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The various continents' cultural bureaus refused to allow Chu Bo to hold a concert, fearing that it would have a bad influence and that something might happen. Chu Bo's mouth was too good at stirring up trouble.
Many people had teased Chu Bo for his habit of cursing when he was excited. Every concert, there would be people waiting for this point to start flaming him. This time, many reporters had also thought of ways to enter the Star Cup. Because the Star Cup's victory ceremony wasn't broadcasted live, many reporters weren't satisfied with the edited videos and had edited out the highlights. For videos that involved Chu Bo, the original version was naturally better. Therefore, even those reporters who hadn't received an invitation would think of ways to obtain an admission ticket. This was especially so for the entertainment reporters from Jinzhou. They fully displayed their professional skills just to obtain an admission ticket. It was very difficult to sneak in without an official ticket. The security was too strict.
The students were especially excited today. Even those who usually kept a straight face were smiling.
A reporter took a few photos of the venue and complained to his colleague, "There's no program list."
"It can't be helped. Those students suggested it themselves."
Actually, there was a program list for the Star Cup's victory celebration at the beginning. However, the students who participated in the challenge later felt that there would be no more surprises if there was a program list. Therefore, they suggested to the organizers to remove the program list, which resulted in the current situation.
Of course, the invited guests had already prepared their programs. They just had to follow the arrangements of the organizers.
Fang Zhao and Chu Bo's performance was fifth, and they were neither up nor down. Taking advantage of the fact that it wasn't their turn yet, Chu Bo rehearsed with Fang Zhao for a while.
Chu Bo always brought his own band when he performed, and the typical accompaniment band couldn't keep up with his tempo. Concerts were all live accompaniment, not recorded accompaniment. He was not used to recording accompaniment. Only live accompaniment would give him the feeling. The most important point was that Chu Bo always liked to improvise, and a pre-recorded accompaniment was too restrictive for him. It affected his performance, and he had emotions when he sang.
As for lip-synching? Chu Bo didn't lip-sync. On the contrary, many people hoped that he would lip-sync, because once he was on the platform, no one could control him. Every performance was something that could not be replicated. For example, every time he got high from singing, he would lash out at people. Many of Jinzhou's celebrities, from celebrities to politicians, he would lash out at those that others did not dare to lash out at, and he would always hit the nail on the head.
Chu Bo's manager, Chu Yang, looked at the time and exhorted Chu Bo once more before he went on stage. "Watch your mouth after you go on stage!"
"Yes, yes!" When Chu Bo heard the staff instruct them to prepare to go on stage, he hurriedly nodded his head and looked at himself in the mirror. From his hair to the soles of his shoes, he felt that he was really handsome to the point of vomiting blood today. He took a photo of himself and posted it on social media to show off.
Compared to Chu Bo's flamboyant style, Fang Zhao was more reserved.
Chu Bo scrutinized him and said to Fang Zhao, "You will be suppressed by my radiance if you wear this. Do you want to change? I brought several sets of clothes with me. "
Nanfeng nodded his head inwardly. Previously, he had also suggested that Fang Zhao wear something brighter. Although this outfit was suitable, compared to Chu Bo, it was clearly much less eye-catching.
"There's no need. This will do," Fang Zhao replied.
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At the venue, the world-famous football star sang a song and interacted with the students before leaving the stage.
Two lucky students were selected to interact with him on stage. They took the signed jerseys, returned to their seats, and carefully folded the jerseys. They planned to bring them back to the hotel after the performance to buy a delicate box to take home.
"I wonder who's going up next?"
"There are only five left."
The reporters were also discussing in low voices.
"When did Chu Bo go up? Is there any insider news? "
"My camera is ready. I'm just waiting for him," a young reporter from Jinzhou said.
"I'm different from you guys. I'm here mainly to film Fang Zhao. It's an assignment from the chief editor."
As he was speaking, the lights dimmed and the curtains were pulled open.
The grayish-blue lights cast a circular spot on the stage. Within the circular spot, a person was sitting in front of a piano.
The melodious sound of the piano kicked off. It was like a wasteland under the night sky, filled with lush greenery.
When the students saw the person in front of the piano, they burst into enthusiastic applause. They were still very interested in Fang Zhao.
The reporters also started to get busy.
"Fang Zhao?"
"Not bad, performing a piano solo?"
"But why does this melody sound a little familiar …"
That reporter hadn't even finished speaking when an explosive sound rang out.
The students and reporters below the stage were all stunned. Finally, there was a roar of applause and shouts.
There was no one else but Chu Bo who could sing such a unique style!
"Chu Bo?"
"A joint performance! It's actually a joint performance between Fang Zhao and Chu Bo!! "
"I really didn't expect that these two would cooperate."
Especially the reporters from Jinzhou. When they heard the song, they even suspected that they were hallucinating. Otherwise, why would they hear Chu Bo's voice during Fang Zhao's performance?
They couldn't be blamed for being so astonished. Chu Bo had always performed alone. It was extremely rare to see him perform with others on the same stage. Otherwise, it was a deliberate arrangement for the program to coordinate with others. However, a stage like Star Cup was still rather formal. Chu Bo wouldn't usually perform with others on a more formal stage … No, it should be said that very few people were willing to cooperate with Chu Bo on a formal stage.
Then why would Fang Zhao agree to perform with Chu Bo?
This was a topic that could be hyped up!
After regaining their senses, the entertainment reporters who had obtained their admission tickets with great difficulty became even busier.
On the stage, under the dim spotlights, a figure walked out from the back of the stage. The students erupted in even more intense screams.
One could see Chu Bo's status in the hearts of the students from this scene. If it wasn't for Fang Zhao being used as a benchmark by the military newspaper and arousing the intense curiosity of these students, their voting results might not have exceeded Chu Bo's.
The three songs that Fang Zhao had chosen were all written by Chu Bo for secondary school students. When these three songs were strung together, it was like a miniature version of Chu Bo's "Student Series".
Fang Zhao had done his research on the background of the compositions.
There had once been a fan who had been in secondary school who had written a letter to Chu Bo. Apart from expressing his admiration, he had also written about his predicament and asked about his fucked up youth.
When he reached secondary school, he was one step closer to adulthood. His way of thinking had taken a leap. Although he hadn't officially stepped into society, he had already started to come into contact with and understand all sorts of people in society.
That student had told Chu Bo that he had walked towards his youth with a longing for youth. He had carried enthusiasm and hope through the four seasons, but he had discovered that the world was far from perfect and was filled with flaws. He had seen the painful, miserable, and filthy side of the world. The so-called youth was nothing more than a farce interwoven with mistakes and endlessly beautified by scholars.
He had been plagued by all sorts of troubles during puberty and had endured pressure from all sides. Too many tears, too many cries, all of it had been drowned in the endless darkness. He felt very tired and very painful. He didn't know whether this stage was the springboard for his dreams or a grave. He was very perplexed. He didn't know whether the pain of youth had already been extended. How could he find his place in this world? Should he still persist in following his original path? Even if he told his parents, they wouldn't understand. He loathed everything in this world, including himself.
After that, Chu Bo composed a few songs that people jokingly referred to as the "Secondary School Series".
The three songs that Fang Zhao had chosen had been strung together after being adapted. The first segment was like a misty cloud. It was indistinct, like a train passing through the wilderness and entering a sleeping city. Perplexed people sat in the carriage, looking out at the world outside the window. Occasionally, there would be an imposing figure standing alone or indulging in unbridled joy. The second segment was like the first appearance of a sky full of stars. Under the thick inky sky, bright yellow and serene blue flowed brilliantly. The psychedelic colors magnified all sorts of desires, enticing the people who came. The third segment was like a blazing flame extending towards the sky. It wasn't to destroy everything, but rather to illuminate the dark night.
For many people like the fan who wrote the letter, Chu Bo was a kind of sustenance. He was the spark that guided them to persevere in the dreams in their hearts. When they were in a haze, he gave them the strength to resolutely move forward.
Fang Zhao also felt that Chu Bo was a pretty good kid. Most of his songs had a kind of positive momentum … except that his mouth was a bit annoying.
The notes went from elegant to impassioned, and the lighting changed between the melody and the song. It went from gloomy, cold, to restless beams of light, and finally to fiery scarlet flames on the large screens.
When the third segment entered, Fang Zhao stood up from the piano and took out an electric guitar that had been placed behind him. The guitar was Chu Bo's. Originally, Fang Zhao had planned on borrowing it from the main board. After confirming the collaboration, Chu Bo had handed over his own guitar to Fang Zhao. This instrument had been custom-made according to Chu Bo's requirements. The colors were bright, and the design was as flamboyant as Chu Bo's personality. It gave Fang Zhao a sense of visual aggression.
The drumbeat behind him grew stronger as the venue heated up.
The students became even more restless. It was as if they were using all their strength to scream and roar. Zaro also let out weird shrieks.
Fans loved Chu Bo's powerful aura on stage, his resolute gaze, his unrestrained personality, and his tensed energy that refused to admit defeat.
Unlike in a recording studio, the body language in the venue burst forth with powerful energy. The emotions that gushed out expanded to every corner of the venue.
A few self-restrained students were able to maintain their calm at the start, but their emotions quickly flared up.
The atmosphere in the venue was too good. Today's mood was too wonderful. Chu Bo was too engrossed, and in his excitement, he got high again.
When Chu Bo got high, he had a well-known behavior — changing lyrics at the last minute!
And once Chu Bo started to change his lyrics, there was an extremely high possibility that he would start to flame!
Practically the moment Chu Bo's lyrics changed and entered an even more intense phase, the accompanying band behind him understood that a situation had arisen again!
Even so, the accompanying band still cooperated and carried on. In any case, this sort of situation was very common, and Fang Zhao was already used to it.
As for Fang Zhao, before Chu Bo's lyrics changed, he already had a premonition. When this situation occurred, Fang Zhao paused momentarily. He was considering whether to forcefully bring Chu Bo back to his original track or to cooperate with the accompanying band and carry on.
In the end, he chose to cooperate with the accompanying band and carry on, taking a step forward.
Offstage.
Before Chu Bo changed his tune, although the reporters had obtained sufficient news today, they still felt a little regretful. When Chu Bo got high, he couldn't control his mouth and let it fly. Every incisive line would explode the venue. This kind of entertainment reporters loved, but it was a pity that they hadn't seen it until now.
"Looks like Chu Bo came prepared today. He hasn't gone off the rails yet."
"I heard that his manager, Chu Yang, who is rather capable in the entertainment circles, has been running around various continents to discuss collaborations. He wants to discuss Chu Bo's live concerts. My guess is that if Chu Bo can control himself well this time, he should be able to obtain approval for his subsequent concerts."
"No wonder Chu Bo is so restrained today."
"No, why do I feel that he is showing signs of going off the rails again?"
"Is that so?!"
The reporters' spirits were roused once again.
Backstage, Chu Yang's suspenseful heart had never been at ease.
When Chu Bo had started singing, Chu Yang had been silently chanting in his heart, "… control … control … control …"
As Chu Bo's manager and a fellow clansman, Chu Yang understood Chu Bo all too well. He had a bad premonition when Chu Bo's emotions got a little overheated.
Chu Yang: "Don't don't don't … f * ck!"
When he heard Chu Bo change his tune, Chu Yang couldn't help but curse out loud. He wiped his face with all his might, and his face instantly turned ashen and filled with despair.
It's over, everything is over.
Whatever concert, it's all over!
Compared to Chu Yang's crumbling mood, the reporters were ecstatic.
"Chu Bo is singing high again!!"
"I wonder who he is going to flame today!"
"As expected of our great Jinzhou's number one flamer! He can fly even on the Star Cup stage! "
"Right! Just like that! Let them see what it means to let loose like a runaway bull! What it means to be so powerful that it makes one's hair stand on end!! "
Chu Bo, who was completely oblivious to everyone's mood, had really gotten high. He had gotten too high, and when he had entered this state, he had completely forgotten about everything else. His manager's words had already been tossed far away, and he had even forgotten that this was the Star Cup victory ceremony stage.
It was just that when he swung his arm forcefully to the side, Chu Bo saw Fang Zhao standing not too far away. When he met Fang Zhao's gaze, his tongue suddenly tied into a knot. The vulgar words that were about to come out of his mouth were silenced by this momentary pause.
The reporters who were gearing up for battle: "???"
Chu Yang stared at the stage in shock, as if he had seen a miracle.
At this very moment, Chu Yang was crying tears of joy, his eyes brimming with hot tears.
He did it!
He actually really did it!
Looks like Chu Bo still remembers what I said!
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