Chapter 32 Chapter 32 The Concert Begins

Idols are born for the stage and shine because of it. Concerts are the perfect platform for them to connect with their fans.

On July 23, the trainees were woken up early in the morning.

No one stayed in bed, no one complained, and everyone sat in the dressing room on time with excitement and started putting on makeup.

Heavy makeup, stiff hair, inconvenient clothing, all these unpleasant things, at this moment, together create idols that sparkle under the lights.

Bai You looked at himself in the mirror, his eyes sparkling.

Lu Yao sat quietly waiting for Chen Jing to put on makeup. The atmosphere in the dressing room was very different today. There was no casual chatting or excited playing as usual. Everyone was on edge, obviously very excited, but suppressing their emotions. It was a look he had never seen before.

Why? Is it because of the upcoming show?

Lu Yao lowered his eyes.

Ding Ling pushed the door open and came in: "Do you want to go to the second floor to take a look?"

"Yes!" Bai You was the first to stand up.

Others soon followed.

Ding Ling smiled when she saw this: "Then let's go together and come back quickly."

Lu Yao followed behind the team. He saw that from the moment they stepped out of the dressing room, smiles appeared on everyone's faces and their eyes were curved, as if they were glowing.

On the second floor of the stadium, you can see outside the venue through the glass exterior wall. Although it was still early for the show to start, fans came outside early to cheer.

The girls wore colorful exquisite skirts, with various hairpins and headlamps on their heads, carefully decorated bags on their backs, and their own banners and posters in their hands... When they saw girls of the same color as themselves, they didn't need too many words, just a glance, and they distributed the materials in their hands. This was the unspoken tacit understanding that came from sharing the same burden.

At the cheering flower wall and posters, many people lined up to take photos. They were holding small fans and did not look tired at all despite the hot summer weather.

As soon as the trainees appeared on the second floor, the fans outside noticed them. They quickly looked up and ran towards the outer wall, cheering enthusiastically.

Lu Yao couldn't help but tighten his hands on the handrail. There were so many people, all with the same heart, coming for the same person.

He could clearly see the anticipation on the faces of the girls downstairs. It was the purest happiness without any distractions.

This is the relationship between idols and fans.

The trainees waved and greeted each other, and the screams from outside the venue suddenly became louder.

"Sisi, look! Lu Yao!" Song Rui was the first one to see Lu Yao standing at the end of the crowd.

Shen Sisi covered her mouth, unable to believe that she was actually so close to Lu Yao. The person whom she could only see on the screen before now appeared vividly in front of her. It was like a dream, but everything around her told her that this was really happening. "Yeah." She nodded randomly, hurriedly took out the light board from her bag, and held it up with the help of Song Rui.

The word "Road" is written in large white letters under a green frame and is pasted on the glass exterior wall.

Lu Yao looked over.

"Ahhhh! He's looking at me, he's looking at me!" Shen Sisi was stunned, and then couldn't help but scream softly. Song Rui next to her also raised her hands excitedly and waved them desperately.

Ding Ling raised her hand to check the time, "Alright, everyone, go back and get ready."

After walking to the second floor, the trainees were obviously in higher spirits. They walked back to the dressing room at a much faster pace, looking like they couldn't wait for the performance to start.

But time always passes slowly. Everyone patiently puts on makeup and concentrates on memorizing the lines with their eyes closed. Those who are not wearing makeup start to sing. The small dressing room is very busy.

Ding Ling found Lu Yao and asked, "How do you feel?"

Lu Yao tilted his head, "Which aspect do you mean?"

Today, Lu Yao put on stage makeup for the first time. In order to match the style of his first stage performance "CRAZY", his eyes were wrapped with black eyeliner and sequins were carefully applied under his eyes, making his already large eyes look even more prominent. Being stared at by these eyes at this moment, Ding Ling felt as if she was being pierced.

But after a month, she had grown up!

She skillfully ignored Lu Yao's gaze and only asked what she wanted to ask: "Your body."

Lu Yao: "No problem."

Ding Ling felt relieved and then asked, "Have you taken the medicine?"

Lu Yao: “…”

"You didn't take it?!" Lu Yao didn't answer. Ding Ling knew everything. "Are you crazy? Why don't you take medicine?" It was crazy enough to play with an injury, and not taking medicine was no different from seeking death.

Seeing Ding Ling's dangerous expression, Lu Yao spoke in time: "I'll eat now."

He walked to the sofa, took out his bag, and took out the medicine prescribed by the doctor. He put it in his mouth in front of Ding Ling and swallowed it directly.

Ding Ling asked anxiously, "Did you really eat it?"

Lu Yao nodded: "I ate it."

"Okay." Ding Ling reluctantly breathed a sigh of relief. Although Lu Yao was crazy and tough, he had one good point, which was honesty. He would never tell a lie once he spoke.

Let Lu Yao go and prepare, while Ding Ling stood there sighing.

Yesterday's agreement seemed to be made on impulse. Not only did she agree to the hasty decision of the fourteen-year-old trainee, but she also became an accomplice in abandoning his brain. She said Lu Yao was crazy, but how good was she?

Going on stage with an injury?

Ding Ling really wanted to kneel on the ground and pray, asking God to forgive her this time. She said that she would eat a balanced diet and be kind-hearted in the future. She only hoped that she would be safe this time.

But no matter how much worry she had in her heart, it couldn't stop the passage of time. In Ding Ling's eyes, in the blink of an eye, the trainees were about to go on stage.

The trainees stood on the lift platform, and the lights slowly dimmed as the countdown began.

The screams that resounded throughout the venue suddenly stopped when the countdown reached zero.

——"CRAZY".

Sixteen trainees appeared on the stage, and under the spotlight were the young men's determined eyes.

The figures of the teenagers appeared on the big screen, and screams rang out again.

As the music started, the teenagers danced on the stage in neat steps.

There is familiar music in the earphones, teammates are around me, and in front of me are twinkling stars in the darkness.

The light was a little hot, shining on Lu Yao's body, making his fingers tremble slightly.

The music in the headphones was loud, but it couldn't cover the cheers from the audience.

His body moved subconsciously, but he couldn't ignore the countless eyes cast upon him.

He couldn't see the audience below, only patches of color.

They were fans holding cheering sticks, and they were looking at the stage and everyone on it.

The music stopped, the dance ended, and there was a rapid gasp under the ending pose. Lu Yao raised the corners of his mouth and looked directly into the camera.

As soon as the screams stopped, they were followed by even louder screams.

The brain is excited, the body is trembling, the lights in front of my eyes turn into a dazzling light and shadow, and enthusiasm surges like a tide.

Lu Yao thought that he might understand why the trainees persisted.

This feeling is addictive.

"Thank you!" the host came on stage. "Thank you to the trainees for the wonderful performance! Did everyone enjoy it?"

The fans in the audience responded loudly: "Happy!"

The trainees stood in a row on the stage, with the host standing on the far right. "Let our trainees say hello to everyone!"

Following the host's introduction, Qiao Sinian spoke first: "Hello everyone, I'm Qiao Sinian."

The three words "Qiao Sinian" were rang out in unison from the audience. They were the fans' repetition and their cheers for Qiao Sinian.

Wanyuanzhou held up the microphone beside his face and said, "Hello everyone, I'm Wanyuanzhou!"

"Wanyuanzhou——"

"Wu Hai——"

"Jiang Mu——"

One after another, until Lu Yao.

His face appeared on the big screen and the whole audience fell silent.

"Hello everyone, I am Lu Yao." A smile appeared on his face, and in front of him was a sea of ​​colorful colors.

A few sporadic calls of "Lu Yao" were heard, and the host raised the microphone and began to host.

"Alright, let the trainees prepare for the stage. Now, I declare the opening performance of the 'Fifth Quadrant' project officially begins! Today is the first performance of the 'Fifth Quadrant' project. Here are the trainees' self-introductions."

"Everyone, are you ready?"

Following the host's introduction, the trainees left the stage one by one. Behind the stage were busy staff members who led everyone to the backstage at a quick pace and began to change clothes according to the scheduled process.

Ding Ling was watching from the audience, and only after she was sure that Lu Yao had finished the first stage performance without any problems did she feel relieved.

But the end of the first stage is just the beginning. Each of the subsequent stages is a test.

She urged Li Qiang to take Lu Yao backstage, not to the large dressing room, but to a small room not far away.

"Li Qiang, help Lu Yao change clothes here, and be careful not to let anyone else in."

"Okay." Li Qiang nodded.

While they were talking, Li Qiang had already helped Lu Yao take off his coat, revealing the vest underneath.

Ding Ling glanced at it and stopped.

Yesterday she only saw Lu Yao's back, and now she saw his arms. Ding Ling didn't know what to feel.

Not only on his back, Lu Yao also has scars on his arms, spreading down his arms.

No, what kind of martial arts did he practice to get so many injuries?

Is the master who adopted Lu Yao really a serious person?

Ding Ling couldn't understand.

I suddenly realized one thing. No wonder I have never seen Lu Yao wearing short-sleeved shirts and shorts. I used to think that he was not afraid of the heat, but now it seems that he was wearing it to cover up the scars on his body.

There must be more scars beneath the clothes that she can't see.

She thought a lot, but now was not the time to explore. She looked at Lu Yao deeply, left the room, and left Li Qiang to help Lu Yao change clothes.

Lu Yao stretched out his arm, and Li Qiang adjusted his shirt and hung it on Lu Yao's arm.

Having someone to help can minimize the stretching of the wound.

Since they couldn't change the situation by taking power, Ding Ling and Li Qiang could only try their best to minimize the damage in other places.