After finding their luggage and meeting up with the people sent by Qinghuang to pick them up, everyone passed through the special passage and got into the waiting vehicle outside.
But Liu Qingshan couldn't just leave quietly. He still needed to make an explanation to the people who had been waiting outside for an unknown amount of time to pick him up.
Only Jin Xishan, Chen Zuming and Wang Huansheng were left, and they were guided all the way to the exit by the staff sent by Yang Wancheng.
"It's Alien, he really showed up! Oh my god!"
A young girl near the exit saw Liu Qingshan's figure first, and her subconscious scream immediately caused everyone who heard the news to explode.
"Now that the name Alien has spread here, it seems that we have gained a lot from our trip to Europe and the United States!" Jin Xishan held his arm and teased in a low voice.
Chen Zuming curled his lips and said, "I don't think about how many things have happened to him in the past month or so. If it were me who is attracting as much attention as me, my skills are not bad either!"
It was a pity that his complaints had no chance to be responded to, because a sudden explosion of screams and shouts came from outside the door. The small square outside the door was already filled with water, with heads touching heads, bodies bumping against bodies, and a scene of shoulder to shoulder. It's spectacular.
Even the well-informed reporters were completely shocked by this situation. Although they were squeezed in at the front, they could not even hold the microphone at this moment. The crowds of people kept coming and crowded them. Staggering around in the crowd, some reporters even had their shoes stepped on.
Liu Qingshan had no time to instruct more than a dozen staff who were trying to maintain order, leaving Jin Xishan behind. He quickly left the team, raised his breath, and opened his mouth to shout: "Stop, stop, stop, I know everyone is I’ve been waiting for a long time, but disorderly congestion like this will only cause the crowd to get out of control!”
He pointed at a few boys holding signs in the crowd: "Each of you ask your own people to stay where they are, and then pass the word on immediately, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous!"
He knew that the crowds outside were like ocean waves, surging one after another. Even he could hardly stand among the crowds, let alone these fans whose core were young women.
Fortunately, the assigned boys thought quickly and immediately realized the crisis situation. They hurriedly shouted to the people in their team. Although their own body weight was constantly swinging back and forth, with the force coming from Stimulated by Liu Qingshan's personal explanation, he still desperately persisted and turned around to arrange for his family.
With the efforts of a few of them scattered everywhere, the crowd in front was finally effectively stopped. Taking this opportunity, Liu Qingshan quickly found a high point and jumped up.
"Everyone, please calm down. If you keep rushing around like this recklessly, I won't be able to get out, and you won't be able to see me!"
He waved his arms and pointed loudly, "You, you, and you, pay attention to the children around you, don't you hear anyone crying? Stay where you are and don't move. You can't squeeze in front, and you can't squeeze in behind. I just gave up! It’s just that you need to hold on for a little longer and tell me what you hear later. Don’t worry, we have plenty of time!”
Because he was standing at a high place, more people could see him, and because word of mouth spread from front to back, the chaotic crowd gradually began to stabilize.
However, this is not a long-term solution, because the gathering of these people has seriously blocked the normal flow of people in and out of this entrance, and they need to be guided to a more open location.
Someone in the crowd was shouting a command: "Those in front, follow Mr. Liu and the others to make a gap. After they pass by, we will slowly turn around and follow them."
This idea really worked. As a gap appeared, Liu Qingshan jumped down and quickly led Jin Xishan out.
The reporters were not happy. Someone shouted in the crowd: "Mr. Liu, you can't just leave like this. We have been waiting here for several hours!"
Liu Qingshan turned around and shook his head with a smile: "As I said, I have plenty of time today. When we get outside to a more spacious place, I will set aside special interview time for you!"
In his haste just now, he jumped onto someone's huge suitcase. He didn't forget to tell its owner: "I'm sorry, I may have stepped on the suitcase and its contents. Call me later. I will I’ll make it up to you! Jaycee, give him my phone number!”
Chen Zuming, who was following behind, took out a business card from his pocket and handed it over.
The owner of the box is a middle-aged man with a fat body and a tall height. He wears gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose. His long hair is tied back. He is accompanied by a capable young man who looks like a secretary.
The man said happily: "This relationship is great. I actually have the opportunity to get close to Alien, who is famous overseas. I will make this call no matter what!"
Liu Qingshan smiled at him and waved his hand, then turned around and squeezed into the crowd.
Along the way, his and Jin Xishan's hands were almost clenched by the people passing by. Whoever could seize this opportunity would not hold on tightly.
It took more than half an hour before he took everyone away to the middle of the wider square, panting heavily and stood on the edge of the fountain pool, and then began to accept people's cheers.
Thinking about the scene of thousands of people, it was really scary. Not only was he secretly lucky, but even the few burly-looking reporters who had squeezed to the front again were still frightened.
Seeing that he was out of the crisis just now, the quick-talking man immediately handed over the microphone: "Mr. Liu, you just came over in Los Angeles. Are the fans at the Coachella Music Festival so crazy?"
Liu Qingshan suppressed the heavy breathing that he pretended to do: "The fans over there are crazier than ours in Xiangjiang, but they have meticulous arrangements and organizations, and they also have enough security forces! I said you are really, Xiangjiang is full of stars, It is said that you can bump into one or two in any street restaurant, but are you so positive towards me?"
The second half of his sentence was directed at the people who picked him up at the airport. He would not ignore the fans who supported him just because the microphone was handed to his mouth.
Someone said in the crowd: "You are very different from those celebrities. Only those who win face for our people abroad are worthy of being sought after. We all know that many foreigners are afraid of you to death!"
His words not only caused a burst of laughter from the people around him, but also made the cheers that had stopped come back to life again.
"How can you be so neat at this time?" Liu Qingshan shook his head and said happily, "The situation just now is really scary. That kind of disorderly crowding can kill people. How can I explain to your family if something happens? ?”
Most of the people gathered at this time were girls, and there were even older women with children of several years old. Once a stampede occurred, it would be a huge scandal for the artists. These young girls are more likely to There are unimaginable disasters.
Others were self-examination: "I'm sorry Alien, we were all ready to pick you up yesterday, but we still ignored the most important safety issue and almost had a negative impact on you!"
Liu Qingshan waved his hand, "It's my fault for not being careful and not arranging for someone to understand the situation here in advance! Okay, let's forget about today's matter, but you can't do this again in the future. I'll try my best to think about things more carefully. some!"
These words once again drew warm applause.
Of course, the reporter would not give up the opportunity in front of him, and the microphone was handed over again: "We all know how sensational your performance at the Coachella Music Festival was, but I think you have been on the plane, talking to all parties outside. You don’t know the reaction, do you?”
"Yes, we are on a plane from Xiangjiang, and no electronic devices are allowed to be turned on! What are the reactions? Actually, I want to know too."
"Haha, this time is amazing. Your song "I want my tears back" shocked everyone. Although not everyone likes heavy metal-style works, the singing style you used is regarded by almost all professionals. For a stunning work! And according to foreign reports, this song has been opened up columns by many radio stations, television stations and print media, and its contribution value in music history will be analyzed from all angles!"
"It's just one song, and it's going to be my swan song. Isn't that a hotter topic?"
Sure enough, not only the reporter, but also several other people's eyes immediately turned red.
Perhaps they were thinking that the day's hard work was not in vain, and this unexpected news was undoubtedly no less sensational than the song's appearance.
Even some of the fans who heard these words were shocked. Some people had already shouted out anxiously: "Alien, you can't be like this. We just heard one of your songs of this type. Don’t be too willful!”
Liu Qingshan explained with a smile: "You don't know that no matter how good a normal man is at female voice, it is sometimes art. To make a living in this way is an auditory disaster. After all, I am not an opera singer, nor am I gifted with talent." , works that conform to people’s normal cognition and listening habits are classics, otherwise it will only be annoying if you listen to it too much!”
He didn't care whether others could understand or not, so he looked at Jin Xishan: "If I continue this style of masculine and feminine voices in the future, will you still be willing to listen to it? What will be the real feeling it brings to you? "
Jin Xishan became happy without much hesitation: "Come on, no woman wants the person around her to be as effeminate as a goddess, a man should look like a man!"
Liu Qingshan turned around and spread his hands towards the crowd: "You have also heard that acquired backlash and natural talent are two completely different concepts. Only a man's natural female voice can be called ethereal or pure. That’s art! What’s artificially created is just noise, and it’s the kind that makes people feel extremely uncomfortable! It’s also different from the Hua Dan in opera who have a special artistic inheritance, but what I did was just sensationalizing, and it’s not worth publicizing. , not recommended to follow!”
