His entertainment life

He didn't want to say anything more, and even at this moment he had no reason to say anything. Because his expression has explained everything, I just don't know whether he is blaming Dou Kewei or this program for changing the rules of the game. But the result is the same. If you lose, you lose.

In fact, Zhang Aoyang didn't stand on the stage when he won the cup, because at this time, he has returned to the audience with Ding Hua, Tang Xin and Chen Yu. Just because Zhang Aoyang doesn't want to stop one more point on the stage, he really doesn't like this kind of vanity fair.

If you win, you have to celebrate. Zhang Aoyang is ready to enjoy with you. But such a thought suddenly disappeared at the moment, just because he ignored a person, Dou Kewei.

No one noticed Dou Kewei, because as a super idol with millions of fans, once he lost his shining point, he would be submerged in the crowd. But she's still a girl, a girl to love. The girl is now silent on the stage, but from her clenched cheekbones, she can obviously feel that she is very remorseful about the result. But what can we do? No one can win forever.

"Hum!" Elder Li stamped his feet heavily, and walked away angrily without looking at Dou Ke. The result of the change of ownership is something that no one in the Music Association of Zhuolu province can look down on. And these things are ultimately all to blame to Dou Kewei, just because everyone is indifferent when passing by her.

Why? Why can't there be a way to get the best of both worlds?

Why choose only one between interests and friends?

Why put all the blame on me as a woman?

Why can't such a small thing be done well? Why?

Dou Kewei was in tears, but he still played the role of a clown in front of everyone's eyes. No one paid attention to her, even if there was a slight tremor on the stage now, no one noticed her.

What? Slightly trembling? The head of the staff member suddenly hummed, and then looked at the stage behind him, it was shaking slightly! This? Is this going to collapse? But there is a man standing on it!

A weak woman, a stamping foot woman who is deeply remorseful because she lost the game!

Bang! There was a huge thunder.

Everyone can't help looking back, but the center of the stage has become a mess.

"Dou Kewei!" Su Miao cried out, but it didn't help. The stage has been smashed into a big hole by the collapsed beam, Dou Kewei can't be seen, but the blood splashed on the ground is enough to prove that Dou Kewei's survival space is very small.

The super idol of a generation of millions of fans has just fallen. Zhang Aoyang swallowed his saliva and his eyes widened. This is really an emergency, which makes people unable to defend. Dou Kewei's death was not expected by anyone, but Zhang Aoyang was not prepared to stay. Just because Tang Xin can't see such bloody things, he quickly covers Tang Xin's eyes and leaves with Ding Hua and Chen Yu.

Life and death have their own destiny. God wants to accept a beautiful young soul. Zhang Aoyang can only mourn her silently and praise her wonderful and great life at a young age. Tang Xin is held in his arms by him now, so scared that the whole person doesn't dare to make a sound. It wasn't until he left a small pavilion one kilometer away from the stage of the international musician program that Tang Xin's fear gradually eased.

Chen Yu also sighed deeply, looking at the direction of the international musician program, and sent out his most sincere mourning to Dou Kewei.

"Ah, Dou Kewei is really a good man, but he left too early." When he said this, Zhang Aoyang not only sighed deeply.

He's right. Dou Kewei is a good man. It's just that there are too many fates to bear when he is young. Zhang Aoyang suddenly feels empty in his heart. He won the game but left a friend. He suddenly felt that it was not worth winning.

He had thought about covering all the music clubs in the Northwest District, but this time he didn't really want to win. He really wanted to lose, but he also really made the appearance of wanting to lose. But he still won, if he lost, Dou Kewei may not die! Zhang Aoyang shook his head and laughed at himself.

Ding Hua was silent for a long time, only because he now understood how unlucky the dispute in the vanity fair was. Some are glad, some are sad, some live, some die. He was originally a contract worker who had nothing to do with the world. How could he squeeze into the Vanity Fair on the road of music. In a short period of one month, he had experienced so much, which really made him feel unhappy.

Every time he thought of Dou Kewei being hit by a beam on the stage, his back was covered in a cold sweat. Can't bear to always remember, if one day he will become like this, then even if earn more money what meaning? Thinking of this, he trampled the cigarette butt on the ground. He said goodbye to his master Zhang Aoyang and wanted to go out alone to relax.

Zhang Aoyang agreed.

Ding Hua doesn't want to go anywhere. He just wants to go back to the original construction site and spend the money he couldn't even imagine to buy a cup of high-grade coffee and have some snacks. He is very sad.

After a cup of hot coffee, just a few French fries. Look at the black clock on the wall. It's eleven twenty-five. This time is usually the time for him to move the last batch of bricks in the morning and then sit down to have a box lunch. Looking at the workers who used to fight side by side outside the coffee shop, they are still eating box lunch outside. He really had some desire to get by, but he stopped.At that time, he boasted about the glory and wealth of Zhang Aoyang. At this time, if you rashly come back to the workers, I'm afraid they look down on him. As a result, he was just hiding in the coffee shop and eating french fries in silence. Another look at the time, it's already half past twelve.

How time flies.

He wanted to call Zhang Aoyang and ask her about things. But he was timid again. When he thought about the vanity fair, all kinds of things didn't go well. Slowly picked up the phone and let him quickly put it into his pocket, at this time his temples have been sweating, the room is not hot and dry.

Vanity Fair is just a seemingly prosperous Vanity Fair. What's good about vanity fair? Not to satisfy people's desires? Just like Zhulu Music Association, everyone drives in for desire. But in the end? Dead dead, wounded.

When Dou Kewei's body was found, Su Miao had been waiting outside the funeral home for a long time.