Chapter 295 Sure enough, my brother’s optimism is all fake

Chapter 295 Sure enough, my brother’s optimism is all fake

Zhang Li and Han Yan were not asleep yet and were still watching the excitement.

Especially when you see the anti-fans group getting angry everywhere.

Regarding Mo Mo and the others' high-profile appearance to wish Wu Mu a happy birthday, the black fans were undoubtedly sour.

Everyone is transformed into lemon essence.

What do you mean! The men they had "abandoned" are now hot commodities. Even national divas and top celebrities are trying to grab them, right?

As for Korean fans coming out to expel domestic fans, they were overjoyed.

That's it, both sides had better start fighting!

So they all went out together, pretending to be passers-by and fans of Wumu, and fought back and forth everywhere.

Well, they seem to have discovered a new way to hack that shit?

You can stir up conflicts between domestic fans and foreign fans of that shit!

Everyone was so happy that someone in the group discovered Wu Mu’s new movements.

"That bitch posted a new Weibo post."

"I posted a video, it seems like I was singing."

"Oh, he's still up after three o'clock, why didn't he die suddenly earlier!"

"Let's all go to his new Weibo to criticize his fans and scold those Korean fans. His Korean fans will definitely check it out at this time."

This was originally what everyone planned, but after everyone was attracted to check it out on Weibo, the group fell into strange silence.

Han Yan and Zhang Li looked at the group chat where no one had spoken for a long time. They curiously went out and clicked on Weibo to find Wu Mu's account.

After entering Wu Mu's Weibo page, they saw Wu Mu's new Weibo post not long ago.

Evolution of Wumu: "You cannot send letters from home. The geese return south in autumn. Happy birthday to myself."

They had never heard of this poem, but they understood the literal meaning.

Wumu, he doesn’t seem happy on his birthday?

The new Weibo also includes a video.

They clicked it in confusion, and Wu Mu appeared in the video, holding a selfie stick in one hand to take a picture of himself, and holding a guitar in the other, walking on the deserted road.

He waved the hand holding the guitar slightly, smiled and said to the camera, "Good evening everyone, I have received all your birthday wishes, thank you all for your blessings. There are also blessings from friends, many of which are too late to reply, so I will record this Thanks for the video.”

"Besides, I couldn't sleep at night, so I came out and played a piece of music for everyone."

"However, the hotel where the crew stayed was not well soundproofed, and it was too cold outside. I found a small restaurant that was still open to play."

Play a tune?

Zhang Li's attention was immediately attracted.

As we all know, singing and playing music has always been Wu Mu's specialty.

Everyone accompanied Wu Mu to find a hotel.

The road was not boring at all. Wu Mu chatted with everyone casually, "The capital has cooled down in the past two days, and the temperature suddenly dropped. When I passed by the Xiaonan River nearby the day before yesterday, the river was not frozen yet. Wait. I went to see it this morning and it was all frozen.”

Zhang Li felt that this man seemed to have a special affinity since his house collapsed. Listening to him was like listening to a friend chatting. Even if he was talking about trivial things, he would not feel bored.

Of course, it may be that he is too eye-catching, and everything he says is attractive.

Zhang Li listened quietly, and her best friend Han Yan also listened, complaining at the same time, "Isn't it cold if he wears such thin clothes? It's six or seven degrees below zero now. Isn't he afraid of getting cold again?"

Wu Mu was in good health and did not feel cold. He chatted along the way and soon found a small restaurant that was still open at this time.

"Boss, can I sit in your shop for a while and play the guitar?"

The restaurant owner is not shown, but his voice can be heard.

"Okay, okay, there's no one in the store now. Are you the big star who lives nearby?"

"Hahaha, I'm not a big star."

"My daughter likes you very much. I told her before that you were filming nearby, and she called me for more than an hour. She didn't come back from leave. Can you sign an autograph for her?" You can tell it even just by listening to your voice. The restaurant owner is happy.

Han Yan couldn't help but mutter, "Wugou is really promising now. He has fans wherever he goes."

He is simply more famous than he was before his collapse.

"We probably just happened to meet him, but he is really recognizable now. Once you see him, you will never forget him."

For ordinary celebrities, even if they are top-notch celebrities like Xiao Yi, ordinary passers-by who don't know them will not think about whether they are celebrities or not.

They still have a lot of ugly photos in bad condition offline.

But in Wumu, everyone who meets him will subconsciously have an idea of ​​whether this person is a star.

And there is no ugly appearance of being in a bad state at all. Even if it was taken by a passerby from a dead angle, it still looks like a refined picture, and the skin, temperament, etc. are clean and scary.

After signing for the restaurant owner, Wu Mu sat down in a seat in the store and put his phone on the table, facing him.

It's time to start playing a tune.

Both girlfriends sat up straight.

Wu Mu held the guitar and said, "A new song, "Missing Through Time and Space."

Thoughts traveling through time and space?

Wu Mu gently plucked the strings, briefly tested the sound, and then started playing.

Zhang Li and Han Yan listened quietly.

It's just a simple song, there's no singing, and it's not like when Wu Mu sings, you'll be absorbed in it as soon as you listen to it.

But.

Listening to this melodious and soothing melody, the two of them felt increasingly heavy.

"Missing Through Time and Space" is a very famous song on Earth in the previous life. Not only is it very popular, but it has also been played in dozens of versions on dongxiao, flute, guqin, erhu, etc.

Because the song uses a lot of minor chords, the melody is mostly in a downward direction, and there are many combinations of jumps and progressions, so the overall song is a rather sad song.

Zhang Li and Han Yan didn't have any professional knowledge of music, but they could hear the emotion of the piece just by listening.

Especially when this melody matches the appearance of Chen Mu in the current video.

Different from his usual relaxed appearance, where he always smiles and chats with everyone like friends, Wu Mu, who is playing a tune at this time, seems to have been immersed in the music.

There was a look on his face that no one had ever seen before, filled with nostalgia, sadness and loneliness.

It's like being abandoned alone in a world with only one person, no familiar friends, no familiar family, no similar people to communicate with, a deep loneliness.

Zhang Li has seen many of Wu Mu's performances, some of them bad. She has seen the sadness, despair, numbness, guilt, etc. that sink into Wu Mu's emotions when he sings.

But I have never seen him alone.

An unspeakable feeling of distress filled her heart.

My best friend Han Yan next to me was obviously a little worried.

The song only lasts about two or three minutes and is played quickly.

After finishing playing, Wu Mu in the video seemed to have come out specifically to play a piece of music, smiling and waving to the camera, "Okay, I'm done playing, that's it. I'm going back to sleep, there will be a show tomorrow."

When the video ended, Wu Mu could sleep, but Zhang Li and Han Yan couldn't.

After two seconds of silence, Han Yan sighed.

There are a lot of things I want to say and ask in my heart, but I feel like there is no need to ask anymore.

After all, I have known for a long time that the more I get in touch with this person, the more I understand that he has various rich emotions in his heart.

When they thought that this idol they liked so much before was so gray in the past, and they, the fans, had never known it before, they both felt somewhat distressed. And I feel more and more that this person's house collapse may not be so unforgivable.

The two of them finally knew what was going on with the silent anti-fans in the anti-fans group.

They didn't really want to talk at this time.

I just silently clicked on the comment section of Wu Mu’s new Weibo, wanting to see what everyone was talking about.

"Who is this song played by Wu Gou? It's really stupid. Did Wu Gou do it on purpose? He always engages in this kind of fan abuse operation, which makes me feel psychological burden even if I call him Wu Gou, no, I have more Think back to how he cut leeks like a dog!”

"The longing that travels through time and space is probably thinking of his parents."

"Isn't there anyone who will tell me what happened at Wu Gou's house? At first, I just thought that his parents passed away due to some accident, but now, the more I look at it, the more I feel something is wrong?"

"Some people say that there have been revelations on the Internet, but they are all exaggerated and there is no truth."

"No one can directly check the household registration. What's going on in the afternoon dog file?"

"Don't do stupid things. It's illegal. Since Wu Gou doesn't want to talk about it and hasn't revealed anything for so many years, why bother to get to the bottom of it?"

"Yes, don't be foolish enough to do such a thing. And with Wu Gou's character, if you really dare to use official means to do such a thing, he will definitely not let you go. Don't lose yourself just for a moment of pretense. He even got his hat and was sent to jail.”

It started with comments from passers-by.

But soon, some comments from fans appeared.

"Brother Wumu, we will always be with you!"

"Brother Wu Mu, you are not alone in the world. There are still many fans who support you in Korea."

"We love you, Brother Wumu."

This is what Korean fans say.

Korean fans are heartbroken.

Sure enough, my brother’s usually strong and optimistic appearance is all just an act!

How could there be no impact at all when being treated like that by these people in China?

No matter how optimistic and happy I usually pretend to be, on a time like my birthday, I still can’t help but expose my loneliness.

He must be trying to rely on his ability and performance to make those people in China who bully him recognize him, but the viewers in China are all hard-hearted bastards!

Brother Wumu should leave China immediately and make his debut in Korea!

In addition to Korean fans, there is another type of comment.

"Wu Mu, you are not alone, we will always support you."

"Although I don't know your past, I hope you can get out of the haze of the past. Many fans and your friends are supporting you."

"While you may not need fans, many of us have been paying attention to your situation."

Judging from the fact that he is called Wumu, not Brother Wumu, or Wugou, these people are most likely his Chinese fans.

It seems that something is really wrong with my brother this time. He posted such a bad video about his emotions on his birthday, which made everyone a little bit unable to sit still.

It’s not like I’m just pretending to be happy and optimistic at ordinary times, and then it’s exposed on my birthday or in the dead of night.

Wumu fans, who were still secretly observing, couldn't help but speak in support.

Well, it was their remarks that immediately aroused the indignation of Korean fans.

"There is no need for you to be hypocritical here. When Brother Wu Mu is constantly facing online violence, why don't you come out and speak for him!"

"In the face of bullying and online violence, you who stand by and pretend not to see it are also murderers!"

"Yes, you are not worthy to be Brother Wumu's fans!"

Korean fans share the same hatred and seem to think that heresy is more hateful than heresy.

Wu Mu’s domestic fans are going to be furious.

These Korean fans are separated by the Internet and have different contexts, so they don’t have such deep feelings about many things.

Why don't you come out and speak for Wu Mu?

You don’t have back pain while standing and talking, right?

Sometimes they feel like scolding that man, so he needs them to talk!

Just like you, come to the country and wait to be kicked out of the fandom by that piece of shit!

Domestic fans are too lazy to pay attention to these people who are also willing to spend money on Wu Mu, and just silently push their own comments up.

The Korean fans did not give in and began to support their own side.

The two sides competed with each other.

People on Lezi Road who were still feeling uncomfortable were all happy.

Okay, okay, Wugou fans are really going to split into two factions, right?

That's it, let's fight!

Wu Mu didn’t know whether the fight started online or not, but Wu Mu knew something was wrong with him.

After discharging the short-term emotions in his heart, he took his guitar and returned to the hotel to sleep.

Then when he woke up the next day, he felt dizzy, nauseated, and immediately felt bad in his heart.

No, he won't catch a cold!

The system's physique of over 80 points is fake!

Wu Mu stood up groggily, put on his clothes, and wanted to go out to a nearby clinic to check out.

Outside, Lin Qingyue told him to wake up later today as she said yesterday. The crew had already gone out to film.

However, there are also some crew members left behind in the hotel.

"Teacher Wumu"

A steward saw him and wanted to say hello, then looked at Wu Mu's pale face, and immediately felt something was wrong.

"Teacher Wumu, what's wrong with you?"

Wu Mu’s voice was frighteningly hoarse, “I feel a little uncomfortable.”

The steward quickly stepped forward to help him, and then couldn't help but reach out and touch his forehead, "I have a fever! It's so hot!"

"I called Director Lin."

"No, there is a clinic nearby. I can just go and check it out myself." Wu Mu waved his hand.

It's a pity that the venue management didn't pay attention to it.

Humph, he's not stupid. If he doesn't call to report this kind of thing, then he's just waiting to be tricked.

After calling, Lin Qingyue came back quickly.

She looked at Wu Mu who was already in a small clinic nearby, feeling helpless and amused, "I asked you to run outside and play the guitar last night."

As he spoke, he reached out and touched his forehead, "How many degrees did you measure?"

Wu Mu was still groggy and smiled a little guilty, "You know, I'm still measuring."

"How could you not know that you are making such a big move?"

(End of chapter)