Chapter 265 World Tour 6.0
The melody of "Hanging Sun Flight" slowly spreads in the air, like a lyrical poem on a cosmic scale.
In Xie Qingyu's perception, this song is more like the last whisper of a star before its death - a grand and silent cosmic epic.
The stage now transformed into a dying star.
The main screen shows the magnificent sight of the slowly collapsing solar corona, with the crimson halo intertwined with the deep blue background of the universe.
The suspended meteorite-shattering device moved along the mechanical track with a low hum, as if performing an interstellar funeral.
At the moment of opening, all the lights in the venue suddenly went out.
The only light source was focused on the seven stand-up microphones in the center of the main stage, their silver metal surfaces shimmering.
The sound of the piano is like gravitational waves from the depths of the universe, penetrating from all dimensions of the sound field.
On the lift platform, seven figures slowly rose up, surrounded by pure white satin cloaks.
The surging fabric resembled the flow of nebulae, making their black costumes with silver thread look like cosmic silhouettes outlined by star trails.
They stood on the tilted sundial platform, the star trails projected in real time beneath their feet rippled with each step. You Jinzhao closed his eyes, his voice like electromagnetic waves passing through interstellar dust:
"Write your name...on the back of the clouds..."
"Light years away...hovering..."
Like a farewell ceremony, this tone perfectly matches his hazy voice.
As the ethereal synthesizer spread across the sound field like a nebula, Wei Liangchen took a half step forward.
His bony fingertips lightly touched the microphone grille, and his breathy voice, mixed with an electric-like tremor, vibrated in the air:
(You are like a fading sun stuck west of the equator
…
When the atmosphere begins to bend all straightforward propositions)
The moment he lowered his eyes, the spotlight above his head suddenly split into three, casting a gradient halo on the curtain behind him.
The flow of light and shadow is just like the lingering of light and darkness at the edge of the universe when the sun first appears.
The piano keys suddenly fell heavily, and a wall of synthesizer sound flooded the entire soundstage like a tidal wave.
As light and shadow flowed, the camera accurately captured Bai Yan's profile, and his Adam's apple rolled gently under the spotlight.
As the ending note dragged on, the circular LED screen suddenly lit up, and the fluid light and shadow simulating atmospheric refraction distorted the outlines of the seven people into liquid sparks, flowing in the space along with the lyrics.
(Kepler's law cannot accurately calculate the trajectory of the heart
Silent at perihelion but burning to breathe at aphelion
All gazes are against the universe
…)
On the right side of the stage, Ding was lowering his head to adjust the height of the microphone, and his knuckles tapped out a hidden rhythm on the metal rod.
As string samples exploded from all sides, the seven people gathered forward tacitly.
Xie Qingyu raised her hand and lightly touched the microphone stand, her eyelashes casting a butterfly-like shadow in the side light.
At this time, the robotic arm dropped a transparent veil, and the LED screen behind the veil projected the star trails captured by the astronomical telescope.
The orange-red halo of the hanging sun penetrated the veil, casting a golden edge like a corona on their shoulders.
(Heliocentric flight kisses you before eternal collapse
Betting on the arrival of the corona)
The veil slowly rose with the harmonious sound, revealing a galaxy matrix made up of thousands of light points behind it.
At the moment the strong drum beats exploded, the seven microphone stands lit up with circular light strips, like a miniature corona suddenly waking up.
As Gu Qiong raised his head and sang a high-pitched voice, the Galaxy Matrix shattered, covering the entire LED screen like broken diamonds.
(When the Milky Way breaks into the stars on your collar
I will eventually be sentenced to life imprisonment by your gravity——)
The lifting platforms on both sides held up a transparent piano device. Xie Qingyu and Gu Qie's clenched palms seemed to catch the starlight, and the floor screen simultaneously emitted orange-red gravitational waves, which spread to the entire venue with the aftertaste.
When Leo's low, whispering Flow sounded, the stage lights suddenly dimmed, leaving only a spotlight above his head.
(The shadow when the sundial is tilted is a lie of flashback...
I counted all the morning dewdrops but dared not touch the direction of your reflection...)
He leaned over the microphone stand, and the moment his fingertips brushed the mesh, ripples appeared on the floor screen and his reflection swayed.
On the LED screens on both sides, the sundial pointers began to rotate counterclockwise, stretching the light and shadow behind him into slender star trails.
The blank space was filled with only the white noise of the universe, and the seven people simultaneously lowered their eyes and stepped back.
Silver moonlight dust suddenly fell from above the stage, coating the white cloak with starlight.
The audience exclaimed unconsciously:
"This choreography is simply a work of art!"
"How much must it cost? The design is absolutely amazing!"
"I've had goosebumps since the show started!"
“It feels so good!”
"I don't want it to end, boohoo!"
Just as the fans were looking up at the main stage, reluctant to look away, Xie Qingyu raised his hand lightly, and the suspended light dust instantly gathered into a beam of light.
(Waiting for the wind to carry the wavelength of your name
Waiting for the moonlight to plate silence with chrome silver
There's always a gap between us
The time difference of the entire tranquil sea)
The circular LED screen switched to the texture of the lunar surface, and the overlapping silhouettes of seven people appeared in the center of the "Sea of Tranquility".
Mixed with Bai Tang's English recitation of "Tell me which constellation", the light spots around the silhouette suddenly exploded like sparks, turning the entire stage into a rotating star map.
At the end, everyone sang together.
The circular light strips on the seven microphone stands flashed synchronously, and the orange-red light waves rose and fell with the rhythm, like the last pulsation of a star.
They stood shoulder to shoulder in the center of the stage, their white cloaks fluttering in the air currents stirred up by the blowers.
(Heavenly flight——
Like forgiven greed
Hot yet still kiss)
The image of the sun hanging on the background LED screen began to peel off, and fragments of light and shadow floated like stardust, covering the entire stage.
Suddenly, all the lights went out and darkness enveloped them for three seconds—
When the light came on again, the seven people leaned over and kissed the microphone grille, their gestures as pious as if they were kissing the echo of the universe.
Behind him, the light and shadow of the hanging sun solidified into an eternal orange-red halo, spreading to the dome of the venue with tens of thousands of people.
“Ahhhhhhhhh!”
"Thank you Qingyu!"
"Gu Yan!"
"Bai Tang!"
"Wei Liangchen!"
"Leo!"
"You Jinzhao!"
"Ding is here!"
The moment the last note fell, the whole audience screamed.
Fans raised their hands high and shouted each member's name at the top of their lungs, finally forming a unified group name:
“MYST7! Great, great, great!”
This cheer of “Awesome!” originated from a group live broadcast during the promotion period of “Sunrise”.
At the time, they joked, "If you think we performed well in the future, just give us a thumbs up on the spot."
It was just a casual joke, but it was remembered by fans. After that, at the end of every performance, there would be three continuous "thumbs-up"s from the whole audience.
The reason for the three sounds is not because of anything else, but because it is difficult to synchronize when there are many people.
Everyone shouted three times, and the sound of "thumbs up" echoed throughout the venue.
Xie Qingyu raised his hand and gently grasped the microphone stand, his slightly hoarse voice filled with unconcealed joy:
"Everyone...are you happy?"
"Happy!!!" A thunderous response instantly swept the entire venue.
Gu Qie took over the conversation tacitly, his eyes and eyebrows tinged with smiles: "Then... do you want to be happier?"
"Yes!!" The fans' voices rose another octave.
The seven of them smiled at each other and announced in unison: "Next, please join us - 'Dream Stage'!"
This is the most popular talent show theme song in recent years and has been performed by countless people.
But every time I heard Xie Qingyu and the others singing, it was as if time had been rewound, and everyone returned to the moment when their dreams first blossomed.
The members took off their microphones and dispersed to different parts of the stage.
This impromptu encore performance had no fixed movements, only the purest joy flowing.
They sometimes interacted with fans and sometimes played with each other, pushing the entire concert to its final climax.
When the cyclone burst out from the edge of the stage and colorful ribbons flew all over the sky, the first concert of MYST7's tour finally came to a successful conclusion.
The seven young men put their arms around each other's waists and bowed deeply in thanks.
The sweat-soaked hair, the red eyes, and the smile that could not be hidden at the corners of the mouth all tell of the unforgettable and precious nature of this night.
——
[The shocking repost of the group's Beijing debut, a casual review: I'm a huge fan!]
OP:
Just got back from MYST7's Beijing premiere, and I have to write this all night long! This is definitely the most amazing concert I've seen this year, bar none!
Let me start with the overall experience: It was a truly immersive experience! From the stage design to the choreography, it was impeccable. The three hours were incredibly high-energy, and I never felt tired at all.
Nowadays, too many concerts on the market have lengthy setups, leaving both the performers and the audience exhausted.
But their control of the rhythm tonight was absolutely amazing! As a new group that debuted less than two years ago, they can control the stage to this degree. I really respect them!
(The following 2000 words of detailed repo are omitted...)
Here comes the point! Let me make it clear in advance that I am not a fan of the group, but just an ordinary little genius with fast hand speed who likes to go to concerts.
I tried to grab tickets purely because the ticket price was right, the album was good, and I was in Beijing's Happy Hometown.
I was immediately hooked! Idols who take the stage seriously really shine! I'm already planning to follow the subsequent performances~
I strongly recommend everyone to go listen to the live show. This is definitely a top-notch performance that even those who are not in the circle can enjoy!
1L: Why don’t you give the tickets to us, the real fans! [StormyCrying.jpg]
2L: So the OP thinks we don't want to go because we don't want to go? [Looks sad]
3L: The OP not only has fast hands, but also has an amazing internet speed. I have plundered all my relatives and friends, but I didn’t even get a single hair. I feel so heartbroken!
4L: I can tell the OP really likes it. It’s easily a 2000-word repo of cause and effect. I even feel like I can keep writing [laughing and crying]
5L: The front page is full of positive reviews, and it’s harder to get tickets later [cracked]
6L: If Rotten Grapes doesn’t add more space, I really plan to go abroad to listen to foreign shows
7L: Do you think you're the only one who thinks this way? Also, do you really think that with the band's popularity overseas, it'll be easy to get overseas venues? [bitter laugh]
8L: No matter what, it’s still easier to get tickets than in China. I didn’t click on the ticket purchase page once for the first three shows. Who understands?
9L: I get it, I get it! I want to know which carrier everyone is using. Did you climb up the signal tower at their headquarters to grab the tickets?
10L: After watching this repo, I feel like I will never be able to get a ticket to the God Group in my lifetime [heartbroken]
11L: This rotten grape wants to die. Isn't he usually pretty smart? This time, the money was right under his nose and he didn't even think to pick it up?!
12L: Daily soul-searching question: Who is grabbing the tickets for the God Group?! [Frenzy]
13L: I spent two hours brushing the repo, and now I feel like ants are crawling all over my body [bitter]
14L: The main reason is that the ticket price for the group’s concert is too cost-effective. It seems that it is not just the fans who are fighting for it.
15L: It's terrifying when you think about it... I now seriously suspect that only a small portion of the tickets have been released, and the rest have all been secretly resold to scalpers by Rotten Grapes.
16L: Now that you mention it...
17L: Holy crap! Case solved! [Shocked]
18L: Everything makes sense now!
19L: Damn rotten grapes, return my hard-earned money! [Angry]
20L: I see... [Suddenly realized]
…
49L: Rotten grapes I ********* [auto muted]
50L: Latest news!!! The platform officially announced that they're adding seats to the fourth show! And because the first show was a complete success, they're also giving away 10 free tickets!
51L: Dad, I was wrong! Grape baby loves you so much, you will always be my god! Let’s go first!
(10 minutes later)
OP: Just got back from a shower... Wait, where's everyone??? Let me look through it, I'm so giao~ Wait for the OP!!! [Erkang hand]
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