Chapter 238 Music Festival, Band
After more than six hours of flight, we arrived in Manchester from Seoul at just two o'clock in the afternoon.
After a simple meal at the hotel, everyone took a nap and woke up at dinner time.
As he walked out of the hotel, he saw posters flying all over the sky. Xie Qingyu caught one and found that it was a flyer for a small music festival that was about to start tonight.
Although there are no big-name artists, the lineup of all local bands and singers makes it more authentic.
"Do you want to go?"
Xie Qingyu raised the poster in his hand, his eyes flashing with eagerness.
Thanks to its unique cultural genes, geographical advantages and mature entertainment industry, music festivals in Tyrande are flourishing everywhere.
Although I arrived at an unlucky time and missed the most famous Songkran Festival music event, this small bonfire-themed music festival in front of me is also very good - the interweaving of firelight, music and night must have a unique flavor.
Anyway, it's getting late, so the tasks will naturally be scheduled for tomorrow.
The most important reason is that they have money! They have ample funding! Very rich!
There is absolutely enough capital to do so.
“Was the music festival fun?”
Leo blinked his wet puppy eyes and asked the question innocently.
As a minor who debuted directly through a talent show, Leo lost a lot of happiness. He had never been to a music festival. You know, this kind of occasion is a compulsory course for trainees before their debut, and it can be called a holy place for industry enlightenment.
For aspiring idols, music festivals are simply invaluable practical training schools.
Even if you are just a spectator, you can feel the magic of the stage up close, observe how mature artists control their stage presence and emotions, and learn how to control the rhythm of their interaction with the audience.
Immerse yourself in the most authentic industry atmosphere, from the enthusiastic cheers of fans to on-the-spot responses to emergencies, and establish the most intuitive understanding of the "idol profession."
You can also be exposed to diverse music styles, from pop to rock to electronic, to accumulate inspiration for future works.
The most important thing is to be able to shed some unrealistic fantasies about the industry and adjust your mindset.
But our little dog Leo didn’t even know which way the door of the music festival opened!
But we have to say that in the absence of any live experience, he has developed such outstanding stage performance skills solely through talent. This kid must be a natural-born "stage monster".
"Then let's go and have a look."
Seeing the anticipation in everyone's eyes, Gu Yan smiled and made the decision.
"But before we go, first—" He glanced around, and everyone immediately understood what he meant, shouting in unison: "Eat first!"
Man is iron and rice is steel. If he doesn't eat for a meal, he will feel hungry. Besides, this is what they came out to do.
Xie Qingyu chuckled and glanced at the camera crew that followed closely behind him.
Ever since I lost face in the last challenge, these big brothers have obviously been watching me more closely. It's probably because the director gave a strict order.
The music festival starts at 7:30 in the evening and is not far from the hotel.
Everyone decided to have dinner while walking over there.
There are many restaurants in the bustling area of the city center. Xie Qingyu weighed his bulging little schoolbag and confidently led everyone into a Thai restaurant with a good reputation.
Domestic tourists online commented that it not only retains local characteristics but is also very appealing to flower lovers.
It turned out to be a wise choice.
The speed at which rice is added shows how appetizing the dishes are. Xie Qingyu was quite restrained and only ate two bowls, while Wei Liangchen, the well-known glutton in the team, had already finished his fifth bowl and was still arguing that the bowl was too small.
What was more surprising was that the quiet Bai Lang actually drank four bowls in a row before putting down his chopsticks.
The other members were no less eager and cleared out the entire pot of freshly steamed rice in the store.
Xie Qingyu held up his chin and watched a cameraman break away from the main group to take a close-up of the empty rice bucket, and he couldn't help laughing.
If nothing unexpected happens, after this episode is broadcast, their group will probably get more nicknames like "Dry Rice Balls"~
"Huh? You guys aren't eating anymore? It's embarrassing to stare at Lunjia alone like this."
Seeing that his teammates had put down their chopsticks, Wei Liangchen pretended to be shy and took another big mouthful of rice. He poured the last bit of the highly acclaimed Tom Yum Goong soup into the bowl, and was so happy as if he had found a treasure. His greedy look was simply unbearable to watch!
Xie Qingyu adhered to the principle of not wasting anything and drank the freshly squeezed juice in the cup, which truly ended the battle.
"Let's go to the music festival and hang out more," Gu Zheng leaned back in his chair with his arms folded, his eyes sweeping meaningfully at Wei, who was still slipping through the cracks, "especially you!"
After all, you still have to keep making a living as an idol. You can't just throw body management out the window when you participate in a group variety show.
Wei Liangchen curled his lips in dissatisfaction: "You are discriminating!"
Gu Yan lazily counterattacked: "You are too sensitive~"
“Hehe!”
“Hahahahahahaha!”
Seeing Wei Liangchen finally finish the last bite of his meal, Xie Qingyu checked the time on his phone and patted his backpack: "Let's go, now's the perfect time."
"Let's go~"
Wei Liangchen wiped his lips and followed first, followed closely by the other members. Gu Qi stayed at the end to carefully check if there was anything left behind.
Don’t expect the production team to remind you. If something is lost, it’s just for the show effect, and they would love it.
"Isn't it a small music festival? There are quite a lot of people."
You Jinzhao fiddled with the bracelet distributed by Xie Qingyu. This fluorescent wristband was both an admission ticket and a fashion item for tonight.
Xie Qingyu grabbed Leo, who was running around, and put a bracelet on him before letting him go. "People here love this kind of atmosphere. Even the smallest activities can be exciting."
As soon as he finished speaking, screams suddenly broke out not far away, and several girls holding their mobile phones were pointing in their direction excitedly.
Yes, another fellow flower grower.
This kind of fate can be encountered wherever you go.
"Have you bought your tickets?" Xie Qingyu shook her glowing wristband. A cheerful response came from the other end: "Yes! Have fun!"
The girls ran away laughing, knowing their place and not disturbing them.
Just at this moment, there was a sudden "boom", the central bonfire shot up into the sky, and the stage lights suddenly changed.
The soothing background music instantly switches to an exciting rhythm, and the performers appear on stage to the beat of the drums - the carnival night officially begins!
Leo, who attended the music festival for the first time, was like a little mouse that fell into a rice jar, running around the venue wildly amid the deafening music.
Just as Xie Qingyu was about to chase after him, Gu Qi grabbed his wrist and said, "Forget it! It's rare to let the child have fun. The venue is so small, he won't get lost."
As he said this, he nodded in Leo's direction. With that physique, even human traffickers would have to consider whether they could withstand a beating.
Upon hearing this, Xie Qingyu could only nod and sway casually to the rhythm of the music.
In such occasions, the most comfortable thing is to jump around as you please!
Gu Yan smiled and took his hand, and the two of them jumped around like rabbits.
However, this "world of two people" only lasted half a minute before it was interrupted by Bai Lang who suddenly squeezed in between them.
"I'm here to join you." Bai Lang said with a stern face, his voice was not loud, but loud enough for people to hear clearly.
Xie Qingyu and Gu Yan exchanged glances, counted to three seconds in tacit understanding, and suddenly grabbed Bai Lang from the left and right and rushed to the front row of the stage.
The three big boys rushed through the crowd, causing the surrounding audience to scream.
The moment I rushed to the front row, the deafening sound almost pierced my eardrums.
Xie Qingyu couldn't even hear his own shouts.
So what are you waiting for? Let yourself go!
It was the middle of winter in the country, but the nights in Tyrande were hot and humid.
After such a wild party, the hair on Xie Qingyu's forehead was already soaked with sweat.
The bright light, the noise, and the crowded crowds made his temples throb, and his inner ear balance system was like a disrupted gyroscope. He felt dizzy and his heart was beating violently.
He was about to leave the crowd to take a breath when suddenly a microphone was handed to him. The lead singer of the band who was in the center of the stage just now was standing in front of him, and there were cheers from all around.
Xie Qingyu blinked blankly until Ding Zai squeezed in beside her and shouted, "Looks like we're drawing lucky audience members to request a song!"
But this foreigner obviously had bad intentions. Mad aimed straight at his target and walked over in two steps.
Order a song?
Before Xie Qingyu's confused mind could figure out the situation, his body had already honestly taken the microphone and stood on the stage.
What a great opportunity! I can advertise again!
Xie Qingyu was thinking about it when he suddenly caught a glimpse of the director next to the cameraman in the front row. Uh, when did this person come over?
The director was seen making a "keep my eyes on you" gesture with his index and middle fingers, and occasionally mouthing words indicating punishment for violations.
Okay, okay, then don’t advertise. Xie Qingyu was disappointed.
"Sweetheart, what song do you want to play?"
The lead singer's flashy outfit and ambiguous eyes made Xie Qingyu take a step back silently.
Let him call you whatever he wants, he won’t gain any advantage anyway.
Countless playlists flashed through his mind, and finally he chose the song in the new album that was meant to be played in Tyrande style - "Lie Flame".
Although the promotion plan has not been finalized yet, it’s always a good idea to warm up in advance.
This is not called advertising. If the audience thinks it is good and comes to support it, then it cannot be blamed on him.
The publicity expert Yu Yuzi said: There are always more solutions than problems, and he will never give up!
And there is no need to worry about not being able to find the new album abroad. It was released simultaneously worldwide when it was released on December 31st, and now is the limited free trial period on all platforms.
Xie Qingyu raised the corners of her lips slightly, and gave herself a thumbs up in her heart. She had obeyed the rules and achieved her goal. This operation was simply perfect!
After quickly listening to a short snippet of the melody, the band members exchanged glances of tacit understanding and made an "OK" gesture.
These professional musicians are demonstrating their unique skills - breaking down unfamiliar music into elements such as mode, chords, rhythm, etc. through music theory analysis, and then improvising and reorganizing them with their rich experience in style.
The drummer casually plays a transitional rhythm, the keyboardist has already figured out the chord direction, and the bassist nods along with the rhythm. This is the essential difference between professional musicians and ordinary performers.
Xie Qingyu naturally couldn't be stage-frightened. He smiled brightly at the members in the front row who were holding up their phones to record him, then raised the microphone and shouted:
"Everybody, let's go crazy together!"
As the drum beats cut in precisely, the warm night breeze blew by, and the dancing flames and stage lights intertwined on his delicate facial features, as if reflected in his pupils. Confidence, beauty, and composure instantly erupted in a thunderous response from the audience.
Especially those tourist fans who recognized him shouted especially hard.
That's Xie Qingyu! She must be tied up!
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