Chapter 56 Chapter 56 The heat spreads
The children from the outer city sat down heavily on the ground, looking determined not to move.
Sang Ling smiled and said that the performance was free anyway, so why not if they wanted to watch it.
When the children from the outer city saw Sang Ling leave, they moved to a better position to watch the stage. One of the younger children scratched his head and asked suspiciously, "Boss, why do we have to watch here?"
The leading child glanced at the monks who were fanatical because of Sang Ling's appearance, "Let the people in the inner city see that we, the people in the outer city, are stronger than them. We will never be deceived by a demon girl."
The younger child scratched his head again, looked at Sang Ling on the stage and said, "That person seems pretty good."
The leading kid hit him roughly and said, "Remember, people from the inner city are not good people!"
Those in the outer city are either those who cannot stay in the inner city, or they are slaves enslaved by the people in the inner city. It is normal for there to be conflict between the inner and outer cities.
If there wasn't such a large and open space in the inner city, Gou Qiu would never have chosen this place as the stage location.
There were more audiences coming today than Sang Ling had imagined. Five thousand tickets were what she and Gou Qiu estimated based on the number of fans and people who might come to watch out of curiosity. They thought there would be a slight surplus of five thousand tickets. But who would have thought that not only had all the five thousand tickets been distributed, but there were also people who wanted to watch even if they were standing in the back row.
At a glance, there are probably tens of thousands of viewers today.
We really have to thank Zuo Qiuyu for this effect. If it weren't for her painstakingly planning the Three Realms New Words of the Month, as well as the criticism from the Hall of Evil, this performance would certainly not have received as much attention as it does today.
Sang Ling and Gou Qiu looked at each other, both with smiles in their eyes.
Many old friends came to this performance. It goes without saying that Prince Jiecheng came to every show. All the familiar fans were in the audience. Sang Ling looked down and even spotted Wolf Steward of Mo Shengze.
The Wolf Steward seemed to be afraid of being discovered, so he wore a mask and carefully squeezed into the crowd, secretly waving a small flag with the word "Sang" written on it.
In addition to the fans, the owner of a snack shop also came. He did not come as a spectator, but set up a dozen snack stalls in the outer circle and distributed spiritual food to the audience for free.
Thanks to Sang Ling, their snack bar's business is booming and they have hired more than a dozen waiters, but Sang Ling doesn't want anything. The snack bar owner has no way to repay her, but he knows that this performance is very important to Sang Ling, so he hopes that the free spiritual food can bring her more audiences.
But the food stall had little effect. Fans and audiences from the inner city would just go back even if there was no free food. Those who didn't want to come simply looked down upon the free food.
However, as long as the snack shop owner can do his best, he will be happy to help Sang Ling a little.
In the afternoon, the performance officially began. Sang Ling stepped onto the suspended stage. Below the stage was a crowd of audience members so dense that it seemed impossible to see the end of them. She chuckled and greeted them:
"Hi everyone, I'm Sang."
The shouts and cheers that turned the place upside down were layered, and the kids from the outer city curled their lips and said, "How stupid."
Sang Ling bowed deeply, but the amplifying spiritual device carried her voice everywhere. "Some things have happened recently. I am really grateful that everyone can come to support me."
Even though she had seen through Zuo Qiuyu's scheme long ago, when she saw her fans refusing to back down even when she was criticized and insulted, her feelings at that moment were indescribable.
This is the demon world, but she has gained the most precious love and affection here.
Just like the snack shop owner always says that he is grateful to her, she is also grateful to these fans.
They are the ones who kept her alive.
In response to Sang Ling, there were enthusiastic shouts that extended out one after another like surging waves. The silence of the outer city was completely broken. Such noise made a few people from the outer city who were hiding deep in the city stick their heads out.
To them, these were all strange people from the inner city. They were all powerful, but they would do such a thing for a female cultivator who had nothing to do with them.
This free stage is not the same as the Jiaotai Banquet, it can almost be regarded as Sang Ling's special show. Gou Qiu brought along Hu Yanyan and several other people from the court after careful consideration. There are many audiences on the stage this time, which can increase their popularity. In addition, Sang Ling does not have many famous works now, plus the new works she has been preparing during this period, so there is no way she can keep this stage going for an entire afternoon.
The stage officially opened, and the first show was naturally Sang Ling's. The lights came on and focused, she raised her hand and her skirt fluttered. When the first sound rang out, a huge curtain suddenly rose behind her, and her clear image was projected on the curtain.
Her rolling eyes and charming smile were projected onto the curtain, visible to everyone. Everyone could see her performance clearly by just raising their eyes.
The suspended stage is not fixed. When the music is high-pitched, it rises slowly, and when the music is low, it descends slowly, which is quite interesting.
Sang Ling stood on it, she raised her white hands, it was like flowers flying everywhere, her skirt was light and folded, it was immediately dazzling, her sleeves were multitudinous and glittering, her dance was like fleeting shadows, so gorgeous that it was beyond description, as if you would never forget it after taking a look at it.
The singing started again, melodious and clear.
The stage is floating, making it difficult to see clearly, but it also makes people stand on tiptoe to look up, just to take one more look.
The music finally stopped, and the jade feet spun again and again, and the bells on them rang, the sound was light and melodious.
This is an old song that Sang Ling has performed before, and all the fans in the audience have seen it.
But when she stood still, the cheering continued and the crowd gathered.
More and more people from the outside city stuck their heads out. They were attracted by the show and forgot everything as they stuck their heads out from the dangerous jungle of this world.
They stood outside unconsciously. The owner of the snack bar was startled by their appearance, but quickly calmed down and invited them to come in for free spiritual food.
The people from outside the city were surprised by the snack shop owner's greeting and immediately found a shelter to hide themselves, but they poked their heads out again under the temptation of free spiritual food. They looked outside and saw that everyone was completely captivated by Sang Ling's first performance. The atmosphere was so lively that no one noticed them at all.
Under the temptation of Sang Ling's performance and free spiritual food, several groups of people from outside the city received the free spiritual food and stood cautiously at the outermost edge.
Sang Ling prepared five performances, interspersed with performances by other courtiers such as Hu Yanyan. In addition to the debut work, she also wrote another song and choreographed a dance. The other three were all popular songs from the demon world. The style of the demon world songs is very different from that of the modern world. Today was the first time that Sang Ling performed a pure demon world song, and the more she performed, the more immersed she became.
Just like the audiences get to know her through music and immerse themselves in her world, her soul is also flying in the music of the demon world. Music is always connected. Even if you feel strange when you first hear the pure music of the demon world, you can still feel the emotions conveyed from it.
The atmosphere also reached its peak when Sang Ling performed the magic song. For some reason, the magic song performed by Sang Ling was familiar to them yet unfamiliar. The tune was obviously very familiar, but for some reason, it made their chests beat and their hearts burn.
It seems like every word, every sentence and every tone is telling something.
The performances were interspersed and passed by. After Hu Yanyan and other court ladies finished their performances, they looked at the cheering crowd below the stage with red faces. Today was the biggest stage she had ever performed on, with the most audiences. Even though she had been a courtesan for so many years and had seen a lot of the world, she was still excited to be on the stage that attracted so many people's attention.
In the past, she had always regarded the Jiaotai Banquet as a stage to promote herself and seldom went there. When she did go there, she would just perform diligently with the purpose of attracting more people, the more the better. The more people, the more spirit stones, and the more spirit stones, the more hope she would have of surpassing Zuo Qiuyu.
Not only her, but all the people in the court are like this. For the sake of spirit stones and survival, the stage is just a platform to attract guests. Apart from that, it has no meaning.
But after Sang Ling came, one could always see her love for the stage and her feelings for the audience. What's more, due to the huge traffic brought by Sang Ling, the people of Chunming Pavilion no longer fought for three thousand spirit stones, and they could devote more to the performance.
When the pressure is gone and you are standing on the stage with the audience cheering for you, then they know what performance is.
Hu Yanyan tightly grasped Gou Qiu's hand. She was still in the afterglow of her performance. Unlike before when her goal was just to surpass Zuo Qiuyu, now there was an endless starry road stretching out in front of her. On this road, there was no one to surpass, only her love.
Soon, dusk fell and the performance came to an end. The stage lights became more brilliant and the atmosphere became more intense.
It’s time for the last show, which is naturally Sang Ling’s.
Sang Ling changed her clothes. It was no longer the eye-catching hibiscus red, but a light green that faded into the twilight. It was not conspicuous and even blended into the stage.
The brilliant lights shrank, and the scattered red, green, indigo and blue lights all gathered together and focused on Sang Ling, changing into a gentle warm yellow, casting a long shadow on Sang Ling.
The last stage was a new song, but there were no dancers or accompanying instruments. Only Sang Ling stood alone on the stage, warm and gentle.
She stood on the stage, her eyes stretched out and out, and the number of audience members below the stage doubled without them noticing.
Some people came just out of curiosity, and some came because of the word from the audience.
The rest were people from outside the city who had been hiding. They each had a free spiritual food in their hands, but they forgot to eat it because of the performance.
Until now, there is still a steady stream of people from outside the city coming out, and the more timid ones dare only to stick their heads out and watch carefully.
Pairs of eyes, blurry yet clear, fell on Sang Ling one by one across such a long distance.
Sang Ling covered his left chest with his hands, and a melting heat spread out from the location of the blood symbol. Although he couldn't see it, Sang Ling could feel that the blood symbol was slowly getting smaller.
In the past, he had performed on stage at the Jiaotai Banquet. The venue was small and his reputation was small, and each performance usually gained him a few thousand fans. But this time, regardless of the outsiders hiding in the dark, there were already more than 20,000 people present.
It is estimated that only when the number of fans has exceeded tens of thousands can Sang Ling intuitively feel the changes in the blood talisman.
Sang Ling felt the warmth, which slowly extended to her eye sockets, which became red and moist. She herself didn't even know whether she was sad about the inconvenience of her survival, or because of the passionate affection of the fans in the audience.
Or maybe, both.
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