Chapter 157 Group Night 6.0
As a sign of respect for each other's stage, when the "Planting Light in the Cracks" group came on stage, Xie Qingyu and the group members all watched the stage with focused eyes.
Not to mention that the group assessment on the night of the group formation has long lost its competitive edge and is now more like a pure artistic feast.
The stage effects created by the program team at great expense are indeed extraordinary.
Even though I had watched it repeatedly during rehearsals, and even though I was now in a slightly cramped waiting area with my view partially blocked, the shock was undiminished.
The stage is based on the theme of "rebirth from ruins". The main stage is paved with gray-black broken tiles, and the image of wind-blown sand and ruins is circulated on the giant LED screen.
The broken steel columns on both sides are wrapped with glowing vine devices, and the transparent silk threads hanging from the dome are suspended with countless mirror fragments (special effects), reflecting star-like fine light under the lights.
When the lights in the venue gradually dim, only the gaps between the columns can emit a cold white light, simulating the "light from the cracks".
Gu Qi slowly rose from the central lift platform, sitting on his knees with his acoustic guitar in his arms.
The moment the fingertips lightly touch the strings, the suspended mirror fragments begin to slowly rotate, casting flowing light and shadows.
He closed his eyes and hummed softly, his ethereal voice rippling in the air. The members behind him curled up on the ground like seeds, trembling slightly with the sound effect of "wind blowing through the ruins", as if they were new shoots breaking through the ground.
(We are seeds scattered by the wind
Falling into the cracks of cement and waiting
No fertile soil
Is the light from the cracks enough to love?)
The LED screen switched to a dark grey cement texture, the light beams on the ground focused into a "crack" shape, and the spotlights slanted down from the top, creating a light and dark contrast on Gu Yan and Wei Liangchen.
Wei Liangchen stood in the beam of light from the "crack", his fingertips touching the air as if touching a barrier, his eyes were stubborn and determined, but there was a hint of almost naive expectation at the corner of his mouth.
The other members stood up and used their arms as "roots" to entwine and intertwine, using body language to express the "whispering" of the roots in the darkness.
——They half-squatted and leaned forward, their fingertips trembling, and suddenly stretched upwards collectively, simulating the "ground-breaking moment", and their expressions changed from forbearance to a relieved smile.
(The roots whisper in the darkness
"Will it hurt more if I go further down?"
But the moment the ground is broken
Even shadows have learned to sing)
Red cracks flashed across the background screen, and the lights on the vines wrapped around the steel pillars suddenly ignited into a warm yellow.
The drumbeat quickened, and the suspended mirror fragments spun wildly, splashing sparks of light onto the audience, which immediately caused a burst of exclamations.
All the members quickly formed a semicircle. Gu Yan suddenly unbuttoned his collar, and the other members waved their arms synchronously - the gesture of "pushing away obstacles" was like tearing open an invisible film.
They stared straight into the camera, sparks of defiance dancing in their pupils, and their bodies swayed forward slightly during the chorus, like seeds in the wind or bows gathering strength!
Entering the chorus, the string music suddenly rises, and the vine device on the pillar bursts out with strong light. The LED screen instantly spreads out a surging golden wheat wave, like a flame stirred by the wind.
The lifting platform rises layer by layer, and 10 members stand on each step. Their bodies are like growing wheat stalks, forming a "growth line" climbing upward in the light and shadow.
(They say it's impossible to bloom here
But we are already used to being laughed at by prophecies)
Here is "Planting Light and Rebellion", reaching the protruding part in the middle, and arranged in sequence.
The choreography is confrontational—every turn is stubborn, every stamp of the foot feels like rooting.
(Planting light in the cracks
Even if there is only an inch of light
If the world forces us to grow on our knees
Then bury your knees in the soil)
Emotions completely erupted at this moment.
All members moved forward one after another, their eyes shining, their breathing in unison, and the rhythm of the group dance hit the audience like a heartbeat.
Their movements are no longer graceful "performances", but are filled with an almost stubborn vitality, as if they are really squeezing out a ray of light from the cracks in the cement.
(When all springs turn their backs
We are our own flowering period)
The stage beauty reaches its peak at this moment.
The guitar strumming gradually became stronger, and the stage color changed from cold and hard to fiery colors. The suspended mirror fragments were all lit up, like stars pouring down, weaving a dazzling "web of light" on the dome.
At that moment, even the audience's hearts contracted, as if they had witnessed a silent groundbreaking.
——But the most touching thing is always the performer’s state.
The director's camera switching is very measured. He doesn't blindly show off the luxurious stage design, but accurately captures the performers' expressions and details. Everything is for the effect of the stage performance.
The performers are the main body, and the others can only play supporting role. After all, the audience didn’t spend money to see how much money you spent on stage design, ahem… just cut to two panoramic views to know that it’s what happened.
Xie Qingyu stared at the stage quietly, with an indescribable resonance surging in his chest.
The two songs have different intentions, but their common point is the most sincere respect for life.
The lights on the main stage suddenly went out, leaving only a single beam of light hanging in the center.
The members sat cross-legged, forming a silent circle, like the last seeds standing firm in the wilderness.
Gu Qi's singing rose in the darkness, his voice was slightly hoarse, his eyes were red, but he was resilient and unbreakable.
Others tapped the ground with their palms, a rhythm like a heartbeat, like the pulsation of roots beneath the soil.
They smiled at each other, no words needed, their eyes conveyed everything - about stubbornness, about blooming, about the pride of holding heads high even in desperate situations.
(Wait until the whole city learns to bend
Wait until our shadows are higher than the sky)
The pre-recorded chorus and harmony surged like a tide, and the city buildings on the LED screen began to twist and tilt, as if succumbing to some irresistible force.
The suspended mirror fragments slowly fell, spreading a river of broken light on the ground, infinitely stretching the members' shadows.
The lift rose silently, and those shadows were projected onto the background screen, climbing higher and higher...
Until it is above the "sky"!
All members stood at the highest point of the stage, with their arms raised high and interlaced, forming a flourishing "crown" in the lights.
The moment the last note fell, they turned around collectively, with their backs to the audience, facing the light source that symbolized the "crack."
His back is as straight as a monument, and his silence is like a vow.
The stage returned to pure white light.
The first group assessment concluded successfully, with cheers and applause from the audience.
However, the performers on the stage had no time to enjoy this glory. They had quietly left the stage and hurried to the dressing room backstage to make final preparations for their upcoming personal performances.
The situations of Ding Zaihe and Wen Yan are slightly special.
Because their individual performance costumes and makeup were relatively simple, they were unable to return backstage with other group members.
At this moment, the two of them were being surrounded by costume teachers and makeup teachers, and were undergoing a tense on-the-spot costume change at the side of the stage.
Even though they haven't even caught their breath yet, they still have to move to the waiting area immediately and wait.
As soon as Xie Qingyu's group's group assessment of "Until the Deep Sea Forgets My Name" was over, it was their turn to perform on stage one by one.
Every second counts.
Each song is only two or three minutes long, and even if you include the introduction by the initiator Qu Qinghuan, there is very little time left for them to prepare.
The two had just finished a high-intensity group performance and were now immediately thrown into a new "battle".
At the same time, Xie Qingyu and the second group of performers who were about to take the stage had quietly taken their positions.
They did not go to the main stage where Gu Yan had just performed, but quickly moved to the carefully decorated side stage not far away.
Halfway through the performance, after the staff completes the replacement of the main stage's stage scenery, the two stages will be perfectly spliced together through sophisticated mechanical devices, finally presenting the true main stage style of tonight.
When the big screen on the scene started counting down, some sharp-eyed audiences and fans caught sight of the contestants rushing by and immediately burst into excited screams.
Meanwhile, Xie Qingyu and the others had already taken their places on the side stage. Although it was called a side stage, its scale and configuration were no less impressive than the main stage.
After Xie Qingyu determined the position, he quickly entered the performance state.
Qian Song will be the opening act, but the movement changes in this piece are extremely complex and frequent.
In a large group performance, every member must concentrate fully, otherwise they will miss the movement points.
Under the close capture of high-definition cameras, any mistakes will be exposed.
"Come on~"
Leo said this in a whisper, so soft that it almost disappeared into the air. If everyone hadn't been standing close to each other, they probably wouldn't have heard a single word.
The team members responded one after another, their tone revealing a sense of ease, and even a smile of ease.
Xie Qingyu raised his eyebrows slightly. It seemed that everyone in the team had a big heart, even Wei Ran didn't seem nervous at all.
There were no problems during training, and my performance in rehearsal was surprisingly stable. The improvement in my mentality was like a complete transformation.
He curled the corners of his lips and chuckled softly, "Come on."
The next second, music suddenly started.
The low moans of whales came from all directions, long and ethereal, as if emerging from the darkest crevices of the deep sea, carrying some ancient and mysterious call.
The choreography on the side stage progresses layer by layer with wave-like lights, and the stage floor is covered with holographic projections. The sparkling sea surface gradually sinks in the music, falling from light blue to dark blue, and finally into a dark abyss.
On the giant curved screen in the background, the faint blue light and shadow under the high pressure of the deep sea distort and float, bubbles slowly rise like souls, and fluorescent creatures flicker in the darkness, like flickering candlelight at a silent funeral.
In the transparent PVC tubes hanging around, blue liquid flows slowly, with luminous particles suspended in it, like stardust carried by deep-sea undercurrents.
Above his head, a huge metal whalebone skeleton hung eerily, and cold blue beams of light pierced through the gaps between the bones, looking like sunlight crushed by water pressure in the deep sea, or like some kind of inorganic, icy gaze.
The camera zooms in.
Xie Qingyu and his crew remained motionless, their gazes slowly shifting as the camera lens shone, like a group of giant beasts dormant in the abyss, silently awakening in the darkness...
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