Because "I love this land"!
It was a mess!
A fight had broken out at the scene!
More than twenty youths and a few older guys and girls had surrounded Lee Anson and his two bodyguards to beat them up. The Central TV staff and security team were desperately trying to break it up while other celebrities and artistes were also persuading the attackers not to do it. Some hardcore fans of Lee Anson had rushed forward to try to protect Lee Anson as well. As they were all young girls, the others did not dare to lay a finger on them and only avoided hitting them. Someone was hindered by one of Lee Anson's brain-dead fans and couldn't do anything, so after a while, he could only give up.
"He's trying to escape!"
"Beat up Lee Anson!"
"Stop right there!"
"Anson-oppa!"
"Ah! Who's scratching at me!"
"They've insulted us as a backward nation! Why are you still on his side?"
"We like Anson-oppa, so!? He can insult us as much he likes and we'll still like him!"
That scene was indescribably messy. A hundred people had set themselves on them and no one wanted out!
At this moment, some noise could be heard coming from two directions. It was the sound of chatting and laughter. A crowd came out from the special tunnel exit and at the other side, a number of audiences and reporters had also begun exiting the gala venue. The incident over here had gone on for too long as the Spring Festival Gala had also come to an end!
A slightly more well known male host was walking out and laughing with a few friends. He was attending as a guest tonight and was enjoying the company of his friends, "I still preferred Sister Zhang and Auntie Zhang's 'Woman Flower'. That song is simply too....." Suddenly, he turned his head and saw the fight, causing him to stand and stare with his mouth opened!
"What's the matter?"
"What is this?"
"Aiyo, there's a fight going on!"
"It's the new year, what is this!"
All of those who had exited the gala venue were stunned by this, with no exception. No one could possibly have expected it since they were still in a celebratory mood inside while all of this violence was happening outside!
"Quickly go and take a look at what's happening!"
"Call for help! Call for someone to help first!"
The Central TV supervisor, who was trying to control the incident earlier, turned pale. He had wanted to resolve it before it became a big issue, but who would have known that the gala had already ended. Everyone began streaming out of the venue. The people who came out were no ordinary people either. They included the organization’s leaders, some influential public figures, and their families, all people of importance. He couldn't keep it under wraps anymore even if he wanted to! It was impossible!
Sure enough, quite a number of Central TV's leaders had stepped out at this time. They had been busy with the gala's broadcast earlier and no one dared to disturb them. As their phones were switched off, they only learned of the news now. All of them rushed over anxiously only to be angered by what they saw!
"Stop!"
"What's going on!"
"Quickly, pull them apart!"
"Stop fighting! I am the Deputy Station Head of Central TV! Come to me if there's an issue!"
However, no one was listening to him. No matter how much they shouted for them to stop from the outside, or if they were the Deputy Station Head or the security guards, none of them were able to get those who had surrounded Lee Anson to list or do as they were told!
When Zhang Ye saw this, he too was worried that they would hurt Lee Anson badly. It was fine if they just gave him a punch or two. In the event that they injured him heavily, that would be bad. He squeezed himself over into the crowd and said, "Everyone, stop fighting. That's enough!" It seemed like there was no need for Lee Anson to apologize anymore. His face was bruised all over, so he probably couldn't say sorry even if he wanted to. The two bodyguards were the same and had their faces all messed up, but their injuries did not seem too bad and just looked mostly to be superficial wounds. At most, they would have suffered a dislocation. The commoners did not go for heavy blows, nor did they use any weapons. They used nothing more than just their fists and legs to vent their frustrations.