Chapter 6 — Whose Seat Belongs To

“No… don't…” General Manager Vuong mumbled absentmindedly, looking like he had aged twenty years in just a moment, his whole body completely collapsed. Co Hoai didn't look at him once, his eyes turned to the two security guards who had previously tried to ignore and reconcile. "And you two," Co Hoai pointed at them, "They were security staff at the scene who did not distinguish between right and wrong, helping bad guys do evil things. You two, were also fired." The two guards' faces turned pale and they sat on the ground as if their strength had been drained from them. Finally, Co Hoai's eyes stopped on the cheeky boy Tieu Vu. As soon as Tieu Vu met its eyes, she trembled, not even daring to cry. Co Hoai looked at it, there was no anger in his eyes, only coldness and deep disappointment. "Aren't you a big fan of mine?" Tieu Vu reflexively nodded repeatedly. "Your music was written about pursuing dreams, about loving life, about gentleness and kindness. Listening to it over and over again, it seems like I haven't learned anything." "The only thing I've learned is to rely on one's power to bully people, to be arrogant and unreasonable." "Music mine, not for people like you." Co Hoai finished speaking, turned to the headphones on his ears, and coldly ordered: "Security, invite them out. I don't want to see them in my show." Immediately, a team of professional security guards dressed in black rushed out from backstage, picked up three people from General Director Vuong's family like three sandbags, and prepared to drag them away. Giang Lam burst into madness one last time, clutching the fence on the ground, screaming hoarsely: "Kieu Van! You scoundrel! You will not die kindly! Even if I become a ghost, I will not forgive you!" General Manager Vuong also reflected back, his face fiercely screaming: "You just wait! The Vuong family in Giang Thanh is not easy to mess with! I will definitely not leave this matter alone!" Their curses and threats, while being dragged away fading away, it sounded like a helpless cry. Very quickly, all three people were thrown out of the performance area, completely disappearing from the crowd's sight. A ridiculous drama has finally come to an end. The scene became quiet again for a moment. Co Hoai on stage once again bowed deeply to me. "Sister, I'm sorry. I made you suffer humiliation in front of everyone." I shook my head and smiled to reassure him. It was then that he breathed a sigh of relief, holding the microphone and turning to the entire audience. "Sorry everyone for the long wait. Now, the show officially begins!" Heroic music rang out in an instant, the stage lights changed, and the atmosphere immediately burned again. Screams, cheers, the call of Co Hoai's name and even... my name, echoed everywhere. "Kieu Van! Kieu Van!" "Sister, we love you!" I was a bit embarrassed, sat back in my seat - seat A, area A, row 1, number 1 - clean, spacious, a position that only belonged to me. The surrounding chairs had all been cleaned, and the staff quickly cleaned up the mess left by the Vuong family. Co Hoai's opening song is the song Dawn - a song I wrote specifically for him. "When the first ray of light tore through the long night, I saw you, standing at the top of the world..." He stood in the light, singing to me. I looked at my brilliant younger brother on stage, the corners of my eyes suddenly became wet. The little boy who used to follow behind and call me "sister" is now truly an adult. It can protect me, it has a stage that belongs to it. This performance has been prepared for so long, taking care of every detail to make it perfect. Yet because of my story, it started with such an incident. I felt a little guilty, took out my phone and texted him a message. "Don't be influenced, sing well. This is your stage." As soon as the message was sent, on stage, as if having a premonition, Co Hoai suddenly looked towards me. A song ends, during the interlude, he holds the mic

Laughing and telling the audience: "Just now, my sister sent me a text message, telling me not to worry about it, just sing well." The audience below laughed happily. "But to be honest, it's very difficult." Co Hoai's expression became serious: "Because just now, I was really angry." "I'm angry at myself for not being there in time. I'm angry at this world, because there always exist such unreasonable people." "But more than anything, it's a feeling of fear. If today my sister If she can't stand the pressure, if she's really deterred by money or those threats... then she will miss the first performance of my life. That will be a lifelong regret for both of us." "So," She took a deep breath, her eyes shining brightly at me, "The next song, I want to dedicate to my only sister - Kieu Van." still choose to live kindly.”“This song is called – My Shield.”