Entertainment: Is this how you play music?!

Chapter 441 How could someone cause such a huge blunder at a concert?

In a sudden and unexpected rhythm.

The competition to play dead continues in the entertainment industry.

In this kind of situation, playing dead might only get you a few scoldings, but if you respond or explain, it will turn the scattered complaints from netizens into a massive torrent of attacks. Speaking out means becoming a target.

Being cowardly, though ugly, is useful.

Although Liu Kai's attempt to salvage the situation managed to maintain his core fanbase, his public image undoubtedly suffered a significant blow.

Retaliation is out of the question; all we can do is hope that Li Can will stop his antics.

But clearly, it's unlikely that Li Can won't use any fancy tricks.

The probability of a random band making random mistakes is extremely random, just like in the entertainment industry where no one can imagine. For example, DP band could just hold a fan meeting and then take the opportunity to cyberbully other artists.

The second day's fan meeting was planned with the morning reserved for night owls to rest, the afternoon featuring random appearances of DP band members in the hotel's entertainment area, and the evening being a small concert for 300 people.

Although it was a small-scale event, it was still a formal performance.

After 5 p.m., the DP band members began making preparations.

Because of the small number of audience members, this concert actually requires more changes in many aspects.

If the equipment is too amazing, then it's for a large-scale concert, which is something Star Media is very good at. But if the equipment for a large-scale concert is put in a small venue with only 300 audience members, the effect will be terrible.

However, if the equipment is designed for small venues, it's more for struggling singers to do street performances, and not much effort is put into the equipment itself.

However, it is, after all, a professional company of an industry giant.

Despite the unfamiliarity, the test results were very satisfactory once the stage was set up.

There are advantages to having fewer people; at least you don't need security guards.

Or perhaps all the security guards are actually company employees, working overtime and getting paid while also getting to see the concert – a pure benefit for outstanding employees, with a very strong willingness to "work overtime".

The cameras started running at 6:30 p.m., trying to capture some Easter eggs before the show started.

The entire concert will be recorded, edited, and released online to tantalize fans who couldn't attend.

With so few people present, even the fans who were there felt a little uncomfortable.

After dinner, around 6:30, people gradually arrived at the performance venue, looking around curiously and chatting amongst themselves.

"Goodness, whose roadside performance is this? It's so small."

"Come on, how could a washed-up entertainer possibly set up a stage this big? I suspect that if you squeezed it in, it could even fit the audience."

"It has to be my brother Can, he can do things that no one else can."

"."

Hearing the words of the people around him, Tu Fei chuckled.

His words had already taken on the form of Li Can.

"What's wrong with it? It's a regular concert setup, but there are only three hundred audience members. Tonight, everyone is getting SVIP treatment."

"You know what, it's true, damn it, not just anyone can get this position."

Upon hearing this, everyone felt a strange sense of satisfaction.

Everyone took out their phones and checked the battery level and storage space again.

Shouldn't we record this and then show it off to others?
I have to see my dear sons' faces full of sourness, yet they pretend not to care.

Some eager people have even started taking photos and sending them to their friends.

[Are you there? It's urgent! I don't need to borrow money, just a favor for you, bro!]

【how? 】

[I want to ask you, how did you know I won a spot at the DP band fan meeting, and that there's a formal concert tonight with only 300 people, all with SVIP seats for close-up interaction and free viewing, plus a cute little water shower. (Photos from the event.jpg)]

[Fuck you!]

Just thinking about my buddy getting so angry on the other end of the phone, cursing and swearing...

The smile then shifted.

He then brazenly posted various photos with the members of the DP band, along with accompanying gifts, including commemorative gold bars.

This moment is truly emotionally charged, its main message being: I might get beaten up by my buddies, but I have to play it safe today.

Happy times always seem to pass too quickly.

The time ahead will only be happier.

As night fell, lights and fireworks were lit up on the scene, and the words "Devil Power Band Fan Appreciation Concert" were projected onto a huge screen, and huge cheers resounded throughout the venue.

Whoosh! The lights flashed and then returned to darkness.

The scene was illuminated by the lights of many mobile phone screens.

But the fans simply told their friends and family, who were being subjected to the burden of being shown off, "It's starting now, I'm going to the concert, we'll talk later, hehe," before turning off their phones with focused attention.

Or you can simply play the "disconnect" game and turn off your phone, letting your friends in Hongwen figure it out for themselves.

"Om!!"

A huge and intense electronic music burst forth.

The fans erupted in even louder cheers, the sound like thunder.

The opening track was none other than "Bury the Light," a thunderous tune that carries many paisley notes.

The pale blue lights, accompanied by a slight golden shimmer, lifted the darkness of the stage, like a gathering storm of thunder tearing through the night sky.

The oppressive prelude begins.

As the heavy drumbeats resound, Li Can, who is still wearing a vest despite it being autumn, unleashes his full muscle power, making each strike incredibly strong.

Lin Feng sang in his familiar voice, waving his arms and welcoming the cheers of the audience.

Unlike the usual cheers at concerts, the fans below the stage shouted out words that only Lee Chan's fans could say.

"I don't understand! I don't understand!"

The members of the DP band were completely unaffected.

hum!
Winnie gave an angry laugh, raised her guitar, and slammed it down on the monitor.

Even at such a deafening volume, there seemed to be a faint "bang".

The atmosphere at the scene became even more enthusiastic.

"I don't understand!!!"

The stable live performance quickly brought the song to its climax.

The fans below the stage held their breath and stopped shouting; their faces were filled with the words "Come on, come on!"

at last.

Li Can led the band to deliberately leave a beat empty.

He then pounded the heavy drum.

In that instant, everyone understood, and some even joined in the shouting.

"I AM THE STORM THAT IS APPROACHING!"

The dazzling lights were extremely luxurious.

Although the audience was small, the power they unleashed was in no way inferior.

The audience of just over three hundred people seemed to be trying their best to convey the enthusiasm of three thousand people to the performers, while the performers, facing a small audience, still gave their all, as if they were on a grand stage with thirty thousand people.

The sheer impact of a live performance, combined with this two-way interaction, instantly maximizes the interactive experience of the entire show.

The audience was mostly male fans, and many of them were contestants who didn't follow the entertainment industry much.

But simply relying on the resonance of the work itself is enough to generate genuine support.

Wait until the song ends.

The cheers gradually subsided.

The entire venue fell silent again, as if waiting for the DP band to say some opening words.

The fans were like participants in military training, all polite and restrained.

When they're happy, they get excited like crazy, each one more abstract than the last; but once they calm down, they seem to transform into the CEO of a top company, as if they're discussing a multinational project.

The rows of fans just kept smiling, but the DP band had much more on their minds.

Seeing Li Can stand up and take out the microphone.

The fans became even quieter.

Obviously, the next segment is to thank the fans for their love, share some feelings, and then get a little sentimental.

If anyone else were to do this sentimental stuff, the less enthusiastic fans in the audience would find it disgusting, but if it were Li Can doing it...
I'm already getting ready to cry.

After all, this fan meeting was truly unforgettable.

Li Can was straightforward; he gave gifts and chatted as usual, making it feel less like meeting a celebrity and more like a meetup with online gamers. But before the fans could even get into the mood, Li Can stood with his hands on his hips and began to speak.

"Welcome to the Supernatural concert! As our fans, shouldn't you thank me?!"

"what?"

"Fuck!!"

"Hahahahaha!"

After a brief period of doubt, realization, and shock, the scene was filled with loud, broken laughter.

Most of the fans suddenly realized what was going on.

"Damn, I forgot this person is Li Can."

"Damn it, that's something he's capable of doing."

"Damn it, Li Can, you've given me back my gratitude!"

"You're not going to get emotional now, are you? Going for abstract stuff?!"

If it weren't for the fact that there were no tickets available for the concert.

There's no guarantee that someone won't call for a refund.

However, beneath the surface, fans are not simply playing with memes.

It simply formed an unspoken understanding.

Just as Li Can was about to speak, he heard a commotion from below the stage.

Immediately, a distorted voice reached the stage.

That's the good thing about having fewer people; if someone shouts, everyone hears them.

"I can never repay Brother Can's kindness!"

"Ha ha ha ha."

Li Can smiled and shook his head.

Just kidding, hahaha.

The laughter gradually subsided.

The entire room fell silent again.

Li Can spoke up.

"The relationship between artists and fans is one of mutual success, and the medium between them is their work."

"Then, let the work itself speak for itself!"

He decisively put down the microphone.

Amidst deafening cheers, the performance continued!

Three hundred people in the audience is clearly a very small number.

But in the eyes of the concert director, it possessed an explosive power.

From the footage, unless it's a wide shot, you wouldn't realize it was actually just a small concert.

The concert featured a string of performances, and the songs performed were among the best on various music charts.

Each work is like a god of war, and each has had a different way of dominating the charts.

The fans were extremely excited.

The performance featured four consecutive pieces, yet the enthusiasm showed no signs of waning.

As the lead singer.

Lin Feng and Han Jiayin naturally need to cooperate with each other.

After the male lead singer finished performing his song.

Naturally, he needs a female lead singer's songs to accompany him, so that Lin Feng can rest and maintain his form.

The advantages of having two lead singers are obvious. The entire band can withstand a lot of pressure during performances and maintains their peak performance almost all the time.

Seamless transition from "I Hate Myself For Loving You".

Han Jiayin sang as if it were a normal performance.

He was always carrying a guitar and was responsible for the riffs.

The microphone is mounted on a stand.

When Han Jiayin was about to perform the second song, "She is my sin," she put down her guitar.

While singing, he subconsciously gripped the microphone with his hand, trying to take it off.

But to everyone's surprise, a problem arose.

I tried to pick it off, but it wouldn't come off. I tried to loosen it again, but it still wouldn't budge.

Before the performance, everyone pays attention to the dynamic control of the sound equipment and the feedback of sound quality.

I never imagined this microphone would be screwed on so tightly.

Han Jiayin was genuinely a little surprised, but not enough to affect her performance or leave her completely dumbfounded.

But Lin Feng still noticed this detail.

During a break in the performance, Lin Feng tried to remove his microphone and hand it to Han Jiayin, attempting a seamless transition so that the singer could move around the stage more freely and interact with the audience.

But to everyone's surprise, Lin Feng picked it.
And it wasn't taken off.

This little gesture has now attracted the attention of fans.

The performance was excellent and didn't break character, but seeing Lin Feng and Han Jiayin trying to remove the microphone while restraining their movements made me want to laugh a little.

In fact, Han Jiayin and Lin Feng also felt the subtle gazes of their fans.

Now that it's been discovered, there's no need to hide it. The worst thing you can do in a stage performance is to "not dare to face it."

These kinds of minor issues won't affect the quality of the performance at all. Even if the actions are a little exaggerated and the performer is openly trying to achieve their goal, the fans will never feel that there's a problem with the performance.

then.

Taking advantage of the song's emotional tone, Han Jiayin forcefully pulled on the microphone during the energetic interlude, slamming it hard against the microphone stand.

Actually, this approach is really good.

Because improvisational movements with power and tension can serve the mood of a musical piece.

But what I never expected was...

The kick was so hard that the microphone stand slammed against the monitor speaker on the left side of the stage.

hum~
The brief howl startled Lin Feng, who was standing nearby, so much so that he broke out in a cold sweat and instinctively tried to calm the machine spirit.

The whistling did not last long, and the sound was not very loud.

But in a moment of inspiration, Lin Feng used his strength to miraculously remove the microphone.

But it bumped into the microphone stand.

A crisp, distinct knocking sound was transmitted through the microphone in the sound system.

"Bang, thud."

Lin Feng's face turned pale, and he became somewhat flustered.

In the emergency, the microphone was saved and no more noise was produced, but his microphone stand collapsed and he fell asleep on the spot.

Holding the microphone, Lin Feng casually kicked it aside, sending the microphone stand flying.

Zhao Ze was very close, so he caught the ball and kicked it to the side, allowing the staff to retrieve it.

Honestly, this isn't a big problem for the fans.

In the heat of the moment, no one notices these details, let alone sees them as flaws that affect the overall impression.

It's just something to laugh about at most.

But Li Can's face turned green.

Whistling and clanging sounds are one thing.

These two are even playing football on stage! Are they even human?

How could they have gotten themselves into such a huge mess?

Another stage mishap, another embarrassing moment on stage, and each one is different.

When the song ended, the fans applauded.

However, Lin Feng and Han Jiayin were not very happy. They seemed to feel Li Can's death stare, and they shuddered as if they were being pricked by needles.

(End of this chapter)