Chapter 141: A Half-Song on the Ancient Zither Silences the Whole Venue—And Just Like That He's the Guru of Ancient-Style Music?

Stampede!

Those four words exploded in Su Meng's mind in an instant.

This was a huge mess now—one wrong move and people could die!

"Quiet! Quiet! Everyone quiet down!"

Su Meng instinctively stopped his clappers and shouted into the microphone.

But by then the crowd had already fallen into chaos, with many people screaming in panic.

How could things possibly quiet down in just a moment or two?

At this moment, the viewers in the livestream also noticed the scene and instantly tensed up.

Quite a few were so startled they leapt straight up from their chairs.

As if a bucket of cold water had been dumped over their heads, they calmed down at once.

But even if they could stay calm, how could so many people on-site possibly calm down?

……

"Something's happened!"

Qin Jie let out a sharp scream that startled Duan Jiangping, who had been immersed in the joy of counting money.

He lifted his head unhappily and glared at Qin Jie.

But he saw Qin Jie's face deathly pale, her finger trembling as she pointed at the screen.

The screen had already descended into chaos.

Some were crying, some were shouting, and some were desperately pushing outward.

Seeing this, a chill shot straight up Duan Jiangping's spine from the base of his tail to the crown of his head.

This was… a stampede? The kind where people could die?

And it was caused by Su Meng's performance?

The moment he thought of all this, Duan Jiangping's heart turned cold inside.

It's over, completely over this time.

Their own artist had poked a hole the size of the sky!

Duan Jiangping's body went limp, and he collapsed powerlessly onto the sofa……

……

Outside the convention center, Xia Qingqing led the medical team as they charged inward.

By now it was people squeezing against people, shoulder to shoulder, with many still rushing outward.

How could they possibly push their way in?

Xia Qingqing was so anxious her eyes were practically shooting fire, but besides worrying, what could she do now?

What to do? What to do?