When Careeraholic Meets Workaholic

Zhou Yao felt that this analysis was quite correct.

The venue is too big, the cost is high, and the critical fans in city A are limited, 5 people are swallowed up in one show, how many people are willing to listen to one show after another.

Listening to Yan Yan's concert belongs to feelings, and youthful nostalgia once is enough.

However, he is not a character who just sits and waits for death. In order to make word of mouth and drive the ticket sales of the next two games, Zhou Yao has also spent a lot of thought. Now I hope that these little tricks can achieve the expected effect.

Thinking about it this way, the nanny's car drove to the side of the Nest Stadium, and they needed to make a half-circle around the stadium before entering the underground parking lot.

It is only noon now, and there are already many fans waiting outside the stadium. The winding corridor drawn out is very long, and there are sponsor billboards everywhere on the square, especially the support stores, which are almost every twenty meters away. one.

However, the afternoon sun was so strong that no one was queuing up in the circular corridor. Young people gathered together in the shade, chatting or taking pictures. Some people held up the support signs in their hands. Word - Xiaobai.

The car drove past and soon came to the underground parking lot. The door opened, and everyone couldn't wait to get out of the car.

Yan Yan exercised his muscles and bones, then clenched his fists and said, "I'm only 46 years old, full of energy, capable of fighting, and I can't lose to Mr. Zhou."

Zhou Yao said with a smile: "I have worked hard for you these three days. I really like your songs. You have published an era."

Yan Yan also smiled: "It's the past, but I won't be old, don't worry."

Zhou Yao was satisfied with Yan Yan's attitude, and Yan Yan really liked the stage, the two looked at each other pleasingly, shoulder to shoulder, and walked into the elevator with no image.

From the elevator to the backstage, and then through the long corridor, when the light shone on his face, Zhou Yao heard familiar music.

Against the light, he squinted his eyes and looked at the stage in the distance.

On that luxurious stage, the subwoofer sound was roaring, and a group of people in the middle of the stage were dancing to the music. The hot and dynamic dance showed youthful vitality, and one of them appeared on the large screens being adjusted on both sides. figure.

The man wore a black peaked cap on his head, a pair of khaki-colored baggy trousers, and a watermelon red sun protection suit on his upper body. Because the zipper was pulled down relatively short, half of his shoulders were exposed during the dance, revealing the clothes he was wearing inside. White vest.

"Bai Lian has come?" Yan Yan asked.

Zhou Yao nodded, he knew it when he was eating, and Bai Lian came directly to the stadium.

Bai Lian is the guest on the stage of today's concert. In order to increase the attractiveness and topicality of the concert, Zhou Yao can only call Bai Lian over to dance. Those young girls outside are Bai Lian's fans.

Yan Yan also seemed to be very aware of Zhou Yao's pressure, and was unwilling to argue with the capital father over the guests, so he showed a very friendly attitude towards Bai Lian.

They walked a long way under the sun, and when they came to the bottom of the stage, Bai Lian just finished dancing. From a distance, the panting young man looked over, and then showed a bright smile.

Zhou Yao hooked his mouth and smiled too.

It was so hot at this time, when Bai Lian walked over, he was covered in sweat, and those beads of sweat hung on his snow-white body, shining like diamonds.

Zhou Yao's Adam's apple slipped, and he suddenly coveted the sweat beads on the young man's neck.

Before he could speak, Aunt Lan rushed out, dragged the young man to hide in the shade, and then zipped his clothes while saying, "Why is it so low? Have you put on sunscreen? It's hard work Cover it back for you, don't get dark again."

Zhou Yao went to Bai Lian's side to look at him, noticed the strangeness on his face, and said with a smile, "This sunscreen also has the effect of whitening?"

Aunt Lan heard the movement, raised her head and shouted: "Mr. Zhou."

Bai Lian pursed her lips and smiled, revealing her two snow-white front teeth, and said, "I've applied three coats, otherwise Aunt Lan won't let me go on stage, it's so hot, I'm tired of being hot."

Aunt Lan said angrily: "But you pulled the clothes away, and you didn't even paint on your shoulders. I saw it was sunburned!"

Bai Lian clasped his hands together to beg for mercy, bypassed Aunt Lan and came to Zhou Yao's side, and looked at him with that greasy and crooked eyes in love again.

Zhou Yao also saw him in the same way.

Aunt Lan sighed, desperately interrupted the boss's long-lost reunion with his lover, pulled him aside and poked him on the shoulder, and said in a low voice, "The eyes! The eyes!"

Bai Lian blinked, pretending to hear it, but couldn't help chasing Zhou Yao with his eyes.

Zhou Yao had already taken Yan Yan to find the general planner of the concert, and they chatted together in a blink of an eye.

It was as if he and him hadn't seen each other for a long time, or even been together.

Bai Lian looked away, her expression became serious, and she said to Aunt Lan: "There are two people in this dance troupe who have trouble moving, and they are on my left. I need a place to dance with them twice. Yan Yan The teacher has come, and the stage will be handed over to him.”

Aunt Lan nodded: "No problem, I'll find a place."

When Aunt Lan walked out, she felt quite heartwarming. Bai Lian had always been very sensible, and there was really not much to worry about. She worked hard, was serious, and always distinguished the importance. Emotions seemed to have very limited influence on Bai Lian, except for occasional withdrawals. Without looking back, most of the time he knew what he should do, what he should think, and which direction he should work hard.

The only thing she worries about is the matter of Bai Lian and Mr. Zhou... The two of them are together well and work hard for each other's careers, which is a win-win situation. If the two are separated or their relationship is exposed, there will only be one left. died.

She hoped that Bai Lian's career as an actor could go on for a long time, and that Mr. Zhou's company would grow bigger and bigger, so she planned to be the eyes of the two of them and help them when they couldn't see.

This is the only big thing for her right now.

Bai Lian practiced for another hour before returning to the backstage. In the dressing room, he put two chairs together and curled up in it to take a nap. When Zhou Yao came over, he saw Bai Lian looking like a baby. sleeping position.

He stood on the edge of the stool and looked down at the people for a while, but he didn't disturb Bai Lian's sleep, and went out again.

As soon as the door closed, Bai Lian woke up.

He turned his head and glanced in the direction of the door, sat up carefully, and stretched his numb feet.

After a while, he went out, rubbed his eyes, wobbled, and only wanted to look for Zhou Yao.

After searching around and asking many people, I found out that Zhou Yao was sleeping next to him.

Like him, he put two stools together, put his feet on the stool, and fell asleep leaning on the back of the chair.

This person even sleeps with an aura that cannot be relaxed.

However, unlike Bai Lian, the man opened his eyes as soon as the door was opened, and when he looked over with bloodshot eyes, the air froze for a moment, making it suffocating.

Then he smiled, beckoned to him tenderly, and said, "Come here."

When Bai Lian closed the door, he locked it behind him.

The concert starts at 07:30 pm.

At five o'clock, the square outside was full of people.

There are not many young people, and most of them are over 25 years old, people of Zhou Yao's generation.Most of these people come in groups, colleagues, boyfriends and girlfriends, or couples. They hardly have the intention of buying support cards when they stand in the team. One thousand, but no one thinks it is expensive.

This is a group with strange spending power. They all have money, but they are also very frugal. It is not easy to get money out of their pockets, especially the "big money" of hundreds or thousands.

But they still came today, and most of them are still like this.

This just shows that Yan Yan's appeal is mainly based on this group...the mainstay of Huaguo.

In addition, there are "scalpers" who wander around the square, and when they meet people, they say: "Do you want tickets? I have ordinary tickets and VIP tickets here, and there are three seats. Do you need them? The concert will start soon." oh."

The passing young couple looked at each other, hesitated and said, "How much?"

"One thousand for third-class seats, three thousand for second-class seats, and five thousand for first-class seats."

"Oh, it's so expensive?" The young girl reluctantly took her boyfriend's hand and whispered, "Let's wait, when the concert starts, he will lower the price."

The "scalper" seemed to know what the two of them were thinking. He snorted and greeted another young couple who had just come over, and asked repeatedly, "Do you need a ticket?"

Same inquiry: "How much?"

The same answer: "One thousand for the third class seat, three thousand for the second class seat, and five thousand for the first class seat."

But this time there was a different result.The girl smiled with surprise on her face: "Is it just doubled? How lucky! Maybe I can see Bai Lian on the stage at the concert invested by Zhou's Film Company, the second-class seat...forget it, the first-class seat , I want two first-class tickets!"

Couples with expensive tickets happily merged into the crowd, and the stingy couples waiting outside looked at them enviously, but everyone's income level was different, even if two third-class seats cost 2000 yuan, they couldn't bear it. .

"Don't worry, when the concert starts, the price will definitely drop." The girl comforted her boyfriend, more like comforting herself.

In their eyes, the business of this "scalper" is really good. People are always around to ask the price, and he will sell one piece from time to time, which makes people worry whether he has enough stock in his hand.

At six o'clock, the hungry chests of those who came early were sticking to their backs, and the grilled sausages in the small shop became a hot commodity. The young couple who had no money went to the small shop to buy grilled sausages. The LED board used also has the words "white restraint".

Now in Huaguo, among the three young girls, there is one Bai Lian's fan. There is no doubt that this girl is Bai Lian's passer-by fan. She excitedly held her boyfriend's hand and said, "Bai Lian! It's Bai Lian! I just said he might show up today! I love him so much... Forget it, let's go get the tickets."

The helpless boyfriend was dragged away with nothing to love, holding two roasted sausages and a white support card in his hand. The two shuttled through the crowded square, and found that the "scalpers" had been taken away by people wearing work cards. The staff drove out of the square.But it doesn't matter, you can find those "scalpers" where the crowds gather outside the square.

The girl found the place where the "scalpers" gathered, was out of breath, and said, "Tickets, third-class tickets, two, two..."

The "scalper" raised his head and looked at the person who was coming. This appearance with a snub nose and big eyes was exactly the "scalper" from before: "Sorry, the third-class tickets are sold out, and the whole venue is gone. I still have two second-class tickets here." Tickets for waiting seats, but we are not together, do you want to buy it?"

"How much, how much?" For a while, the girl already had the idea of ​​going all out.

"Five thousand sheets."

The girl's eyes turned black: "Isn't five thousand a first-class seat?"

The "scalper" stared at the faces of the two, and then smiled and said: "Ah, I remember you, if you decided to buy it at that time, it would be great, the tickets are so easy to sell, our company has adjusted the price three times until now, if you want to buy Hurry up, everyone is running out of stock, and it will be gone in a little while."

The girl hesitantly took out her mobile phone, but was grabbed by her boyfriend and took it away without any explanation. There was a quarrel between the girl and the boy in the distance.

The "scalper" glanced at it from a distance, but before he could make a statement, someone came to ask for a ticket.

Couples who paid [-] yuan to buy a first-class seat fell into a sea of ​​people. At six o'clock, the gate finally opened, and the long-awaited cheers were everywhere.

People at the front had already entered, but the line didn't move, and the re-energized crowd let out heated discussions.

"Have you received the notice? The notice that the ticket can be refunded and exchanged for free?"

"Are you crazy? From Gongti to Chaochao, I haven't been in Chaochao yet, 450 buys a ticket to a concert, and you can also sit in Chaochao by the way, what a bargain."

"Hahaha, just as I thought, I guess not many people are stupid enough to refund tickets."

"The scalper's price is almost three times, even if I resell twice as much, I won't lose money."

Many people nearby raised their ears and thought about it, but soon someone said, "Real-name authentication."

"The strange [-]% discount is real-name authentication. The old batch of [-] tickets are all ordinary tickets."

"Anyway, I'm not selling it, I don't need that money."

While speaking, the team moved forward. This slow movement lasted for half an hour, and the couple who bought the first-class seats of high-priced scalpers checked their tickets and entered.

But there were more people behind them, fans who rushed over just after dinner.

The young couple who had been quarreling in the distance was already healed. The two sat side by side on the chair and looked at the mobile phone. They tapped and tapped. Both showed excited smiles.

At this time, if someone passes by and sees it, they will find that their mobile phone is opening the wallet to pay, and a one-year Qiqi platform member recharges it, and they get the third-class ticket with the original price of 458 yuan for 521 yuan.

The time is tomorrow.

The girl prayed: "Bai Lian will come tomorrow, it's only three days, he will definitely be on stage."

The boy said: "I just want to listen to Yan Yan's songs. Many songs are okay to listen to now, but there is no way to sing along at the concert. I love the atmosphere of tens of thousands of people singing along."

"Don't talk, don't talk, hurry up to eat, go home and sleep well, tomorrow will come."

It can also be regarded as seeking benevolence and deserving benevolence.

It doesn’t matter if you have money, you can spend a few thousand dollars more. You just want to sit in the best seat, listen to the concert you want to hear, and watch your favorite star.Those who have no money can find a way to buy tickets as long as they work hard, and there are still discounts.

The hot discussion radiated from City A. Although the surrounding cities got the news a little late, they still had tickets for the second day and the third day waiting.

Just when Zhou Yao got the latest ticket sales information, men and women who spent a lot of money also walked into the gate of the stadium. They walked through the long corridor, and there were energetic staff and security personnel along the way, following the flow of people into the stadium. The stadium suddenly opened up.

In the middle of the huge stadium stands a towering and tall stage. The auditorium in front is fan-shaped. The large screens on both sides of the stage are particularly conspicuous, playing radio symbols with gentle music.

The staff stopped every fan at the specially set entrance, tore off the tickets in their hands, and then diverted the fans.

There is still a carpet on the floor leading to the front of the stage, which is the direction of the first-class seats.

Under the envious eyes of others, the young couple stepped onto the carpet and walked straight ahead.

Compared with the chaotic crowd behind, the first-class seat looked quiet and beautiful, which was especially in line with its expensive ticket price.

But obviously the first-class seat is not the worst position, there is a soft seat behind them, which is the VIP seat.

The price there is even higher, and the best location is said to be mostly free tickets.

There are about two hundred seats in four rows of VIP seats, and about fifty people are already seated.

"Wow!" The girl looked back for a while, and exclaimed excitedly, "Look to the left, is that Hu Bing? Look, look! Is the one sitting next to you Harry?"

There were some celebrities in the VIP seats, some from the music industry and some from the film and television industry, but most of them were unknown, obviously their identities were not ordinary.

The boy's family background is good, and his eyesight is naturally extraordinary. At a glance, he can see that the watches worn by individual men's wrists are worth several million.

Then he said: "It should be the boss of the relevant agency."

After a pause, he said, "See that couple in white on the right? They are the president and wife of the Zhou Corporation."

"Wow! Both the Supreme Emperor and the Empress Dowager are here?"

"...?"

"You don't understand if you are not a fan circle. Xiaobai's boss, Zhou Yao, we call him the emperor. Of course, his parents are the emperor and the empress dowager."

The boy was amused, and pinched his girlfriend's nose: "Stop chasing stars, won't you be afraid that I will be jealous?"

The two chatted happily, and the first-class seats were gradually filled with people. At the same time, many young men and women with their own small horses appeared in front of them.

They seemed to have come in a group, about [-] people in number, and they sat at the bottom of the stage, very low, and sat there quietly, listening to what seemed to be a leader in front of them.

The scene was too chaotic, and the boy could hardly hear what they were saying, but his girlfriend knew it very well and explained with a bit of pride: "This is the fan booth, which is specially responsible for creating the atmosphere. The official will contact various sites to recruit fans. You have to rely on your usual contributions to the station to compete for posts, not only do you not spend money, but you can also get paid.”

"Isn't this paying for fans?" The boy laughed.

"Professional fans are also very hard, okay, a party can make your throat break, and we don't ask for money, support brother..."

"Who is your brother?"

"Forehead……"

The young couple flirted and flirted. In the blink of an eye, it was past seven o'clock, the sky was getting dark, and the fluorescent lights in the arena gradually came into play. Looking around, there were twinkling stars everywhere.

Everyone has such basic support items. Just under the seat, there are small star hairpins and light sticks in the environmentally friendly paper pockets, as well as a free bottle of water. The words of a certain spring are printed on the water. One of the sponsors.

A bottle of water is definitely not enough, so I looked up and looked around. There are so-and-so mountain springs everywhere. The price must be slightly more expensive than outside. A three-hour concert is enough to make this sponsor a small profit.

At [-]:[-], new lights were turned on on the stage, and the screams of professional fans attracted most of the audience's attention.

Looking at it now, in Nest Stadium, except for the place with its back facing the stage, the fan-shaped area in front is almost full of seats.

"Scalper" found a place to smoke a cigarette leisurely, and said with emotion, "It's rare that we can call it a day before the concert begins."

Zhou Yao is currently on the phone in Bai Lian's special dressing room. He has not stopped calling since just now. Zhou Yao is a boss who can't let go of work. He likes to do many things by himself, so he is always very busy.

If the investment of 3000 million yuan goes down, he will feel distressed if he loses all his money.

Fortunately, when the call came, [-]% of the tickets for tomorrow were sold, and [-]% of the tickets for the day after tomorrow were sold. After calculating the cost, there will be no loss at this level.

No loss on the line.

No loss on the line.

Zhou Yao put down the phone, looked up and saw Bai Lian looking at himself in the makeup mirror.

The young man's makeup was heavy, his face was as white as a vampire's, his eyebrows and eyeliner were painted black, and he wore cross earrings, the pierced ones, on his ears.

Bai Lian's left ear piercing has been there since childhood. According to the rules of the old family, it is easy to raise the pierced ears of boys who love to be sick. Later, after signing with Chonghui Brokerage Company, both ears have holes, so the pierced earrings Wear it on your ears, don't worry about jumping halfway and falling on the stage.

The young man with makeup and earrings was very different from usual.

Just like a rabbit that has been very popular recently on the Internet, its body is covered with long white fur, its ears are drooping, and its eyes are surrounded by rare black hair like eyeliner. Cute appearance, but a bit more noble and glamorous.

It makes people think of rua, but it seems that there is no way to get close.

Zhou Yao's crossed legs switched sides, not only did not avoid Bai Lian's gaze, but instead became more forceful and looked straight over.

After watching for a while, it was indeed Bai Lian's eyes that wandered away first, and finally pursed his lips, looking down at the phone.

Bai Lian's lips hadn't been painted yet, and it was still a while before he went on stage. He said that he didn't like the feeling of being covered in lipstick, so the overly colorful eyes paired with the pale pink lips seemed a little inexplicably colorful.

It makes people want to bite those lips red, so that they can match those eyes.

It's a pity that there are too many people in this room.

Manager Aunt Lan, assistant Xiao Zhou, makeup artist Mika, and Mika's assistant, and then Zhou Yao.

The heat wave in the crowded house was swarming, and the air conditioner had been turned on to the lowest level, but it was still useless.

Makeup artist Mika reminded: "Prepare more oil-absorbing paper, it's too hot today, let's not talk, I'll go out to get some air."

Her assistant was busy with her head down, and she didn't see the eye contact between Zhou Yao and her manager, Aunt Lan.

Zhou Yao: Go out.

Aunt Lan: No way.

Zhou Yao: Go out.

Aunt Lan: Not coming out!It's almost time to go on stage, so don't torment our Xiaobai!Xiaobai's physical strength is guarded by me!

Zhou Yao: "..."

Zhou Yao stood up, came to the back of Bai Lian's seat under Aunt Lan's nervous gaze, looked at him in the makeup mirror, and then smiled: "My parents are here, I'll go out to accompany them, call me if you need anything."

Bai Lian blinked, and Zhou Yao saw reluctance in his eyes, but he didn't say anything, and nodded with a smile: "Okay."

Zhou Yao's eyes fell on those dull lips, his eyes were dark, and he really wanted to kiss them.

Zhou Yao left the dressing room. The staff in the corridor were coming and going, and the members of the dance troupe were chatting. The moment they saw Zhou Yao coming, they all adjusted their stance and expressions, and there was a hint of expectation in their eyes. Look at this capital dad.

But Zhou Yao had no interest in signing too many people back to the company, so he walked through without looking sideways, and finally came to the end.

A cordon was set up here, and there were security personnel guarding it. Someone on the other side of the cordon was poking around with a mobile phone, but none of them recognized Zhou Yao. Zhou Yao moved the post of the cordon and came out from one side.

There are more people here, and the sound of music on the stage in the distance can be clearly heard.

At this time, there were only 10 minutes left before the concert officially started.

It wasn't dark yet.

The setting sun illuminated the scale-shaped sky, and the golden-red scales were edged with bright gold. The cool wind blew from the sky, swirled twice in the stadium, and then flew away hot.

The sweat on Zhou Yao's forehead was swept away by the evening wind, and the clothes sticking to his back finally got a bit of coolness.

He stood at the entrance and looked around. There were [-] seats, and there were no empty seats.

The dark crowd gathered together, forming a shocking momentum, just waiting for the moment the music sounded, to sing the familiar ballad together.

Zhou Yao seized the time and walked on the carpet leading to the VIP seats, but walked in another direction at the fork in the VIP seats, and came to the sound engineer's place instead.

This place is facing the stage, which is filled with various complicated instruments. There are more than a dozen people busy here, including Tang Jiajia and Henry.

Like everyone else, they had three laptops and a desktop in front of them, connected in series and connected by a cable to the big screen for stage visuals.

Zhou Yao walked over and went around the table to look at the computer screen. The picture displayed on it was exactly the same as the visual effect on the big screen on the stage. The only difference was the two abrupt black vertical lines on the screen, forming a kind of window-like general effect.

Zhou Yao looked around, and Tang Jiajia and others were busy nearby, then waved his hands and said, "No problem, although the effect is different from our expectation, it should be enough for the first appearance."

Zhou Yao nodded with a dignified expression: "That's hard work."

After leaving the sound engineer's area, Zhou Yao walked in to the VIP seats this time.

There are still 3 minutes until the concert starts.

Zhou Yao’s going back and forth attracted many people’s attention. Almost everyone in the VIP seats recognized Zhou Yao. People greeted him all the way along the way. He smiled and shook hands one by one until he reached the VIP seat. In the middle, sat on the only vacant seat.

On his left is his mother, Ms. Yuan Yuanlan, on his right is his grandfather, Mr. Zhou Tianjun, and beside his mother is Mr. Zhou Baoquan.

Today, a family of four came to the concert neatly.

Zhou's family may not come to the concert of a young singer, but Yan Yan's concert is different. Those familiar songs are also memories of their youth.

The mother even wore a fluorescent hairpin, holding Zhou Yao's hand under the dim light, and smiling.

"I like Teacher Yan Yan very much. I didn't expect my son to invest in his concert. I'm really proud when I think of it. My son is the best."

Although Zhou Yao's mother sometimes dotes on her only son a little bit, her praise and smile also gave Zhou Yao a lot of love.

Zhou Baoquan snorted, and said with a little taste: "I recently negotiated a 30 billion project. If the construction of Nanwan is completed, the assets of the group can increase by eight percent this year."

Ms. Element Lan ignored him, and just held hands and boasted: "There are so many people, and the time is so tight, it's really hard work to achieve this effect, and you've lost weight. Pay attention to your body."

Zhou Yao held his mother's hand backhand and said with a smile, "It's okay, I'm still young, it's time to work hard."

Element Lan stared at her son's face, and quickly discerned the overly intense joy in her son's eyes. It was difficult for people to tell the cause of that contented smile. The career is good, but if it is a relationship... of course better.

It's really... The children of other people's families are probably married at this time. Why doesn't my son even have a partner? If there is someone by his side to greet him, he might not be so thin.

Element Lan patted her son's hand and was about to speak when the lights on the stage suddenly came on, and the searchlight chased around, sweeping back and forth in the crowd, and finally retracted with a swipe, gathering in the middle of the stage.

The music fades away and numbers appear for the first time on the stage's big screen.

"60!"

"59!"

"58!"

Soon the professional fans started screaming: "56! 56! 55!"

Mobilized by the atmosphere, some fans waved their light sticks and shouted together: "54! 53! 52!"

Countdown to the last 1 minute.

The second hand is jumping up and down.

Accompanied by the shouts of the fans getting up, the shouts were like waves.

"30!"

"29!"

"28!"

When the countdown was 25 seconds, the screen flashed and Yan Yan's young face appeared. He stood on the stage with a microphone and sang loudly.

"Ah~~~~~~~~" The high-pitched music sounded in my ears, which is the ancestor of the dolphin sound.

"Ahhhh!" the audience screamed!

However, such a picture is only three seconds.

The countdown appears again.

"22!"

"21!"

"20!"

"Ah~~~~~~!!" Yan Yan's face appeared on the stage again, this time with a louder voice, which made one's scalp tingle.

"Ahhh!" The audience became even more excited.

After three seconds.

"17!"

"16!"

"15!"

"Ah~~~!!!!!!" The last time, Yan Yan's singing voice was unbelievably high, full but not revealing, high-pitched and round, the voice piercing the soul, which exploded everyone's goosebumps!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" The fans went crazy, even Zhou Yao's mother couldn't help but waved the light stick in her hand.

"Boom!" A heavy bass sound echoed in the stadium with the countdown to "10".

"Boom!" There was another sound, this time there was no need for professional fans to bring the rhythm, and the fans at the scene had already followed the sound and shouted, "Nine!"

"Boom!"

"Eight!"

"Boom!"

"seven!"

"Boom!"

"Six!" Zhou Yao also opened his mouth and merged into the wave-like voice.

"Boom!"

"Five!" He shook the fluorescent stick in his hand, and his eyes were dazzled by the fluorescent stick.

"Boom!"

"Four!"

"Ah~~~~~~~~~~~" Yan Yan sang loudly again, and everyone felt the difference in sound quality.

The sound through the loudspeaker is more real, blasting in the brain with the power to penetrate the eardrum.

In the cheers of the audience, the voice became louder and louder.

The countdown came to the last second.

"Wow!"

Fireworks bloom.

In the sky and on the ground, white light flickered, like iron trees and silver flowers, like the Milky Way flowing backwards!

A piece of bright!

A person was lifted up by the elevator, and the lights converged on him. He was wearing silver clothes with colorful cloth strips and the same hat, and stepped onto the stage amidst the thousands of stars.

I don't know when the music that was already playing was slowly pushed up. The music was like a rising tide of sea water, which logically took away everyone's hearing.

The second after Yan Yan sang the long note, there was one of the few fast-paced and well-known songs in his personal playlist - "Happy Hunzi".

Yan Yan walked out, the dance troupe jumped down, and then started to sing and dance to the music.

The first song, blow up the field!

In addition, many people find that the pictures on the three large screens are a bit strange, as if there is a flaw. The largest screen behind is two vertical black lines, while the screens on both sides are two vertical lines. horizontal line.

"What's that? Is the screen broken?"

"No way, the concert will be pornographic?"

But soon someone noticed the difference.

"Is this a visual effect? ​​It seems like naked-eye 3D!"

"I can see it. Those two black lines are a window. When Yan Yan covered the black lines, he broke them out. The dance troupe behind the black lines became the background, forcing focus!"

After all, there were only a small number of people talking about these voices, and most people were attracted by Yan Yan's singing, but when the excitement subsided a little, more people discovered this strange phenomenon.

"I've seen this kind of window 3D on the Internet, it seems to be very common."

"It feels a bit low. It's impossible to pretend to be forced, and the price has dropped."

But those who know the business understand what this means.

After thinking about it for a while, a reporter from the media suddenly said pleasantly: "Hurry up! Take pictures on the big screen of the stage! Especially the scene where Yan Yan broke the painting, I will edit the news immediately."

The photographer doesn't understand: "Why?"

The reporter said: "Do you think this is very low? The visual effects seen on the Internet look cheap at this kind of concert? Then you are wrong, very wrong! Do you know that those are all post-production! Filmed A piece of video, edited frame by frame! Look at what this is? It was broadcast live? Didn’t you notice? The movements are exactly the same! This shows that during the live broadcast, there is a mature software processing this visual effect... …Oh my God! Has the software developed to this level? Can you do special effects directly?”

The photographer's sensitivity to the picture is actually higher, and he will understand when the partner talks about it, yes!How is this called low?This kind of naked-eye 3D live broadcast is simply a great advancement in technology!No matter where it will be used in the future, there is no doubt that this kind of software that can deal with broken painting effects on the spot is amazing.

Yes, Zhou Yao has invested more than a year in glasses-free 3D software, and finally has a basic prototype.