c5, he closed his eyes and sang to the climax with a high and clear voice. The background music was also replaced by a more luxurious symphony from drums and electric guitars.

The tide-like sound waves swept away towards the audience, like the sea under the moonlight, boundless; and like the starry sky, endless. Even if someone resists covering their ears, they have to be bewitched by its penetration, and then indulge themselves in this grand and luxurious music.

At the end of the song, the quiet needle drop of the star pavilion, which was already noisy, could be heard. The young man on the stage opened his eyes and looked at the pitch-black audience, panting and said, "Ou Zinan can't sing, that's a rumor. No matter what purpose you come to watch my concert with, I'll be there. Thank you for this. I will use my strength to light up the entire star pavilion."

The words fell without giving the antis any time to react, and immediately snapped their fingers to let the band play the next song. He will destroy everyone's nerves, tear their eardrums, and make this concert a memory they will never forget.