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People who are keen on surfing have a deep understanding of the waves. The waves one after another are not the terrible opponents that will swallow them up, but they gallop on a happy battlefield. The waves that are higher than once will only make them more and more excited. One or two meters of waves are nothing, and waves over four meters are the paradise for surfers. The endless waves are full of countless challenges.

At this time, Evan Bell felt like he was surfing, but it was not the waves, but the heat wave formed by the sound of more than 10,000 people gathered together. One wave higher than the other made Evan Bell have almost no reaction time, and it seemed to be overturned by the surging waves at any time. A four-meter wave in front of him had just hit, and then another eight-meter wave roared. Evan Bell could only try his best to stabilize his heart, which was rising and falling, and calmly stepped on the waves again, enjoying the Shanghai wind at the tip of the waves, the sound of the waves, and the pleasure and comfort of the head facing him. But before this wave could go down, the next wave of ten meters high rumbled and rushed over again, layered heat waves burning Evan Bell's skin, and the whole person was bumping up and down with the sound waves.

When Evan Bell walked down the stairs of the cabin step by step, the people on this land in South Africa were cheering Evan Bell with their heartfelt enthusiasm. Everyone seemed to have inexhaustible energy, bursting out one after another, forming a powerful wave, rushing towards Evan Bell.

Evan Bell's footsteps touched the scorching red carpet, as if the flames around it were starting to burn. The weather in Cape Town, which was originally like an oven, was now full of fire, as if he would not give up without burning Evan Bell's clothes into ashes.

Behind Evan Bell, Teddy Bell and Eden Hudson followed quickly, and the guards on both sides quickly surrounded Evan Bell and protected Evan Bell in the middle. Evan Bell felt that he was not an artist, but more like a target who would be assassinated at any time.

The remaining guards standing in front of the crowd forming a wall of people. Once again, they felt the constant impact behind them. The fans behind them began to crowd forward. The guards held the hands of their companions tightly, and then grabbed the ground with their feet. They hoped that they could rely on the power of holding hands to stop the tide-like power behind them. However, the situation did not seem to be as they wished. The fans behind were constantly crowding forward, just hoping to be closer to Evan Bell and a little closer. Before the previous wave had time to subside, the next wave rushed over and hit the guards and the fans in the front row, and everyone's center of gravity was tilted in the waves.

"Evan! I love you!" Such heart-wrenching screams, cracking clouds and stones, seemed very penetrating in the cheers and shouts, and traces were slid under the cloudless blue sky, but it made people unable to find the source of the sound, because such screams could be heard everywhere, as if a sentence "Evan", a sentence "I love you", and a sentence "Ah" were enough to vent all the emotions in the heart. All the sounds gathered together, making people feel that their eardrums were the drum face of the ring drum. This scattered and condensed boundary was a drumstick, which used all the strength of the body to beat the drum hard, one after another.

Evan Bell turned around and looked at the crazy pick-up team around him. He originally planned to speed up his pace, but firstly, the whole bloated army could not move faster; secondly, facing such a passionate audience, it was too unkind to leave in a hurry. So Evan Bell could not move faster.

The faces of the crowd on both sides were deformed because they were too excited. The fans were full of expectations and fanaticism. Their faces lost their original shape under the crazy shouts of their mouths, and tears flowed wildly on their red faces. The guards were squeezed by the pressure behind them without any resistance. They were all trying their best to maintain order on the scene. This was like a dam that would collapse at any time. Clear cracks could be seen on the dam.

Evan Bell knew that the crowd had lost their minds at this time, and it was impossible to control the scene. He had to leave the scene quickly to get the fans calm down. Otherwise, once the crowd broke through the blockade, casualties could occur at any time.

Evan Bell looked back at Teddy Bell and Eden Hudson. Now their nerves were completely tense. The scene was too crazy and even made people feel terrible. The fans around him were like beasts, staring at them with their eyes shining, which made them feel that they were raw meat on the chopping board and could be swallowed at any time. After receiving Evan Bell's eyes, Teddy Bell and Eden Hudson also knew that it would not work. The original happy pick-up ceremony was only a thread away from turning into a tragic situation in hell.

Evan Bell did not wave to say hello, but began to spread his palms flat and pushed them out flat, signaling everyone to retreat without making a sound, but amplifying their mouths and saying, "Calm down! Calm down!" In the current situation of continuous waves, any sound is futile, so Evan Bell hopes that his mouth can be accepted as a message.

But it seems that the scene is out of control. When a guard in front finally began to feel weak in his right hand and could not grasp his companion's left hand, or because the sweat in his palms made his hands start to lubricate, the result was that the wall made of both hands was loosened. The person standing in the front rushed forward because of the constant pressure behind him. Even if the person in the first row had no intention of moving forward, he could not control his center of gravity at this time and rushed forward.

With the first one, there is the second one. Fortunately, the center of gravity of the previous few people who were squeezed forward did not completely lose their center of gravity and did not fall to the ground. They just staggered a few times and then stood back. But before they could make further adjustments, the people standing next to them all rushed out with the intention of surging forward. There was a hole in the dam, so the water flowed down.

The Thousand Mile Dike collapsed from the ant hole. At this time, it was no longer just the ant hole, it was a huge loophole that could not be compensated. Everyone began to rush forward, and the guards who were able to hold hands tightly just now reached the stage of exhaustion. This sudden impact force immediately made everyone let go of their hands. More than 10,000 people began to flock forward.

In just under five seconds, ten thousand people quickly surrounded Evan Bell in the middle. The encirclement formed by the guards could no longer control the situation and narrowed the scope bit by bit.

At this moment, Evan Bell lowered his head and then got out of the crowd. This was the wisest choice, but he couldn't do it. These people were at any time likely to be injured. He felt that he could at least help, so he let go and shouted, "Get back! Go back!"

Teddy Bell, Eden Hudson, extrajudicial madman and others were squeezed tightly in the middle, and a small number of people were directly dispersed, not knowing where they went. But the rest of those standing next to Evan Bell realized that they must unite to calm down. "Go back! Go back!" Everyone responded to Evan Bell's voice and shouted loudly.

Evan Bell only felt that he was holding hands all over his body, and even slapped the left and right on his cheek. It was originally a lively reception ceremony, but now it has become a chaotic disaster. But Evan Bell didn't care about these things anymore. He could only yell at the possibility of hoarseness in his voice, "Get back! Go back!"

The guards next to him heard Evan Bell's shouting, and the earnestness and infectiousness in the voice made them shout together without thinking, "Get back! Go back!"

The fans who were squeezed into the innermost were originally keen to attack Evan Bell - either Teddy Bell or Eden Hudson, but after hearing the shouts of Evan Bell and others, they also realized something was wrong. In addition, the pressure kept coming from behind squeezed all the air in their lungs. This feeling was very uncomfortable, so they subconsciously shouted the same sentence, which was "Back!"

In this space surrounded by more than 10,000 people, the "retreat" sounds one after another, and the sounds went from small to large, becoming clearer and more powerful. So the crowd at the end finally stopped squeezing forward. Slowly, little by little, the huge crowd finally began to relax.

Teddy Bell and Eden Hudson saw Evan Bell lower their heads quickly, and then walked forward from the gap between people along the red carpet on the ground. The two of them quickly protected Evan Bell and walked forward quickly. If the chaos in the scene was to be truly controlled, Evan Bell, the "fuse" of the "fuse" would definitely not be left on the scene, so he had to leave. This is the solution.

This stretch of people went from orderly to madness, then to tightening into a ball, and then to loosening scattered. Everyone was shouting the name "Evan Bell", but when they realized it, Evan Bell could no longer be found at the scene, and even the extra-law madmen and others walked forward with their heads down. Only then did the surging craze have a cooldown.

Fever, the passion that was enough to reach the boiling point, led to the madness of moving forward, ignited Evan Bell's footsteps in Cape Town little by little, and the red lotus under her feet bloomed proudly. In this passionate craze of thousands of people picking up the plane, Evan Bell finally arrived in Cape Town, announcing the "first" world tour concert started again.

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