Chapter 440: The stage belonging to the lucky band
Looking at the miserable audience, Tang Tang lowered his head listlessly.
Jiang Yu couldn't hide the loss in his eyes. He finally made an appearance at the Shiyin Music Festival, but the audience was only about a thousand people?
Xu Zimian took a deep breath and smiled brightly.
Putting his hand on Tang Tang's shoulder, "Big sister, didn't you mean to make a stunning appearance?"
A slap on Jiang Yu's back, "Brother Jiang Yu, it's time to show your second grade!"
Jiang Yu smirked and rubbed the tip of his nose, "Don't you dislike my middle school? Would you like me to restrain myself? And..."
He's not a baby anymore, and it's embarrassing to let him reappear all of a sudden.
"Ouch" Tang Tang slapped Jiang Yu's back with a slap, "Who once said that the head can be cut off and the blood can be shed, and the second grade can't be lost?"
Jiang Yu's head shook like a rattle, sternly rejecting what he said.
This shameful black history, forget it!
Pei Yan smiled and slapped Jiang Yu on the back, "I still have your secondary school collection at home."
"Pei Pei Pei... Brother Pei!" Jiang Yu hurriedly begged for mercy, "The hero doesn't mention the history of the second middle school!"
Seeing the interesting interaction of the four, Lilina giggled.
Suddenly I understand why Xiao Mianhua wants to start with a new song. This is the bond of the four members of the lucky band.
The audience stood lazily in place, casually playing with their phones.
After one singer finishes the performance, there is fifteen minutes of preparation time for another group of singers to perform on stage.
The short fifteen minutes was very difficult for the audience.
At the World Music Festival, the most important thing is music.
Now that they have entered the preparation period, they can go to other stages for a walk.
When the four of Xu Zimian were ready, there were not even a thousand people on the huge stage.
Xu Zimian held the microphone, and her bright eyes met with her friends.
Similar uniforms give them different temperaments.
Xu Zimian wore a black fluffy lace skirt, short at the front and long at the back, with a big bow that hung down her left waist.
Black boots just exposed her knees, and silver bandages were wrapped around her slender legs.
His long black hair, for this performance at the World Music Festival, was permed into big waves and draped over his body obediently, and a small golden crown could be faintly seen in his hair.
The makeup is heavy, the red lips are like a fire in full bloom, and the corners of the eyes are outlined with gold and red glitter to outline the burning flame.
Tang Tang, who doesn't like to wear skirts, wore a black long skirt with high slits, and she could faintly see black thick-soled short boots.
The hair was combed into a neat high ponytail, and the burning fire earrings shone with dazzling brilliance under the sunlight.
Pei Yan was wearing a black leather jacket with a simple white shirt under it, and unbuttoned three buttons to reveal his **** collarbone.
The flame pattern drawn on the collarbone is looming, making people want to peel off his clothes and find out.
Jiang Yu is also wearing a black leather jacket and a white shirt, but his style is a little exaggerated compared to Pei Yan.
The belt is full of silver chains, and the back of the black leather jacket is embroidered with exquisite three-dimensional flames with gold and red threads.
Lilina, standing under the stage, clapped excitedly, circled her hands into small trumpets, and shouted, "Little Cotton, I love you! Come on, Sister Tangtang, I'm fortunate to meet the band!!"
Xu Zimian winked at Lilina playfully, and the golden red flame jumped lively with her blinking.
The four of them looked at each other in tacit understanding, and an intense electronic sound sounded, like a silver-purple lightning, carrying the might of thunder, cutting through the sky sharply, bringing an instant shock.
The audience, who bowed their heads and played with their mobile phones, raised their heads dully.
The music bursting in their ears drew their minds, raised their hands excitedly, and danced to the music.
People who enjoy food at nearby stalls, subconsciously search for music, and surround themselves in front of the stage.
The audience, who had wanted to leave, stood still and raised their heads in disbelief.
The lazy sunshine sprinkled on the stage and turned into a natural spotlight, shining on the four of them.
The icy cold wind that blew, blended with the music, and brought tremors to the audience again and again.
Xu Zimian in the center of the stage, enjoying the stage to the fullest.
The loud high-pitched voice seems to pierce through the clouds and let the whole world hear her singing!
Xu Zimian is the backbone of the lucky band.
Under her leadership, Jiang Yu, who was still a little restrained, completely released his nature, and the movements of playing the bass became more and more exaggerated.
The twisting body, the extreme back and the waist, the audience couldn't help whistling and shouting the magical boy.
Tang Tang hit the drum face more and more handsome and unrestrained, with smiling eyes, like a high queen, staring at the subjects listening to the music.
Pei Yan raised his head from time to time, and looked at Xiao Mianhua's back with gentle eyes.
In a trance, he recalled the first time he played with Xiao Mian on the same stage.
"What? The middle stage exploded?!!"
"Yeah! If you don't rush over, I'm afraid the flow will be limited!"
"Which shortlisted singer is singing?"
"Did you know the lucky band?"
"Oh! My God! Why is my beloved Lucky Encounter scheduled for noon?"
Xu Zimian's melodious singing reverberated in the venue, penetrating people's souls.
More and more audiences rushed to the middle stage, which can accommodate 8,000 people.
Fearing a stampede, the staff quickly organized and began restricting the audience from continuing to enter the mid-stage.
A dissatisfied voice sounded, "Damn it! Who the **** put the lucky band on the middle stage?"
"Brother, don't talk about the middle stage, even if it is a big stage, it is estimated that the current must be limited."
The audience who could not enter the stage had to surround themselves outside, listening to Xu Zimian's trembling high-pitched voice.
Xu Zimian did it, and the lucky band did it!
They transformed the lazy sunshine into scorching temperature, igniting the fire in the hearts of the audience.
What tiredness?
In the face of shocking music, it is not worth mentioning.
More and more listeners come here, even if they don't squeeze in, it doesn't prevent them from enjoying the sound of nature brought by the lucky band.
Such warm music is simply their greatest expectation, noisy and dancing.
After the song was over, Xu Zimian gasped slightly and looked back at his friends.
Looking at the crowd of people in front of me, I can't tell the pride and excitement.
Is one piece of music enough?
The fire in their hearts has been ignited, and they don't mind turning into a prairie fire!
Shouting loudly: "Encore Encore!"
"Fortunate to meet the best band, Little Cotton is high!!"
"I haven't heard enough, one more song!"
"Encore!!"
Xu Zimian bent down slightly and thanked everyone for their support, "This song "Flaming Stars" is a gift from our lucky band to give to you. I don't know if you like it?!"
The word "like" turned into a wave, layer upon layer.
No amount of words can fully express their love for this band.
Xu Zimian smiled brightly, ""No Flowers in the Fog" is for you!"