C496 The Music Festival Is a Blur

Shen Yi was fine. At least she could understand this man's words. However, Han Chung was at a loss because of this sudden turn of events. What was going on with this man? When he saw them, he would mutter something and even glare at them after saying a few words. It was as if he owed them money.

Probably because the two of them looked too surprised, the man's wrinkles became deeper. He pulled the two of them and started to scold them again, "Didn't we agree that we will be there at 8: 30? Look at what time it is now!"

The man pointed at his wristwatch. "To think I came to pick you up. In the end, I waited here for you for two whole hours! Let me tell you, if you still want to slack off today, I will definitely fire you! "

The man's final expression was somewhat fierce. Han Chung originally wanted to struggle a little, but when he saw this expression, his anger instantly died down.

Even Shen Yi did not say anything. He did not want to die because he did not even understand what she said.

The man saw the two of them lowering their heads and looking like they knew they were in the wrong and felt a little more at ease. He loosened his grip on the two of them and said, "Hurry up and follow me, because you have delayed a lot of work. If you do not do it well, your salary will be deducted!"

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Shen Yi pulled Han Chung and followed. Han Chung winked at Shen Yi and asked, "What's going on?"

"It's probably that the production team arranged for this uncle to provide us with clues, but the prerequisite is that we have to help him work."

Han Chung looked like he did not know what to say. After holding it in for a while, he finally said, "So our 38 euros were wasted just like that?"

Shen Yi was also a little speechless about the production team's methods. "At least we went to the library and got an Irish fan."

Han Chung said in a low voice, "F * ck," and then said, "He came here to wait for us?"

Shen Yi nodded.

So this was a trap set by the production team from the beginning to the end.

The production team had long predicted that they would go to San San Yi University, and that they would definitely return to the square from San San Yi University. The direction of the two buses was exactly the opposite, so even the person who had been arranged in advance was waiting for them at the bus stop on the side of San San Yi's square.

Furthermore, Shen Yi believed that as long as someone made some preparations for Irish culture, they would most likely go to San San Yi to find a clear target, Brian Bolde, to play the harp. Instead of going to the crowded square of music festival to try their luck.

Shen Yi expressed that she was convinced.

Han Chung's expression was not good. He pouted and made a face at the camera.

Sure enough, the man brought the two of them to the backstage of the stage. Just as he threw away the two microphones, he was pulled away by the other staff members.

Han Chung looked at the microphones and then at the middle-aged man who was throwing a tantrum in the distance. "What are we going to do now?"

The two of them were dumbfounded. It was a hen.

"Hey! Why haven't you changed your clothes yet? It's your turn!" A woman with gray hair and blue eyes pointed at Han Chung and Shen Yi and said to the girl beside her, "Hurry up and take them to change their clothes. Hurry up!"

"Something doesn't seem right." Shen Yi looked at the microphone in her hand. "Are we going up to sing?"

Han Chung was pulled by a boy into the changing room. "We will act according to the situation!"

Shen Yi gestured at him with an OK hand to show that she understood.

Then the truth told them that what they needed to do was to act according to the situation and go up to the stage to sing to thousands of Irish friends.

The staff also placed a box with their names written on it under the stage. There was a line of small opening on the top of the box, and it said, Thank you for voting for the singer.

Han Chung Shen Yi: Where exactly is this?

There was an entire band on the stage. Both men and women looked at the two people standing on the stage, dumbstruck. It seemed that as long as they did not play music, they would not take the initiative to play the instruments in their hands.

This was the largest and most concentrated music festival in the year in Ireland. Many foreign tourists and Irish people had gathered below the stage. They were familiar with the program of the music festival, so when they saw the two new faces, the oriental people were quite excited. They whistled loudly.

Han Chung swallowed hard and looked at Shen Yi, "This is a duck on a rack, singing?"

Shen Yi's heart was square. "What if I don't know how to sing?"

Han Chung looked around and saw that the dense crowd was inexplicably nervous. "Then find a suitable musical instrument and I will sing it."

"What do you want to sing?"

"I want to sing Hazy."