Chapter Eighteen

Chapter Eighteen

Chapter 18

The auditorium of the studio is divided into two parts, one part is the seats placed in the open space under the stage, and the other part is the seats placed on the movable steel frame. Usually, in order to free up the activity space of the studio, the seats can be folded and placed on the steel frame. Fold it together, push it to the wall and stick it to the wall, freeing up a large area of ​​the ground.

Due to the high specifications of the studio, it is impossible to make these seats too simple. Therefore, in addition to the customized steel frame, there are matching detachable splicing surfaces made of steel plates and wood panels. After the steel frame is unfolded, the splicing surfaces are assembled. From above, the entire studio looks like a stepped room.

There are many activities in the studio on weekdays, and there are many opportunities to close or expand the stands. The steel frame is specially made and regularly maintained. Considering that there are often concerts here, the strength of the steel frame can be said to be affordable. All the audience above dance together, it is impossible to be overwhelmed by the sitting audience.

So definitely no surprise.

Bai Ju subconsciously pulled Xiao Yao behind him: "Yao Yao, there is movement."

"Seventy percent of the load-bearing steel bars under the auditorium are broken, and the entire steel frame has begun to deform." Bai Ju's voice sounded directly in Xiao Yao's mind, and the transmission efficiency was extremely high, and the problem was clarified in just a moment, "The fracture is smooth. It is flat and there is no misalignment. As long as the movements of the people in the auditorium are not too big, the stands will not collapse for the time being...but there are also many cracks on the splicing panels."

But now is the debut show of the musicians, everyone on the stage can set off bursts of screams, how can the audience in the stands remain motionless; the structures of these steel frames are intertwined, once there is a dislocation and collapse, the rest is dragging After all, there are so many broken pieces; if the splicing boards can't hold up, the stands collapse, so many people poke at the dense steel bars and broken boards, even if the height of the stands is not very high, but placed It is strange that no one is killed in this kind of place where hands and feet have been inexplicably tampered with.

Bai Ju's cool fingertips clasped Xiao Yao's palm, and the structure of all the steel bars under the stands, the condition of the splicing panels, including their fracture positions, were all imprinted in Xiao Yao's mind: "Yao Yao, fix these, Hold on, can you do it?"

Xiao Yao took a deep breath: "Yes."

The broken places on the scene were blooming everywhere. Fixing the spell was not that difficult, but with so many disturbances on the scene, so many cracks were fixed, and he couldn't spare to do other things.

Bai Ju patted Xiao Yao's hand: "Be careful...I'll catch the little things."

"Did you see it?" Xiao Yao was a little worried, "I asked Qu Lang to cooperate with you."

Bai Ju waved his hand: "It's okay, I don't need it for now."

After finishing speaking, Bai Ju closed his eyes and sensed it, then turned and rushed backstage.

In the countless corners under the light and shadow, black fine dots that are difficult to distinguish with the naked eye are surging like ants gathering towards the ant nest; the difference is that these black dots move much faster than the ants.

As soon as the light and shadow flickered, Bai Ju disappeared into the crowd shuttling backstage; while Xiao Yao stepped off the stage from the side, stepped on the stable point of the stands with extreme flexibility, shuttled past, and stood in the last row. central.

Qu Lang in the monitoring room saw him with sharp eyes, and quickly called through the headset: "Brother Xiao, what's the matter?"

Xiao Yao helped the earphones, took out a pocket watch-shaped phantom astrolabe from his pocket, and replied, "As you can see."

Skipping the explanation of the situation, Xiao Yao gestured to the small window of the monitoring room of the studio: "Phantom astrolabe, match the lighting."

Qu Lang nodded: "Got it."

Immediately, he switched to the team channel, and told the team members guarding next to the lighting engineer: "Ah Heng, the lighting phantom astrolabe, find the right time to switch on."

"Received." Ah Heng moved his finger, signaled the lighting engineer to get out of the way, and sat down in front of the controller.

The lighting in the studio has a pre-set program, and the modeling lighting for the pattern has been set up long ago; but theoretically speaking, the lighting equipment that can be used for three-dimensional projection can completely simulate any shape through independent arrangement.

Ah Heng's fingers crackled on the keyboard next to him, and the speed was so fast that there was an afterimage; the light couldn't imitate the entire appearance of the phantom astrolabe, it could only be used as a cover, and it couldn't make Xiao Yao's shots look too abrupt.

The host on the stage was passing through the stage, and after a few random sentences, he began to recall the past, saying that the person who will appear in the future once sang the starting point of life in a late-night open-air venue. In order to create the atmosphere of the year, the The stage becomes the night sky.

The audience below were still very pleasantly surprised, and the atmosphere went up a little bit; they didn't know that this was Qu Lang contacting the director while Ah Heng was turning on the lights, and the host squeezed out a series of words after the director spoke.

After the host's voice fell, he made a gesture of invitation, and the lights dimmed accordingly. On the ceiling of the entire venue, a map of the starry sky slowly lit up; Ah Heng moved his hot fingers, and countless lights came from the ceiling The corners meet and land on the auditorium, which is also a phantom star map.

The musician who performed on stage was very witty, mobilizing the emotions of the audience with the help of lights: "Dear friends, this song will give you the stars of seven years ago!"

Ah Heng twitched the corners of his mouth, and cooperatively controlled the light to cast a lot of fine golden rays of light. Immediately, many audience members raised their hands to catch the stars, but no one felt that the phantom star map that was illuminated on their bodies had anything to do with it. question.

However, as soon as these audiences lift their feet, they will find that the lights on their feet "penetrate" them and print on their feet; not only under their feet, but also under their buttocks.

Naturally, it is impossible for normal lighting to do this. What glowed under their feet was simply the formation formed by Xiao Yao after activating the phantom star disk.

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Xiao Yao didn't intend to seal the breaks one by one, it would be too cumbersome and labor-intensive, and he used the phantom star plate to set up the array, as long as the eyes of the array can withstand it, the auditorium will be as solid as gold.

He can't spend time here, he has to free his hands to find Baiju... This idiot didn't take him along, which only proves that things with hands are very dangerous.

Xiao Yao activated the phantom astrolabe, mobilized all the spiritual power in his body, traced the lines on the ground, and finally bit his fingertips, forcing out a drop of blood. After wrapping it with spiritual power, the blood bead was like a Red beans rolled down in the palm of his hand; Xiao Yao found the right time, and when the singer on stage soared the last high note, he flicked his fingertips and accurately shot the blood beads into the eye of the formation, and the formation on the ground suddenly lit up. Converged all the light.

Ah Heng removed the lights and ceiling of the phantom star map, and heaved a sigh of relief.

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In the backstage of the studio, Bai Ju concealed himself and shuttled through the crowded corridors.

In the messy light and shadow, Baiju could see countless tiny black spots converging from every corner, climbing over the grooves on the wall, gliding across the light tubes and tiles, as if he knew that Baiju was chasing, those black spots provoked They seemed to gather together into strands, hooking Baiju's footsteps and moving along the corridor.

Sure enough, part of the purpose was to lure him to make a move.

Bai Ju remained calm and followed those black spots closely.

The studio is not a high-rise building, and the entire building is only three stories high. There is also a floor underground, which is also used as an underground garage and organ setting. The backstage of the stage is on the first floor. Pass through many rest rooms where props are placed, push open the door of the safety exit, and go down all the way to the basement.

The concrete stairs of the emergency exit were not very wide, and the lights in the corridor were not turned on. When Bai Ju chased the shadow and dodged down, he heard a slight rustling sound.

As a dog demon, Bai Ju can see the surrounding scene clearly through the subtle light in the basement; he can only see countless thick black and fine shadows coming from all directions, messy and entangled like the hair of a water ghost; Eighty percent of them came from under the stands.

It seemed that the steel frames under those seats were indeed broken by these things; in order to lure him out, a part of this thing was drilled out of the ground to attract his attention.

With a click, the door of the emergency exit behind closed, Bai Ju glanced at it from the corner of his eyes, and ignored it.

Instead of worrying about other people's eyesight, Bai Ju felt much more at ease; removing the concealment restraint on his body, Bai Ju slowly walked down the stairs for two steps, and saw those black shadows entangled and erected, gradually Outline a figure.

"You did it?" Bai Ju flexed his wrist, raised his hand to unbutton the two buttons, pulled his hand to the back of the collar, and took off the cool little shirt. Human children's clothing is delicate, and it is easy to be damaged when worn on the body... His original fur is more realistic.

It seems that the black shadow of the human form has not been completely synthesized. Hearing this, the whole figure is distorted, and one or two sounds are uttered from the bottom of the throat, hoarse and difficult to distinguish.

Bai Ju took a look at him, lowered his head and folded his little shirt, and cast a spell to float in mid-air so as not to get dusty.

After two or three breaths, the black shadow was fully formed, turning into a pale man, wrapped in black clothes, with a hint of evil in his bland facial features.

The man said hoarsely, "White King, I have long admired your name."

Bai Ju was unmoved, he paid more attention to the aura of the man in black.

It stands to reason that this kind of person who intentionally creates an accident will have some evil obstacles and blood on his body. In Bai Ju's eyes, he should be bleeding red, but he didn't expect this guy to look clean, with only a dull aura, as if for a long time. Antiquities that have never seen the light of day.

The puppet... is still a very delicate puppet.

Only when the puppet acts according to the instructions can it avoid contamination of karma; because the puppet's instructions are complicated, the person behind the operation can choose some non-aggressive conditions to obscure the puppet's motives.

For example, the restrictive conditions are: Qiu Ziran, height, steel frame, crowd.

The puppet's action command is: Xi Dao.

Under the above-mentioned setting conditions, the person behind it can even hypocritically add another one, and the knife will not hurt anyone; then when the puppet meets the appropriate screening conditions, it will do it, and there is a high probability of cutting the steel frame.

It didn't take much effort for Bai Ju to figure out the way here, and his teeth itch immediately.

People who can make puppets so finely can have a way out wherever they are placed, so why should they attack the crowd?

The puppet didn't wait for Baiju's reply, only two or three seconds later, Baiju cleared his mind and raised his hand without hesitation, turned his fingers into claws, and swung towards the puppet's face with fierce killing intent.

The puppet's stiff expression remained unchanged, and it stepped back quickly, blocking the claw without any surprise. Immediately afterwards, the figures of the two intertwined and blurred in the fierce and silent struggle.

Baiju had tasted a puppet before. Puppets are hard to eat.

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Audience: Wow, that star map is awesome! I give 101 points for the projection, and I won't be afraid of his pride if he gets one more point!

Xiao Yao \u0026 Qu Lang \u0026 Ah Heng \u0026 Director \u0026 Host: ... don't want to talk.

Witty musician: Wow, today's atmosphere is very lively, I didn't expect the director to add scenes to me temporarily, and treat him to dinner later!

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It's still a short distance away, the author saw that it was already two o'clock, and he would get up at six o'clock tomorrow morning, and decided to cherish life orz

If you are free during the day, you can make it up, if you can’t, you have to make it at night Meme Chirp!