Chapter 123 The Third Performance 10.0
On the big screen on the stage, a picture with great visual impact is slowly unfolding.
The background projection perfectly blends the two completely different landscapes.
On one side is the glittering neon lights of the city, flashing a hazy metallic luster.
On one side is a desert storm with yellow sand surging with a sense of primitive power.
The two scenes collide at the intersection, creating breathtaking sparks, as if opening a dimensional rift between reality and fantasy.
On the LED screen on the ground, patterns of tire tracks and cactus silhouettes complement each other.
Those winding tire marks are like a long poem written in rubber, and every arc tells the story of the riders' wild and unrestrained adventures.
The tall cactus silhouettes are like the guardians of this land, resisting the erosion of time with a stubborn attitude.
These patterns change in brightness and darkness with the rhythm of the music, sometimes as hazy as a mirage in the desert, and sometimes as dazzling as neon signs, injecting flowing vitality into the entire stage.
Suddenly, the crisp sound of a whip ripped the air, followed by the rustling sound of leather rubbing against each other and the low roar of the engine, as if a dormant beast was awakening.
“Saddle up…Let’s ride”
A beam of dazzling headlights split the darkness like a sword and shone directly into the audience.
In this man-made doomsday highway landscape, five contestants stand leaning against each other in a posture that seems leisurely but is actually full of tension.
Every metal button on their leather vests reflected a cold light.
The curve of his lips is full of wildness and unruliness, and his eyes are burning with the desire to conquer the stage.
The lights suddenly changed, and Lin Wu, the female guest of "Wild Riders", was riding a modified motorcycle. She supported herself on one foot and took off her goggles.
The music exploded!
(Old leather boots crush the neon reflection
The gas station sign groans in the wind
Revolver replaced with spray paint can
But the aim stays deadly)
"Shashasha is really powerful. I'm throwing these big muscles, and I feel like they can punch me ten meters away. Are the physique requirements for participating in the talent show so high now?"
A fan of the mentor in the front row stared at Qian Song and Ding's arm muscles that were shiny with sweat, and unconsciously wiped the tears from the corner of his mouth.
However, this fiery atmosphere came to an abrupt end when the killing part of the center C position was shown in the chorus. Qian Song... made a mistake!
When everyone on the stage shouted out the powerful lyrics "This is our new frontier" in unison, it should have been Qian Song's moment to shine.
He took a beautiful run-up and jumped into the air, but when he completed the crucial move of a somersault and then kneeling on one knee, he lost his balance. With a dull "bang", he fell heavily to the edge of the stage!
The dull sound of flesh colliding with a hard object made everyone feel the severity of the fall.
The audience instantly erupted in exclamations one after another, and many people covered their mouths with their hands grimacing. Oh my god, that must have been a pretty hard fall, the bricks on the stage sounded really hard.
The music continued. Qian Song gritted his teeth and used his arms to support himself to stand up. His left leg was obviously shaking uncontrollably.
He clutched the headset tightly and insisted on singing the lyrics "Sweat dyed the shirt into a map", but his breath in the high notes was fragmented and very unstable.
Seeing that he still wanted to continue performing, the other members and female guest Lin Wu agreed to his wish, immediately adjusted their positions, and continued the performance in tacit coordination with him.
Despite this, when it came to the group dance part, it was obvious that Qian Song's movements were not standard and he was struggling.
Even the heavy stage makeup couldn't hide his pale face. He relied entirely on his spirit to hold on and not drag down the team's overall performance.
In the waiting room, everyone, including Xie Qingyu, stood up at the same time.
Xie Qingyu frowned slightly, and her hands unconsciously clenched into fists, worried about his condition.
He had deeply experienced the feeling of performing in pain, which was like dancing on the edge of a knife, with every movement coming at a double cost of pain.
The moment the performance ended, Ding Zai and other members immediately supported the shaky Qian Song on the left and right.
The staff and medical personnel who had been on standby on both sides of the stage rushed up as quickly as possible.
But Qian Song still shook his head stubbornly. He was the center of the group, and no matter what, he had to stand shoulder to shoulder with his teammates. Together they faced the upcoming interactive voting session, or rather... his own trial.
When Qu Qinghuan handed him the microphone, he gripped it tightly with his fingers and used all his strength to make a deep ninety-degree bow to the audience.
This action, which is easy for ordinary people, made him sweat coldly due to the pain. When he was helped up by his teammates, he was already sobbing, and his crystal tears mixed with sweat fell on the stage floor.
"Hello everyone, I'm Qian Song." His hoarse voice spread throughout the venue through the speakers.
"I'm sorry that my mistake ruined what should have been a perfect performance. I'm sorry to the fans who have always supported me, and even more sorry..."
Qian Song tried to bow again to apologize to his teammates, but he couldn't bend down anymore.
Coupled with being held tightly by his teammates, he could only purse his lips and continue:
"I'm so sorry to my teammates and Teacher Lin Wu for all their hard work and the trust they placed in me. I'm so... so sorry!"
When he spoke the last few words, his voice was so choked that it was almost inaudible.
Everyone could see that he was filled with guilt beyond words.
When Qian Song wanted to turn his apology to the mentors and initiators.
Qian Song’s fans in the audience had already burst into tears, feeling so heartbroken that they almost fainted from crying.
"Qian Song, you have always been great and excellent. Can you please go down for a check-up?" The crying voice was heartbreaking.
Fans from other groups also joined in the persuasion. After all, that terrifying fall would make anyone who heard it worry about his physical condition.
Physical matters are the most serious thing to take for granted, and this applies to all idols.
Although everyone always jokes that they want their idols to be able to risk their lives on stage.
But they don’t really want their idols to die on the stage right under their noses, as that would involve the legal section.
Qu Qinghuan, who was standing next to him, had no choice but to speed up the process again and again.
When it came to the mentor voting session, everyone was deeply moved by Qian Song's stage attitude and admired him very much.
But after careful consideration, the three mentors chose to retain their votes.
The votes in their hands are not sympathy votes. If they were to cast them like this, it would be unfair to the contestants who will actually perform well on stage later.
Qian Song's subsequent performance on stage was obviously poor, and the other members did not have outstanding abilities either.
He could only look at the "Wild Knights" standing on the stage with a hint of regret.
Qian Song nodded in understanding, a hint of relief flashing in his eyes. This was exactly the fair judgment he wanted.
He doesn't need any sympathy votes. If the stage performance is good, it is good. If it is bad, it is bad. There is no shortcut. The mentors are right!
In the waiting room, the contestants' eyes followed the backs of the "Wild Knight" group as they left the stage until their figures completely disappeared at the end of the corridor.
When the prompt sound of the next stage, "Aurora Kissed the Dayline", sounded, everyone slowly sat down as if waking up from a dream.
Xie Qingyu waited until everyone was seated, without affecting the next performance.
He stayed for another half a second before sitting down. This subconscious action did not have any special meaning.
I just did what I felt and thought in my heart, that's all.
The lights in the venue gradually dimmed, and the audience tried to regain their focus and continue to enjoy the next performance.
Gu Qiong's fans who had been waiting for a long time could not contain their excitement and made rustling noises in the darkness.
At this moment, countless gazes with different emotions gathered on the stage, some with anticipation, some with curiosity, and some with regret that had not yet dissipated.
Suddenly, in the silence, the melody of piano and harp slowly flowed out, ethereal and distant.
A beam of pure overhead light penetrated the darkness and precisely enveloped Gu Yan in the center of the stage.
His slender figure was clearly visible in the beam of light, and a glowing longitude and latitude grid slowly emerged under his feet, as if he was standing on the coordinates of the world.
The huge metal ring tilted 30 degrees in the center of the stage began to rotate slowly. The mechanical sound of the gears meshing was particularly clear in the silence, as if a door to time and space had opened.
The audience was attracted by this unique opening and held their breath at the same time.
Gu Qi held the microphone close to his lips in his left hand, gently raised his right hand, and his fingertips passed through the air, as if touching an invisible dimension.
At this time, the lift platform on the other side of the stage slowly rose, and the female guest Zhao Ning of "Aurora Kissed the Dayline" appeared gracefully in a flowing water ripple long dress, looking at Gu Qiong across the air.
"Listen... the latitude is melting..." Gu Qiong whispered, and Zhao Ning immediately responded with an ethereal and beautiful voice.
As the two voices intertwined in the air, the daylight installation on the stage suddenly erupted in ripple-like light effects.
The collision of two voices with excellent singing skills instantly produced amazing artistic sparks.
(When migratory birds' wings cut through the morning mist
You stand in the shadow of the tilted earth
There's a gap between us
Thirty Thousand Tons of Silent Sunshine)
Gu Qiong's gentle and magnetic voice echoed in the space, and his slightly tilted head posture revealed a poetic confusion.
In the background, the ground LED screen presents a real-time changing projection of the twilight line, turning the entire venue into a secret place where day and night meet.
The other members surrounded Gu Qiong like planets. Their dance steps were light and graceful, and every turn precisely matched the mood of the lyrics.
The moment the string music suddenly started, Gu Qiong stepped back and Li Luoqi calmly stepped forward to take over, holding up the microphone and singing softly.
(When the fingertips tentatively touch——
The atmosphere began to shake
This is a forbidden encounter)
The moment the last note landed, the ground LED suddenly switched from map mode to particle diffusion effect, and the entire stage seemed to be shrouded in aurora.
Zhao Ning used his superb head cavity resonance to harmonize with him, and the penetrating coloratura ending gave the audience goose bumps.
This second-tier female singer is indeed very talented, and the most important thing is that she can add icing on the cake without stealing the show, which makes her the strongest among the strong!
However, Xie Qingyu is going to speak for Host Li!
This time, the host Li performed very well. Although he was not professional, he showed professionalism and deserves praise.
As the music reached its climax, the singing of Gu Yan and others became more passionate, and Zhao Ning's high notes blended perfectly into it, pushing the emotional tension of the song to the extreme.
The metal rings on the stage spun faster and faster, and aurora special effects flowed freely in the space.
(The predictions missed by the weather station
Your eyelashes are unfallen snow
Melt in my palm
Become the hottest butterfly)
When the solemn sound of the organ sounded, Gu Qiong's singing voice emerged again, with an inextricable tenderness and attachment.
Zhao Ning on the other side of the stage always maintained a proper distance. Her face was intertwined with complex emotions, but she only used light harmonies to express the waves in her heart.
"It's a level of presentation that makes people want to listen to it over and over again."
Just as Xie Qingyu finished praising herself in her heart, You Jinzhao patted her shoulder gently.
Following the direction indicated by the other party, they saw the staff in charge of the "Five Phases of Floating Life" team at the door waving in their direction -
They should go to the waiting room to prepare...
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