Chapter 47: Crazy Sichuan (Part 2)

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  The reason why many people flock to concerts and never get tired of them is actually very simple, that is the crazy atmosphere on site, which is absolutely incomparable to listening alone with headphones or speakers.

  So, even if many people think that spending a lot of money to attend concerts is not as comfortable and clear as listening to CDs at home, in fact, those who are willing to spend money to buy tickets to attend concerts are not really there for the music, but just to enjoy the excitement of the atmosphere.

  Just like now

  When a young singer on the stage finishes his passionate performance, the entire stage is immediately filled with thunderous applause and foot-stomping sounds, as well as whistling and shouting. If you were in the midst of it all, your eardrums would probably feel like they're ringing loudly, and for a short while, you wouldn't be able to hear any other sounds.

  "Unbelievable, this little Tang is really incredibly awesome!" A group of young white-collar workers from the same company applauded and exclaimed loudly about their feelings.

  "It's really true, the song he wrote has a funny title, but the lyrics are of high level!" Several female colleagues also nodded in agreement, and two of them, who were quite "tomboyish", even made trumpet shapes with their hands and shouted loudly: "Xiao Tang, I love you!"

  Just as the scene was boiling, it reached the first "wow" of tonight. Suddenly, a group of people came out from behind the stage again. They didn't jump onto the stage with a cool leap like some "master", but instead walked up a three-layer iron ladder steadily.

  What's going on? Some people who were not too familiar with the concert asked in doubt, and the applause at the scene also stopped for a moment. Everyone was staring at these five uninvited guests rushing towards "Little Tang".

  "Everyone's enthusiasm has far exceeded mine and that of tonight's event organizer, Rock Protection Products specialty store..."

  Xiao Xiao Ge saw that everyone's excited emotions had slowly calmed down, so he took the microphone and stood in the center of the stage with a smile, saying: "Just now I roughly calculated that at this moment, there are already over 30,000 people around this stage, and many friends are still arriving..."

  He said with great emotion, bursting into loud laughter: "Haha, so I discussed it with the big boss of the organizing committee, and we decided to make tonight's event a spectacular one, striving to ensure that every friend who comes here will not leave disappointed, and we'll all have a wonderful night."

  He pointed to the "Eagle Band" quintet already standing behind their instruments and said loudly: "So, we invited the Eagle Band friends who are very famous and have a high level in the music circle of Yuzhou. They will accompany my singing tonight. So at this moment, I must introduce each of them to everyone. Please give applause to these five fellow musicians and friends."

  After saying these words, he walked to the front of the "Five-person Group" amidst everyone's applause, holding a microphone and stretching out the tube to the band leader: "Come on, give everyone a brief self-introduction!"

  This band had never performed in front of so many people before, even when they were in school, the most they had ever played to was a few thousand people. Now facing this opportunity to make a name for themselves, they were all very excited. But as the leader, he took a deep breath and suppressed some of his excitement, then said loudly: "My name is A-Chao, from Yuzhou Institute of Technology, I'm the lead singer and guitarist of the Old Eagle band."

  He finished introducing himself, and Xiao Ge nodded, walking to the front of the drummer amidst applause: "My name is Ah Wu, also from Youyi University of Science and Technology, serving as the drummer for the band." After he finished speaking, he took up his drumsticks and performed a fancy drum solo, earning another round of applause and cheers from the crowd.

  In the midst of thunderous applause from the audience, keyboardist Awei, bassist Awang and rhythm guitarist Abin took turns introducing themselves and performing a segment of their signature "killer moves". Although none of them were particularly skilled at playing instruments, they all looked incredibly cool, prompting the crowd to erupt in cheers once again, sending the five-piece band into a frenzy.

  Especially, they also received the "sweeping" of the reporters under the stage, which was unthinkable before. So, they firmly believe that after this night, as long as their performance is good and there are no major mistakes, their business and performances will definitely go to a higher level.

  "Alright, now the six of us on stage are the main performers for tonight's party." Xiao Sa Ge slowly took the mic and left the band area, leaving the five members to make their final checks on their instruments, just in case something went wrong later.

  He walked towards the front of the stage, saying with deep feeling: "I actually understand very well that everyone is willing to come here tonight, mainly because today's Chongqing Evening News gave me a lot of publicity. So friends also want to come here and experience in person whether this guy who hasn't even debuted yet is really as amazing as the newspaper says..."

  His words obviously struck a chord with everyone, because they were indeed attracted by the description in the newspaper, so they came to see what it was all about. So when Xiaohe himself mentioned this point, everyone burst out laughing, and some of the loud-mouthed guys even shouted: "That's right, we're here to see your heaven-defying imitation!"

  Although Brother Xiao couldn't hear clearly what everyone was shouting, he could guess their meaning with his butt. He shook his head in feigned disappointment and said into the microphone in his unique "Star Master" voice: "I thought that after the previous performance, you would all forget my imitation, but unexpectedly it's still this result (please refer to Zhu Rou Zhang calling a chicken without paying). It's really too disappointing..."

  "Haha……" Everyone was amused by this Stephen Chow-style nonsense and burst out laughing. Although those who hadn't seen "A Kid from Tibet" didn't laugh as hard, they were still drawn in by the majority's laughter and couldn't help but join in.

  "This guy's mimicry skills are incredibly strong, he can do it effortlessly." The reporters took out their cameras and snapped away, while also mentally drafting the content for tomorrow: "Xiao Tang's singing skills are great, but his mimicry skills are equally impressive."

  As for the "Eagle Band" five-man group? They were already stunned, and could only look at each other, shaking their heads in unison, the meaning was very clear, this was a unique skill, so it's better to put away jealousy and admiration!

  "Alright, alright, I'll definitely satisfy everyone's requests later." Xiao Suo Ge ignored others' thoughts and put on a helpless look, innocently blinking his eyes as he continued to say: "However, before starting the magical mimicry performance, I hope everyone can remember one thing..."

  The audience on the scene suddenly focused their attention on the stage, wondering what this funny and talented little Tang wanted to remember.

  "For me..." He stretched out his thumb and pointed to himself: "Imitation is just a skill, no matter how good it is. My best skills are actually singing and being multi-talented..." He looked at the audience below who were clearly shocked by what he had just said, and continued: "I hope everyone can remember this and spread the word. And I will show off some of my talents tonight, so that everyone knows that I am not just a comedian who only knows how to imitate, but a multi-talented young singer."

  "My goodness, this young man is so confident!" The reporters were all "changing color", they had never seen such an arrogant performer since they entered the industry, and even, hadn't heard of one.

  "Is this guy too confident?" The audience in Yuzhou also found it unbelievable. They usually saw those artists on TV, who were all very humble and when faced with praise from the interviewer, would only smile and say things like: "I'm not doing enough, I'll keep working hard, I'm still in the learning phase..." and so on, as if they were all molded from the same template.

  So now, when they heard Xiao Shuai's declaration that was obviously very "arrogant" and self-aggrandizing, they immediately burst into a flurry of discussions. Because they really didn't know what else this young man had besides his already evident singing skills and mimicry abilities that could make him so cocky.

  People who are really capable can confidently and loudly declare it, that's awesome. But if people without much capability do the same thing, then they're just stupid.

  "My god, is this guy out of his mind?" The two sunglasses-wearing women standing near the green belt exclaimed in unison, this kind of person is too arrogant!

  Although they had to admit that the young singer who called himself Xiaotang, showed impressive singing skills and improvisational mimicry, which moved them, and could be considered a highlight. However, with just this level of ability, dare to be so arrogant?

  "It seems that this guy might actually have some killer moves!" The stout, short-haired woman known as Fen Jie exclaimed in surprise, her eyes shining brightly as she stared intently at the stage (though it was too far away and she could only see someone's body), muttering to herself: "If he really has a few more tricks up his sleeve, I'm afraid I might just have to steal him away!"

  "That's great, Fen Jie, if you can snatch him over, I'd love to learn from him about mimicry skills." Another young-looking woman with a slightly frail appearance chimed in with a pleasant cheer: "If he really is that talented."

  "Then let's wait and see!" Fen Jie subconsciously clenched her fists, don't be a fool who just talks big! Young man!

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