Chapter 125 The Third Performance 12.0

Stage scene.

"The next song to be performed is... 'Five Phases of Floating Life', center position—"

"Thank you Qingyu!"

As Qu Qinghuan's introduction came to an end, the audience seats instantly became boiling.

The long-suppressed enthusiasm of Xie Qingyu's fans poured out like a flood, and screams and cheers swept through the entire venue like a tidal wave.

“Aa ...

Apart from screaming, people are speechless when they are extremely excited.

Although these fans who were lucky enough to get tickets only occupied a part of the huge audience, the roar they made at this moment was enough to shake the dome of the entire studio.

Don’t be fooled by the large number of their fans. There are really not enough tickets to go around this time. Only two thousand tickets, who are they looking down on?

It was really a patchwork to get these "few people" together. If there were more seats, the scene wouldn't be so "small" now.

Regarding this, I believe fans of other brands have more say. Don’t ask, because if you do, I will be speechless.

MD, your family occupies almost one-third of the venue. Are you still not satisfied?

The screaming now is enough to burst their eardrums.

However, the screams only lasted for a short while. When the first note came from the speakers, Xie's fans immediately fell silent in unison.

The kind that can stop when told to stop, and if someone can't stop, they can stop by covering their mouth.

The previous wave of their family's momentum has already been released, and the most important thing now is -

While highlighting the professionalism of the fan group, it should not interfere with the presentation of the stage performance of its own Qingyu Baby.

As the lights surrounding the stage in the venue gradually dimmed, the audience fell into silence, with only a faint sense of anticipation lingering in the air.

Suddenly, a soft and bright light fell from the center of the stage, like pouring moonlight.

Dressed in a plain white ancient-style dance costume, Ji Shuran looked like a fairy walking out of an ink painting, stepping lightly with lotus steps and slowly appearing on the stage.

Her sleeves flowed like flowing clouds, and the silk sleeves in her hands looked like the flying white strokes left by famous artists when they splashed ink with their brushes.

The clear sound of the guzheng is like the gurgling sound of a mountain stream, and the sound of the flute is like the long and distant echo in a valley. The two are interwoven to create an ethereal and distant artistic conception.

Ji Shuran's dance moves are sometimes as smooth as flowing clouds and water, and sometimes as agile as a startled wild goose reflected in the mirror. Every movement seems to be ink spreading on the rice paper.

(Life is like a play, we are all in a hurry to take the stage

Who is not a line of frost in other people’s stories?)

The last words of Ji Shuran's voice were still lingering, and the bold and colorful strokes on the big screen slowly faded away.

The Five Phases of Life Lyrics: Lin Jinghua Music: Lu Chuan

This segment had been part of previous performances, but since most audiences didn't know the songwriters, they naturally didn't appreciate it. At most, the fans of the contestants on stage offered token cheers.

But this is different, Lin Jinghua? !

Fans and ordinary audiences were all shocked, they all knew her!!!

If they think the same thing as them, then the production team of "Road to Star Dreams" is really awesome, they can even invite this big Buddha!

Before anyone could think about it, the main stage had quietly changed.

The tilted bronze mirror was divided into five areas by cracks, and Xie Qingyu and the four members lay on it like sleeping sculptures.

The tattered rice paper scrolls hanging from the dome project various relics: blood-stained brocade books, rusty tiger talismans, broken jade hairpins... Each one seems to be sealing away unknown past events, waiting to be told.

Ji Shuran turned around and moved to the opposite corner, raising her white hands lightly.

The pipa's fingers moved like a silver bottle suddenly breaking, and the crisp notes exploded in the air.

Xie Qingyu and others stood up in response. With the strength of their waists and abdomens, the young man's slender figure bounced up like a strong bamboo. The silver-white hairband reflected a cold light as it passed through the mirror.

"Holy crap, that boy has a nice waist!"

An audience member's unintentional exclamation of praise drew angry glances from those around her. She quickly covered her mouth, but her eyes were still fixed on the stage, afraid of missing any wonderful moment.

After standing up, Xie Qingyu, a son of a noble family, was the first to appear as the main character.

He was seen standing in the center of the stage, his high ponytail fluttering in the wind.

The silver-white hairband glows with a moonlight-like halo, and the cinnabar dot between the eyebrows is like the finishing touch in an ink painting.

The patterns embroidered with gold thread on the gorgeous Zhumen clothing appear faintly under the light, and the fluttering sleeves make it seem as if a banished immortal has descended to the mortal world.

The central control director had already skillfully cut to a close-up of Xie Qingyu's face, and the jade-carved face caused the audience to gasp.

The director chuckled, smoothed the few remaining hairs on his head, and a smile of confidence appeared on his face.

This is not easy to do, so next we have to chase him and give him a bigger chicken leg, right?

The sound of the flute was distant, and the boy's clear and cold voice flowed like an icy spring:

(A young man with a red door and jade crown rides his horse past the long pavilion

Poems on the gold list, drunk in Chang'an for a day

Who would have thought that the country would fall, and the bronze camel would be buried in the wild thorns?

——The hands that plucked flowers in the past, now pick up leftovers from begging)

The dim lights stained the stage like ink, and the screens on both sides reflected ink-and-wash animations of war.

Xie Qingyu's dance moves were graceful yet desolate, and the arc drawn by her hairband seemed to be writing an elegy for a noble at the end of his life.

Every turn he made was elegant, typical of a child from an aristocratic family, yet also revealed a sense of the tragic end of a hero.

Amidst the fluttering red dress, You Jinzhao appeared on stage, accompanied by the mournful wailing of a suona. Her delicate makeup couldn't conceal the sorrow in her eyes, and the rouge-lined corners of her eyes resembled the setting sun, shedding blood.

Every look of his seemed to be telling the helplessness and bitterness of the children of the opera world.

(Rouge painted skin, singing "Hibiscus Branch" on stage

The princes under the seat laughed and threw gold, not caring about the beacon fire outside

Suddenly one night, the soldiers trampled on the opera house dream

——It turns out that the people in the play are destined to watch the play)

The sleeves were thrown like blood rain, and the spring scenery of the opera world turned into broken walls and ruins in the projection.

When the suona sound came to an abrupt end, rapid drum beats followed, pushing the stage atmosphere to another climax.

Zhou Yu'an stumbled out in a ragged blue shirt, his eyes gleaming surprisingly brightly amidst his disheveled hair. Amidst the wailing melody of the erhu, his hoarse voice spoke with tears in every word:

(Ten years of hard study in exchange for a half-paper demotion order

Writing a manifesto while drunk, the ink has not yet dried but has become a disease for the court

Meeting an old friend at the execution ground)

Xie Qingyu's back appeared at the other end of the stage, his voice tinged with joking yet also hinted at a hint of desolation:

——Laughingly asked, "Do you regret being too sharp back then?"

Zhou Yu'an didn't even turn his head and waved his sleeves, his movements leaving no room for maneuver:

"I only regret that the pen is not as swift as the sword!"

The stage suddenly became quiet, leaving only the sound of the wind. Xie Qingyu and several other characters who had already appeared faced the audience.

The other two who did not appear just had their backs to the audience, and Ji Shuran was even outside the circle of light.

The six people danced passionately to the sound of the wind and the beat of the drums, as if they were burning out their last bit of life.

The flames in the background are blazing, and the dance is poignant and beautiful.

It was not until this moment that the audience discovered that everyone was barefoot under their robes.

The scene of walking barefoot through the "sea of ​​fire" shocked the audience so much that they couldn't breathe. The leaping flames seemed to be really burning the soles of the dancers' feet.

Until the suona and war drums sounded together, all the suppressed emotions finally burst out:

(Floating waves! Who steers the ship amidst the waves?

Actor's tears, scholar's pen, knight's sword, general's spirit

The bones of the rich family eventually became ashes in the troubled times

——Outside of history books, how many people remember their first and last names?)

The lights bloomed brilliantly like splashed ink, and the five people formed a circle and sang loudly.

The light and shadow of the dome change into a myriad of scenes, as if countless dead souls are floating in the ink.

At this moment, the entire stage seemed to transform into a flowing epic painting.

At this time, Huang Ke came out with a sword on his back, and his blue shirt was dyed black by the "blood".

The pipa strings rang like swords, and the clanging sound was heart-pounding.

(The man in green robes, carrying a sword, once cut off the injustice

Saved Rouge Tears, buried an unknown corpse

When I was ambushed at the end of the road, I suddenly heard the lyrics of an old play

——It turns out that there is no chivalrous character in the human world.)

Before the echo of the broken sword falling to the ground had faded, Fan Niu Niu had already appeared in armor.

The clashing of armor mixed with the deep singing, and every step seemed to shake the stage:

(Iron armor bathed in blood, defending the lonely city for thirty years

On the day of triumph, the king gave wine and warmth

After drinking, I realized the poison and threw away the golden seal with a smile.

"Loyalty and treason? The historian makes the distinction!"

The glass cups shattered, and the lights went out one by one. The five people recited the lines like the cuckoo crying blood, each cry a tear:

"One more song...there are no more spectators in the audience"

"Write one more word... There is no paper or ink in prison"

"One more swing of the sword... Jianghu will be dead long ago"

Finally, the two figures smiled at each other in the darkness, their smiles containing too many complex emotions:

"One more bet... The kingdom is at stake, and we both lose!"

Everything was silent, except for the emerald earrings on Xie Qingyu's ears, which glowed faintly in the close-up shot.

The single note of the guzheng is like a leak, and the sound of the flute fades away, as if telling an unfinished story.

Suddenly, Xie Qingyu jumped lightly into the air. His slender body was like a white crane spreading its wings in the air, stretching to the extreme, as if to break through the constraints of space.

Amidst the gasps from the audience, the moment he landed, he bent down, his waist folded like a full bow, touched the ground with both hands, and then swept his legs back, his body flexibility amazing.

Then the other members and Ji Shuran, who was sitting opposite them, began to gather together, pushing the atmosphere on the stage to its climax:

(The five phases of life, in the end, are just a handful of sand

The stage collapsed, the gate collapsed, the chivalrous spirit decayed, the writing became silent

Only the sound of suona remains, tearing through the veil of dusk

—Ask the heavens, can you give me the answer through the wheel?

The lights on the stage grew dimmer and dimmer...until only a single light remained, shining on the suona player.

After the song ended, Xie Qingyu left the stage, like an exiled immortal returning to earth, but his silver hairband fluttered and fell off the stage.

When darkness completely fell, Ji Shuran's figure quietly emerged.

She picked up the silver hairband left by Xie Qingyu. The blood that seeped out of her fingertips at some point stained the white silk with sad and beautiful marks. The red color was particularly glaring on the plain white satin.

"So... I'm also a character in the play..."

The sigh faded into the darkness, like the last blank space in an ink painting, leaving the audience still immersed in this wonderful performance, unable to come back to their senses for a long time.

The entire performance venue was shrouded in darkness, as if a long ink scroll was slowly being rolled up. Everything returned to tranquility, yet the aftertaste was long and lingering, leaving people with endless aftertaste.

When the lights came back on, the audience erupted in belated thunderous applause.

The entire venue seemed to be on fire, with cheers and screams rising and falling one after another, lasting for a long time.

"Oh my god! This stage was so awesome! It felt like I was watching an entire TV series!"

A man in a baseball cap slapped his thighs excitedly, covering his ears expertly while shouting at the top of his lungs, "Xie Qingyu is truly worthy of being called the 'quality assurance king' of the stage. Just this one performance has paid off my ticket money!!!"

A fan of Xie Qingyu with a ponytail nearby keenly caught the key words and immediately asked loudly: "What does 'quality assurance king' mean?"

"The King of Stage Quality Assurance!!! With him around, nothing unexpected will happen!!!"

The eldest brother rolled his eyes while answering, saying, "You're called a fan? You don't even know this. You might as well let me go up."

Xie Fan next to him nodded in agreement and continued to join the Screaming Alliance.

"Ahhhh Qingyubao, Mommy loves you!!!"

"Xie Qingyu is the strongest pentagonal warrior in "The Road to Star Dreams". He deserves the title!!!"

"Wife! Qingyu wife, look at me!!!"

"You Jinzhao did a great job this time, you are excellent!"

"Wuwuwu, it's so hard to endure, Xie Qingyu, I love you!"

"Qingyu wife is so beautiful! Kiss me, muamua!"

“………”

"Xie Qingyu, I am your dog!!!!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the surrounding Xie Qingyu fans immediately looked at the young man with vigilance.

They already knew everything they needed to know about the "husband incident" in the second public performance, but they didn't expect that there would be another expert in the third public performance. People's hearts have really changed!

An All-Pusher fan who was shipping the CP next to him pursed his lips and wanted to tell the excited guy: Xie Qingyu has so many "dogs" that they can form a zoo. Which one are you?

The fans at the scene had obviously been suppressed for too long, and the cheers were getting louder and louder.

The main team was naturally Xie Qingyu's fans, and occasionally fans from other groups would shout at the top of their lungs, unwilling to be outdone.

Even if you are poor, you still have ambition; even if you are small, you cannot lose your momentum!

Not only that, the waiting room was also filled with the sounds of pounding legs and shouting.

They were beating their legs because they had stood up involuntarily since the beginning of "Five Phases of Floating Life" and had not moved at all. When they came to their senses, they were already standing there until now.

The reason for shouting is...

The stage was truly amazing. They were shocked even watching through the screen. They couldn’t imagine how great it must have been from the perspective of the live audience. They were so jealous.

"The boss is worthy of being the boss, he can easily take on the god-level stage!"

"Xie Boss is awesome! If I had bent down even a little bit, I would have collapsed on the stage!"

"It's a pity there's no voting button on our seat, otherwise I could press it to pieces!!!"

Leo, the puppy next to him, pricked up his ears, listening to the other contestants' flattery of Xie Qingyu, his mouth almost grinning from ear to ear. It didn't matter whether they were sincere or not, as long as it was pleasant to listen to.

However, when he heard the regret about the voting button at the end, he couldn't help but smack his lips, and felt the same way.

When Qu Qinghuan returned to the stage, the noisy audience quieted down tacitly.

Fans of each team are very sensible and do not want their players to leave a bad impression on the organizer because of the fan group.

"Even though everyone is already familiar with each other, please let our contestants and special guests introduce themselves first!"

Qu Qinghuan handed the microphone to Xie Qingyu, who was standing closest to her, with a smile on her face.

Unexpectedly, Xie Qingyu took a step back and raised his hand to signal the female guest Ji Shuran to come first.

Seeing this, the other contestants took a small step back in a very gentlemanly manner and turned all the camera focus to Ji Shuran.

This female guest has suffered a lot and put in a lot of effort to present this song perfectly, which everyone can see.

Ji Shuran smiled, leaned slightly towards Qu Qinghuan and took the microphone.

In fact, for her, Qu Qinghuan, a senior in the entertainment industry, can be regarded as a fellow student.

"Hello everyone, I'm Ji Shuran." Her voice was clear and pleasant. "I'm honored to be involved in the creation of 'Five Phases of Life'. Collaborating with this group of outstanding young people is an unforgettable experience. Not only that,..."

When the microphone was passed to Xie Qingyu, he winked playfully at the camera, a sly smile on his lips: "Hello everyone, I am..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly turned the microphone towards the audience.

Because he knew they wanted to help him shout, and sure enough, the next second, a wave of noise even more deafening than during the second public performance erupted:

"Thank you Qingyu!!!!!!!!!"

The shout was so loud that even the ants passing by outside the venue would be shocked to stop.