In the hotel, Su Mu lay weakly on the bed.

I was so tired that I came out of the airport, signed and took photos with my fans, etc. I was busy for more than three hours.

At this moment, Su Mu just wanted to rest quietly for a while.

"Bang bang bang..."

The sound of knocking on the door, accompanied by the sound of the doorbell, Su Mu stood up and opened the door weakly.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw the person coming outside the door and my expression rose again.

"Is there anything?"

The person who came was not someone else, it was Zhang Ying.

"What, I just want me to say at the door?"

I glanced at Su Mu, wondering if it was Zhang Ying's illusion.

Since the last Grammy concert, Sumu's attitude towards himself seems to have changed.

It became even more distant.

This feeling made her very strange.

Is this what she did wrong?

"Oh, sorry, come in."

He slightly moved out of the position and watched Zhang Ying come in, Su Mu closed the door.

In the corner not far away, Awu was watching this scene with excitement.

Go in, she goes in!

This lonely man and widowed woman live together in the same room, and are in a fire and fire. What happened after that...

"Is there anything so late?"

I sat down, poured Zhang Ying a glass of water, and asked.

"Smith will participate in the competition the day after tomorrow."

Zhang Ying didn't keep it a secret and said it directly.

For a moment, Su Mu frowned.

Smith wants to attend?

He didn't find Smith on the list.

"He didn't know what method he used to obtain the qualification of a special contestant."

Zhang Ying explained.

Su Mu, who was beside him, had a cold face and his eyes were shining with glory.

That Smith has targeted himself everywhere since the last Asian singer competition ended.

This time, the other party took a lot of effort to follow him to the American concert, and it was obvious that he was going to cause trouble.

But Sumu didn't know what Smith wanted to do.

"You don't have to worry too much. This is a big concert, and he doesn't dare to do anything."

Seeing Su Mu becoming more serious, Zhang Ying couldn't help but comfort her.

This is the second largest concert in the United States. How dare Smith cause trouble under the eyes of countless people?

"Yeah, hope so."

For some reason, Su Mu felt a little uneasy.

The matter was over, and the atmosphere in the field became subtly awkward.

Su Mu came to his senses and looked at Zhang Ying in front of him. He couldn't help scratching his head and lowered his head to drink tea.

"That, I won't bother you, I'll leave first."

Zhang Ying also understood, took a look, and got up directly.

Su Mu followed and came all the way to the door.

Zhang Ying's steps of leaving paused, turned slightly, and stared at Su Mu.

Su Mu's heart was trembling when he was stared at by Zhang Ying like this.

Couldn't this person guessed something?

"Why do you always feel that your attitude towards me has changed recently?"

He murmured and asked Su Mu.

The latter Sumu breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this.

Just don't doubt it.

It's just that he is not easy to answer this topic.

"Okay, I think I know the answer."

After taking a look at Su Mu, Zhang Ying turned around and left without looking back.

Seeing this scene, Su Mu shook his head helplessly and sighed.

In the corner not far away, Awu was stunned when he looked at this scene.

What happened? It was sent out.

How long has it been since it was!

"No, Muzi, you're so weak."

He sighed secretly in his heart that he had never seen such a person before.

"Bang."

The door was closed, and Su Mu also went in.

When Awu looked at this, he couldn't help but shake his head.

Inside the hotel, it was just like this in Sumu.

In the suite on the other side, Smith and others also appeared here.

"Smith, are you really going to do this this time?"

The agent was sitting on the sofa at this moment, looking at Smith in front of him with shock.

The other party came to the concert without knowing what channel it was.

Later, he directly planned to attack Sumu.

"Don't worry, no one knows about this matter."

Smith was confident and confident. This time, he was ready to make a comeback.

"It's too risky. Isn't it just a Chinese singer? Why do you have to do this?"

The agent is puzzled. Is it necessary for a Chinese singer to play so risky?

A carelessness will be devastating to Smith.

"Hmph, a Chinese singer, I will never allow yellow people to stand on my head."

Smith yelled coldly, saying that this is the United States, not a place where Chinese people can scatter wildly.

Hearing such words, the agent was helpless.

Such a person is too extreme and cannot persuade him at all.

Smith stared out the window.

I can't wait for the concert to begin.

At the same time, the concert is about to begin, and many domestic netizens came here to squeeze into the hotel.

Among them, Wang Ze, a rich second generation, directly took over the presidential suite.

The rest of the people also chose to be closer to the concert.

For a moment, the surroundings gradually became lively.

Time passes by little by little, and two days pass by in a blink of an eye.

"Muzi, are you okay? We're going to set off."

In the afternoon, Awu came to urge him.

The door opened and Su Mu's figure slowly walked out.

"Let's go."

The concert needs to be prepared in advance, so everyone chooses to go earlier.
To be continued...