After saving Meiqiang, I became popular all over the world

There are indeed nine figures on the stage, and there is a layer of "blocking" of unknown material on the innermost side of the stage, which is not very clear.But before all the students could take a closer look, the screen switched, and the short practice documentary of Qiao Zhihuan's team began to play.

The length of other teams is about 20 minutes, which includes practice clips, jokes and so on.

But Qiao Zhihuan's short documentary is less than 5 minutes long, and the content is single. It is full of practice scenes, mixed with practice gaps, and all the players are so tired that they take a nap on the ground and sleep together.

A student was dumbfounded: "Is their group...all practice?"

"They are very strict. They don't even have time to eat."

"You didn't go to the haunted house, did you? Qiao Zhihuan is super strict, he will watch one by one alone."

"It doesn't matter if you miss a finger."

The student who asked the question at the beginning shivered unconsciously.

"And I heard that there was a problem with their accompaniment yesterday, so they had to find a band on the spot, and they played until three o'clock in the morning yesterday."

"The whole team didn't sleep much yesterday."

"This... will the stage effect be good?"

On the stage, taking advantage of the gap between the short films, everyone checked the earphones and headsets according to Qiao Zhihuan's instructions, and made the final position adjustments.

Qiao Zhihuan stood at the innermost side of the stage, facing Ye Cike, with a transparent screen almost like cicada's wings between them.

Ye Cike's whispered reminder came from behind: "Cooperate with the live band, don't be nervous."

"I'm not nervous." Before turning on the mic, Qiao Zhihuan replied in a low voice, "It can be said that this is the most relaxed stage since that time."

Qiao Zhihuan didn't say which time "that time" was, but both of them knew clearly that he was talking about an accidental fall from a height of tens of meters.

Dance used to occupy most of his life, bringing him the expectations and cheers of thousands of people.

After that mistake, the dance he loved was covered with another layer of pain. When it was serious, he stood on a high place again, and there were bursts of phantom pain in the wound.

He and dance live together, yet torture each other.

It was dance that crowned him with glory and laurels and ruined his life completely.

When he was sitting on the sea cliff, he thought about giving up on dancing and life completely.

But after he came here, in the process of preparing for the stage, he had teammates, friends, and Ye Cike. All of them supported each other and struggled together for the same stage.

At this time, Qiao Zhihuan suddenly realized that he still loves dancing, and he also loves the hardworking partners behind dancing even more.

Sweat and hard work really make people shine.

"Come on." Ye Cike whispered behind him.

Qiao Zhihuan tilted her head slightly: "Come on."

Lu Wenya began to announce: "Please enjoy the stage brought by Qiao Zhihuan, "Awakening"!"

Countless people shouted his name, and the cheers from far to near awakened Qiao Zhihuan's blood and pushed his fighting spirit to the peak—nothing could excite him more than these!

He was born for the stage.

Qiao Zhihuan closed her eyes, leaned against the loud cheers, and pulled back the tie of her black robe.

At the end of the curtain call, all the lights went out.

The audience couldn't hold back their excitement, "Awakening" was the most anticipated stage before the performance.

Not only because Qiao Zhihuan and Ye Cike are in this group, but also because people have the impression that "The Internationale" is solemn and serious, and it is not suitable for the audition stage at all. Everyone is also curious about how these ten people will adapt the stage.

The floor vibrated under the audience's feet.

In the boundless darkness, there was a low drumbeat.

With solemn drumbeats, people on the stage were lit up by floor lamps in twos and threes.

Nine students pretended to be people from all walks of life, some were typing, some were talking on the phone, and some were carrying heavy objects...

Originally, there was a chaotic vortex in the center of the background of the stage. With a heavy bang, the vortex opened suddenly, and it turned out to be a bright yellow eye!

The audience screamed in fright, a huge dragon was projected on the stage, the iron chain passed through his body, burning his body with anger, he roared and struggled, but was shackled to the ground.

Finally, the drumbeats became heavier and the beats became denser, and all the contradictions were pushed to the same breaking point——

With a bang, everyone tore off their clothes in an instant, and the entire stage was completely dark.

Everyone didn't know what happened, let alone how the stage would proceed, but before the audience had time to explode, they heard a loud bang, and the bottom light instantly illuminated the four figures on the left side of the stage.

Led by Little Fang, the students in the spotlight wore red and black sleeves and blindfolded their eyes with red curtains. With the sound of pipa, everyone raised their hands at the same time with a swish, and a cold white Tang knife popped out from their sleeves!

Swordsmanship, swordsmanship, passion and dance music are integrated, fighting and tearing at a very close distance, it is addictive to watch, instantly!

The light here is off, the spotlight on the right is on, the pipa stops and the bamboo flute plays.

Amidst the melodious sound of the flute, the four of them were wearing bright purple brocade cloaks and large Tang-style face masks. The red fans and dancing postures combined with each other looked like a picture scroll unfolding flexibly.

Suddenly, fiery red silk came and went on the stage. The sword dance group wore red silk and surrounded them. The big noodle group circled and pitched, braking with silence. For a moment, the stage was colorful and beautiful. There was only a snap, and all the dancers Kneeling down at the same time, the high-raised satin curled down, revealing the person standing in the center.

It was a red umbrella, the surface of which swirled lightly, revealing the indifferent and handsome man under the umbrella.

The corners of Ye Cike's lips seemed to be smiling, her phoenix eyes were narrow and long, her sharp and colorful eyebrows and her gorgeous clothes were suppressed incomparably indifferently.

Amid the low voices of the audience, he raised his hand extremely fast, and the moment he turned around, he casually scattered the fiery red petals.

The beauty seemed to be smiling, but the petals were about to fall, but the lights went out in a beautiful moment.

On the stage, the giant dragon struggled and swam.

In the darkness, everyone danced vigorously and uniformly.

The rhythm of the drum music slowed down and became stronger, and finally at the highest peak, the low-pitched brass joined in forcefully, bringing the atmosphere to the climax in one fell swoop!

In an instant, the stage was full of colorful colors. Wei Lingsu was grabbed by his limbs and shoulders by everyone, and he was thrown to the ground from the back row. Someone handed him the microphone, and he immediately opened his voice: "There has never been a savior, and I don't rely on gods." emperor!"

Wei Lingfu was still gritting his teeth and struggling, and a person beside him broke free from the invisible chain, grabbed the microphone and continued singing.

One after another stood up, competing for the microphone, competing to sing.

Everyone's movements were chaotic and orderly, and gradually became uniform with the drumbeat, and the little fangs suddenly rushed out, and a burst of extremely impactful rap brought the whole song to the highest peak!

At the same time, the chorus began to be sung again, in French, English, Russian, Chinese... The fans in the audience were working against the beat of the drums, and countless fiery red petals were blown like flowers falling from the sky.

The audience was full of fallen flowers, and many spectators raised their heads and even stretched out their hands, trying to keep this beautiful scene.

At the last cadenza, the giant dragon in the background broke free from the rope, jumped up, and rushed straight to the ceiling!

With a roar, the dragon awakened.

The dragon burst out a burst of lightning, directly illuminating the dark zenith!

The effect was so realistic that the audience in the front row shrank suddenly, trying to avoid it, and then realized that the dragon was just an image on the screen above their heads, and the crowd gradually regained their stability. Someone shouted: "Oh my God, look!"

During the gorgeous high-pitched chorus, the center of the stage suddenly sprayed several meters of water column!

Qiao Zhihuan held up the microphone and stood on top of a piece of six-flower ice crystals, and was sent several meters into the air by the jet of water.

The water splashed, and Qiao Zhihuan rose higher and higher. The white scaled fur cloak she was wearing was half transparent, and she flew around like a colorful dress.Wet curls fell, and his cheeks shone like phosphorescent in the light.

"crazy……"

"How does this maintain balance!"

"This high note is Qiao Zhihuan singing?!"

The whole stage ended smoothly in the gorgeous treble, the lights gradually turned on, and all the audience were still immersed in it and couldn't forget it. Lu Wenya on the side of the stage took the lead in applauding, and the audience burst into loud cheers.

The students on the stage gradually lined up in a row, preparing for the curtain call.

At this time, Qiao Zhihuan spread her arms and "flyed" straight down from the ice crystal several meters high.

His face was immediately reflected on the big screen, causing everyone to be amazed——Qiao Zhihuan on the screen is so beautiful.

His whole body was already soaked, but this did not detract from his beauty, on the contrary, his eyes were clear, his face, collarbone, and whole body were shining like broken glitter.

The posture in which he flew down with his arms outstretched was light and elegant, as if gravity had failed on him alone.

In the eyes of everyone, Qiao Zhihuan landed firmly in the center of the stage.

The translucent cloak was tightly attached to his porcelain-white skin, refracting fantastic colors under the light, but what is more noticeable is that his shoulders, limbs, ankles, and even his bony fingers are covered with girdles. There are very thin black cables, and occasionally there are light spots flowing in it.

"C5!" Lu Wenya raised her hands above her head and applauded fiercely, "Congratulations, Qiao Zhihuan, the challenge is successful!"

The audience in the audience became suspicious, some didn't know what C5 was, and some didn't understand why Lu Wenya suddenly said that the challenge was successful.

In the instructor's seat, the producer Ba Yuan answered: "Let me explain to the audience who don't understand, the last cadenza, the coloratura is from Wei Lingsu, and the C5 high-pitched pad singing is from Qiao Zhihuan."

The audience whispered: "Treble? Qiao Zhihuan?"

"Isn't he a dancer?"

"The high note just now was actually singing happily?"

"Shenxian Qiao, I don't know what surprises you have!"

Ba Yuan: "Stable C5 is the touchstone for tenor. In fact, until the recording, Qiao Zhihuan's treble is quite reluctant. I didn't expect it at first, but I didn't expect that he could break through himself on the final stage."

Ba Yuan gave him a thumbs up: "Today, you are well-deserved 100 points!"

The audience burst into cheers, Qiao Zhi smiled and thanked.

Wei Ling raised his hand and asked to speak.

After being allowed, he said softly, "Teacher, in fact, Huanhuan's ability to successfully challenge C5 is more important than talent, hard work."

"He needs to figure out the movements of the remaining nine of us, which already takes up a lot of practice time. Under such circumstances, he insists on practicing voice and Qi for several hours every morning and evening, and he has time to optimize his movements after midnight. He is our The hardest working person in the team, the stage was a complete success tonight, all I want to say is Huanhuan, he is really worth it."

As a music student, Ba Yuan naturally understood the sweat behind these few words. Without further ado, he got up silently and took the lead in applauding.

I don't know who took the lead in calling, and the scattered cheers quickly gathered into a neat shout: "Little God! Little God!"

Even Lu Wenya followed Pi, stood on the stage and raised his fist with one hand and shouted a few words to Little Immortal.

"Exquisite, shocking, and gorgeous." Lu Wenya took the topic and began to intersperse, "I seem to be watching a luxurious concert instead of a stage."

"There is a word, I want to ask Qiao Zhihuan for the audience first." Lu Wenya said, "In the last clip, are you standing on several water jets?"

Qiao Zhi laughed and said, "I would like to invite the stage designer to answer this question, Teacher Ye?"

The microphone was handed to Ye Cike, and the moment Ye Cike took it, there was a hint of gentleness in his eyes. He searched carefully, but there was nowhere to inquire.

"Actually, to answer the purpose of this design, we need to explain the role of Huanhuan in the whole stage. I would like to ask the promoter teacher, do you know which group Qiao Zhihuan is in in the whole stage?"

There were only three groups on the stage just now, Sword Dance, Da Mian, and Ye Cike who appeared alone.

Qiao Zhihuan's slender posture and superior figure obviously don't match the slightly stronger sword dance group, while Ye Cike's group is obviously the only one. After elimination, Lu Wenya replied: "The big noodle group."

The audience below shouted sporadically: "No, no!"

"Well, isn't it?" Lu Wenya immediately changed her answer when she heard the voice, "That means Qiao Zhihuan didn't appear on stage before, and is waiting for the final big axis?"

Ye Cike lowered his head and smiled, he looked at the director team: "Please tell the director to reveal the secret."

The big screen directly behind the stage suddenly lit up, and a fierce coiled dragon appeared instantly, and laughter burst out in the audience area.

It turned out that although the dragon was tall and fierce, its claws overlapped, and it was standing in an extremely well-behaved posture, with a vicious face looking forward and looking agile, it was really cute.

Qiao Zhihuan was also curious, and looked back. Unexpectedly, the dragon also turned back, followed Qiao Zhihuan, and turned back again.

"Ah!" Someone in the audience immediately understood, "It's a dragon, Huanhuan is the Dragon King!"

Qiao Zhihuan didn't answer directly.

He smiled and raised his hands, making a biting gesture, and the giant dragon on the big screen also raised its claws, giving a lovely bite.

The dragon running through the stage is Qiao Zhihuan. The cable on his body is a motion capture device. In the first half of the stage, he has been standing behind the one-way holographic screen, acting as the "Dragon King" on the giant screen.

It was not until the last cadenza that he moved to the center of the stage and was pushed to the highest peak by the water column.

Lu Wenya had an epiphany: "Huanhuan is an awakened dragon, so he stands on the water column!"

She clicked her tongue in amazement: "But how did you stand firm on the water? This balance is difficult to grasp."

In fact, Ye Cike originally wanted to use the wire to hang Qiao Zhihuan up, but during the actual performance tonight, he paid close attention and found that Qiao Zhihuan didn't use the wire much, and he was able to stand firmly on the water column by his own center of gravity.

Qiao Zhi laughed and said, "It's not because Teacher Ye taught surfing well before."

Before the words were finished, there was another burst of tacit laughter from the audience in the stands.

The instructor cue a few other questions, and each student also greeted each other in turn, and the votes were finally counted.

Lu Wenya accepted the results handed over by the staff: "Now, the number of online likes and live votes for "Awakening" has been completely released."

She looked around and found that Little Fang was praying secretly: "Bairan, let me ask you, do you know how many people received the highest praise before this?"

Little Fang was suddenly cueed, a little dazed: "One hundred... 150 million likes."

Before the stage performance ended, the audience did not know the real-time vote count, and they exclaimed: "150 million likes!"

"Isn't it necessary to verify the driver's license in order to control age and swipe tickets this time? There are so many!"

"Yes, currently the highest number of likes is "Limbo" by Ruan Sihuan's group, with 8735 votes in the venue and 150 million likes in the webcast. Do you have the confidence to surpass them?"

Little Fang: "Um...yes?" The tail sound was trembling.

Lu Wenya was amused and laughed: "Come on, come and vote for your group."

When Little Fang opened the envelope, his hands were shaking.

"The voting results for the "Awakening" group are..." Little Fang looked down, "130..."

Wei Lingsu whispered, "So low?"

Qiao Zhihuan hastily tugged at his wrist, fearing that he would talk nonsense subconsciously, record bad audio, and be cut by the program crew.

130 million votes is actually not low.

Although compared with other stages, this is already a high number of votes, although it is still much lower than the 150 million votes of "Limbo".

All the team members lost for a while.

Qiao Zhihuan patted the shoulders of the people around him, comforting the team members in a low voice, and suddenly heard Little Fang suddenly paused: "I'm sorry, I read it wrong!"

Everyone was stunned.

"The final number of likes is [-]..."

Before he finished reading, there was a burst of cheers on and off the stage in an instant!

Qiao Zhihuan was still persuading Wei Ling, but missed an ear, and was asking "What? How much?" when he was suddenly turned around.

Immediately afterwards, his vision suddenly rose, and Ye Cike actually hugged his leg, lifted him up, and turned around lightly and quickly