"I want to cross this vast sky, I want to swim across this boundless sea, I want to find a lost dream..." All the Haitang fans began to sing the song "You are my dream" by Haitang.
”. The fans sang loudly, and the surrounding passers-by and people joined the team. Suddenly, the number of people who came to send blessings reached more than 5,000, and the traffic at the scene was chaotic.
The Hong Kong traffic police department received complaints from drivers and dispatched a large number of police officers and traffic police motorcycles to the hospital entrance to evacuate the people. However, no matter how much the traffic police persuaded and pleaded, the other party refused to leave.
, even many drivers ran out of their cars, stood in the prayer line, and sang the song "You Are My Dream" with everyone.
"You are my dream, the dream that you and I will pursue forever..." In the □□ part, the voices of more than 5,000 people and nearly 6,000 people were so neat. Many girls at the scene howled and the boys wiped their hands.
With tears in their eyes, boys hugged their girlfriends and girls hugged their boyfriends. They only had one firm belief in their hearts: Haitang, get well soon, you are our dream!
The traffic police were helpless. The security guards at the entrance of the Royal Hong Kong Hospital stood in a straight line, determined not to let the fans rush into the hospital. The fans were very calm. They did not move or make trouble. They just stood at the door and kept singing that familiar song.
song. Therefore, the traffic police tried to contact the Chinese media, hoping that they could come forward to persuade the fans. If this continues, I am afraid it will cause more traffic jams.
The Chinese media directly stated that this has nothing to do with them. This is an event organized by fans on their own initiative. They have no right or obligation to do it. The traffic policeman was dumbfounded. Damn it, you think I am willing to do this job, we are also Haitang's
Fans and fans, seeing Haitang in such pain, we as fans not only did not pray for her, but even drove other fans away, which made the traffic police very painful.
"Fuck, I'm quitting!" A traffic policeman was scolded by his superiors. He threw his hat down and rushed into the crowd of fans, singing loudly along with him at the top of his lungs. Many traffic policemen at the scene were confused, and the fans
The team was getting bigger and bigger, and the candles held in everyone's hands were slowly burning. Huang Ting stood in the window of the hospital, looking at such a huge team of fans, tears streaming down her face.
"Xiaohu..." Haitang seemed to hear the singing of the thousands of people, and vaguely saw the shadow of Li Xiaohu in front of her eyes. She immediately sat up from the bedside. Huang Ting on the side hurriedly walked over and said in surprise: "Baitang, you
woke up?!"
"Well!" Haitang nodded and asked doubtfully: "I... how long have I been sleeping? Why do I hear so many people singing?!"
"Fool, you slept for three days. Your fans know that you are sick, so they are gathering at the entrance of the hospital and refusing to leave, praying for you!" Huang Ting covered her lips. That scene was a touching scene.
It was a tearful scene, with many people crying and shouting at the scene.
"Ah? Isn't that very dangerous? It's a big road there with so many cars!" Haitang was stunned and immediately became worried for his fans.
