The melody of the music is constantly changing and the music style is changing. The moods of the audience in the gymnasium and the only live broadcast room on Muling Live Platform are also constantly rising and falling with the changes in the music.

In the gymnasium, tens of thousands of spectators dared not show off. They stared at the big screen with their eyes tightly, and their ears stood up to listen to the melody of the instruments and singing from the air.

In the live broadcast room of the platform, the barrage disappeared without realizing it, empty, and no one seemed to pay attention to the live live broadcast, but the number of online people in the live broadcast room was still rising continuously but they could not be faked.

One million, one million, two million, two million, two million, three million...

The number of online users is constantly increasing, but before the audience entering the live broadcast room could publish a few barrage to announce their existence, they were attracted by the content of the live broadcast and became one of the silent people.

Outside the gymnasium, there were noisy queues, but as they lined up, the team that had already entered the gymnasium suddenly became quiet, and the laughter on their faces disappeared, which made the team behind them confused and confused.

When one person walked into the gymnasium, he suddenly became quiet and silent. This situation was really strange.

The security personnel who maintained order outside were stunned, and the police who came to maintain order behind were not aware of this.

Listening to the stadium's previous scattered cheers and screams gradually disappearing and slowly returning to silence, a group of people outside looked at the entrances and exits of the stadium, and always felt that they were magical, dividing the inside and outside the stadium into two worlds.

Such a strange situation makes people wonder. After thinking about it, several security personnel decided to take a look at the situation inside.

The first security officer walked in, but did not come back for a long time, and the voice of the walkie-talkie outside did not respond.

The companions outside looked at each other, what was going on? No, it was a little wrong, you have to figure out the situation.

The second security officer went in.

Then this guy didn't come out for a long time, which made the other companions anxious.

Security personnel found a police officer who maintained order and explained the situation.

The police leader was stunned when he heard this, looked at his subordinates, and sent one to check it out.

The policeman came out after a while, but his expression was complicated, sad, and angry...

The police officer leading the team was puzzled and strode into the entrance.

"Zhao Mu, what the hell are you doing? I want to come and have a look."

Walking into the gymnasium, the sad singing and shrill melody of the instrument made the body tremble.

"Damn, what is this guy Zhao Mu doing? Isn't this his concert? The concert sings such a desolate song?"

After walking a few more steps forward, he looked up and saw the giant screen in the sky, and saw the blood donation, howling, corpse, and death on the screen. The police officer was stunned, and his steps stopped quietly, and he recalled the bloody battlefield of guns and cannons.

Silently, the officer clenched his fists with his hands, blue veins on his hands rose, blood in his eyes, and cold air appeared on his body.

"call……"

With a long exhalation, the police officer looked at Zhao Mu, whose expression was blurred on the stage, and could only hear the singing. He shook his head and smiled.

"Zhao Mu, you really have yours. With the same experience, you can write so many things, you are awesome."

The song stopped and the bright lights shone on the stage again. When Zhao Mu and the instrument behind him stood up to thank him, the audience suddenly realized that the music had ended and the concert came to an end.

When I saw the time, the musical singing that lasted more than two hours passed, but the audience in the gymnasium was a little confused.

“Is this over?”

After discovering this fact, the audience did not have much emotional fluctuation, and their minds were still immersed in the musical melody recalled in their minds.

After more than two hours of singing, the stadium can be heard. This is not the scene that a big star should have in his personal concert, but no one thinks there is anything wrong with this.

Zhao Mu ended the concert with simple words.

"The world is not entirely beautiful and peaceful. Our happiness and tranquility are exchanged for blood and sacrifice. Thank you for those who stand guard for our peace and peace, and for them carrying the burden for our beautiful life."

A deep bow, the audience was silent, and millions of people in front of the live broadcast room were solemn.

"Crash", the seats sounded, and a figure stood up in the audience, and a salute.

Another figure stood up and saluted.

Three, five, hundreds... there were constantly standing up and saluting.

In the gymnasium, in front of the live broadcast room, more and more figures stood up and saluted in awe.

Even if others cannot see our ritual, this etiquette is for the respect and respect in one's heart. What is important is that one can hear the voice in one's heart.

The concert ended and the venue began to leave. Zhao Mu and his concert walked out of the gymnasium, but people were immersed in their emotions in their minds for a long time and could not extricate themselves. There was no loud crowding and noise, as if they were worried about disturbing the respect in their hearts.

It was not until people walked out of the gymnasium that the hot sun shone directly into their eyes that people woke up suddenly from a dream.

"Oh, I lost money. I just forgot to sign, but it's a pity."

"What am I doing just now? Such a good opportunity to sign, why didn't I rush up?"

...

However, the heavy emotions in my heart have not completely dissipated. People did not make noise and anxiety, nor did they look for Zhao Mu's footprints everywhere in a crazy way. After some annoyance, they gradually dissipated.

As soon as he walked out of the gymnasium, a familiar shout made Zhao Mu turn his head.

"Zhao Mu!"

Turning his head and looking at it, Zhao Mu smiled, and then frowned.

He whispered a few words to his team and strode towards the leader of the police just now.

"Duan Peng, what's going on in this situation? Why did you put on a police uniform?"

Duan Peng reached out and gestured on his police uniform twice, and smiled and said, "How about it, are you surprised or not? Brother, I am now a glorious people's policeman, upholding justice and safeguarding people's safety and property."

Zhao Mu smiled and reached out and patted Duan Peng's shoulder vigorously.

"Well, surprise, good. I took off my military uniform and changed into police uniforms. Good things are to defend the people."

“Yes, hahaha…”

Looking at Duan Peng's smile, it seemed that he had walked out of the previous predicament. Zhao Mu patted his shoulder and was also happy for him.

Although I took off my military uniform and had no chance to go into battle to kill the enemy, it was good to guard the people, and I didn’t have to wander between life and death often, which was great.

Duan Peng patted Zhao Mu on the shoulder hard and said with an exaggerated expression:

"You guy, I wanted to give you a surprise, but you gave me a big surprise. The singing just now was so great. Thank you for your song and for your speech to the soldiers."

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!