"good!"
In the audience, a bassist couldn't help but cheer softly, but his hands never stopped moving, precisely supporting the bottom of the bass.
Lighting technician Kai was completely immersed in the music, his fingers flying across the control panel.
He abandoned the preset program and adjusted the lighting in real time according to the emotional fluctuations of the song.
During the verses, soft blue overhead lighting and white front lighting create a tranquil and nostalgic atmosphere.
In the pre-chorus section, the lights gradually turn a warm yellow and the intensity of the side lighting is increased to highlight Wang Yueheng's silhouette, foreshadowing the accumulation of emotions.
When the chorus erupted with emotion, several bright, warm white beams of light focused on Wang Yueheng from different angles, like flower petals.
At the same time, the ground lights at the front of the stage and the color-changing lights on the overhead lighting rigs turned a warm orange-red.
Like the afterglow of the setting sun, the entire stage was rendered both brilliant and slightly melancholic.
During the interlude, Akai even tried adding slowly rotating patterned lights.
The projection of light and shadow effects onto the sky, resembling the passage of time, echoes the theme of the song.
Jay Chou leaned slightly forward at the control panel, his fingers unconsciously tapping lightly on the table in rhythm.
His eyes were fixed on Wang Yueheng on the stage, his face showing undisguised admiration and a hint of envy.
Yes, I'm envious.
The melody and lyrics of this song are both of an extremely high standard.
More importantly, it is very suitable for live performances, and the emotional transmission is extremely direct and effective.
He could almost picture it when the song played at the Taipei Arena that night.
How will the more than 10,000 audience members react?
As the music ended, the last few notes slowly dissipated into the air.
The stage lights gradually returned to basic illumination.
A brief silence fell over the audience. Then—
"Whoosh—!"
Spontaneous applause erupted from the band section and the control area.
The band members all gave a thumbs up, and the lighting technician, Kai, exclaimed, "Teacher Wang, this song is fantastic! Every lighting setup looks amazing!"
Jay Chou stood up, clapping as he walked towards the stage with a bright smile: "I knew it! Every time you say 'surprise,' it's definitely not a small thing!"
Wang Yueheng put down the microphone, slowly emerging from his emotional state, and smiled modestly: "It's thanks to the good coordination between the band members and the lighting technician."
"Come on, the song is what matters!"
"Yue Heng, remember how you felt singing this song on stage tonight. Remember the warmth of the lights on you, and remember the audience's reaction that you imagined they should have when the music started, even if there was no one in the audience."
Jay Chou waved his hand, then, as if remembering something, his smile faded, and he looked at Wang Yueheng seriously.
As he spoke, he pointed to the stage beneath his feet: "You were born to be here. Get your solo concert on the agenda as soon as possible, and don't hesitate to ask for help if you need anything. I can recommend the best sound system, band, and lighting team for you."
This is a solemn promise and affirmation from a king of the Chinese music scene.
A warm feeling welled up in Wang Yueheng's heart, and he nodded solemnly: "Thank you, Teacher Zhou. I will consider it seriously."
"Alright!" Jay Chou checked the time and said with a smile, "Everyone, take a break, have some dinner, and then get ready for tonight's revelry! Yue Heng, you go and rest too, recharge your batteries. Tonight, let's blow up the Taipei Arena!"
"Yay!"
"Roar~"
A burst of energetic responses rang out from inside the venue.
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