This witch calls me daddy

Chapter 64 This is our stage

Performance time is a very special matter in the live performance industry, and it is also something that everyone must respect.

Once delayed, it will be a major performance accident. It is not only disrespectful to the audience waiting for the performance, but in serious cases, it may even cause commotion or accidents on site.

Early show?It's almost impossible.Makeup, costumes, scenes, props... every aspect is being prepared. If any mistakes are made, it will affect the performance and even safety.

There were all old intellectuals in front of him. Lu Ye didn't even bother to put on an expression when such a request was suddenly made.

No respect and no care.

If Bering were here, the eldest lady would probably get angry, throw up her sleeves and leave.

But Lu Ye is not a willful person.

He will regard all unpleasant things as challenges. He believes that a challenge will not change the timing of its arrival depending on whether you are willing or not, whether you are ready, or whether the environment is fair.

It's like being sanctioned.

You can choose to quit the rules of the game and express your attitude in the way of "bully me and I won't play with you."

You can also choose to follow the rules and not only find an advantage in an unfair environment to win, but also tell them after the victory:
It's time to change your stupid rules.

Maybe it's not that cool, but this is how adults fight, and it's a battle that must be faced.

It’s not a compromise, it’s a fight.

Therefore, Lu Ye said nothing, only asked President Tu to arrange a seat, and then walked to the backstage.

He was going to war, and his comrades were there.

……

It's always a mess backstage.

So when Lu Ye walked to the crowd with a gloomy look, stepped on a box and stood up, many people didn't pay attention.

He clapped until everyone saw him and fell silent.

Bering was the first to notice that Lu Ye was a little different today.

Although he was still carefree as usual, standing on the box with his shoulders tilted and his head tilted, the smile at the corner of his mouth was filled with aloofness and rebelliousness.

So, when everyone, including Hua Shanshan, who was helping Anjie braid her hair, looked at him, Lu Ye started with a helpless laugh.

"Hehehe..."

"Girls."

"I was dissed."

Qin Xu on the side was a qualified supporter and asked everyone's question: "What's going on?"

Lu Ye looked around without speaking, suppressing the atmosphere with silence until the backstage became silent.

He said one word at a time:

"Someone once said... we are non-mainstream and a niche culture."

There was a "buzz" from everyone below, and their emotions were immediately aroused, but were suppressed by Lu Ye's gradually sonorous words.

"Some people once said... we lack professionalism and have low standards."

Everyone looked at him, and no one made any noise, but emotions were brewing.

"Some people say that we can only play with our children, but we can't get into the elegant hall!"

Lu Ye stopped speaking and communicated with everyone with his eyes. In these eyes, he saw dissatisfaction and even anger.

Lu Ye changed his tone and made a long sound: "Indeed - indeed -!"

"We are Cosplayers, not mainstream."

"We are just a sidekick and unprofessional."

"We are not even supporting roles, we are not important!"

"We are just fans, we are not worth looking at!"

"We are derivatives! We have no value!"

"But today!"

"We have a show of our own! Our own show!"

"We have our own theater thanks to Bering."

"We want to thank Anjie, we have our own story."

"We also want to thank Shanshan, we have our own song."

"We have to thank ourselves even more! We have our own stage!"

Lu Ye looked around again, and what he saw were already balls of hot flames, burning.

"Today, we have an audience!" "There are more than a hundred people outside, including classmates, fans, and so-called professionals!"

"So today, I want you to go tell them."

“We can be classy!”

“We can be exciting!”

"I don't care what they think or think!"

“They don’t even have to finish it!”

"But today, I want you to tell them!"

"This is our stage!"

"Today, we are going to get excited!"

……

After a second of silence, a deafening shout erupted, and Qin Xu had already struck the chest drum of Tarzan.

Lu Ye continued to shout: ""Guardian of Shanyuan"! Are you ready?"

"Guardians of Yamahara" program team: "Ready!"

""The Heroic Spirit from the Demonic Abyss"! Are you ready?"

"Heroic Spirits" program team: "Ready!"

"From "Follow the Light"! Are you ready?"

Almost the vast majority of the cast and crew shouted in unison: "Ready!"

Lu Ye raised a finger and announced loudly: "Girls! In 10 minutes! Start!!"

The crowd, represented by Qin Xu, said: "Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch!!"

……

At that moment, the three girls nestled in the corner had different expressions.

Hua Shanshan was full of tears, pursed her lips, and clutched Bai Ling's hand tightly, with blazing fire in her eyes.

Bailing, on the other hand, had a confused look in his eyes. The appearance of Lu Ye overlapped somewhat with the past in her memory.

And Anjie, hearing those calls, seemed to see the future demon king, finally climbed out of the abyss, began to gather his minions, and marched towards the world.

Lu Ye himself felt relieved when he saw the surging morale.

Rehearsal solves proficiency, and mentality determines the state.

So far, that's all he can do as executive director.

The rest of the results are left to the stage.

……

While the stands were still enveloped in whispers, the stage lights went out, the ambient lights came on, and the red curtain slowly opened.

The narration is Qin Xu’s deep and deep voice:

"For many years, the guardians of Shanyuan have resisted the invasion of the Demon Abyss army and protected their hometown - Shanyuan City."

A loud song, like a morning horn, broke through the fog and shocked the entire audience.

Just this first sound, a high-pitched and round traditional opera tune, immediately made everyone present sit upright.Even professionals must be impressed.

Experts know that as soon as they hear the strong and trembling opening sound, those with some basic skills will know that this is a powerful singer with at least 20 years of singing experience.

This kind of player is enough to support a show in any theater troupe.

There are experts here.

The lights came on, and the guardian Xilia played by Hua Shanshan, dressed in a holy military uniform, appeared on stage accompanied by the dance group of "Guardians of the Mountains".

The song is arranged in the form of a march, with the dancers in military uniforms, combined with the intense lighting and the shadow shaping of the devil, directly depicting the tragic struggle of the "Guardians".

Although there were casualties and sufferings, evil was overcome and righteousness was overcome, and the glory belonged to the guardian - Xilia.

After the opening song and dance, the plot progresses through dialogue. After slaying demons and monsters, the demon king Derian is stabbed to death on the throne.

But at the end of the first act, the devil's remnant soul is still there, and Jie Jie's laughter indicates that the development of the plot will not be smooth sailing.

Sure enough, at the end of the main melody of the triumphant Silia's exit, an extremely abrupt and exaggerated portamento went directly from the high note to the end, supporting the plot with a super bass that was extremely difficult for a female voice to control, tightening everyone's nerves. It indicates that disaster is coming.

In the first scene, Hua Shanshan started high and low, and the atmosphere was immediately full, and she captured everyone's ears and hearts at once!

　When everyone in the "Pollen Ball" saw Shanshan's appearance, they burst into tears: "We want to canvass votes for Shanshan!"

　　
　
(End of this chapter)