Chapter 264 World Tour 5.0

After several uninterrupted performances, the big screen began to play a carefully produced transition video.

This short theater piece, designed in line with the concert theme, not only buys time for the members to change costumes, but also provides the behind-the-scenes team with an opportunity to adjust the stage design.

Costumes can be changed quickly, but stage set adjustments often take more time.

So after returning to the stage, the seven of them naturally entered the "Talk session".

This not only buys more time for stage arrangement, but also gives the members a chance to interact with fans during a short breathing space, such as chatting and joking, or responding to support, thus transforming the ritual sense of the concert into a more intimate two-way run.

This kind of segment was tailor-made for Leo.

Even though sweat had soaked through the ends of his hair, he still ran around the field full of energy.

Wei Liangchen, Ding Zai and You Jinzhao, three "giants" who would cause problems if they got together, were not to be outdone. They walked around holding microphones and stirred up the emotions of the fans.

After Xie Qingyu scanned the audience, he took a bottle of electrolyte water and sat down at the edge of the stage.

Gu Yan and Bai Lang, who also didn't want to run around, followed closely behind. The three of them sat down in front of the stage, and the fan section opposite them suddenly erupted in happy screams, and the hands holding their phones were shaking with excitement.

"Qingyu baby, give me the tissue! I'll help you wipe the sweat off your face!" The fans in the front row couldn't help but shout as they watched Xie Qingyu wiping her forehead with a tissue.

Xie Qingyu spread his hands helplessly in confusion, but still pulled out a brand new tissue from the paper bag and leaned towards the source of the sound.

The safety distance set made it impossible for fans to catch it, but the fans in this area still screamed and leaned forward and stretched out their hands.

Even if we can't reach each other, we want to shorten the distance between each other closer and closer.

Seeing that he really couldn't reach it, Xie Qingyu had no choice but to smile apologetically in that direction, lightly touched his lips with his fingertips, and blew a kiss embarrassedly.

God knows these little tricks to attract fans are getting more and more embarrassing to do as you get older.

I remember when I first debuted and was still young, I could do these things without blushing or feeling nervous.

This sudden intimacy instantly made the fan area boil over, not to mention that the big screen also broadcast this scene to the audience in real time.

"Husband, come sit over here, you're biased!"

"Come sit on my lap!"

"Oh my god, it's really unfair for you to be so shy that your ears are red, but at the same time you are so upright and obediently letting me kiss you!"

"You two over there, why don't you try to smile a little more worthlessly?"

"It looks like it's very kissable!"

Xie Qingyu was feeling extremely embarrassed, and the lament of a loud fan nearby added fuel to the fire:

"The air my wife blows smells so good!"

I don’t know if it’s because I’m too close to the microphone, or because there are so many devices in this area, but this sentence sounded like it was powered by a loudspeaker, so loud it was exaggerated.

Apparently, quite a few people heard it, which immediately triggered even louder mischievous laughter.

Amidst the laughter, Xie Qingyu buried her face in her knees and covered her ears, acting like an ostrich.

But the fans clearly didn't intend to let him go, with one person shouting, "We didn't smell it!"

Sisters, please give your idol some face. Is there really no one in this world who cares? Jiu Min!

After this incident, Xie Qingyu simply gave up. Laugh if you want to, this is called professional fan pampering, you don’t even understand it!

"Yubao, can you give me a heart on your cheek?" a fan with a sweet voice called out crisply.

Xie Qingyu, who has always had no resistance to sweet girls, tilted his head and smiled without hesitation, raising his hand to make a standard heart shape on his cheek.

(After all, he has always believed that this is the correct way to open his fans)

In an instant, the camera flashes illuminated the area as bright as day.

Then he heard the "sweet girl"'s voice suddenly change to a rough and babyish one, and she laughed loudly as if she had caught something.

"Hahaha, Baoer, I knew you liked the clip sound! You like this one, right?"

Xie Qingyu raised his hand to wipe his face, pressed his eyebrows, raised the microphone and complained helplessly:

"Can we be more sincere and stop playing tricks?"

"Then just act coquettishly! Call me sister!" The fans immediately became more demanding.

Bai Lang and Gu Qiong, who were also interacting with their fans, had already turned their heads away, their shoulders shaking with laughter.

Taking a deep breath, Xie Qingyu maintained a business smile.

It’s okay, they are all our fans. Only those who can bend and stretch are true idols!

He pursed his lips, raised the microphone and hesitated to speak, finally softened his voice and made a pitiful look: "Sisters, please stop teasing me, okay~"

“Not good~~~~hahahahaha”

Xie Qingyu immediately realized that he was being fooled again. He snorted in a very tough manner, stood up and turned to leave. He couldn't get along with the fans here, so he wanted to sit somewhere else!

Amid the fans behind him shouting at the top of their lungs, “Don’t go! Baoer!”, Xie Qingyu raised his hand and waved it with a bit of pride. A real man never looks back!

In fact, it is because the time for the interactive session is limited. As the focus of the whole audience, even if you can't run around the field like Leo, you must understand the principle of "rain and dew are shared equally".

If we stay in one area, it would be unfair to fans in other areas.

Even if they don't mind, it's still not good.

Not long after he moved away, Gu Yan and Bai Lang also did not stay for long and turned to other areas one after another.

But the three of them no longer sat next to each other as before.

Xie Qingyu strolled towards a relatively "quiet" fan area that he had already set his eyes on.

As soon as I sat down, I suddenly saw something flying in the air.

He caught it quickly and found that it was an exquisite fairy wand, dotted with tiny stars and its light feathers trembling in the wind.

As a general rule, concert organizers will clearly prohibit the throwing of objects in the audience instructions.

This is not only to prevent the artists from getting hurt, but also to avoid accidents caused by scattered items.

The strict security check at the entrance is designed to prevent such hidden dangers. But this retractable fairy wand in front of me was obviously brought in by someone with great effort.

The lights were dim and the fans were sitting so close together that Xie Qingyu found it difficult to identify the person who threw the ball.

But judging from the distance, it must be the front row.

He gently shook the confiscated fairy wand, pointed towards the front row, and warned gently into the microphone: "Don't throw things around like that~"

The ending tone rose slightly, with a hint of doting helplessness, "This is confiscated!"

"Ahhh baby, let's kiss too!"

A nearly pitch-breaking scream erupted from the crowd, and it was difficult for Xie Qingyu to pretend not to hear it.

He frowned slightly and pretended to be troubled and thought for two seconds. Then he curled the corners of his lips and lightly drew a big heart in the air with the fairy wand in his hand.

Fans immediately started to boo: "Biased! Biased!"

Xie Qingyu had no choice but to stand up, turn around on the spot, and blow a kiss in every direction.

Kiss, kiss, kiss! Kiss everyone! Keep your voice down!

“Ahhhhhhh——!” The fans covered their hearts and screamed even more crazily than before.

Xie Qingyu just breathed a sigh of relief and sat down, but before he could adjust his posture, the screams in the field broke out again, one wave getting louder than the other.

He was a little confused, and turned his head in the direction that the fans were pointing frantically.

Wow!

A big golden retriever had quietly squatted behind him at some point, tilting its head and looking at him with sparkling eyes.

Xie Qingyu was stunned for a moment, then reached out to hold Leo's head, which was too close, and gently pushed it back: "Why did you come here?"

He didn't hold up the microphone, so the fans couldn't hear what he said, but this didn't affect their imagination at all.

It’s better if you can’t hear it, just imagine it however you want!

Leo blinked and asked in confusion, "Didn't my brother ask me to come here?"

It turned out that he was sitting in the diagonal position just now, and suddenly heard excited screams from the audience. When he turned around, he saw Xie Qingyu seemed to be waving at him (?).

So, without saying a word, he rushed over.

Xie Qingyu's eyes were full of smiles, and she tapped his head lightly with her fairy wand: "Silly!"

Leo didn't get annoyed, instead he grinned and simply sat down next to his brother, swinging his feet childishly, looking very content.

Not long after, Xie Qingyu stood up again and changed areas.

The coordinator's reminder came from the earphone: "The stage design team is ready, the talk session is about to end."

The seven members gathered tacitly at the edge of the main stage facing the audience, and had a final interaction with the fans with the most complete lineup.

With the end of this segment, the concert officially entered the middle and late stages.

After several rounds of styling changes and interactive sessions, the closing performance of the night finally arrived - the title song of the third mini album "Hanging Sun Flying".

In fact, rehearsal and live performance are completely different experiences.

In order to respond to the enthusiasm of fans, the members always unconsciously invest more emotions, more tense expression management, and more impactful body language.

This state of "emotional overload" is far more physically demanding than mechanical rehearsal.

Moreover, the variables of live performances are far beyond imagination, including real-time feedback from the sound system, on-the-spot adjustment of lighting effects, and impromptu changes in stage movement lines.

Both require members to remain highly alert while performing, which is a great test of body coordination and brain reaction speed.

Not to mention the sensory impact brought by the roar of thousands of people, the flashing lights and the magnificent sea of ​​support.

In order to impress the whole audience, they had to mobilize more energy, their singing had to be more penetrating, and their dance moves had to be more full-bodied.

From psychological pressure to physical distribution, from on-site variables to energy output, coupled with the sense of urgency brought by the passage of time, physical energy consumption is increasing almost exponentially.

Except for Bai Lang, Leo and Gu Qiong who were slightly more physically fit, other members including Xie Qingyu experienced symptoms of chest tightness, shortness of breath and blacking out in front of their eyes.

During the brief break while changing costumes backstage, they had to use portable oxygen cylinders to relieve their discomfort.

But this is only a temporary measure after all. Real recovery will probably have to wait until the concert is completely over.

"It's the last song. Can you still hold on?" Gu Qi's chest was heaving violently, and there was obvious panting in his voice.

Under the backstage lights, the members' conditions are clearly visible.

After several consecutive high-intensity dance songs, even the most exquisite stage makeup could not hide their pale faces.

Sweat kept dripping from the ends of his hair, and even he himself could not bear it anymore.

Xie Qingyu took the water bottle handed to him by the staff and gently bit the straw.

The cool, lightly glucose-containing water slowly moistened his dry throat. He closed his eyes slightly and let the makeup artist quickly touch up his face.

Every breath was a burning sensation, and the heartbeat in my chest was deafening, as if it was about to break through the constraints of my ribs.

"Okay." He opened his eyes, his voice soft but firm.

Other members also responded one after another.

Wei Liangchen was in the worst condition. He was holding an oxygen tank and breathing deeply. His lips looked pale and he looked pitiful.

"Let's consider this as an early celebration for the concert's success," Ding Zai forced a smile, holding his hand in the air, "Come on, let's go!"

Xie Qingyu smiled faintly and was the first to put his hand over it.

Gu Yan, Bai Lang, Leo, and You Jinchao all joined in. Finally, Wei Liangchen, who kept muttering, "I can't take it anymore, I'm really going to die," tremblingly put his hand up.

The moment the seven hands overlapped, it seemed as if an invisible force was flowing among the members, as if as long as everyone was together, there was nothing they couldn't do!