However, Huang Zitao still had some doubts about Lu Fei's achievements in his heart, but when he saw the scene in front of him, all his doubts disappeared in an instant.
Yes, there was nothing more shocking than the scene in front of him. Because of the shock, Huang Zitao understood that everything seemed very simple. In fact, it was not so simple. Many things were not just simple guesses. At least, this was much more difficult than he imagined. It was not so simple.
The continuous shouts and cheers explained everything. If he had known earlier, he would not have refused to sing "Meteor" with Lu Fei. After all, it was so popular. He could also ride on the popularity. He dared not say that it would be a big hit, but it should not be a problem for him to become a small hit.
Now, everyone wanted to be popular. Huang Zitao also wanted to take the opportunity to ride on the popularity. It was just that his way of riding on the popularity might be a little strange. However, he still wanted to ride on the popularity. There was no reason. He just wanted to ride on the popularity. It was purely for the sake of riding on the popularity.
He did not have any other thoughts. It was that simple. He just wanted to ride on the popularity for the sake of riding on the popularity. However, it was obviously too late now. Lu Fei was not a fool. How could he let Huang Zitao ride on the popularity for nothing?
"Everyone, please be quiet. I am very happy to be able to meet everyone here in this place. I am also very honored to be able to participate in today's program. "
"It is really a great honor. Thank you, everyone. I am Lu Fei. " Before Lu Fei's voice on the stage fell, there was a thunderous applause on the field. It was unusually crisp and pleasing to the ears. The feeling was simply indescribable. In short, it was unusually awesome.
"Pa." It was like setting off a landmine. Fortunately, everyone was a warrior. Their discipline was still very strong. It was not like the usual concerts where there were people constantly shouting and cheering from the beginning to the end.
"I am very happy and honored to be able to participate in this program. It is really a great honor. Thank you for your support. Well, let's get back to the topic. Today is a grand festival of the Heroes Camp, Heroes' Day. Now, let's invite a few heroes to come on stage to receive their awards. Also, today, every hero here can receive a small gift that I specially prepared for you. Everyone will have one. "
Every time Lu Fei held a concert, as long as he was in the program, he would prepare some small gifts. Although the money was not much, it was a sign of his sincerity. Besides, to him, money was not that important, because he had money, right? He did not lack that little bit of money.
Since he was so rich now, the money naturally had to be taken out to give back to his fans. This was something that every artist would do......
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You like me, but it doesn't mean that I will like you. But Lu Fei was different. He loved everyone who loved him. He felt that it was an honor. Perhaps, this very good habit of his was also the reason for his success. As Lu Fei's fans, they would have an inexplicable feeling.
Because Lu Fei would share his honor with them. If it were other artists, they would not even think about it. Although Lu Fei was very low-key, in front of his fans, he was never a low-key person. He remembered that during the last Workers' Stadium concert with 100,000 people, Lu Fei took out a supercar that was worth three million yuan for a lucky draw. In the end, it was won by a fan. Yes, there was no shady dealings in this lucky draw.
However, that generous fan donated the car to Lu Fei's Dream Foundation in the end. Idols have feelings, so do fans. This move touched countless fans. Suddenly, there was a donation craze on the Internet. Within a month, Lu Fei's Dream Foundation received nearly one billion yuan in donations.
It was a real donation of one billion yuan, not a fake one. Many of the donation associations were actually faking the amount of donations. This led to many people discovering that there were so many people donating that they felt embarrassed if they didn't donate. Thus, they led a large number of people to donate as well.
This was probably a kind of commercial behavior. After all, donating was a charitable act. However, the so-called philanthropic tycoons who prepared the donation … However, in the face of the donation amount, there were still many keyboard warriors and 50 Cent Fans on the Internet who were criticizing.
All kinds of criticism were overwhelming. These people were envious, jealous, and hateful. They always felt that there was something shady going on. However, when someone announced that Lu Fei owned 90% of Douyu's shares, no one dared to question the whereabouts of this money. The concept of 90% of shares was probably equivalent to a net worth of tens of billions of USD.
Would such a rich superstar in his early twenties be interested in such a small amount of money? He could smash those Fifty Cent Gang members and keyboard warriors to death with a stack of cash. Yes, he could smash them to death easily and effortlessly.
This was originally a "Heroes Camp Banquet". However, in the end, it became Lu Fei's solo concert. Moreover, it was a very high-class concert.
No, to be precise, it should be a fan meeting. The faces of the warriors were filled with excitement. They were all excited. To be able to get so close to their idol, this was something that they would never have dared to think about in the past. However, on this day, they really saw their idol with their own eyes.
Moreover, from the looks of it, he was actually the leader of the brainless fans. What the hell was wrong with this world? Where was science? Where was faith?!
Where was the trust between people? Had it been f * * king fed to the dogs? He still remembered that morning when the apprehensive Super Chen had been called over by his leader to reprimand him, saying that Lu Fei was a high-ranking official and an existence that he couldn't afford to offend. In the end, today —
His leader, who was usually high and mighty and insufferably arrogant, was actually this guy's fan. You couldn't imagine what it felt like to associate an old man in his late fifties with a crazy brainless fan. In short, Super Chen's current mood was like a f * * king dog.
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