Time flies, and in the blink of an eye it is the day of SMTOWN's Seoul concert.

Ouyang Guang stood in the dressing room backstage, looking at herself in the mirror and almost unrecognizable.

The makeup artist gave him thick smoky eye makeup, with the tails of his eyes slightly raised, making his amber eyes look deeper and more charming.

Wearing a black leather jacket with leggings decorated with rivets and a leather bracelet on his wrist, he exudes a punk rock temperament that is completely different from his usual trainee image.

"Wow, Ouyang Guangxi, your look is simply amazing!" The keyboardist sister of the band came in and covered her mouth exaggeratedly, "I bet you will have a lot of fans after tonight."

Ouyangguang lowered her head and smiled shyly, her black hair hanging down to cover half of her eyes: "Sister, don't joke, I'm just playing the drums in the back."

"Who said that?" the makeup artist interrupted, spraying hairspray on his hair. "Your drum stand is on the side of the stage, and everyone can see it. And—"

She blinked mysteriously, "Teacher Lee Soo Man specifically told me to dress you up nicely. This is not a treatment that ordinary trainees can get."

Ouyang Guang's heart skipped a beat. Ever since he was personally selected by Chairman Lee Soo Man to attend the family concert, he spent every day in the rehearsal room besides school classes, and spent two whole months with the band.

From being initially doubted by professional musicians to gradually gaining recognition, even senior Kim Heechul patted him on the shoulder and said "You have a bright future" during the last rehearsal.

This experience was much more difficult and precious than he had imagined.

"The band will be on stage in five minutes!" The assistant sister pushed the door open and shouted. After seeing Ouyang Guang's look, she was obviously stunned for a moment, "Uh... Ouyang Guangxi, are you sure you are here to play drums and not take pictorials?"

The older band members burst into laughter, and the bassist patted him on the shoulder: "Our youngest member is going to make a splash today!"

Ouyang Guang followed the band to the side of the stage and could already hear the shrill cheers like a tsunami in the venue.

The previous show was being performed, and the strong rhythm came through the floor, making his chest numb.

"Are you nervous?" the keyboard player sister asked him in a low voice.

Ouyang Guang nodded honestly, his palms full of sweat. This was his first time standing on such a big stage, facing tens of thousands of audiences. Although he was only an accompaniment musician, he felt dizzy at the thought of being able to stand on the stage.

"Remember, put aside all distractions when you are on stage," Captain Zhao Xianzhe finally reminded, "Focus on the music itself, just like we did during rehearsal."

"Your drum set is in the left corner of the stage. Although it is not very conspicuous, the sound effect is very good. Relax and play."

"The band is on stage!" the staff's voice came from the other end of the aisle.

Ouyang Guang's heartbeat suddenly accelerated. He took a deep breath and followed the band members to the stage.

The glaring lights made it difficult for him to see the audience seats clearly. He could only vaguely make out a sea of ​​fluorescent frogs.

He squinted his eyes for a while to adjust himself before he could see clearly the location of his drum stand - in the corner on the left side of the stage. Although it was not very conspicuous, it was completely within the audience's line of sight.

The moment he sat down on the drum stool, a strange calm suddenly descended.

In front of him was a familiar drum set, and in his hands was the drumstick that Yixing had given him. All of this made him feel safe.

After sitting down, Ouyang Guang quickly adjusted the height of the drum stool and checked the position of each instrument. He had repeated this action thousands of times and it had almost become muscle memory.

When he was checking the drum set, there was a sudden burst of screams from the audience. He looked up in surprise and found that several fans in the front row were pointing at him and dancing excitedly.

"Who is that? A trainee?"

"Oh my god, he's so handsome!"

"Who is that drummer? When did SM hide such a treasure?"

The sporadic discussions drifted into Ouyang Guang's ears, making his ear tips instantly red. He quickly lowered his head to adjust the drum stool to avoid those burning gazes.

As the music prelude sounded, the stage lights suddenly changed, and Kim Heechul slowly rose from the lift platform in the center of the stage. His black suit sparkled under the spotlight, and his whole body exuded a breathtaking star aura.

The screams from the audience instantly rose an octave, almost toppling the entire venue.

Ouyang Guang felt a current running up his spine - this was the real stage, this was the moment he had always dreamed of.

Ouyang Guang's drumstick was suspended in mid-air, waiting for the beat to come in. When the familiar beat arrived, his muscle memory was instantly activated, and the drumstick landed precisely on the drum surface, producing a powerful first sound.

The prelude of "Sonata of Temptation" was like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath, cutting through the night sky of the concert.

As the first beat fell, Ouyang Guang's arms swung like flowing clouds and water, and the drumsticks hit the drumhead and the hammer precisely.

Unlike during rehearsals, the power of the live sound system made every note vibrate in the air as if it had life.

Kim Heechul's magnetic voice spread throughout the venue through the speakers! Sometimes it was like a storm, sometimes it was like a gentle drizzle!

Ouyang Guang was completely immersed in the music, her body swaying naturally with the rhythm. The loose hair on her forehead was wet with sweat and stuck to the corners of her eyes with smoky makeup.

"This kid is good." The bassist whispered to Zhao Xianzhe during the break, and the latter nodded with satisfaction.