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When entering the gymnasium, there are also many staff members in the hall busy back and forth. After all, the Tokyo gymnasium is built as a comprehensive sports venue, so each concert requires a separate stage and other facilities.

When everyone saw the main actor of the concert, Takuro Takagi, came in, they stopped their work and greeted Takuro Takagi. Takuro Takagi smiled politely and then came to the backstage of the temporary reconstruction of the gymnasium athlete preparation area under the guidance of the office staff.

"Have the band not here yet?" Entering the backstage, Takuki looked around but did not see the shadow of the concert band.

"Well, the gathering time we set was 9 o'clock before, and it's just 8 o'clock now. I guess they've just left the house now, so I'll urge them again." Watanabe Masato, who was sorting out the equipment in the backstage, heard Takuro Takagi's voice and hurried over with a smile.

"No need." Takuki waved his hand, "They are very tired when they practice together these two days. It's better to let them take a little longer for the evening concert."

"Okay." Watanabe Masato nodded and put the cell phone he had just taken back into his pocket, then raised his head and looked at Takuki and joked: "But President, you came here quite early today. Why? Are you so excited that you can't fall asleep?"

"It's not that I can't sleep, but it's my first experience in such a large-scale concert, after all, it's normal for me to be a little nervous, right?"

Takuki smiled and said, "To be honest, when I walked into the gym just now, I saw so many seats. When I thought of the scene of people sitting at night, my heartbeat couldn't help but speed up a lot."

"Haha, I don't believe it. The president is famous for not being afraid of big scenes. How could a mere concert of 10,000 people scare you?" Watanabe Masato laughed and shook his head to question Takuro Takagi's words.

"The protagonist of this concert is not you, and of course Sang Watanabe doesn't know that feeling." Takuki rolled his eyes and said helplessly, "Otherwise, why do you think I came to the scene so early? You're thinking about getting familiar with the environment first and don't really lose the chain then."

"Take it seriously?" Watanabe Masato was still suspicious.

"Of course it's true." Takuro Takagi's mouth twitched, feeling helpless.

Although he has never had a record of LIVE in every live scene since his debut, this does not mean that he can be calm and unhappy when facing tens of thousands of people singing.

I don’t know how the people in the company spread it, but they actually said that they were like the superstars who have been famous for many years, and that they could regard any size of concerts as common.

"So that's the case, the president must adjust his mentality. The tickets for this concert will be sold out early. Don't see crowds of people at that time, it will be bad if you really make any mistakes."

When Masashi Watanabe saw Takuki's expression, he knew that he was indeed telling the truth, so he quickly reminded him.

Now, in addition to being in charge of artists, he also organizes various activities. This concert has cost the firm a lot of manpower and material resources. If he scores the first show, it will have a great impact on the ticket sales in the subsequent shows.

"Okay, don't worry, Watanabe Sang." Takuki looked at Watanabe Masato who suddenly became nervous and shrugged with laughter.

Okay, the protagonist of my concert is not very good yet, and the person in charge of organizing the concert is worried.

"By the way, did Sakura Sakai come with the president?" Watanabe Masato also felt that he seemed to be overreacting, and smiled dryly and changed the subject.

"Sister Quanshui, because her own concert is very close, I rushed to discuss the concert songs with the team early today. I should not come until the afternoon." Takuro Takagi replied with a smile.

"So that's it. Sakai San is indeed a workaholic like the president."

"It's not like a workaholic, but Sister Izumizu is too serious about music." Taku Takagi thought about the sentence. He turned around and looked at the entrance of the backstage, but still found no trace of the band. He could only smile and said to Masashi Watanabe: "Does Watanabe have time? Anyway, the band has not come yet, so why don't Watanabe accompany me to adapt to the stage venue first."

"Okay, the backstage is ready, so it's okay to go and see the stage first." Watanabe Masato nodded and led the way toward the stage.

Tokyo Gymnasium is a surround venue, but generally when used in concerts, it will cover one side and leave only three sides of the stands for use. This time, it is no exception.

The stage venue was built yesterday and the final lighting debugging is currently underway. Takutao Takagi was surprised when he walked up to the stage, which covers an area of ​​200 square meters.

Even the stage of "MS" is not as big as it is in front of us, not to mention that it has to face tens of thousands of audiences.

"But... why do you feel a little excited?" Takuro Takagi thought so in his heart. He looked at the empty stands in front of him, imagining the crowded scene here a few hours later, and couldn't help but start to feel excited.

This is the stage and scale that the concert should have. The club-like occasions at the concert before were simply not worth mentioning!

"Takagi Sang!"

"Ah?" Takutao Takagi, who was sighing with emotion, heard someone calling him, and quickly turned around and looked over.

"We are debugging the audio. Should Takagi Sang help me, and I can also adapt to the microphone and audio effects in advance." The speaker who was responsible for debugging the entire concert next to the stage looked at Takumi Takagi and asked with a smile.

"Of course there is no problem." Taku Takagi said, taking the microphone handed over by the staff.

"Hey hey~" Taku Takagi tried to pronounce it, and then sang a short song by himself. The microphone's radio function was pretty good, and there seemed to be no problem with the audio.

However, the sound engineer seemed not very satisfied, and asked Takutao Takagi to stand in the center of the stage and sing for a while, then he buried himself in the process of debugging.

"What's wrong? I think the effect is already very good." Taku Takagi walked to the sound master and asked curiously.

"It's not OK. After all, this concert is about tens of thousands of people. Although the effect is really good when approaching the stage, the person I arranged in the stands in the distance to reply to me that the sound is a bit deformed and not very clear." The speaker was tinkering on the workbench as he said.

"Haha, I took it for granted." Taku Takagi smiled awkwardly.

"It's okay, after all, it's the first time we have held a concert of this size, and no one has any experience." The speaker said, as if the debugging was almost done, so he raised his head and said to Takuki: "Takagi Sang might as well try again to see how the effect this time is."

Takuki nodded, walked to the center of the stage and started singing again.

You know, after this debugging, when he sang again, he felt that the sound and effect of the sound feedback were better. He couldn't help but give the sound master a thumbs up, and the sound master was greatly relieved.

"Takagisan, I didn't expect you to come so early."

At the entrance of the stage, the musicians of the concert band appeared there.

Takuki saw everyone laughing and greeting: "I've been waiting for you for a long time. Come on, let's hurry up and practice it a few more times."