What earthy singer?Please call me a middle-aged idol

Chapter 57 Final?It's just Zhao Mo's concert

The final of "Idol Creation Camp" will be held at the Modu Stadium at [-] o'clock tonight. Various lighting and sound equipment and stages have been set up in the stadium.

At [-]:[-], the audience enters the venue.

The two little girls arrived late, entered the stadium after checking their tickets, and found their seats under the guidance of the staff.

The two girls were visibly excited after sitting down.

"I can see my brother later." A girl said happily.

"That's right. Although we paid a high price for the scalper ticket, it's worth it as long as we can see my brother."

said another girl in a hat.

Since the two of them didn't get tickets at the first time, they had to find a scalper and bought two tickets at a high price of more than 1200.

"Excuse me, let me go."

At this moment, an uncle in his 50s wearing a leather jacket came over and sat beside the two girls.

The two girls looked at each other in surprise.

"Uncle, are you also here to watch the final?" the girl in the hat asked.

"Why not?"

The uncle in the leather jacket said, stood up again, waved in one direction, and shouted loudly:
"Jifen, here!"

After a while, an auntie with curly yellow hair came over, passed by the smell of toilet water left by the two girls, and sat down beside the uncle.

"Are you both here to watch the final?"

The girl in the hat was startled, and then asked:
"Aren't you all fans of Zhao Mo?"

"That's for sure, we are all fans of Zhao Mo!"

The uncle in the leather jacket patted his chest and said proudly.

"Then... you all bought scalpers too?" the girl in the hat asked tentatively.

"Hey, how is it possible, we bought it at the original price." The man in the leather jacket said.

"what?"

The two girls stared wide-eyed, both with expressions of disbelief.

"How is it possible, Uncle, neither of us managed to get a ticket with a gigabit internet speed. How did you get it?"

It's not that Zhao Mo's middle-aged and elderly fans can't understand mobile phones, let alone grab tickets.

How did this uncle get the ticket?

The two girls were very curious.

The uncle smiled and showed a big gold tooth, and said rather embarrassingly:
"Uncle, when I opened the plug-in to grab Moutai, I'm afraid you were still playing house. It's just a ticket, just let someone change the program."

Plug-in?

Grab Moutai?
Change the program?
The two girls' heads were full of question marks.

Didn't it mean that these uncles and aunts don't even understand mobile phones?Why have all the plug-ins been taken out!
The two girls were dumbfounded at first, and then turned into mournful faces.

The two of them still have to spend a lot of money to buy scalper tickets, and they are not even as good as uncles and aunts!

……

The finals are about to start, and several mentors are sitting in the front row seats, separated around them, not sitting up with the audience.

The instructors don't need to comment this time, they just need to watch it. Of course, they also have the right to vote, and one of their votes is equivalent to a thousand votes.

Zhang Jingwan and Qin Kexin looked at each other and smiled. They both paid attention to the special situation in the stadium.

Even Zheng Deyun showed a surprised expression.

As for Liu Chenxin, he was also surprised, but his expression after the surprise was as ugly as ever.

After the host came to the stage, he briefly said a few words of sponsorship, and then announced the start of the finals.

First up is the team competition.

The first group to take the stage was Zhou Nan.

Zhou Nan and his teammates brought a peninsula style men's group singing and dancing song, but after the performance, there were only sparse applause in the arena.

……

After Zhou Nan's performance was over, the two girls applauded quickly. The screams had just reached their throats, but then subsided.

Why is it so quiet around here?
"Come on, Jifen, try this popcorn, I just bought it, it's still warm."

The man in the leather jacket held the popcorn to Jifen beside him.

"Oops, I have high blood sugar and can't eat sweets."

"Then why don't you drink this sugar-free Coke." The man in the leather jacket handed over the Coke again, and couldn't help complaining, "Go ahead and drink it, you can't even buy a cup of your favorite oolong tea in this shitty venue."

"How long will Zhao Mo be on stage? I can't understand how these children sing and dance. It's so boring."

"There is still a while, let's wait."

Looking at the leather-clothed uncle and the curly-haired aunt, the two little girls were completely defenseless.

……

No applause?

Zhou Nan was puzzled at first. Panting for breath after the dance, he took a closer look at the auditorium, and immediately his pupils constricted and his temples twitched.

When Qi Yanwei came on stage, he happened to meet Zhou Nan who was coming off the stage.

When Qi Yanwei saw Zhou Nan's face was very ugly, he was immediately puzzled.

What's going on here?
After Qi Yanwei stood firmly on the stage, he was stunned when he saw clearly the situation in the auditorium.

Right in front of the stage is a high-end front row seat, the price of these seats is between 2000 and [-] yuan.

But here comes the problem.

Why look around, at least half of the front row seats are middle-aged and elderly people?
Qi Yanwei was dumbfounded after seeing this scene.

It didn't take much for this group of people to know that they were Zhao Mo's fans. There were so many middle-aged and elderly people sitting in the expensive front row seats alone, and the number of middle-aged and elderly people in other seats was unimaginable.

But why did they show up at the finals?
Didn't it mean that these middle-aged and elderly people are diligent and frugal, and don't pull out a dime?

Qi Yanwei had paid attention to the discussions of netizens and agreed with him from the bottom of his heart, but the reality gave him a thunderous blow.

Qi Yanwei's performance was over, but still only received sparse applause.

The audience in the live broadcast room also noticed something was wrong. Why did the audience give such poor feedback after Zhou Nan and Qi Yanwei's performance?
When the camera swept across the auditorium, the audience in the live broadcast room exploded.

"Damn, why are all the grandpas and aunts sitting below?"

"Half! Half are middle-aged and elderly people!"

"What? The final venue was invaded by Zhao Mo's fans?"

In fact, Qi Yanwei and this group of netizens overlooked a problem, that is, in this world, wealth is definitely not controlled by young people in their teens and twenties, and middle-aged people are the backbone of this society.

The thrifty talk of middle-aged and elderly people is just an image solidified in ordinary families.

When Zhao Mo brought Yu Ze and Bai Hao onto the stage, the audience immediately burst into applause.

Feeling the deafening applause, Yu Ze and Bai Hao were terrified after seeing this scene.

"calm down."

Zhao Mo comforted the two teammates with a smile, "Perform well, everyone."

"Ah."

Yu Ze and Bai Hao nodded.

Don't look at Zhao Mo's calm surface, but it's just a strong support.

It was also the first time for him to be on the stage with 10 people, and he was also very excited, as evidenced by the twinkle in his eyes.

When the three of them adjusted their positions, the music played and a few lines of words appeared on the big screen behind them.

""Green Apple Paradise""

"Lyricist: Zhao Mo."

"Composer: Zhao Mo."

"Performance: Zhao Mo, Bai Hao, Yu Ze."

　Thank you for your follow-up reading yesterday, but I still don’t know if I can get that recommendation.

　　But I want to be a person who keeps my word, save a wave of manuscripts first, and if a recommendation comes, I will explode a wave of updates.

　　


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