Esports world champion, debuted as the center of a talent show

Jiang Zhiyu walked to the center of the formation, and the others put their hands on him, pretending to be bound by chains.

Everyone remained in this pose, frozen for a second. Beneath the tranquil and peaceful scene lay an extreme sense of oppression and constraint.

"I wear a mask of silence during the day, concealing all my vulnerabilities."

The drumbeats suddenly cut in, the rhythm instantly intensifies, and everyone's movements become more exaggerated, with clean, powerful, and precise timing, exuding a strong sense of power.

The group covered their masks with their hands again and pressed down gently, the movement carrying a sense of self-imposed restraint.

The stage lights were turned up to the extreme, so bright that they were blinding, leaving no place for shadows to hide, and the entire stage seemed to be submerged in light.

"Come to the world, put away your obsessions."

Everyone raised their hands, turned to the side, and returned to their normal position; the whole set of movements was swift and fluid.

The formation quickly switched to a diagonal line, creating a visually expansive and grand effect.

"In front of the lights, play the role of a perfect spot of light, while hiding the unhealed fragments all over your body."

The pure white mask was flawless and translucent under the strong light, and the boy on stage was dazzling and eye-catching, the perfect spotlight in the eyes of the audience.

"We dare not fall into their trap, nor do we dare to argue."

The glamour is what traps me, an invisible chain.

The final action suddenly tightened, with everyone gripping their masks tightly with both hands, shoulders slightly hunched, and bodies frozen in place, perfectly conveying the feeling of suffocation.

The stage lights dimmed instantly, plunging the entire venue into a brief period of semi-darkness.

The ethereal interlude slowly began, seamlessly connecting the first half of the piece, and the entire venue remained silent except for the music.

The eight people remained frozen in place, and at the exact moment the rhythm hit the mark, they all simultaneously raised their hands to trigger the hidden mechanism in the noodle set, replicating the face-changing technique of Sichuan opera.

The originally pure white mask instantly changed color from the edges, the pure white faded layer by layer, and a deep black quickly covered the entire mask, with fine and low-key dark silver patterns emerging on the surface, faintly flowing in the dim light.

The mask of daytime has completely fallen away, and the true self of nighttime has suddenly appeared.

The visual reversal was absolutely stunning, and the entire audience instinctively held their breath, their eyes filled with awe.

According to Jiang Zhiyu's idea, their team inserted a short group dance during the interlude.

The dance movements gradually transformed from neat, small movements into an extremely unrestrained synchronized dance, showcasing the entire process of struggle and transformation.

The formation converges inwards and then slowly disperses outwards, the skillful movement and switching like a bound self, slowly exploring and stretching out within its constraints.

As dusk fell, the walls closed.

Shedding layer after layer, revealing a disguised outer shell.

The night begins with a melodic rap, upbeat in rhythm, with a more relaxed pace and choreography.

The stage switched to a deep blue, soft lighting that filled the entire venue.

Jiang Zhiyu took a step forward, firmly positioned himself in the center, and took charge of the second rap lyrics all by himself.

"No need to pretend, be calm and gentle."

Let your emotions pull you along, slowly.

His voice is clear, cool, and husky, with a subtle sense of relaxation. It's languid yet powerful, a very unique flavor.

The others kept moving around Jiang Zhiyu, their thoughts seemingly chaotic but without any intersection.

Those regrets are too painful to talk about.

Those ambitions, secretly intertwined.

Lin Sen's part followed, his voice becoming more aggressive, like the low growl of a wild, untamed leopard in this context.

Jiang Zhiyu stood to Lin Sen's side, his head slightly lowered, his shoulders relaxed, exuding a subtle sense of dejection.

The remaining members took turns singing softly, their voices layering together, releasing their power little by little.

"All imperfections are naked."

Only in the darkness do I truly live.

The group looked up simultaneously, their eyes beneath black masks staring directly at the main camera in the center of the stage, exuding an aura of power.

Looking into their dark pupils is like falling into a bottomless abyss, making one's scalp tingle.

"I tear off the mask of pretense in the darkness, letting all emotions fill my eyes and brows."

In the chorus, the harmonies of all members overlap, and the emotions are completely unleashed.

Everyone simultaneously placed their hands on both sides of the mask, gently pulling it apart, their limbs outstretched and expansive, simulating the act of tearing away false pretenses and breaking free from worldly shackles.

"Vulnerability is inherent; there's no need to apologize."

The formation was completely dispersed, with everyone standing in a staggered manner, each having their own independent performance space, yet they also interacted with each other.

"No one is watching, there's no need to be overly meticulous, allow yourself to fall into a sorry state."

The stage was a play of light and shadow, with shimmering silver light flowing around, and everyone's movements were both relaxed and dynamic.

"Selfish obsessions, fragments of wounds."

These are all the most authentic aspects of me.

Everyone simultaneously opened their arms, stretching out their bodies completely, as if embracing all wounds and obsessions, perfection and imperfections.

The black mask, under the dim light, is both subdued and translucent, symbolizing that the boy has finally reconciled with his imperfect self.

"A mask in the daytime, the true self in the night."

The melody gradually faded, the stage lights softened, and the interplay of light and shadow gently intertwined.

The crowd slowed their movements and became relaxed and peaceful.

They slowly removed their masks, revealing eyebrows and eyes dotted with tiny, shimmering silver dots, which shone even brighter under the stage lights.

"Half of humanity, half of self."

The last eight words were spoken by Jiang Zhiyu, his cool voice kept low until the accompaniment completely disappeared as his last note faded away.

The eight people stood side by side, steady and composed in the light.

The close-up ending shot panned across their faces one by one, and when it switched to Jiang Zhiyu, some viewers unconsciously held their breath.

In the shot, Jiang Zhiyu is simply standing in place, yet he instantly captures everyone's attention.

The silver specks on his long eyelashes and the inner corners of his eyes rose and fell with his slightly panting breaths. His eyes were slightly narrowed, but the light in his pupils shone brightly, and his whole face had a captivating beauty.

After two seconds of silence, applause, cheers, and screams erupted throughout the venue.

"Aaaaaahh ...

"Jiang Zhiyu!!!!"

"Lin Sen!"

"Yu Jin!"

……

Their names echoed throughout the venue, and the overhead lights suddenly shone brightly, casting a dazzling warm yellow light on the eight people in the center of the stage, as if they were being crowned kings.

Words cannot describe how I felt after watching the entire performance... only utter awe.

[This is a completely different level of stage; it's so layered and immersive. I got goosebumps.]

How can someone have such a powerful emotional impact no matter what type of stage performance they're on?! I'm talking about you, Jiang Zhiyu!

This is truly phenomenal; I can't think of any flaw in this stage—it's simply perfect.

From its concept and lyrics to its choreography and the final stage performance, nothing was lacking; in other words, every aspect was a high-scoring piece.

[Oh my god, I still have to say, Jiang Zhiyu is so handsome! I can't help but be drawn to him every time, so I didn't actually watch the whole performance. Ahhh, I want to watch the replay!]