"Hiss..."

"Wow, it's so big!"

"It turns out that the equipment is separate."

"Is the lounge here? It's a bit far..."

Let them explore freely backstage, Qin Jue went to the control room alone.

Not long after, there was a "pop" sound, and all the lights in the infield and backstage were dimmed.

"Eh?!"

Shi Yan almost stepped on Yu Lan, but he caught him.

The darkness lasted for about three seconds. The lights came back on, and the three rows of lamp posts on the ceiling slowly moved downward, casting nine circular light spots on the stage.

One after another, with shock and excitement, several people tentatively walked onto the stage and walked under the spotlight.

Qin Jue also came to their side and stood in the shadow.

"Have you put all the things I asked you to put away before?" she asked warmly.

"Hmm!"

The children all nodded.

"Okay."

Qin Jue took out his cell phone and clicked on it. Soon, dozens of seats in the inner field and outside were lit up. They were fluorescent sticks inserted next to the seats. The light was colorful but very weak.

She was stunned when she saw nine little guys.

"It's not as hot as you think, is it?"

Qin Jue walked forward a dozen steps, jumped off the stage, and walked to the first row of the infield.

"QianSe" and "Not Gray" stood on the stage, looking down at her, both stunned.

"The sea of ​​fans' lanterns and all kinds of lanterns in your fantasy, this is what you can see on the stage."

The venue was too spacious, and Qin Jue's words were echoed, "Look here, in the first three rows of the infield, you may be able to see the faces of the fans clearly, but if you are far away, you can't see anything."
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"Why are there glow sticks, banners and light signs? Because you can't see the fans at all.

"Standing on the stage, you can only hear their screams, cheers, and swaying lights. But you won't know that this little girl has a cute logo sticker on her face, and that girl has exquisite makeup.

makeup, a boy from a certain place brought his girlfriend over, and a family stood beside an office worker from a certain place."

Qin Jue looked up at "Not Gray" and "Qianse".

"In your eyes, 'fans' are a big group, passionately cheering for every move you make and every song you sing. You enjoy the love and support, but you can't see each of them properly.

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She pointed to the glimmer of light behind her and the darkness behind it.

"The knowledge point I want you to know today is that the stage is lonely."

Qin Jue said, got up and continued walking backward, reaching the middle and back row of the infield.

Here, she has to speak louder to reach the ears of the children on the stage.

"Although the audience is shouting your names, sometimes you don't even know if they are real people."

Qin Jue said, "You are singing, dancing, handsome, cute, and glamorous, but if the light only shines on you like it is now, your eyes will actually be dark."

Jiang Qing'e on the stage suddenly took a step back, and Lou Lan and Xing Yufei, who were standing on both sides of her, looked over quickly.

"I..."

Jiang Qing'e hugged herself like a small animal, her face was pale, and there was an indescribable confusion and panic in her expression.

"I feel so small..."

Standing here, facing such an empty and wide field, the only thing that can be felt is the insignificance of human beings.

Think about it, a venue with 80,000 people.

The eyes of 80,000 people are watching your every move, their faces and figures are hidden in the darkness, they chant your name fanatically and pursue everything about you.

...terrible.

The dark auditorium is scary.

Everyone realized this fact belatedly, and immediately got goosebumps all over their bodies.

Xia Song's face turned pale and he silently took half a step back.

Suddenly a hand reached out and grabbed his wrist.

Xia Song reflexively wanted to throw it away, but he couldn't bear the thought and then raised his eyes and found that the person holding out his hand was Yu Lan.

But he was shaking even harder than himself.

They had imagined all kinds of powerful scenes, cool lights, explosive special effects, loud and exciting singing and dancing, but when they really stepped on this stage, their breathing became tight.

"Rejoice!"

Qin Jue's voice suddenly sounded, unusually bright.

"Luckily you still have teammates around you."

In the darkness, there are still people beside you and behind you.

Xia Song's pupils tightened, he paused, and he held Yu Lan with his backhand.

Then more hands stretched out, it was Shi Yan, it was Yang Jihan, it was Liang Yixuan.

The five of them were involved in each other, like "Not Gray" a few meters away, and stood firm on this frightening stage.

"Fans are also audiences, and they are the ones who review your business strength." Qin Jue continued, "It is difficult to be a high-quality idol. You will complete the performance under various invisible pressures, pressures, and gazes. You must always smile cheerfully and optimistically.

Let’s convey this joy and happiness to our fans.”

"You have no right to complain openly. You cannot show your grievances and sadness. No matter what, you must put the performance first.

"Yes, the audience is innocent, and so are you, but the transaction between you is like this. The fans have obtained spiritual and emotional needs, and you have obtained some spiritual support and motivation, as well as the true information on your bank card account.

Gold and silver."

Qin Jue's tone suddenly became harsh.

"When you make money, don't complain about hardship! Is the stage scary? Is the performance tiring? This is the inevitable price of enjoying flowers and praise!"

The familiar instructor's tone made everyone subconsciously startle and straighten their backs.

"It's not easy to be an idol." Qin Jue said calmly, with a slightly restrained tone, "Be mentally prepared."

It's easy to say that you can hold your own, but it's very difficult to do.

Qi Shuang took a deep breath.

"Understood!"

Her voice spread very far, and soon, eight other voices with different voices followed.

"Next, seats will be randomly selected." Qin Juewei nodded and took out his mobile phone.

"Liang Yixuan, second floor, 98F, come over."

"Received!"

When his name was called, Liang Yixuan held the stage with his hands and turned over. Even at a trot, he ran for four or five minutes. He stared at the sign in the dim light for a long time to find the designated seat.

It's on the right side of the middle of the second floor, on dozens of steps. It's no exaggeration to say that it's almost sixty or seventy meters away from the stage.

Shi Yan and others who were still on the stage were stunned for a moment.

Liang Yixuan was clearly standing there. He was so tall and conspicuous, but he was quickly submerged in the darkness.

This isn’t even the highest and farthest seat.

"Liang Yixuan!"

Shi Yan suddenly took two steps forward and shouted with all his strength.

"This - here -"

There was no microphone, so their shouts fell into each other's ears, and in the end there was only a soft ending.

The more spacious the venue, the more inconspicuous a person is.

"Next, Lou Lan, infield, 45A."

Qin Jue continued.

Lou Lan also quickly climbed off the stage and ran to that place.

Only her petite figure could be seen on the stage, which was not very clear in the dark, only a blur.

Qin Jue operated a few more times, and the side screen in the venue lit up.

Lou Lan and Liang Yixuan were stunned at the same time.

Completely different from the video...

So small.

The distance is too far, and the screen showing large close-ups is only a small rectangular piece, which is not even as clear as usual on mobile phones and computers.
Chapter completed!