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Actually, a long time ago, Chu Bo's style wasn't like this. He was the same as Zaro. If he had something to say, he would say it directly.
Later on, when Chu Bo released his first solo album, his family members told Chu Bo, "You can be considered an artist now. You have to pay attention to your image and think about your career first if you encounter any problems."
Chu Bo went back and thought about it. That was right! I'm a serious singer. An artist should use an artist's way to fight back! As the ancients said, a gentleman uses his mouth, not his fists. If you have a conflict, I won't hit you. I won't scold you on social media either. I'll write you into my lyrics and scold you out in a concert!
Through practice, Chu Bo discovered that this method of venting was rather satisfying. Later on, it became a habit. Once he was excited and in high spirits, he would enter a state of forgetfulness. He would only remember what he was holding back in his heart and forget about everything else.
Chu Bo had also made preparations for the Star Cup victory ceremony. Actually, Chu Bo was also aware of his bad habits. Thus, after Fang Zhao had selected three songs, he had rearranged them and made slight adjustments to the tempo and style. Although the core was still rock and roll, the accompaniment was slightly more lyrical at the start. This was especially so for the first and second segments. The changes to the first two songs were even greater, making them more suitable for Star Cup's stage. Of course, the most important thing was that it could serve as a "cooling" effect on Chu Bo.
Chu Yang's agent, Chu Yang, had seen the three songs that Fang Zhao and Chu Bo had rearranged, so he was very satisfied with this arrangement.
Chu Bo's mood was good today, and he had made yet another friend. How happy! Once he was in a good mood, he would let loose on this relatively serious and formal stage.
It could be said that by the third verse, Chu Bo's mind was in a heated state, and he was suppressing his rationality. Come on! Fly free! Let's go high together!
Unfortunately, just as Chu Bo was singing high and was about to sing the words he had been holding back … he saw Fang Zhao's expression.
What kind of expression was that?
With a hint of reproach, warning, and … kindness?
Chu Bo's heart trembled.
In short, Chu Bo thought of his grandfather in that instant. The last time Chu Bo made a big fuss, he was called over by the old patriarch to criticize him. He had to write a report and a guarantee letter. He was locked up for a long period of time and received ideological education every day.
Chu Bo didn't have any control over his voice being muffled. It was completely a conditioned reflex of his body. Just as he was singing to his heart's content, he turned around and discovered that the old man was beside him. All the hair on his body instantly stood on end, and his tongue unconsciously tied into a knot!
Luckily, Chu Bo was very familiar with singing, and his professionalism was strong enough. The vulgar words that he hadn't uttered out of his mouth stopped for a moment, and before his rationality had completely taken over, he smoothly continued with the rest of the words.
Chu Bo quickly regained his senses and continued singing. When he saw that the person standing beside him was Fang Zhao, he felt that he must have been singing too hard just now!
Fortunately, the third segment was about to end. Chu Bo controlled the rhythm and recited the lyrics that had gone off track. Then, he smoothly finished singing with the rhythm.
At the same time, the students in the audience were fine. Even if they noticed the "artificial muffling", they wouldn't think too deeply about it. What they liked was Chu Bo and his songs. As for the reporters who didn't know the inside story, they were so shocked that it was as if they had seen the sun rise from the west.
When they had first seen Chu Bo singing high, the reporters who were familiar with Chu Bo's character had been secretly delighted. They had been waiting for Chu Bo to turn on his troll mode and start cursing. Who knew that Chu Bo would actually muffle his voice!
"That just now … was it muffled? Or did I not hear the lyrics clearly? "A reporter thought that his hearing had deteriorated and he hadn't caught the key words.
"I heard it the same as you." The reporter beside him had a face full of amazement.
Many people thought that they were hearing things.
What was even more unbelievable than Chu Bo singing high and cursing on the Star Cup stage was that Chu Bo was actually able to control his mouth and knew how to muffle his voice!
This was simply a fantasy!!
After having debuted for so many years, if Chu Bo had this ability long ago, his status in the music industry would have been much higher! Why would he need to run all over the place to guarantee that he could hold a live concert?
At this time, the reporters didn't think about anything else. The reporters who were rushing to write their articles also stopped what they were doing and listened attentively. They wanted to see if Chu Bo's "artificial muffling" was a coincidence or if Chu Bo already knew how to control himself.
However, the reporters didn't hear Chu Bo curse even after he finished singing.
"Is the bomber really muffled today?"
"Could it be that he doesn't dare to curse because there are elders from the Chu family sitting here?" Some people started guessing the reason.
"That shouldn't be the case. I didn't receive any news."
"The atmosphere and emotions are in place. He was just about to explode, so why did he muffle his voice?"
"Perhaps … it's because his emotions weren't in place and Chu Bo didn't let go."
"I saw that he was in high spirits just now! I'm guessing that it's because of the concert. His manager is keeping an eye on him. In order to get his future concert applications approved, he has to learn self-control no matter how unwilling he is. Look, didn't he successfully control himself this time? He knows how to muffle his voice at a suitable place. Chu Bo's tempo is improving. "
"Sigh, he was forced by the current situation."
They were a little disappointed, but there were many things they could write about. Therefore, the reporters were in a pretty good mood, especially the Jinzhou reporters. They were already using their powerful imagination to come up with all sorts of reasons.
Backstage, Manager Chu Yang laughed excitedly as he walked over to Chu Bo.
"Little Bo, very good! Simply perfect!! I originally thought that you would go off-topic again, but it seems like I underestimated you! " Chu Yang's eyes were red and filled with boundless emotion. He looked at Chu Bo as if he was looking at a pig that he had painstakingly raised for many years and could finally be sold for gold!
However, Chu Bo didn't notice Chu Yang's strange gaze. He was currently in a daze. The performance on stage seemed to have exhausted all his energy. He supported his assistant and fell onto the sofa in the lounge.
Zaro had also arrived at this time. It was boring for him to be alone in the audience, so he came over to talk to Chu Bo. He gave him a thumbs up and praised him. "You're so dedicated! I saw you jumping and jumping on stage with your rich body movements. You sang the lyrics so fast and had to enunciate them clearly. I finally know how tiring it is to sing. Look at how sweaty you are! "
Chu Bo glanced at him but didn't respond. He was still panting and his legs were still trembling slightly.
Zaro continued, "Hey, Bobo, you can't do this. Didn't you say that you were going to hold live concerts on various continents in the future? How many songs do you have to sing in a single performance? You can't even sing one song. Although your song was strung together from three songs and is longer than others, it's still not enough. You have to train more when you have time. Look at me. I worked so much when I went to Planet Bu to help the poor that my abs are even more obvious! "
Chu Bo took the towel from his assistant and wiped the sweat off his face and neck. Of course, he knew what Zaro was talking about. Concerts required sufficient physical strength, but he wasn't like this normally! Not to mention one song, he wouldn't collapse even if he sang ten songs!
However, that song just now was more of a psychological impact and intimidation! In order to not let others see through him, he had to expend even more mental strength to maintain it. It was simply more tiring than singing ten songs in a row! It was already good enough that he didn't stutter!!
"Hey, Bobo, tell me. When you were singing just now, that hand gesture. How did you do it? It's pretty cool. Teach me when you have time. "Zaro gestured twice.
"Mmhm." Chu Bo came back to his senses and gave a perfunctory response.
"Also, you should at least sing a duet with Fang Zhao. Even if Fang Zhao's singing isn't good, you should at least sing shoulder to shoulder. You can lead him in singing, just like when we usually sing karaoke. Wouldn't that be fine?" Zaro felt that Chu Bo wasn't a good friend and only cared about himself.
Currently, Chu Bo was allergic to the name "Fang Zhao." When he heard Zaro mention Fang Zhao, embarrassment flashed across Chu Bo's face. He was embarrassed to tell others that he had mistaken Fang Zhao for his grandfather on stage and had nearly stuttered.
As for a duet?
Chu Bo shook his head vigorously.
My f * cking legs are still wobbly!!
At this moment, Fang Zhao walked in from outside. Chu Bo quickly swept a glance at him before shifting his gaze away. After a short while, he looked back as though he was trying to find something from Fang Zhao's face.
Chu Bo thought to himself, Actually, Fang Zhao doesn't look like him anymore. Misconception. Everything is a misconception. I was just scaring myself!
Luckily, the results of this performance were good, but this psychological shadow wouldn't be removed in the short term. Chu Bo recalled the predicament he had been in when he faced Fang Zhao. Ever since his debut, this was the first time he had been scared off the track while singing!
In any case, Chu Bo didn't intend to tell others. It would be shameful!
At the same time, he decided that he wouldn't perform with Fang Zhao on the same stage as long as this psychological shadow wasn't removed! He might be able to sing this time, but he might not be able to next time. What if?
Fang Zhao didn't know about Chu Bo's inner turmoil, but he could see that Chu Bo was a little afraid of him. Even though Chu Bo concealed it very well, Fang Zhao could still see through some minute details.
Actually, Fang Zhao had the mentality of an elder. When he had performed with Chu Bo on the same stage, he hadn't wanted to steal the limelight. Later on, when Chu Bo had gotten too carried away, Fang Zhao had increased his presence. His goal was to tell Chu Bo that there was someone else standing here and not to get too engrossed in singing and forget what he had said before going on stage.
Fang Zhao hadn't expected that he would scare Chu Bo to this extent. Thus, he hadn't come over immediately after the performance and had given Chu Bo some time to calm down.
Now, it seemed like Chu Bo still hadn't completely calmed down.
Am I that scary? Fang Zhao didn't understand.
Seeing this situation, Fang Zhao said a few words before leaving. Chu Bo's expression had stiffened and his entire body was uncomfortable. Fang Zhao didn't plan on making things difficult for him. Luckily, Chu Bo hadn't used profanity during this performance. Presumably, it would be easier to apply for future concerts.
Only after Fang Zhao left did Chu Bo relax. He said to his bodyguard and former cemetery guard, "You were right. This Fang Zhao person is really too scary!" He actually made me have misconceptions!
Former cemetery guard: "…" He completely didn't understand. It was just a performance. How could he have such a deep understanding?
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