Mysterious Assistant of the Washed-Up Queen-Chapter 522 - 335: Luxurious Fragrance Lady, Domineering Entrance_2

Chapter 522: Chapter 335: Luxurious Fragrance Lady, Domineering Entrance_2

"..."

"You are the Green Light, unlike any other sense of meaning,"

"So uniquely you,"

Unlike the previous concert, in Kun City, there were some subtle changes to the songs performed.

Actually, to bring a different experience to the audience, it’s common for tour concerts to have variations in the song lineup at each venue. One reason is to keep things fresh, and another is that for some singers, a single concert can’t cover all their songs because they have too many.

But Xu Qingqiu didn’t have that many songs. Although she couldn’t perform them all, there was very little room for adjustment. The only solution was to change the order of performance, trying to showcase different styles to give the audience a unique experience. Even for a few songs, Chu Tian had specifically helped with some adaptations, creating different versions of the songs. Opening with "Green Light" was precisely based on this consideration.

"Alright, finally time for a break~"

After just finishing five songs, Xu Qingqiu was breathing heavily, but her face showed a happy expression. Even though sweat had soaked her hair and streamed down her skin, it couldn’t hide the smile on her face or her radiant beauty. Seeing her so cheeky and cute, the audience below boiled over with excitement. After all, who doesn’t like their idol acting coquettishly?

"HAHA, thank you, thank you everyone for your love~"

After expressing her thanks, Xu Qingqiu took the opportunity to rest for a bit before continuing, "Last time, our young Li Guang was my guest performer. It seems many people liked him, and perhaps some of you came specifically for him today.

"I’m very grateful for that, and very happy. Young Li Guang was thrilled about it for a long time after he returned.

"But you know, our studio has more than just young Li Guang; we need to give others a chance too, right?

"Some friends might be disappointed that young Li Guang isn’t here today, but why not enjoy the works of others? You might like them too?

"So, next up, let’s hand it over to Phoenix Legend!"

After saying this, Xu Qingqiu didn’t linger long. She bowed slightly, then turned and walked towards the backstage.

As for the audience’s reaction? She could imagine it without even looking. Most people naturally wouldn’t mind; they were there for the concert after all, and she was the main act, so there wouldn’t be much commotion. As for the minority, maybe they’d have some opinions, but on such a big stage, with so many people, she definitely couldn’t please everyone. Apart from feeling sorry, there wasn’t much else she could do.

In the past, this situation would have troubled her. Young people are like that, always aiming for perfection. But only those who have experienced it understand that it takes all sorts to make a world; tastes are too varied, and you can never satisfy everyone. Making choices is what’s most important; satisfying the majority is already quite an achievement. Perhaps this is the realization that comes with growth.

It took Xu Qingqiu a long time to understand this principle, which is why she could so calmly make that statement onstage. As for any resulting criticism, she could now face it with equanimity, unlike before when she would be fraught with anxiety.

"Wait, Phoenix Legend? This name sounds familiar, doesn’t it?"

"Huh? Never heard of them. Are they famous?"

"How could that be? Didn’t she say they’re a new act?"

"Looks like Xu Qingqiu is really committed to supporting new talent. She’s not going to feature a new act at every concert, is she?"

"Hold on, so who the heck is Phoenix Legend?"

"How would I know? They must’ve debuted not long ago, like Li Guang, right?"

"Damn! I remember who they are now!"

"Ah? Who are they?"

"Look, I just searched it up! It’s actually them?"

Indeed, curiosity can be a powerful motivator. Some people just keep asking, while others had already whipped out their phones to search. If they hadn’t searched, they wouldn’t have known, but the search results nearly shattered their defenses.

"Damn!"

"DAMN!!!"

People around who saw the results on their phones let out a collective "DAMN!" as if they had coordinated the response. They were collectively astounded.

"It’s actually them? No way?"

"My goodness, I finally escaped my grandma’s clutches! How could I still encounter them here!"

"Oh my god, they’re not going to sing ’The Most Dazzling Ethnic Style,’ are they? Might as well kill me."

"I can’t. I need to go to the bathroom first!"

"Me too. This is too much. I just came to see a concert. Why this? Do they have to haunt us even here?"

As those around them began to look forlorn, others who were originally indifferent due to the distance also became curious.

"Hey guys, what’s wrong? Why the long faces?"

Seeing that there were still people who didn’t know, those who had just learned the truth immediately said with sympathy, "Brother, you don’t know who Phoenix Legend is, do you?"

"Ah? Phoenix Legend? Isn’t that the act that’s about to go on stage? What about them? Are they famous or something? Or do they have some sort of dark history?"

"Hey! Dark! Too dark! It’s like there’s no end to it!"

"Ah?"

"BOOHOO, brother, have you ever heard a song called ’The Most Dazzling Ethnic Style’?"

"’The Most Dazzling Ethnic Style’? Nope, never heard of it."

"Never heard of it? Really never heard of it? You know, the one that goes ’The vast horizon is my love, under the boundless green mountains...’"

"Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop! I’ve heard it! Don’t sing anymore! It’s been playing outside my apartment building for a whole year! Please, spare me!"

"So you have heard it! I knew it! How could you not have heard it?"

"Alright, alright, so that song is called ’The Most Dazzling Ethnic Style’? Now I get it. But what’s this got to do with Phoenix Legend?"

"Relationship? It’s a huge deal! Because it’s their song!"

"What the hell?! You’re saying?..."

"Right! Just like you’re thinking. I’m off now, going to hide in the restroom for a bit. You just stay here and listen. But remember, hold yourself back, don’t start dancing along!"

"Hey, hold on, I’ll go too! Can’t do this, I can’t take it..."

At this moment, Yang Lin and Chen Feng, who had just come onstage from backstage with smiles all over their faces, immediately felt less than thrilled when they saw the constant stream of people heading for the exits in the audience.

What does this mean? As soon as we come on, people head for the bathroom? In groups, no less? Is that really necessary? The show just started! Are their kidneys weak, or do they just not like us? Even if they don’t like us, do they have to be so obvious? Isn’t that too hurtful?

Yang Lin and Chen Feng felt their little hearts had received a fatal blow.

They’d thought they could ride the big boss’s coattails to fame, and this is what they get? What a blow!

Visibly, the two newcomers’ faces slowly turned awkward and gloomy; their expressions were no longer the happy ones from before, even carrying a tinge of anger.

Backstage, Chu Tian very sensitively sensed this and quickly picked up the communicator to give a reminder, which calmed the two down. As a result, when the two of them sang, they clearly put in much more force, obviously channeling their anger into the song.

"Cliffs face each other across the stream"

"In Weining Grass Sea, the buckwheat flowers bloom"

The melodious tune rose, and some in the audience nodded slightly, thinking it wasn’t bad. But as the singing commenced, some couldn’t help but sneer a little, shaking their heads in resignation.

"Just as I thought, it’s that style again."

"It’s just too rustic."

"Newbies are newbies."

For a while, apart from the two performing on stage, the area below was silent.

This situation lasted for quite some time until...

"Wumeng Mountain follows peak after peak"

"Moonlight sprinkles down on Roaring Water Beach"

"Is there anyone who can tell me"

"It’s as if the heavens themselves are calling you"

Filled with anger, Yang Lin wasn’t even thinking about stage fright; the concept didn’t exist for her right now. All she wanted was to vent! To vent fiercely!

"Over a mountain, across a river"

"Passing through thousands of mountains and rivers, never lonely"

"Your prime years have become legend"

"The blossoming azaleas never wither"

Not only Yang Lin, but inspired by her, even Chen Feng began to feel a surge of momentum, and their stage presence changed. Once somewhat reserved, they now let loose, as if they had become invincible, exuding an air of looking down on the world. It was that ’to hell with everyone’ kind of feeling.

But it was precisely this attitude that suddenly gave the song a soul.

"Holy shit!"

"Holy shit, holy shit! It’s good!"

"Damn, it made me jump! So freaking invigorating!"

"Awesome! What the hell is this song?"