Before watching the dance, everyone was still full of confidence.
After watching "Yongchun" and "Falling Flowers in Love", Lin Yu could clearly feel the change in everyone's mindset.
The drummer girl even asked Lin Yu if he could sing other classic anime tracks.
They could also put together an impromptu medley to compete.
Maybe it would have amazing effects.
As a result,
Before Lin Yu could even open his mouth,
Brother Hao stepped forward first and rejected the drummer girl's proposal.
It was already a miraculous stroke of luck that Lin Yu could fill in for Xiaolie's absence.
Moreover,
He didn't think that randomly adding things by imitating others would yield any good results.
It was better to choose to believe, to believe in everyone's performance and Lin Yu's singing.
This speech really hit home with Lin Yu.
Countless facts had proven that no matter how many fancy techniques there were, they were no match for brute force!
On the stage, the musicians adjusted their equipment and gestured signals to the sound engineer.
Lin Yu adjusted his breathing rhythm, immersed in the nervous and excited mood of his first stage appearance...
He didn't say this casually.
The rehearsal in the lounge could only bring out about 30% of their capabilities.
How could the airtight environment of pure dry vocals showcase the extreme pain of this song?
"Clang!"
The spotlight came on.
Chi Qingchi below the stage clenched her fists, holding her breath nervously.
The first line!
Whether they could control the situation or not depended on the first line!
Without any accompaniment from the sound system or instruments, Lin Yu had to showcase the first line purely with his personal singing skills!
At this moment,
She was even more nervous than the performers on stage.
"O shi e dei yo~ Shi e dei yo~ So no~~ Shi ku mi wo..."
His voice was crisp and clear!
The acapella singing full of extreme pain made everyone on site stand up and pay attention!
Immediately afterwards,
The keyboardist perfectly matched the rhythm, driving the underlying beat.
"Bo ku no na ga ni~ Da re ga~ I ru no..."
When he sang towards the end of the first stanza,
The outburst of the drums and electric guitar completely tore the emotions apart!
Xiang Tiange bit her finger, sitting on the chair below the stage, her eyes trembling constantly.
She didn't even need to say anything. The other "six delicate flowers" beside her were already completely stunned!
Some of them even made somewhat crazy remarks in a state of infatuation!
"Oh my god, how can he sing so well?"
"Not only does he look good, but his singing skills are also so amazing. Is there any hope for us?"
"Unbelievable, sisters! It's like Kaneki Ken is on stage singing 'Shai Daitai'!"
"Oh no, why can't I help but stand up?"
"..."
These were still the relatively reserved remarks from the members of the Anime Club.
Looking at the other performers on site, they were already making all kinds of exaggerated expressions out of excitement.
"Damn it! Holy shit, it's in four languages! It's so damn exciting!"
"Pain, so much pain... It reminds me of my days in Japan!"
"It's not my fault, it's the whole world that's wrong!"
"I can't change the world, but I'll do something for Brother Kaneki!"
"..."
Lin Yu could feel
The atmosphere and cheers from below the stage.
It was definitely much more explosive than the atmosphere of the "Yongchun" and "Falling Flowers in Love" performance.
It was a competition after all!
Of course, a more battle - themed style of music was better at controlling the scene.
His perfect singing also made the musicians in the band go completely crazy.
They were completely immersed in the performance.
"The blood is spreading~ Dyeing the picture red~ Who left a desperate thought~"
"Can't hear the complaints~ Even the roars~ Seeping into the past~"
"Who will repay me~ The broken and scarred memories~"
"The memories nurtured by blood..."
After the Chinese part of the song was sung,
Zhao Yuhao returned to the area below the stage from the side of the stage.
Hearing this,
He already knew... They had this in the bag!
On the background screen of the stage, there was an MV that Little Chi had specially edited.
It perfectly matched the on - site performance.
Zhao Yuhao then looked at Little Chi below the stage.
She was jumping up and down excitedly, raising her hands high and singing along loudly.
Zhao Yuhao pushed his glasses up and murmured softly with slightly parted lips:
"Thee ChOblOWing in the darkneSS~"
"That'S a devil'S rOar Of anger~"
"(English part of the song)"
"..."
Not long after,
The performance was over!
There was a burst of enthusiastic applause on site.
The event host in charge of controlling the proceedings couldn't help but add an extra comment when announcing the next step:
"This year's Summer Exhibition is really full of talented people. It has really opened my eyes!"
"I'm really honored to be part of this."
"Next, Group 17, get ready to take the stage!"
When Lin Yu stepped down from the stage,
Little Chi ran to the exit on the side of the stage in advance, excitedly hooking her arm around Lin Yu's:
"Lin, you're the best in the whole world!"
"I'm really about to kneel down to your singing!"
"Hey, did you guys see the reaction from the audience just now?"
"We're definitely going to win the gold award this time!"
"Xiang Tiange was sitting not far from me just now. I saw her the whole time like this..."
As Little Chi said this, she imitated Xiang Tiange's gestures and expressions.
After the imitation, she burst out laughing.
Happy emotions are contagious.
Moreover,
Little Chi wasn't the only one who felt proud and honored.
"Ahem..."
Just as everyone was about to let loose,
Zhao Yuhao spoke up in a timely manner:
"Let's go back to the lounge first and take a break.
Save the chatting for when we're back in the lounge. We don't want to be laughed at by outsiders."
Everyone didn't feel like they were being dampened.
Instead, they quite agreed with what the vice - president said and walked towards the lounge with big smiles on their faces.
Zhao Yuhao himself didn't leave.
Although their biggest competitor had already finished their performance,
It didn't mean that there wouldn't be any dark horses among the remaining Groups 17 - 22.
He wanted to stay alone to make sure he watched the whole rehearsal.
...
At 11:40 a.m.,
The exhibition hall opened.
Tourists and spectators gradually arrived at the scene.
The crowded hall was still filled with the flashing of cameras.
In addition,
There were also staff from Douyu Live setting up cameras on site to live - stream the entire process of the program exhibition.
Backstage in the exhibition hall,
The twenty - two performance teams were each practicing in their own areas.
The performers in each group added to the lively atmosphere on site.
When it was Group 14's band's turn to take the stage,
Chi Qingchi gathered everyone together to cheer them on:
"It'll be our turn in about ten minutes!"
"As the vice - president said, there won't be any dark - horse opponents after us.
So, as long as we perform normally, there's no problem."
"Thank you!
I really appreciate everyone's efforts!"
"Enjoy the spotlight!"
It was definitely a lie to say they weren't nervous.
But Little Chi's gentle words of encouragement still had the effect of easing the atmosphere.
Lin Yu: "Don't worry, leave it to us. We..."
"Bang..."
A strange sound suddenly made Lin Yu stop speaking.
Everyone looked at the lead guitarist, Xiao Ou, at the same time.
Xiao Ou stared blankly at the guitar in his hand, saying in a trembling voice:
"Qin, the strings... are broken!!"
...
(Here comes an extra chapter. I'll keep working hard tomorrow. While you're reading, I hope you can vote with free support to encourage this budding author. Thank you!)
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
