My absurd experiences in North America over the years

The award for Best Male Singer Video was presented midway through the ceremony. The presenter opened the envelope and read out the winner's name and song.

TI featuring the single "Live Your Life" in collaboration with Rihanna.

Li Fu recognized their names: TI was an Atlanta-born rapper known for his street style and storytelling ability, while Rihanna was a Barbados-born pop singer who later became one of the world's most famous female artists.

The song, a collaboration between the two, was released at the end of 2008. It blended hip-hop and pop elements and achieved good commercial success.

Through the big screen, Li Fu saw TI walk onto the stage wearing a dark coat, accept the trophy, and briefly thank his collaborators and team in a calm and restrained tone.

His posture and voice created a gentle contrast in the noisy night, as if he himself was not entirely sure why he was standing there, and that he was not very prepared to win an award.

Li Fu watched TI's figure disappear into the side of the stage and slightly adjusted his posture in his seat.

He knew the main event of the night was yet to come.

In the latter part of the awards ceremony, the award for Best Female Singer Video was finally brought up.

Taylor Swift was sitting not far from the stage, and her palms were slightly sweaty.

She didn't know the result. All the awards announced at the awards ceremony were decided by public vote, which continued until just before the ceremony began. No one could know in advance who the final winner would be.

Her competitors include Beyoncé, Lady Gaga, Katy Perry, and Pink, each of whom carries enough weight to make one feel overwhelmed.

Although Li Fu confidently stated that she would win the award, he himself did not even know whether she had come or not.

So Taylor Swift became increasingly uncertain.

She turned her head and scanned the room, only to see a sea of ​​people; it was impossible to make out who was actually there.

Then the presenter finally opened the envelope and read out Taylor's name and the song title, You Belong With Me.

Taylor Swift was stunned for a moment, then instinctively stood up.

Overwhelmed by the realization of her dream, she was so excited that her mind went blank, and she had no idea how she got to the center of the stage.

This is the first major award in her life.

The 19-year-old girl could only see the blinding spotlight, the faces below the stage blurred into a surging surface of water, and her hand holding the Moon Man trophy was trembling slightly.

She took a deep breath, walked to the microphone, and said, "Thank you... I will always remember this moment..."

Then a dark figure rushed up from the left side of the stage.

Taylor Swift only got halfway through her sentence when the dark figure rushed up from the left side of the stage.

Her voice was cut off, and the microphone was taken away.

A figure in a black suit appeared beside her, his movements rough, almost knocking Taylor Swift back two steps with his shoulder.

A confused commotion arose in the audience; no one had expected such a thing to happen.

Some of the celebrities in the front row stood up, dumbfounded; some opened their mouths wide, speechless; and some turned their heads to whisper among themselves…

Taylor Swift instinctively protected the trophy in her hands, but didn't back away; she had no idea what was happening.

I'm still trying to understand what's going on.

The figure in the suit was Kanye West. Perhaps he was trying to curry favor with Beyoncé and her husband, or perhaps he just had a sudden lapse of judgment...

Li Fu believes he might be trying to curry favor with Beyoncé by humiliating Taylor Swift.

However, the photo only captured the horse's leg.

Kanye gripped the microphone stand, his voice booming through the venue's sound system, urgent to the point of excitement, "Taylor, I'm happy for you, I'll let you finish, but...Beyoncé has one of the greatest music videos of all time, this award should be hers..."

The commotion in the audience escalated into more concrete reactions.

Some people gasped, others began to hiss, the sounds growing louder and louder, like a gathering storm.

Taylor Swift looked stunned and panicked. She stood there, somewhat at a loss, the trophy in her hand trembling slightly with emotion. She didn't know whether to continue speaking or leave...

She's only nineteen years old and just received the most important award of her life, and now someone has suddenly rushed onto the stage and snatched the microphone from her during the awards ceremony...

Tell everyone in front of her... You don't deserve it!

This behavior made her feel humiliated.

Kanye, holding the microphone, was about to continue speaking when he slightly turned his body, as if preparing to express his thoughts with a larger gesture...

However, a shadow cut in from the edge of the stage.

Li Fu's route was very short. It took him less than two seconds to get from his seat to the edge of the stage. In those two seconds, he crossed a low barrier and passed through a gap left by a side cameraman, without slowing down at all.

So much time has passed that he has almost forgotten that he possesses extraordinary skills.

Kanye's fingers were still gripping the microphone stand, and he was about to say the next word...

Li Fu's right foot struck the outside of his right knee with precise force and a clean, crisp angle, without any unnecessary movements.

Kanye instantly lost his balance, yelled, and fell to the left. The microphone slipped from his hand and hit the stage floor with a dull thud. The sound was picked up by the microphone and entered the live audio track, shaking the entire audience.

An eerie silence fell over the entire venue.

It wasn't complete silence, but rather a brief mental blank caused by something happening that was beyond everyone's comprehension.

That kick froze everyone in the stadium, whether they were standing up or about to speak. Some stood with their mouths agape, some held their phones, and some turned their heads to the side...

Their actions were as if they were watching a meteorite that shouldn't have been on the stage, falling obliquely from above and causing a stunned tremor.

Li Fu did not look at Kanye again.

He walked directly to Taylor Swift, reached out and grasped her slightly trembling wrist, his movements steady and restrained. Then he turned to look at the audience below the stage, his voice not loud, but clear enough, "Some people don't deserve to stand on this stage; they only deserve to lie on the floor."

There is no doubt that this statement was directed at Kanye.

The entire room erupted in uproar and fell into a brief silence.

Everything that happened tonight was so sudden.

Two seconds later, a short scream rang out from somewhere in the audience, only to be swallowed up by a wider murmur of discussion.

Taylor Swift didn't say anything, she just gripped the trophy tightly, but her lips trembled slightly and her eyes were filled with tears.

Li Fu didn't urge her. He simply moved his hand from her wrist to her back and gently supported her without applying any pressure, as if to tell her that they didn't need to pay attention to that scumbag and that he could take her away anytime.

Taylor Swift glanced at him through her blurry vision, then lowered her head and followed him off the stage.

By this time, some people had already realized what was happening.

Most people in the entertainment industry don't know Li Fu, who is making waves in New York; the audiences for entertainment and finance are not the same group of people at all.

However, those at the top still knew about him.

When Beyoncé saw him, her "dark" face turned pale, and she probably realized that Kanye had offended a big shot in her name.

It's also possible that she never expected Li Fu to be there.

He is the owner of Big Machine Records, and Kanye's behavior was a direct provocation.

Soon, other artists also recognized Li Fu, whose public identities included the owner of Big Machine Records and a major shareholder of Time Warner...

These people all realized that tonight's conflict would likely be difficult to resolve properly.

An earthquake is expected to occur in the next few days.

In the backstage corridor, Taylor Swift's manager was already waiting, her face filled with bewilderment.

The footsteps and whispers of everyone in the hall echoed back and forth between the walls on both sides of the corridor, like a musical instrument being touched by countless hands at the same time, producing chaotic and short tentative sounds.

Without pausing, Li Fu walked straight through the hurried figures, supporting Taylor Swift with one hand and using his body to block any angle from which cameras, cell phones, and microphones might be extended.

When they reached the exit, the glass doors were already ablaze with flashes of light.

Gossip media, entertainment reporters, and long-waiting audiences formed a giant wall of noise and light.

Thompson squeezed through the side aisle, using his shoulder to block the nearest microphone, "Excuse me..."

His voice was anxious and fierce.

Li Fu turned to the side, shielding Mei Mei against the wall, using his body to block the microphones, cell phones, and cameras that were reaching in from all directions.

At that moment, a reporter called out, "Taylor, are you alright?"

He might genuinely be worried.

Taylor Swift didn't answer; she didn't know how to answer.

A camera shutter clicked from very close range, and Li Fu used his shoulder to shield her face from view.

Finally, a black SUV pulled over to the side of the road. Thompson opened the car door, and Li Fu gestured for Taylor Swift to get in first. Then he squeezed past the media reporters and some spectators who didn't understand what was going on and got in from the other side.

The moment the car door closed, all sounds outside were cut off, with only the engine's hum echoing softly in the dimly lit cabin.

Everything fell silent.

Taylor Swift sat in the back seat with her back to the car window, curled up, clutching the trophy tightly in her arms, like a drowning person clinging to a piece of insignificant driftwood.

At this moment, Li Fu suddenly felt a pang of regret; perhaps he should have stopped Kanye before he rushed onto the stage.

However, if that were the case, no one would know what Kanye wanted to do, and if he attacked Kanye, he would be thrust into the eye of the storm of public opinion.

As the car drove out of the crowded streets, Taylor Swift finally calmed down a bit. "...Thank you."

Her voice was very soft, so soft that it was almost inaudible.

Li Fu gently stroked her long hair, trying to comfort her, "I'm sorry, I couldn't stop him before he went on stage."

Taylor Swift's eyes welled up with tears. "It's okay, this is the biggest support you can give me."

The incident where Li Fu kicked Kanye to the ground at the awards ceremony may be blown out of proportion. She doesn't know exactly how much impact it will have on Li Fu, but it certainly won't be small.

So she was already very grateful.

The hotel lobby appeared outside the car window even faster than expected; Thompson had arranged everything in advance.

They walked through a carpeted corridor from a side door directly to the VIP elevator, without encountering any media throughout the process.

When the elevator doors closed, the only sounds in the enclosed space were the low hum of the elevator motor and the very light breathing of the two people. Taylor Swift was like an infinitely stretched string, neither snapped nor loosened.

The elevator stopped at the top floor.

Li Fu escorted Mei Mei to her room. She turned to look at him, her lips moved but she didn't say anything, then pushed open the door and went inside.

The moment the door closed, a suppressed sob escaped from the crack in the door, filled with humiliation and confusion, followed by a burst of louder and more intense crying...

Her sobs were not due to a breakdown, but rather a release of emotions that she had been trying to suppress for a long time.

Li Fu stood outside the door, somewhat at a loss.

He didn't know how to comfort her. He had planned everything. After the incident, he immediately took Taylor Swift away, leaving Beyoncé no possibility of repairing their relationship...

He was trying to declare war on entertainment in this way.

However, the incident itself still caused harm to Taylor Swift.

He stood against the wall for a while, then said to Thompson, who was not far away, "There should be media reporters in the lobby downstairs. Block them out and don't let them have any chance to come up."

The crying in the room was intermittent, gradually subsiding from intense to calm, and finally turning into a faint, occasional twitch of breath.

He didn't leave; he just waited for Taylor Swift's emotions to gradually stabilize.

A warm yellow light at the end of the hotel corridor cast his long shadow, which stretched along the carpet's texture and stopped near the corner.

A few minutes later, Li Fu knocked on the door, and Mei Mei opened it from the inside.

She had calmed down considerably, but her eyes were still brimming with tears, ruining the exquisite makeup she had prepared for the awards ceremony.

This pitiful appearance made Li Fu feel even more guilty.

He already knew what was going to happen, but he still couldn't do it perfectly. Maybe he should have told Taylor Swift in advance so that she would at least have some idea of ​​what was going to happen.

This will minimize the damage.

"...I promised you, no one can stand in your way," he said after entering the room, pausing for a moment before reaching out to wipe away the tears on her face. "This isn't over. I will make them pay the price."

Hearing these words, Taylor Swift was touched in the most tender part of her heart once again, and tears welled up in her eyes...

Then she threw herself into Li Fu's arms.

In the darkest moment of my life, someone stepped forward like a superhero...

That person was someone she shared a deep connection with, someone she admired and even loved. This time, she could no longer control herself.

"It's alright, it's alright..." Li Fu held her warm and soft body in his arms, but unlike before, he didn't keep his distance. He reached out and gently patted her back, comforting her in a low voice.

Meanwhile, he was secretly plotting how to make the enemy pay the price.

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PS.

Thank you all for the gifts, especially the reader who is the king of gifts. You are my motivation to update more. There will be three updates today, about 9,000 words. I will continue tomorrow.