Chapter 163: The Third Blade!

Hearing Guo Yunzong ask her whether she had done it or not, Jin Ling thought that he still did not believe her.

Terrified by his eccentric and volatile temper and forgetting the pain on her face, Jin Ling hastily explained, "President Guo, I really didn't send anyone to impersonate T4's fans to disrupt Butterfly's concert! If I had them impersonate T4, wouldn't that be telling everyone that we were behind this? I have been by your side for so many years, you should know me. How could I possibly do something so foolish?"

Suddenly, Jin Ling's expression turned as pale as paper as she muttered, "Could it be that they initiated their plan ahead of schedule?"

"What do you mean by initiated ahead of schedule?" Guo Yunzong asked.

"I arranged for some people to get in, with orders to start a conflict midway through the concert and get into a massive brawl. That way, the Butterfly group's concert would inevitably be disrupted and forced to stop. The reporters at the scene would capture the scene and sensationalize the scandal. When fans fight at their own idol's concert, everyone would see what kind of quality Butterfly's fans possess. The damage to their image would be massive. But... the concert has just begun, and I never gave them the order to move."

Guo Yunzong pulled Jin Ling to sit in front of his computer, pointed at the group of troublemakers on the screen, and asked, "Are these them?"

He had arranged for personnel to record video footage of the concert venue, and his computer was hooked up to a terminal device, allowing him to monitor the progress of the concert in real-time.

Jin Ling looked closely for a moment and said, "Even though I didn't hire these people, I've seen photos of everyone I arranged... I don't recognize a single person here. They are not our people."

Bang!

Guo Yunzong slammed his fist onto the desk, his expression venomous as he said, "We've been framed. I never expected Bai Su, that little bitch, to be so vicious."

"President Guo, what should we do now? Should we tell our people to make their move early?" Jin Ling asked.

While Guo Yunzong was still hesitating, they watched on the screen as the song "Butterfly" concluded. "Tang Xin" held the microphone, smiling happily as she said, "Butterfly's fans are the closest and most civilized community. We love music, we love peace, and we fear no challenge. I don't know if those people still have any dirtier tricks up their sleeves, but no matter what—we hope to deliver the best sounds to you all."

"That's right. Music is our best weapon. We will fight them back with our art. Now, we present to you a song called 'Cyan'."

Ooh—!

The fans at the venue roared again in a frenzy.

For the open-mindedness and bravery of the Butterfly group, for this concert heavy with gunpowder, and for this musical feast.

If the music of the Butterfly group could previously be rated eighty points in the hearts of their fans, tonight's shared adversity had brought them together in an even tighter embrace. They had become a family, a single entity sharing the same anger and the same joy.

Therefore, if they were asked to grade the Butterfly group right now, they would give them ninety points or even higher.

These people, along with those about to learn the ins and outs of the conflict surrounding this concert, would give the Butterfly group their strongest support.

A celebrity's halo comes from the devotion of their fans, and the same goes for lyricists and writers.

Even those sensationalist entertainment reporters praised the Butterfly group's performance, feeling that T4 had gone way too far and made themselves utterly repulsive.

What kind of behavior was it to send your own fans to cause trouble at a rival's concert?

Who didn't have fans? If every celebrity acted like this, how could anyone ever hold a normal concert again?

Guo Yunzong's expression grew even more unsightly as he glared fiercely at "Tang Xin" and said, "Forget it. Since they've already said those words, if we still resort to these petty tricks, we'll only make ourselves a laughingstock. Even though those T4 fans weren't arranged by us, people will still think we're foolish, and sending people out for petty squabbles will only make me, Guo Yunzong, look petty. Besides, no matter what kind of accident happens at their concert now, everyone will believe one thing—that we did it."

"So we aren't going to do anything?" Jin Ling said indignantly. "They bullied us like this, it's simply too much."

"Do nothing?" Guo Yunzong sneered. "Everyone knows I am targeting Butterfly. If I can't crush them completely, where do I put my face?"

"President Guo, shall I go and arrange the next phase of the plan?" Jin Ling asked ingratiatingly.

"No need," Guo Yunzong shook his head. "I will arrange the next phase myself. It's rare to find a good chess player; one must play a few more games."

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Love is staying together
You hide far away
The one who stays is lonely
The night of a single person is desolate
Tears are astringent

Love is built on trust
You hide far away
The stopped footsteps are illusory
The blessing of a lone person is incomplete
Smiles are bitter
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Just as Tang Liu anticipated, after he delivered those words, T4's side made no further moves. Their concert entered a smooth trajectory, delivering song after song that left the fans exhilarated and pushed the atmosphere at the venue to new highs time and time again.

Tonight, "Tang Xin" was the absolute protagonist.

Not only because of her sharp-tongued and fierce counterattack against T4, but also because of her altered vocal characteristics.

Such a voice made the fans feel both novel and pleasantly surprised. Especially when singing gentle, tender little love songs like "Love is Letting Go" with this distinctive gender-neutral voice, it brought a uniquely extraordinary enjoyment to the listeners.

"Aren't you guys tired?" Zhang Heben asked playfully into the microphone toward the audience below.

"Not tired!" they roared back in unison.

"Well, I'm tired," Zhang Heben said. "However, even if I'm tired, I still love singing to you."

"Zhang Heben! Zhang Heben! Zhang Heben!——"

And so, the fans began to shout her name frantically.

Tang Chong finally understood why Zhang Heben's popularity was so high; this woman was simply too good at acting cute and spoiled.

With her saying something like that, wouldn't drinking cold water on a scorching summer day feel just as refreshing as what those fans were feeling right now?

Seeing the atmosphere stabilize once again, Bai Su and Ah Ken backstage finally let the heavy stones in their chests drop temporarily.

Ah Ken beamed from ear to ear, clasping his hands together over his chest, and said, "Wonderful. Truly wonderful. Tang Chong is domineering and easily takes control of the overall situation. He is the most suitable person to be the leader. Benben knows how to speak, knowing how to draw the distance between idols and fans closer... Huiyin knows how to play it cool. Even if she doesn't say a word, her vocal range is the most distinctive and she can hit high notes, gathering the most hardcore group of fans instead. Susu, don't you think so? This kind of Butterfly is the real Butterfly. This was the dream when Butterfly was first created—isn't it your dream too?"

Bai Su smiled as well and said, "It is nice. Tang Chong's performance was also fantastic, but I always feel like this is a time bomb... Once this news is exposed, will we be blown to smithereens?"

"Why not rebirth from the ashes?" Ah Ken countered. "Little Susu, don't be so pessimistic. We have to look at the bright side."

"I'd love to. But you saw it too, Boyi plays dirty—fortunately, Tang Chong managed the situation in time just now. Otherwise, if they had really clashed and started a fight, this concert would have been finished. I'm afraid the next two stops wouldn't even get official approval."

Bai Su looked anxiously toward the stage and said, "Who knows if they have any other dirty tricks up their sleeves? I know Guo Yunzong; he is extremely conceited to his core and values his pride above all else. How could he suffer such a massive loss and not retaliate?"

"But we have Tang Chong. No fear, no fear at all!" Ah Ken appeared quite calm and had immense confidence in Tang Chong.

Bai Su shook her head, her mind weighed down with heavy worries.

Click-clack—

Right at that moment, all the lights in the entire arena went out.

A power outage.

What was even stranger was that for a venue like this, once a power outage occurred, the emergency power supply should have kicked in seamlessly.

However, after waiting for several seconds, the lights inside the venue still failed to come back on.

Ah——

Someone let out a sharp scream.

Tang Chong wanted to use the microphone to tell everyone to calm down, but he found that no sound came out of the microphone.

It seemed that the power to the sound system had been completely cut off as well.

However, this did not stump Tang Chong.

He waved to the backstage, and a staff member handed over a pre-prepared battery-powered megaphone. Zhang Heben snatched it up and shouted, "Everyone, don't panic. We've mentally prepared ourselves for a situation like this long ago—didn't you guys prepare yourselves?"

Zhang Heben's voice was youthful and carried an endearing charm. With her saying that, the hearts of the fans in the audience instantly relaxed.

That's right. This must be T4's people making trouble again.

T4's people were vicious, and doing something like this was not surprising in the least.

"I just heard from the staff that this is a regional blackout because a power line was accidentally bitten through by rats, so the emergency power supply couldn't kick in immediately... It will only take a few minutes for the electricians to fix the line. Everyone doesn't need to worry."

"So, what should we do during this time?" Zhang Heben threw out a question. "Let's sing! You must know that you can still sing without electricity. Because what makes sound isn't electricity, it's our vocal cords."

"Step one, everyone reach your hands under your seats. There are glowing glow sticks there—take them out and give them a vigorous shake, and they will automatically light up."

Everyone reached down and indeed felt a rubber tube-like object.

Obeying Zhang Heben's instructions, they shook them hard, and the white tubular objects gradually began to glow. First a pale white, then a flushed red, and then brilliant, multicolored radiance.

"Step two, follow my instructions and wave the glow sticks in your hands—left, right. Left, right."

"Great. Fantastic!" Zhang Heben shouted happily, feeling very much like a conductor. "Now, I will sing the opening of a song, and then everyone joins in the chorus, okay?"

"Okay!" The cheers from the audience rose like a tidal wave. At this moment, the audience no longer felt frightened; instead, they felt it was a novelty.

This was so much fun!

If T4 hadn't been making trouble earlier, they would have suspected that this was a huge surprise prepared for them by the Butterfly group.

Otherwise, how else would the glow sticks right under their seats have been prepared in advance?

"The newborn downy feathers are flying, flying past the clear ramparts of the cliff..." Zhang Heben sang into the megaphone.

The newborn downy feathers are flying
Flying past the clear ramparts of the cliff
The heart-palpitating experience
Never want to go through it again
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Everyone waved their glow sticks vigorously and sang loudly.

The scene was warm, the singing melodious, and the venue of the Butterfly group concert at the Huanglong Gymnasium had turned into a multicolored ocean.