Island Country, Tokyo

Outside Haneda Airport, there are hundreds of people waiting here at this moment, with a slight cold wind blowing and a little cool.

But these people just rub their hands, without any impatience.

"Here, come."

With a shout, the next moment, countless people looked up and saw several figures walking out at the exit of the airport.

"Here, the king, here."

"Oh, I finally waited, hurry up and take a photo."

"Oh my God, the king is here, I can see the king with my own eyes."

"Happiness, I have loved it for so long, and I can finally see it."

“…………”

When the figure heard the shouts, he slowly walked over. For a moment, countless people were excited.

The person who came was a young man in his thirties, following his band's partner.

This group of people is nothing but Huang Tianwang and others who came to participate in the Asian Singer Competition.

"Ah, King of Heaven, I am your fan. Can you sign an autograph for me?"

"Chief, can you take a photo with you? I like you so much."

"And I, I like your rock music so much."

“…………………”

With a burst of exclamations, hundreds of people gathered around. Huang Tianwang and others were not helpless, but patiently helped the fans sign autographs and took photos together.

Behind the side, Su Mu looked at this scene silently and couldn't help but sigh.

This is the status of a king-level singer.

No matter where you are, you will have your own fans.

"Muzi, I believe you will definitely have it."

Awu, who was beside him, patted Sumu on the shoulder, and he had confidence in Sumu.

"That, sorry, can..."

Just as Awu comforted Sumu, a soft and cute voice came over.

Su Mu and Awu turned their heads and saw a cute girl holding paper and pen in her hand, watching Su Mu want to speak but stop.

"Hmm? Do you want to ask me for help with the signature?"

Su Mu looked at the other party's big round eyes and couldn't help but wonder.

"That, Sumu, I am your fan. Can you sign me with an autograph?"

Unexpectedly, the cute girl shook her head firmly, and handed the notebook and pen to Su Mu.

Su Mu was stunned for a moment, a little flattered.

"Oh oh oh oh, no problem."

He quickly took it over, signed the name, and took a photo with the other party.

Seeing the other party leave with satisfaction, Su Mu felt a little like a dream.

"Muzi, I didn't see that you have fans abroad. Look at the girl just now, how cute."

Awu on the side was shocked. Sumu actually had fans in the island country.

"Yeah, it's cute."

Su Mu, who was stunned, responded, and the next moment, he felt a chill behind him.

A cold voice came slowly from behind.

"Oh? Is it cute?"

Awu and Sumu were shocked, but they forgot about Zhang Ying's existence.

"Cute, poor no one loves it."

Su Mu scratched his head awkwardly and explained forcibly.

"snort."

He shouted coldly, Zhang Ying turned around and ignored him.

For a moment, the atmosphere became awkward.

Su Mu looked at Huang Tianwang and his band not far away, and didn't know what to think in his heart.

It was not until everything was over and when it was arranged to get on the bus that Sumu came to his senses.

"Sumu, please sit on my side."

They should have separated, but when they got on the bus, Huang Tianwang spoke.

The agent next to him was stunned for a moment, but still did not stop him.

After hesitating, Su Mu, Zhang Ying and others looked at each other and walked over.

Inside the carriage, Su Mu silently looked at the man in front of him.

This is not the first time we met, but I don’t know if it’s Su Mu’s illusion.

Compared with the previous one, Huang Tianwang seemed to have lost weight a little bit.

"Sumu, are you curious why I invited you?"

Seeing Su Mu not speaking, Huang Tianwang was very talkative and spoke directly.

"Well, it's a bit."

Nodded, Su Mu really didn't understand that he had nothing to do with King Huang.

"I still remember the last time I was at the Chinese Music Festival, your songs and stories moved me very much."

Huang Tianwang said slowly, carelessly, as if it was a chat between friends.

"There are few singers like you in the Chinese music scene."

It seemed to be sighing and admiring, and Sumu was a little confused.

Because of this?

So invite yourself?

"Haha, you are not the king of heaven yet, so you don't understand."

Looking at Su Mu's puzzled appearance, Huang Tianwang chuckled twice.

"When you reach the King of Heaven and want to go further, you will understand."

He said something, and King Huang did not continue to tell, leaving Su Mu confused.

When he arrived at the arranged hotel, Su Mu and Huang Tianwang said apart, and frowned and walked in with Zhang Ying and others.

"Muzi, what did King Huang talk to you?"

Awu was gossiping, and in this Asian Singer Competition, Huang Tianwang brought Sumu and took a car with Sumu alone.

What is definitely between the two?

"It's nothing, just chat."

Su Mu was absent-minded and was a little worried by the words of Huang Tianwang.

The group entered the hotel and had some rest.

There was nothing to say all night, and Sumu didn't wake up until the next morning.

There are still three days left before this singer competition.

The venue is at the foot of Mount Fuji.

When he woke up the next morning, Awu was already dressed in full.

"Muzi, do you want to go out for a walk?"

The scenery is very good in Mount Fuji, four months later.

"Forget it, you go."

This competition, there is still something to be busy with, and Sumu is not so free.

Awu nodded, without saying anything, and went out alone.

Su Mu and Zhang Ying are preparing for the next competition.

Time passes by little by little, as the Asian singer competition gets closer and closer.

Domestic media reporters are now focusing on the competition.
To be continued...