"Tang Hao, it's on fire! It's on fire! It's on fire! "
"What's on fire? Did you guys burn down my villa?! "
That night, as soon as Tang Hao returned to the villa, he saw Zao Miao rushing toward him. She looked as if something big had happened. Tang Hao's first thought was that the demons in his house had finally revealed their true nature after staying quiet for a few days and burned down his villa.
Although they might not have done it on purpose, it was definitely possible that something like that would happen. After all, the Red Fiend Club had been living in an abyss of suffering all day long. If it were not for the Dark Night, Remilia and her sister would have torn it down many times. Even the Boli Shrine had collapsed.
"No, no, it's not the villa that's on fire. It's Ling Meng and the others that are on fire … Come with me!"
Zao Miao said anxiously. She did not care about Yu Ji and the others' reactions. She pulled Tang Hao and ran away. When they arrived at the living room, they saw a bunch of people huddled there. On the huge television screen, a few familiar figures were jumping and dancing on the stage. The overly intense piano and guitar sounds came from the speakers, causing the surrounding walls to shake.
"This is …" Tang Hao was stunned. "This is the show that Ling Meng and the others are on … A Flash of Passion?"
"Yes."
"Why are they on TV?"
"They're not on TV. This is a video that someone recorded and uploaded to Misaka's website. It has more than a million views now!" Zao Miao said excitedly. Misaka Mikoto gave her a sideways glance and retorted, "It's not my website!"
"Oh, so it's a video." Tang Hao came to a realization and subconsciously took the mouse and exited full attendance. Sure enough, it was a video on a certain website. Not only did it have more than a million views, but there were also four to five hundred thousand comments on the bullet screen. These people probably didn't like to see the bullet screen, so they blocked it.
Tang Hao could not help but glance at Misaka Mikoto. A certain website started off with the name Hatsune Miku and could be considered as half a music website. However, the response was probably not good enough. It just so happened that Misaka Mikoto was extremely popular at that time and was unrivaled in the ACG industry. Hence, they borrowed Misaka Mikoto's popularity and changed the website's name to her nickname BILIBILI. Although Misaka Mikoto's popularity was not as good as before, it was not wrong for Zao Miao to say that it was her website.
Of course, Misaka Mikoto did not like the nickname, so it was reasonable for her to retort.
Tang Hao smiled and did not pay much attention to it. He looked at the screen again and realized that the video was uploaded at five o 'clock in the afternoon. It had not even been three hours, but it had already had more than a million views and more than four hundred thousand bullet screen comments in such a short period of time. That was f * cking terrifying, right?
"How is that possible? Didn't they say that Dongfang is outdated?" Tang Hao could not believe it.
"Didn't you see the title?" Mikoto said.
"Title?"
Tang Hao looked up.
"2D Girl Descends to Reality! Bringing You Into the Real 2D World! "
Alright, so it was a clickbait. The title was indeed very explosive.
"Not only that, the official website even advertised it on the homepage. Coupled with the high quality of the video itself, there was a chemical reaction." Mikoto added. Tang Hao took the opportunity to switch to the website's homepage and found the huge advertisement for the video.
Official publicity, explosive title, and most importantly, the girl was beautiful and young enough. It was understandable that it would become popular in an instant. As for the quality of the video …
Tang Hao switched back to the video. In the video, Ling Meng was sitting at the side and playing the piano. She played very hard and seriously, and there was even a rare smile on her face. However, her piano playing was not commendable. Even a layman like Tang Hao could see that she was playing the piano at random. On the other side, Marisa was holding a guitar and dancing. She looked like she was working harder than Ling Meng, but she was just making up the numbers. In the eyes of a professional, the quality of this video would not pass.
The only commendable thing was Tian Zi's song and the special effects on the stage.
The former would get ninety points, and the latter would at least get full marks.
However, these two were enough because this was not a music appreciation video. It was just a comic convention video. It did not need to be of a professional level. As long as it could ignite the audience, coupled with the looks of the three girls … Tang Hao believed that by tomorrow at the latest, this video would be popular in the entire ACG circle.
Thinking of this, Tang Hao instinctively opened the bullet screen, then —
[Wife, wife! This is my wife!]
[Mom, I'm in love!]
[Dream Spirit, whether you are Ling Meng or not, you are my wife!]
[The one above wants Dream Spirit, I will take that Marisa away.]
[I don't care, Peach is mine!]
[Bastard! Where's Ai-chan? I want to see Ai-chan!]
[I just want to drink my wife Ai-chan's foot-washing water.]
[I, Kuafu, will only take a sip.]
[Old rules, kick Kuafu and Shui Wa out first.]
Although he was mentally prepared, Tang Hao was still shocked when he saw the dense bullet screen blocking the entire video. Even with his most advanced computer and the best internet speed, the video was lagging. One could imagine how excited the Otaku watching this video were at this moment.
The only thing that made him speechless was Dream Spirit, Marisa, Peach, Ai-chan. What were these?
He asked them not to use their real names, so they changed the order of their names. Tian Zi became Peach, Alice became Ai-chan … What was the difference between this and using their real names? You guys are really talented!
"Hey, quickly close the bullet screen, I can't see it!"
"Oh, oh, oh." Tang Hao came back to his senses and immediately closed the bullet screen. Then, he saw Zao Miao frowning and asking, "Oh right, what time is it now?"
Tang Hao looked up, "Isn't there a clock on the wall? It's almost eight o 'clock."
"Eight o 'clock, it's almost time. Switch to the live broadcast room!"
"Live broadcast room?"
"Yes, there's a night show at the anime convention today. Originally, Soul Dream and the others weren't supposed to be there, but aren't they already popular? They've already advertised it on Misaka's website. The live broadcast will start at eight o 'clock. There's only two minutes left. Hurry, hurry, hurry!"
Zao Miao urged anxiously. She could not help but reach out to grab the mouse.
There was actually a live broadcast. This surprised Tang Hao, but it was reasonable. After all, in this era, popularity meant business opportunities. With Soul Dream and the others' current popularity, it meant that there were unlimited business opportunities. With a certain website's strong advertising, as long as the organizers of the anime convention were not stupid, they would strike the iron while it was hot and further tap into their potential. Moreover, it was an easy thing to do. All they had to do was give them a venue.
When the audience saw Soul Dream and the others' performance on the live broadcast, some of them would definitely have the urge to go and watch it live. Then, the live broadcast would become popular, and so would the anime convention. It was a win-win situation!
But then again, if a video alone was so popular, if they were to start a live broadcast … would the potato server of a certain website be able to handle it?
Well, it would not be able to handle it.
Just as Tang Hao had expected, once he entered the live broadcast room, he felt what it meant to be stuck in a difficult situation. It was slightly better if he turned off the bullet screen, as it would only pause for three seconds and stop for five seconds. But once he turned on the bullet screen, it was as if his computer had stopped working. And this was the situation where the show had not started yet. Once the show officially started after eight o 'clock … Just thinking about it made him feel sour.
"Sure enough, I knew it." Tang Hao shrugged. He was not surprised at all. Live broadcast accidents were the traditional skills of a certain website.
"I can't watch it. What should we do?" Zao Miao looked disappointed. The others more or less felt it was a pity. In fact, they did not care about the performance of their idols. But now that their friends were going on stage, their mood was naturally different. In the end, they could not watch it even if they wanted to.
Tang Hao looked around and suddenly smiled. "Why don't we go directly to the scene?"
"Go to the scene?"
"That's right. There's nothing going on tonight anyway. Since everyone wants to watch it, let's just go and watch it live. We can treat it as supporting Soul Dream and the others … Sister Zi, what do you think?"
"Sure, let's go together then."
Amethyst put down her teacup and smiled.
…
Shanghai Comic Con, Night Show. After eight o 'clock, the center stage was surrounded by a sea of people. Thousands of spectators had gathered at the moment the show started, and the number was still increasing.
On the stage, as two puppets opened the curtains, tonight's main characters officially appeared in the starry background … Soul Dream, who was wearing a Red and White Witch costume, walked through the air. Marisa, who was riding on a broom, arrived. When the Son of Heaven landed, the rock beneath his feet instantly disappeared from the stage. Alice, who was accompanied by her small army of puppets, arrived late.
They had changed into their original clothes and did not hide their abilities in front of others.
On the beam directly above the venue, Tang Hao and the others sat neatly. Under the concealment of Amethyst's enchantment, ordinary people could not see them at all. Although he was a little troubled by Soul Dream and the others openly using their abilities, he could not be bothered to care about it now. After all, after the founding of the People's Republic, humans were not allowed to become spirits. No one would believe that magic or superpowers existed in this world. Even otakus had common sense.
As long as they did not cause any damage to the people or objects around them, the audience would probably think that it was some kind of special effect with the background of the stage.
As the show officially began, the atmosphere in the venue instantly reached a climax. Tang Hao noticed that Zao Miao's eyes were full of envy. He immediately patted her on the shoulder and smiled. "If you want to participate, go ahead."
"Eh, can I?"
"Anyway, it's already like this. Anyone who wants to go can go." Tang Hao shrugged. "Just say that you are Soul Dream's friends. The organizers and the audience should be happy to hear that."
Since they were already here, Tang Hao did not care anymore. It was just a game, as long as they were happy.
Therefore, more and more people began to leave the stage. In the end, only Yu Ji, Mu Changhong Liqi, Misaka Mikoto, and a few others remained with Tang Hao as the audience.
Yu Ji was really not interested while Mu Changhong Liqi did not have enough impact.
In a stage like this, it did not matter if one was good at acting or not. The key was to be active and have good looks. Mu Changhong Liqi was a proper beauty, but she was still an ordinary person. No matter how beautiful she was, her looks were still within the range of humans. She did not have all kinds of fancy abilities like Soul Dream and the others. Even if she went on stage, she could only be an inconspicuous side character.
In this aspect, Mikoto was similar. Superpowers and Rumble-Rumble Fruit did not increase her charm in terms of looks.
Of course, if she was like Pikachu and released electricity on stage, she would probably be able to suppress the others in an instant. However, that could not be explained by special effects. After all, the audience was not stupid.
However, the two of them did not have a strong desire to perform. It was quite good to be the audience.
Tang Hao looked at the unique performance and felt that it was quite good. Conservatively, it should not be a problem to earn a hundred thousand yuan today. Then, halfway through the performance, he received another message from Megumi Kato.
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