Chapter 8: The war song rises and destroys the world
It was soon going to be Tara's turn to take the stage, but the six of them were a little hesitant, especially Park Ji-yeon who started to tremble.
The groups who had finished their performances before returned to the backstage and were all talking about the strange scene in the audience. Park Ji-yeon and others could not be calm after hearing this. After all, what happened in the Gayo Daejeon last year had caused too much harm to them.
That's all, the Black Sea, those people actually turned their backs to them to show their resistance. In the end, Zhiyan had to hold back the tears that burst out of her eyes before she could barely finish the performance.
Now that it is possible to face it again, it is difficult for her to guarantee that she will not collapse on the spot. In fact, it is not just her. The other five people are also worried, so they hesitate.
"Soyeon Unnie, Hyomin, Tara fighting..."
A voice of concern and encouragement came from behind. Park So-yeon and Park Hyo-min were shocked to find that it was Kim Taeyeon who was shouting, and Pani and Seohyun beside her were also making cheering gestures to everyone in Tara.
So they were all stunned, but something happened next that shocked them even more. Xu Xian Yingying came over and suddenly said:
"The glory of the past will eventually be restored, and the Crown will make a comeback, tara go!"
What's going on? The six people looked at each other in confusion. This sentence seemed to have been said by the person on the show, but now it came out of Xu Xian's mouth. This is probably even weirder than the situation outside.
Park So-yeon opened her mouth and was about to respond to the other party, but suddenly her whole body froze. Not only Park So-yeon, but everyone present, including the TTS team, showed extremely surprised expressions.
Just because there were faint cheers outside, and the sound got louder and gradually became extremely clear, it instantly made Tara Liu Niu burst into tears.
"Pull and pull, lift and pull, lift and pull..."
It has been two years, and they have never heard fans shouting the group's name in South Korea. Some of them just gave them cold looks or even vicious abuse. They never thought that today... everything would come back.
"Okay, kids, it's our turn to play. Cheer up and perform well. Don't let down the fans who support us." Li Juli was the first to come to her senses and clapped her hands to greet the staff when she saw them signaling.
"Inside..." x5
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At this time, the studio fell into silence, and everyone was stunned, because the sea of yellow flowers was gathering so much fighting spirit that it could make people shudder even through the screen.
In that group of people, there were people wearing turbans and clenching their fists, shouting, and there were also people holding banners and waving flags. Wait, there were actually people shouting slogans. This was not stage support. It was clearly similar to the one in the Korean-Japanese War.
The fans cheer.
The other audiences at the scene were also dumbfounded. It would have been just a tour concert of Tara today, but now it was clearly a platter stage, which made fans of other groups feel embarrassed.
And if you call for help, just call for help. Why can you still feel a strong murderous aura, just like the army shouting slogans? It is too scary. The most important thing is that after hearing this uniform voice, many people have the urge to shout along with them.
Zhou Jing and Yang Xiaoxiao silently watched what was happening not far away and couldn't help but feel excited. They looked at each other and quickly joined in. As trapped people, they knew very well that today's rescue was not just a rescue.
Don’t you want to boycott Tara? Don’t you want Black Sea? No matter what explanations or clarifications they or the knowledgeable staff give, you will not listen and only believe what you want to believe.
Okay, then I will speak for the six of them today, vowing to let this thunderous support resound throughout South Korea, and at the same time tell those South Korean crayfish that you... don't deserve to have tara.
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"pdnim, Oudok? Do you want to silence the sound?" The deputy PD turned to look at PD Zhuo with a horrified look on his face.
PD Zhuo pondered for a long time and finally nodded slowly. The 930 incident proved that the sensitive nerves between netizens in the two countries can be easily provoked. After all, KBS is a national public television station, so special attention must be paid to this aspect.
However, before the deputy PD could make any move, something new happened. The pink ocean on the screen also started shouting "Tiara", and people sitting nearby also responded one after another.
The field thundered.
Okay, let's just mute the sound. I'm afraid the audience in front of the TV has already heard the loud cheers. In that case...
PD Zhuo gritted his teeth and made a decisive decision. Instead of covering his ears, he might as well present this touching scene directly to everyone.
"Listen, push the backup camera over immediately, just to take pictures of the fans."
Everyone in the studio was stunned by PD Zhuo's instructions, not knowing whether to follow them or not. As a result, PD Zhuo immediately roared angrily,
"Axi...why are you just standing there dumbfounded? You didn't hear me. I'm the PD. I'll be responsible for anything that goes wrong."
"Inside..."
The staff members quickly dispersed as if enlightened, and they vaguely understood what Zhuo PD meant. Perhaps today's story will be recorded in the history of k-pop, and will still be watched and discussed repeatedly even after many years.
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On the stage, Tara and the backup dancers have already set up their opening poses. The five of them formed a circle facing the audience, and in the middle was Ham Eun Jung, who was dressed in black.
But looking at the jubilant sea of lemon flowers in the audience, they all raised their heads slightly, fearing that no one could hold back the tears of excitement. At this time, the collective shouts of "Tiara" began to gradually become smaller, and only a few remained.
Female fans occasionally screamed.
This made many people at the scene finally heave a sigh of relief. There was nothing they could do. The support just now was really too oppressive. It was obvious that there were only a few hundred people but they shouted with the momentum of thousands of troops.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Who knows where this is going? The current calm is only temporary, and there will be a more shocking "performance" next, the trapped death from China
We are now in the process of gathering strength.
"Here I go, Brother Jing with short hair is so handsome, hehe..." Yang Xiaoxiao almost drooled when she looked at Enjing on the stage.
"Why are you planning to climb the wall? Why don't you trade your dragon cub with me?" Zhou Jing patted the bitch on the shoulder and said angrily.
Sure enough, this immediately made Yang Xiaoxiao angry, "You are so drunk, I'm thinking shit, Wuli is the most beautiful kid, I won't accept any refutation."
"Go away, my family Enjing is the best, damn, stay away from me." Zhou Jing was not used to the bitch and chose to fight back on the spot, but...
"Oh? Which one is better, Enjing or Xiujing? Watch out for me... Wu... Xiaoxiao, what are you doing?"
Yan Jiayi's teasing was halfway through when Yang Xiaoxiao reached out and covered his mouth. Zhou Jing quickly looked around with a guilty conscience. Fortunately, Fei Jie and others could not understand Chinese, otherwise something big would have happened.
Hey, this is Girls' Generation's fan camp. Do you think if those long-cherished fans hear the word "Soo Jung", the first thing they think of is Jang Soo Jung or Park Soo Jung? Haha...
At this time, strong electronic music sounded, and the five girls on the stage slowly squatted down on one knee, immediately highlighting Eun Jung.
Come to me, come to me
Come to me, come to me, come to me
Wherever you are looking, come to me...
As Eun-jeong swayed from side to side to start the group, Park Ji-yeon then stood in the C position, pointing coldly at the front and rapping. Maybe she was infected by the violent aura of the trapped people before, but the cute dragon boy actually exuded...
A kind of aura that looks down upon the world.
It's coming, it's coming. Zhou Jing, Yang Xiaoxiao and Yan Jiayi have already taken a deep breath and prepared themselves. Although Fei Jing didn't know why, she still subconsciously raised her camera towards Zhou Jing and others. The background was
It's that sea of lemons.
"Jeon Bo Ram, Lee Ju Ri, Park So Yeon, Han Eun Jung, Park Hyo Min, Park Ji Yeon, Tiara go!"
"Let's go together, Tiala, the chameleon of the music industry, sugar free, Tiala, Tiala go!"
Hundreds of people's unusually neat and orderly cheers rang out inadvertently. Feijie accidentally almost lost her grip on the camera in her hand because Zhou Jing and Yang Xiaoxiao's shouts were so loud that they almost deafened her eardrums.
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And Fei Jie is just a microcosm, including everyone present and the audience in front of the TV, experiencing for the first time the support that was like a landslide and tsunami.
All that could be heard were the hoarse roars of the men, and the female fans' voices were completely covered up, as if a cavalry in armor were shouting a war cry and charging towards the battlefield, invincible to everyone they encountered.
With high fighting spirit and soaring murderous intent, these trapped people from China are telling everyone in their own way that from today on, they will protect Tara.
As for those keyboard geeks hiding in dark corners, hehe, take the initiative, do you dare to fight? Believe it or not, I will let you know why the flowers are so red in minutes.