Chapter 124 The Third Performance 11.0
Xie Qingyu and the members of "Five Phases of Floating Life" followed the staff to the waiting area on the side of the stage.
The "THUNDER STRIKE" team is making final preparations for the stage performance.
As the closing performance of the third public performance, the position arrangement is exactly the same as that of the second public performance.
Xie Qingyu's group was once again scheduled to perform last.
The lights in the waiting area stretched everyone's shadows very long.
Xie Qingyu's gaze swept across the familiar faces, pausing briefly on Bai Yan and Wen Yan.
When Bai Lang turned around to go on stage, their eyes met briefly in the air.
Xie Qingyu raised a faint smile at the corner of her lips and silently mouthed "come on".
Bai Lang's Adam's apple rolled slightly, and he nodded solemnly in response, then turned around and stepped onto the stage that was about to be ignited.
After they all entered the venue, Xie Qingyu turned his attention to the front.
The voting for mentors of "Aurora Kissed the Dayline" is in progress, and it can be seen that Li Zhiqiu really likes this group's performance.
When it was her turn to vote, she hesitated for only a very short time before casting her 300 votes for Gu Qiong.
Creative mentor Lu Chuan and dance mentor Su Jin tacitly retained their votes.
When the eyes of these two life-long enemies collided in the air, Xie Qingyu seemed to hear the sound of invisible sparks again.
But he has gotten used to it now, and can even secretly add voiceovers to the eye contact between the two in his mind.
(Su Jin: If I don’t vote, then you won’t vote. Who allowed you to learn from me?
Lu Chuan [eyebrow raised version]: We don’t know who will follow who yet, I’ll vote for whoever I want, it’s none of your business!)
Ahem, Xie Qingyu raised her hand to cover the smile on her lips guiltily. The above impromptu drama was purely fictional and its credibility was almost zero.
The mentors naturally have their own considerations and professional judgments when voting, so how can they act rashly on impulse?
As the "Aurora Kissed the Dayline" group left the stage, the entire venue darkened again.
Regarding Bai Lang's Nuclear Explosion Dance, Xie Qingyu felt that its worldview was also very unique.
It is set in a dystopian world ruled by mechanical high pressure, where a group of awakened people use dance as a weapon to tear apart the system with the absolute power aesthetics.
It's simple and crude, but it can also easily ignite the scene and make the adrenaline of the viewers rise sharply.
This can be seen from the previous rehearsals.
To be honest, Xie Qingyu's repertoire does not have an advantage over this type of high-energy dance music.
Because the audience's emotions were obviously still at their peak at that time, it was difficult for them to calm down and appreciate the next stage performance.
The program team's intention of placing "Five Phases of Floating Life" after it is obvious, and they are trying to create a topic fuse~
Xie Qingyu looked at the stage lights that gradually turned dark red, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes.
The more difficult and challenging the situation is, the more likely it is to achieve a stunning comeback, which is really interesting!
At this time, the stage had fallen into a dark red alert state, and the giant LED screen flashed the warning words "SYSTEM OVERRIDE".
Suddenly, a shrill electronic alarm pierced the silence, followed by a cold, mechanical female voice:
“Warning… Overload detected…”
At the moment the alarm stopped, the entire venue fell into a strange vacuum state, as if even time had frozen.
In this suffocating silence, the triangle battle formation of five players in a tactical kneeling position was suddenly illuminated by the dazzling spotlight.
Bai Lang slammed his fist, wearing tactical gloves, into the ground. The sound of metal clashing became the first clarion call of the uprising.
The moment the tactical gloves hit the ground——
Radial cracks appeared on the floor screen, and the end of the cracks continued to extend. The stage spotlight chased it, and finally stopped precisely 1 centimeter in front of the knee of a person who was also kneeling on the ground.
The camera swept upwards from the knee, and Jiang Kecheng appeared in the light and shadow as a "system special envoy", with the ends of her short hair stained with an alarm red light.
The blue circuit patterns on the black combat uniforms contrast sharply with the red of the rebels.
She knelt on one knee opposite the triangle formation, forming a confrontation between the two armies.
(Rusty instructions in the joints—
Muscle memory etched with three hundred training sessions)
Bai Lang's deep voice was accompanied by the clicking sound of mechanical joints, and the team members raised their cervical vertebrae one by one like bionic people breaking free from shackles.
When the rhythm suddenly changes, the arc of their left arms sweeping across carries a sense of devastating power, and every movement seems to be a perfect presentation after precise calculation.
(Now!
all!
Override! )
This piece of music lives up to its reputation among the contestants, with its difficulty increasing by n times.
In the chorus, Bai Lang created the first climax with a clean and neat side flip followed by Windmill's ultimate move.
Wen Yan followed with a Russian kick so fast that it almost created sparks in the air.
When all the members leaned forward 45 degrees and froze on the lyrics of "critical point——", the whole venue was breathless.
“Thunder…Ready…”
The audience was excited and dazzled by the powerful moves one after another.
And it's not just them. Jiang Kecheng also showed her strength as the main dancer of a legitimate girl group.
Even when dancing to this kind of powerful and impactful boy group dance music, they are still full of strength, and each step is as precise as a precision instrument, which is very enjoyable for people to watch.
In the core dance section, the six people's completely synchronized whirlwind kicks set off waves of air, and the sound of combat boots hitting the ground was as shocking as summer thunder.
THUNDER STRIKE!
Witness the birth of absolute synchronization)
Every step of the matrix-style knife dance caused the LED floor screen to crack, and the entire stage trembled under their control, unable to bear the weight.
When singing "I will answer your questions with the sound of 600 joints popping at the same time".
The blue circuit pattern on Jiang Kecheng's combat uniform was completely "infected" into a bright red, completing his gorgeous transformation from a suppressor to a rebel.
In the smoke-filled final chapter, the team members fell one after another in slow motion, like abnormal data cleared by the system.
Bai Lang picked up the broken tactical mask on the ground and gently put it on his companion. The blood oozing from the corner of his mouth looked particularly shocking in the close-up shot.
When six laser beams focus at the same time, creating a shocking effect of thunder crowning.
The echo of “Game…reset” created such a loud noise in the audience that it almost blew the roof off the entire venue.
This performance, which could be described as a visual nuclear explosion, ended with prolonged applause.
Xie Qingyu noticed Bai Lang's violently heaving shoulders and sweaty temples. It was obvious that this performance consumed not only his physical strength, but also his entire mind and passion.
When the "THUNDER STRIKE" team members moved to the front to interact with the audience, the stage staff backstage immediately took action.
They cleaned the venue and replaced the background with great skill.
Thinking that this was the last stage performance of the night, everyone had a relaxed look on their faces as if they were about to finish work, and their steps seemed a lot lighter.
"The needle doesn't poke! The stage effect is amazing!"
Fan Niu Niu looked at the boiling audience outside in amazement, and did not forget to turn his back to the camera and scratch his itchy lower back.
Because they were wearing complicated ancient costumes, Xie Qingyu had already reminded them.
If you feel itchy or uncomfortable anywhere, you can scratch it a few times in advance backstage. You won’t be allowed to do that on stage.
It would be ridiculous to be caught on camera lifting up your clothes to scratch yourself in between dances.
As an idol, it is not very decent for the audience to see such a scene, not to mention that it is totally inconsistent with the atmosphere of a stage performance.
Seeing that Fan Niu Niu started his "little tricks" again, Huang Ke and Zhou Yu'an who were standing next to him moved a step to the side tacitly.
This action immediately earned a big eye roll from Fan Niu Niu.
You guys are scratching your itch, he was watching just now, two of you are loading!
Strangely enough, he didn't feel itchy at all in the waiting room, but his whole body was itchy as soon as he arrived at the waiting area. However, this discomfort would miraculously disappear once he was on stage.
Huang Ke and Zhou Yu'an were also speechless about him. This guy was really thick-skinned. Wasn't his goddess Ji Shuran standing next to him?
How could he not care about his image?
This is so hard to review!!!
"What? Are you nervous?"
You Jinzhao moved closer to Xie Qingyu, intending to tease the youngest but most mature leader of the team, but he accidentally went off track.
Looking at Xie Qingyu's thick, curly eyelashes and clear eyes under the light, he couldn't help but sigh and shook his head.
I haven’t taken care of it yet. What should I do? I feel a little sad!
Question: Should normal people stay away from eyelash essence?
Xie Qingyu chuckled and glanced at him with a flicker of her eyes: "You?"
Just two simple words made You Jinzhao defeated and retreat to his original position.
As expected, it’s not easy to tease this guy, the magnetic field on his body is poisonous!
They didn't have to wait too long. After the makeup artist confirmed the makeup for the last time and everyone checked the headsets, in-ear monitors and other equipment, the stage staff gave the order to prepare to go on stage.
At this moment, the "THUNDER STRIKE" team at the front desk is conducting the mentor voting session.
Xie Qingyu withdrew his gaze and followed the staff's instructions, walking towards the back stage where the scenery had been completed.
As Xie Qingyu and his teammates lay scattered on the stage floor, he looked up at the interlaced steel frame structure of the venue's dome, then slowly closed his eyes.
The body is completely stretched out, like a fish sinking into the deep sea, waiting for the moment when the music sounds.
The reception desk was close enough that the sudden burst of noise was clearly audible.
That was the "THUNDER STRIKE" team finishing the interactive voting session and preparing to leave.
As the noise gradually faded away, Xie Qingyu felt as if he was the only one left in this space, and... the sound of his beating heart.
No! There were also sporadic calls from the audience:
"Thank you Qingyu! Come on!"
Just at this moment, the lights in the venue slowly woke up like a dragon, and the flowing light bands outlined the outline of the stage in the darkness.
Xie Qingyu opened her eyes, her eyelashes casting tiny shadows in the light. The show was about to begin...
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