Entertainment: This top celebrity is really letting loose!

June 5th.

The theme music park on the outskirts of the capital is the venue for the biennial rock music festival.

As evening approached and the setting sun blazed brightly on the horizon, the white-collar workers in Beijing were about to leave work, and the area around the park was already packed with fans who had arrived early.

Uncle in the hat was busy directing traffic, while a group of young ladies in white coats were guarding several ambulances to prevent any accidents.

At six o'clock, the park gates finally opened, and countless dark-colored crowds surged in instantly.

A huge stage has been set up in the center of the park, with signs for various GG sponsors everywhere, and countless seats have been arranged in advance.

The first row, closest to the stage, was already packed, as if the audience had entered the park earlier than others.

"Thank you for your hard work, friends in the media."

With a smile on his face, Hua Rongcheng walked to the front row left section and shook hands with some of the heads of mainstream media.

Afterwards, he and his assistant went to the right section. Although it was also in the front row, most of the people sitting there were industry insiders such as composers and music critics, as well as some staff members of the organizer.

"Old Huang, how are ticket sales and sponsorships going this time?"

Hua Rongcheng caught a middle-aged man wearing glasses, who turned out to be one of the organizers of this year's rock music festival.

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "This year is much better than in previous years. Even though some tickets are more expensive than in previous years, they are still in high demand, and all tickets were sold out ten days ago..."

He paused for a moment, then continued, "GG sponsorship was also very impressive, with both the number of merchants and the final transaction amount reaching record highs."

Hua Rongcheng was very satisfied after hearing this, and even jokingly said, "You don't need to complain to me about not recouping your costs this time, right?"

"No, absolutely not."

The middle-aged man quickly waved his hand and sincerely praised:

"Your move to invite Zhou Yang to the rock music festival was brilliant. To be honest, most of the sponsors came because of him, and many of the audience members were his fans. And let me tell you, these people are really willing to spend money."

Seeing the other party's flattering face, Hua Rongcheng joked again, saying, "What's so great about me? You have no idea how badly I've been scolded lately because of this. Those guys are just short of smashing my windows themselves."

The middle-aged man immediately retorted, "These people are just talking nonsense. No matter how good a music festival is, if it doesn't make money, it won't last long."

In the entertainment industry, everything revolves around profit. Compared to those keyboard warriors who only know how to hurl insults online, Zhou Yang's fan base is genuinely willing to spend money.

"Alright, you go ahead and do your work, I'll just wander around by myself."

After getting rid of the other party, he was quickly surrounded by a group of people.

He pointed at one of them and said with a laugh, "Ding Dasheng, you've been cursing me online quite a bit lately, you've got a sharp tongue."

The person he was pointing at was Ding Dasheng, the number one internet troll in the Chinese music scene, who looked to be in his forties. Faced with the accusations, he immediately retorted:

"Chairman Hua, you're wronging me. Everything I've done is for the good of the Chinese music scene. Besides, Zhou Yang is nothing but a little bit of fame."

Hua Rongcheng waved his hand at the crowd and said, "Everyone, please sit down. The audience has already entered, and it's too chaotic with so many people crowding around me."

He then looked at Ding Dasheng and said, "Before the competition begins, I will not make any arbitrary comments on any band or singer. I only believe in the actual competition results."

Ding Dasheng was unconvinced and said, "Then we'll see."

"So confident? Then tell me, who will ultimately win this year's rock music festival?"

"Although there are many teams, the Cheetahs will undoubtedly win the championship in the end."

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The backstage rest area was exceptionally spacious, and even though dozens of band members were gathered together tonight, there was no congestion whatsoever.

"Cheer up, don't embarrass yourself."

Zhou Yang patted several teammates on the shoulder to encourage them.

Dressed in punk attire, he had shaved his head into a buzz cut before arriving and even found a pair of sunglasses in his closet to wear, making him look extremely arrogant.

Thirty bands were selected to perform over three days by drawing lots. However, Zhou Yang was incredibly lucky and drew a spot for the first day of the competition, ranking seventh.

It's worth mentioning that the Cheetah Band, the biggest favorite to win this year's rock music festival, also performed on the first day, ranking fifth.

Wang Man, who was standing to the side, called him over and instructed him, "You must perform well this time, otherwise President Lei will have a problem with you again."

"Where did he get so many opinions?"

Zhou Yang's eyes revealed displeasure.

Wang Man explained, "Last time he dragged me to watch your rehearsal, but after listening for a while at the door, he got angry and left."

"I told you before, this guy has too little vision and will never amount to anything. Sister Wang, you don't need to pay any attention to him anymore."

Zhou Yang had a good grasp of Lei Mingkai's character; he was like a stubborn, unambitious miser.

"How dare you speak like that?"

Wang Man gently patted him, "No matter what, he is still our leader and the person in charge of the company."

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At 8 p.m., the stage and surrounding area were illuminated with dazzling light effects. After Hua Rongcheng, the leader of rock music, finished his speech, the highly anticipated rock music festival officially began.

As soon as the first band took the stage, countless enthusiastic rock fans waved their glow sticks with fervor.

Their performance did not disappoint the audience. Every band that followed gave their all, whether it was the lead singer or the musicians.

Soon it was the turn of the fifth band to take the stage tonight, the Cheetah Band, the biggest favorite to win this year's rock music festival and a veteran rock band still in existence in China.

"The next band to appear is truly great. They are not only living fossils of the rock scene, but also legends. They were formed in 1993..."

Before the host could finish reading the script, the shouts of the audience had already drowned out all other sounds.

Soon, a group of middle-aged people, whose average age looked to be close to fifty, walked onto the stage with various musical instruments. Despite their advanced age, they looked to be in excellent condition and spirit.

The lead singer gently strummed the guitar, vigorously tossing his long, flowing hair.

"Burning yourself out is all that matters; no more words are needed."

The lingering flame, the unwavering faith

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A newly composed song, "Burning Myself," not only ignited the atmosphere of the entire park but also seemed poised to overturn the ancient and historic capital city.

The entire audience spontaneously rose to their feet, and accompanied by their powerful rock music, everyone was swept up in the frenzy, with glow sticks filling the sky like shooting stars.

After the song ended, 100,000 audience members began to chant in unison:

"champion!"

"champion!"

"champion!"

"..."

The sound resounded throughout the night sky of the capital.

The lead singer and leader, a long-haired man, was very satisfied with his performance tonight and sincerely thanked the audience.

"Thank you all for your support of the Cheetah Band over the years. We will continue to stay true to our original aspirations and create more excellent rock music to share with everyone..."

Although the group of people in the industry in the front right section did not show the same enthusiasm as the other audience members, they were also deeply moved, and many of them took off their clothes and waved their arms vigorously.

After the team leader gave a brief thank you speech, they slowly walked off the stage amidst thunderous applause.

"I still stand by my previous opinion: whether it's the work itself or Cheetah's popularity, they have absolutely no rivals at this year's rock music festival."

After Ding Dasheng finished speaking, he glanced at Hua Rongcheng beside him, as if deliberately showing off.

Other composers and music critics in the industry nodded in agreement, chiming in with their own opinions:

"Lao Liang's song is so energetic, no other band can compete with it."

"The work is indeed good, but Lao Liang's state is truly enviable, perfectly embodying what rock and roll is."

"The guitar solo in the middle instantly brought back memories of twenty years ago."

"I never dreamed that Cheetah's closing performance would make the outcome of this year's rock music festival a foregone conclusion."

"..."

Hearing the praise from the crowd, Hua Rongcheng smiled and said, "Old Liang is truly remarkable. It's rare to maintain such a prolific creative output and quality even at over fifty years old..."

Then he patted Ding Dasheng next to him and laughed, "Don't get too cocky, kid. Like I said before the competition, the champion is always a mystery until the last band takes the stage."

Ding Dasheng retorted, unconvinced, "Chairman Hua, do you really think anyone at this year's rock music festival can rival Cheetah?"

"Perhaps there is?"