Disaster Artist

Chapter 105 Metamorphosis
“I had a contract with the company that I couldn’t perform in a similar way to a certain dancer.

After resigning, you cannot perform dance programs that you performed while working.

The videos on the account that involve breach of contract will be deleted within today. We are very sorry. "

The audience immediately smelled a hint of gunpowder.It looks like there is something to eat.

There were only 300 people in the live broadcast room at first. The number quickly doubled after Zhuang Xi took off his headgear. After revealing his identity and talking about Muse Media, the number of people started to skyrocket.

[The only person who can protect Muse like this is that person]

【It must be that one】

[It’s not that one, it’s the one you missed]

【? 】

[Wouldn’t this kind of contract be invalid?]

“These restrictions were an opportunity, forcing me to re-examine my past performances and find my own dance moves.

Next, it's show time. "

Zhuang Xi tied up his hair, stood up and walked towards the stage.

【Where's the back? 】

[I want to eat that person’s melon]

【Which one are you talking about】

Very good, there are more and more people in the live broadcast room.

Bai Zhe held the camera, and the lens followed Zhuang Xi onto the dim stage.

The scene cuts to a fixed camera with all personnel in place.

The 3D camera is started, the stereoscopic image transmission is normal, the image processing delay is 77ms, and the synchronous broadcast is ready.

The radio was clear, the projection was faultless, and no dangerous targets were found.
The curtain opened, the lights came on, and there was a buzz of people.

The people who were waiting eagerly outside the stadium couldn't help but be stunned when they saw what was happening on the stage.

Standing in the center of the stage is a dancer with white clothes and blue hair, while the "protagonist" Moya and her drum are behind.

Could it be that you hired a backup dancer?
"Good evening! Today's performance will start with a dance, to which the guzheng player Anatoly and I have written the accompaniment.

Her name is Zhuang Xi, the best dancer I have ever seen.A unique dance for Kite Street. "

Moya opened the show briefly and did not hesitate to praise Zhuang Xi, turning the audience's attention to the dancers.

She was thinking about what kind of performance she should perform to get through after "Metamorphosis" ended.Why don't we capture the bass player and make a living?

[Moya who wrote "Rust"?Double chef ecstasy】

[Is the little dwarf very powerful? Let me introduce you]

[The coordinates are at Kite Street on the outskirts of the border area. If you’re close, hurry over now and you’ll have a chance to catch the real person]

【Big news, big news!My uncle said that a bounty of 100 million was anonymously offered to the gangster organization in the border area]

[My uncle said she is the second in command of the Meteor Organization]

[There are pictures to prove it, inside information, and a million-dollar reward]

[Does the Public Security Department not care?]

Open the bow without turning back the arrow.

After today's performance, Muse will use huge resources to deal with them.

If you can't make a comeback in one fell swoop, the only option is to escape from Star City.

"Dance, "Metamorphosis"."

There were other people watching from the outside, so Bai Zhe focused his attention on the operating table.

As the protagonist, Zhuang Xi said nothing and took a prepared posture in silence.Cross your arms and tighten your body.

At the center of the stage, the dancers do not need to express themselves in words.

With a clear clang, the performance officially began.

Heavy, powerful drums join in, and the lights are in place.

Part one, weaving.

Zhuang Xi opened his arms, and two light blue light curtains emerged from his wrists, like waves stirred up in the night.

Her dance is light and beautiful, reminiscent of the dancing butterflies in spring and the light snow in winter.

The dance steps are bright, and the arm movements are both powerful and spiritual. The blue light curtain that flies with it surrounds her body, like a silk web woven by light and fog.

With the cooperation of music, a peaceful and pleasant atmosphere is formed.

Zhuang Xi stepped on the first projection device, and the error was extremely small. The three-dimensional silhouette almost coincided with the outline of her body.

After a brief pause, she danced in sync with the silhouette, as if a layer of shadow was imprinted on her body.

"Look out the window! Is that Zhuang Xi?"

On the 19th floor of an office building, a dancer in the practice room pointed out the window in shock.

She thought that the other party's whereabouts had long been unknown, and Zhuang Xi's disappearance shrouded the hearts of dancers like them like a shadow.

"And this way, this way, this way. Oh my god, it's all her."

The meaning of this approach is very clear.While they couldn't believe it, they couldn't help but feel worried and a bit envious.

"Do you want to inform the supervisor?"

Colleagues looked at each other, not daring to take up the issue.

"Other people will notify you, let's take a look first."

A group of people stood by the window, looking at the girl dancing freely under the night sky.Through a layer of glass, a patch of light and shadow seemed very close yet very far away.

Second silhouette, third. Eighth.

Eight three-dimensional projections gradient from light blue to dark blue, lit in various directions on the stage, with different postures.

But they don't make people feel confused, and all the audience's eyes are firmly fixed on Zhuang Xi.

She is as bright as a star, and the rest are phantoms and foils.

There was more and more applause from the audience, and the tune accompanying "Asynchrony" quietly changed.

The drum rhythm is clearer and more powerful, making people unable to help but stomp along with it.The clear and clear sound of the guzheng reveals a solemn and powerful side.Part Two, Cocoon.

The audience was vaguely aware of something different, but the feeling was not clear.

The blue silhouette is mixed with little bits of noise.Red, yellow, purple, green
At first it was just spots of light, then lines and spots, gradually revealing a chaotic and abnormal look.

Zhuang Xi's movements became laborious, and invisible shackles bound her body.

His hands were trapped within the transparent wall, and his feet could not step out of the circle of nothingness.

All the colorful silhouettes moved in exactly the same way, dancing in unison, and they were so beautiful that they were a little ferocious.

After a brief pause, Zhuang Xi's movements became consistent with the silhouette, submerged in the gorgeous light and shadow.

The rhythm kept accelerating, and her movements became more laborious, like a drowning person frantically reaching for the water.

Her movements were standard and elegant, but her eyes and temperament gradually slipped towards madness and despair.

The indescribable feeling of suffocation seems to materialize in her dance steps, wrapping the viewer like gel.

Bai Zhe, who had witnessed the entire birth of "Huasheng", did not expect Zhuang Xi to be in such good condition. He almost forgot important operations.

The infrared light was turned on, and light invisible to the naked eye shrouded Zhuang Xi.A small group of viewers equipped with a specific type of electronic eye discovered his operation and told other viewers their findings.

The photosensitive paint changes color quickly, and the surface of the white dance clothes is dyed with colors that ordinary people cannot imagine.

Zhuang Xi rotated her body, and gorgeous and strange colors climbed up her body in circles, dyeing every corner.

The stage is surrounded by a noisy night market, but there is silence here, only the sound of increasingly fierce accompaniment is left.No one shouted, no one applauded.

As the dancers on the stage are dyed in color and submerged in light and shadow, a sense of horror and discomfort seeps into the hearts of the audience.

Unable to breathe, unable to break free, the neon light swallowed me up like a monster.

Moya had an indifferent expression and used the drums to create a very oppressive atmosphere, which was completely different from the state when performing "Rust".

The guzheng's effects are gradually strengthened, entering a restless state, hiding a dangerous fanaticism.

More exciting, more intense, using melody to coordinate everything on the stage.

Finally, Zhuang Xi made a mistake, taking a wrong step and causing confusion.

The silhouettes all around are still dancing regularly, repeating the last eight bars.

Part three, broken.

The dancer stood in the center of the stage, at a loss as to what to do.

Zhuang Xi's body shook and he fell on the stage.

Bai Zhe was startled, and his heart skipped half a beat.This was not her planned move, what happened.

He urgently adjusted the equipment to prevent the performance from collapsing in the final stage.

Stand up quickly, stand up quickly.
A few seconds are so long.

She pushed herself up from the ground, her posture revealing an unknown sense of weakness.

Zhuang Xi took a step forward, his movements clumsy.

She waved her arms randomly, not knowing what to disperse, which was incompatible with the accompaniment and the silhouettes around her.

The audience didn't understand what she was doing, they just felt it had a special meaning.

Find your frequency, find your dance.From synchronous to asynchronous.

She crossed her hands and stretched out her hands, using all her strength to tear open the colorful cocoon.

Bai Zhe turned off the infrared light, and Zhuang Xi's colorful clothes suddenly faded back to an inconspicuous gray.

She took off her dancing shoes and walked barefoot on the stage, as if she were walking on a deserted cloud.

Immersed in the peaceful rhythm, she danced an inhuman dance.

When fans in the live broadcast room saw this weird dance for the second time, their feelings were completely different from before.

They truly understood the beauty of disharmony that Zhuang Xi wanted to express.

A stage is divided into two worlds by her dance at this moment.She is based in it, yet alienated from everything else.

The dissonant notes are jarring.The discordant dance moves make people feel ugly.

But these disharmonious things also have the power to move people. They refuse to be assimilated and firmly believe in the uniqueness and uniqueness of life.

The dazzling silhouettes freeze one after another, stuck in either elegant or ugly postures.

The accompaniment stopped abruptly at the top, and the stage fell silent.

Zhuang Xi danced between the frozen lights and shadows, as if he was about to fly into the sky at the next moment.

The moment she stopped dancing, hazy, surreal hallucinations hit people's minds, either shallowly or deeply.

The colorful silk screen covers the entire stage, and a moth-like existence emerges from the cocoon, fluttering its wings and flying to an unknown place.

Zhuang Xi noticed something and looked up.

Are you satisfied with this dance?

When Bai Zhe handed her the microphone, the dancer seemed to wake up from a dream.

"I"

"I am not a machine. I cannot become a machine and I will not be replaced by a machine."

"I refuse to be exploited by machines, or by people who are designed to manipulate machines."

"I wish justice for all creators. I wish you always maintain your individuality."

"And you Muse Media bastards make me sick. That's all."

Zhuang Xi raised his middle finger towards the camera, and the synchronized images on the giant electronic screen were coded at the speed of light.

The focus of Bai Zhe's attention was the weakness that could not be concealed in her body.The dance clothes were soaked with sweat, and the body was shaking slightly, as if it would fall down at any time.

Something went wrong with the red egg, why, why Ashyinma
boom!
His thoughts were interrupted by the sound of a gunshot and the applause of the audience.

The special warhead was embedded in Grivus' arm and failed to penetrate the armor.

Time to flee.

　Sadly, it started raining heavily while I was running at night. Fortunately, I said hello to the cat downstairs before it started raining.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)