my wife is the queen

Chapter 521 Senior Wang Zhou, you have appeared...

"Really?" Hearing Zhang Yiyi's words, Kang Yangyang couldn't help but look at her expectantly.

Zhang Yiyi nodded affirmatively, and Feng Qingqing also nodded in agreement.

The students of Shanghai Metropolitan University all nodded in unison.

"Yeah..." Kang Yangyang couldn't help bouncing around in circles happily after receiving everyone's answers.

Kang Wanyan didn't speak, she stood beside Kang Yangyang, her eyes were full of maternal love.

Although what Kang Yangyang just said was casually said by her, and it also expressed a kind of love for her mother deep in Kang Yangyang's heart, but some viewers in the live broadcast room will definitely be insinuated indifferently, and even feel that Kang Wanyan wanted to continue Kang Yangyang's fame to increase her popularity and exposure...

Of course, Kang Wanyan was right. There were indeed quite a few people in the comment section who were ridiculing both openly and secretly, and what some people said was ugly...

But for this point, Kang Wanyan didn't bother to bother, she didn't do anything, and she didn't give any explanation. For her, those who like her naturally like her, and those who don't like her, she doesn't need to waste time explaining to them. It's all nonsense.

"That Yangyang kid, are you going to bring some nice songs today?" Feng Qingqing asked Kang Yangyang again.

"I don't know about this. I have to listen to Sister Zhuzi about this matter. It doesn't count if grandma and mother say it...I don't count it either! Although I really want to sing "Counting Ducks"..." Kang Yangyang said seriously .

After Kang Yangyang finished speaking, he still stuck out his tongue towards the camera in the live broadcast room, looking cute!

"Hahaha..." The audience at Modu University laughed.

The audience in the live broadcast room were also amused by Kang Yangyang's actions.

Kang Wanyan also stood aside and smiled.

"What are you laughing at? What I said is true. I haven't seen Sister Zhuzi yet, and I can tell you when I ask, but I don't know now, so I can't tell..." Kang Yangyang shrugged , the appearance of a little adult.

"Okay, we believe in you! Then thank you, little Yangyang. When you meet Teacher Xu later, remember to ask, and remember to tell us if you ask, okay?"

"Okay, I will definitely tell you when the time comes." Kang Yangyang replied seriously to Zhang Yiyi. "But I guess Sister Zhuzi won't let me sing "Counting Ducks"...but I will fight for it."

……

Later, Kang Yangyang went upstairs accompanied by her mother Kang Wanyan.

"You two ladies, can you go upstairs now? We really want to see Mr. Zhuzi..."

"I want to see the rehearsal scene in the studio, I'm really looking forward to it!"

"Bamboo Music is playing so big this time, I really can't wait!"

……

"Wait, wait... Surely we can still have a surprise?" Feng Qingqing greeted the audience in the live broadcast room with a smile, and at the same time interacted with the students of Shanghai University.

"Surprise? What kind of surprise? Is it true that there will be other big guys with other weights?"

"The artists under Bamboo Music have all arrived, and the previously announced joining singers have also arrived. If there are still people, they will join temporarily... But if this is the case, I still have a little expectation."

"Bamboo Music has gained a lot of popularity in the industry this time, driving a new climax. Now that the concert is on or not, a live interview before the live broadcast can attract more than 2 million people to interact. Once it starts broadcasting, it should double, with such a huge base, I feel my blood boil, and goose bumps all over my body..."

"However, I think what the upstairs said is wrong. Bamboo Music is not going to hold a concert this time, but wants to achieve the results of fundraising through the concert, so that more people can join in and support the 'Fog City' In the natural disaster of "mountain fire", I think it is because of their compassion that they can win people's hearts, and it is also like this that Bamboo Music can grow by leaps and bounds in such a short period of time."

……

At this time, many people in the comment area of ​​the live broadcast room began to discuss heatedly. They all expressed their thoughts and started debating one by one.

At this moment, Fog City's official Weibo reposted the post posted by Bamboo Music and commented on it.

"The fog is grateful to the bamboo music! With compassion in mind, righteous thoughts and righteous actions, everything will be beneficial!"

Following the forwarding of Wudu official blog, Bamboo Music’s charity live concert once again caused a sensation, and more people flooded into the live broadcast room. Donate, give love...

The people of the country are sentimental, and the people of the country are united. The wildfires in the Wudu city let people see the unity and strength of the people of the country, and this live concert of Bamboo Music is more to let these folk power go better. Achieving cohesion.

At the same time, following the push of Wudu's official blog, many official microblogs began to express their support for Bamboo Music's charity live concert this time, and gave Bamboo Music a thumbs up.

They strongly promoted Bamboo Music’s charity fundraising and came out to stand for them in person. Previously, there were voices that questioned Bamboo Music’s show. Interests……

For these, Bamboo Music has never made a sound, and they have never made the slightest response to the doubts on the Internet, as if they have not seen it. They do their own thing, and netizens can comment on whatever they like online, as if None of this has anything to do with them.

Originally, more and more netizens joined in. After all, Bamboo Music does not let go. In their view, this is a guilty conscience, so those people who questioned Bamboo Music became even more unscrupulous. Finally...

but……

At this moment, they instantly died down, completely silent.

They were all dumbfounded!
Bamboo music was not forced by them to make a sound, but it attracted a big fish, no, it was a big fish...

The major official blogs are all vocalizing and blessing bamboo music at the same time, which makes the group of netizens who were still pouring dirty water on bamboo music on the Internet dumbfounded.

At the same time, major platforms made a strong move to block and delete those online articles and microblogs that had previously slandered Bamboo Music. In this way, in just half an hour, the slanderous voices on the Internet completely disappeared.

At this moment, bamboo music became popular all over the Internet.

Since the official website has a strong voice, it means that what Bamboo Music has done is worthy of recognition and showing off, so...the previous voices are self-defeating.

And with the announcement of the official website, more and more viewers poured into the live broadcast room!They are all looking forward to the huge online live broadcast of Bamboo Music.

……

nine in the morning.

A figure appeared in front of the building of the Art College of Shanghai University.

This figure... the students of Shanghai Metropolitan University are so familiar, especially the other party has nothing to hide!
He is none other than Wang Zhou.

Guided by the on-site security personnel, Wang Zhou walked leisurely into the surrounding circle of students.

When Wang Yiyi appeared, the scene immediately burst into warm applause, the applause grew louder and lasted continuously.

"Senior Wang Zhou, it's Senior Wang Zhou!"

"I knew that Senior Wang Zhou would not be absent, Senior Wang Zhou, you will always be our pride."

"Light of the Great Demon, Senior Wang Zhou!"

……

Wang Zhou raised his hands high, interacting with the restless magic masters and students at the scene, saying hello.

Wang Zhou is also full of enthusiasm at the moment. Every time he appears, he is always moved by the students of Shanghai University. They are passionate, passionate, and powerful...

"Thank you!" Wang Zhou clasped his hands together and bowed to the surrounding students of Modu University.

"Senior Wang Zhou, get your autograph!" Someone shouted loudly at the scene.

"Senior Wang Zhou, take a group photo!"

……

Although they are shouting here, they are simply shouting, they are simply venting, and they have no other thoughts.

They all knew that it was impossible for Wang Zhou to sign for them with peace of mind now, and they didn't expect much about it.

Even if Wang Zhou would really sign for them on the spot, they would not agree, because Wang Zhou has more important things to do today. distracted.

"Teacher Wang Zhou, come on!"

The cheers and support from the students of Shanghai Metropolitan University sounded again and again at the scene, and they were full of excitement.

Wang Zhou is a second year college student of magic.

Xu Qingzhu is an alumnus of Shanghai University.

The twelve girls of the 'Magic Bamboo Twelve Girls Orchestra' are current students at the Art College of Magical University.

Kang Yangyang is the granddaughter of Professor Mo Dakang and Professor Zheng.

……

They are all the pride of the Devil!
They can demonstrate the responsibility and benevolence of Shanghai Metropolitan University at critical moments.

……

"Senior Wang Zhou, you have finally arrived, we have been waiting for you..." Zhang Yiyi stepped forward to greet Wang Zhou.

Now Zhang Yiyi is quite familiar with Wang Zhou, so Zhang Yiyi can also make a joke in front of Wang Zhou.

"Hello, Mr. Wang Zhou." Feng Qingqing still couldn't let go, she was a die-hard fan of Wang Zhou, and at this moment, Jian Jian Wang Zhou still greeted her seriously.

"Yi, Qingqing, hello. In fact, I have been in the live broadcast room just now, and I saw you two as the host. It is pleasing to the eye, very good!" Wang Zhouchao, Zhang Yiyi and Feng Qingqing gave thumbs up.

"Thank you, Senior Wang Zhou!"

"Thank you, Teacher Wang Zhou!"

Zhang Yiyi and Feng Qingqing couldn't help expressing their thanks to Wang Zhou when they heard Wang Zhou's praise for them.

Wang Zhou and the others met as if they were acquaintances, and they chatted casually.

The comment area in the live broadcast room was completely blown up. They didn't expect that Zhang Yiyi and Feng Qingqing didn't go upstairs all this time because they were waiting for Wang Zhou. If they knew that they were waiting for Wang Zhou in advance, they would be willing to let them wait for another hour. .

"Senior, do you want to say a few words? In order to wait for you, we both almost offended everyone in the live broadcast room..." Zhang Yiyi joked with Wang Zhou.

"So serious?" Wang Zhou also asked in cooperation.

"It's even worse."

Feng Qingqing also nodded in cooperation.

Wang Zhou laughed immediately.

"Okay... then, since this is the case, I have to say something."

Wang Zhou took the microphone from Feng Qingqing, then looked at the camera in the live broadcast room, took a deep breath, thought for a while, and spoke slowly.

"Natural disaster! The mountain fire in Wudu is a natural disaster, but no matter how big the natural disaster is, I also believe that it can be overcome with the unity of our people! This, I firmly believe!"

"During this fire fighting operation, I saw that the firefighters were at the forefront. They fought from day to night, from late night to dawn...they were tireless, like machines running almost non-stop! I don't know I know, the high temperature of more than 40 degrees, they wear thick fire suits, how to persist in the high temperature and scorching. I only know that even in the scorching land, they can immediately fall asleep."

"Every time I see this kind of scene, I always think, if it were me, would I be able to hold it? I don't know! Maybe the belief is there, everything is there! This is the unity and pride of our people..."

"I just saw a firefighter on the news in the morning. He fell asleep leaning on a tree stump before finishing the bread in his hand. His face was blackened by the wildfire, and he couldn't hide his still youthful and immature features. People can't help crying. They are still children, but they dare to work hard. They are the cutest people. It is because of them that we can enjoy peace..."

……

Wang Zhou spoke slowly in the live broadcast room, telling the deeds of the firefighters and soldiers who fought on the front line to save the mountain fire in the fog these days.

What Wang Zhou said were all the most real cases, and they were all the materials on the front line of the wildfire that were transmitted through news reports and short videos.

Wang Zhou was deeply moved. He not only wanted to say it, but also passed it on, in order to let more people know and let everyone be moved by this power. This is the origin of their Chinese civilization, and it is also their spirit that flows in their bones. Excited.

"The mountains are high, the roads are far and the ditches are deep, and the gorge and river are raging wildly. No one can go against the river, but the stubborn Wudu people."

Wang Zhou slowly talked to the camera in the live broadcast room.

"We pay tribute to the fire officers and soldiers, but also to the tens of thousands of volunteers, and to the people who are busy in logistics support...they are the cutest people!"

"I think I always have a thousand words, and I'm powerless in the face of natural disasters, but I believe... Man can conquer nature!"

"The mountain fire in the fog city, the compatriots all over the country are concerned about the fog city. I have thought about what we can do? What can we do?"

"Sister Bamboo is going to start a live broadcast... to unite us in this way, to do something for Wudu together? To do something for the fire officers and soldiers who are fighting on the front line, to do something for the volunteers who are charging on the front line do something..."

"Yes, when the country is in trouble, we must all go all out and continue to fight... This is our blood and pride."

"Work hard together! Pray for Fog City together! Come on... We will always be your strongest logistical support!"

……

Wang Zhou expressed his inner feelings in the live broadcast room. He spoke slowly, without too many rhetoric, but more of that kind of power flowing.

(End of this chapter)