don't call me singer

Chapter 755 "Dawn"

Although Gu Xiaobai didn't help sing, but he also has helpers.

The biggest difference between Gu Xiaobai and other DJs is that he is not just a DJ, nor a producer of EDM dance music.

He's a genuine musician across genres.

In his music, any style, any instrument, and any sound are just one of countless elements.

Therefore, he also called the Bad Boy and the Bell and Drum as supplementary elements in his music.

In this world, there is no kind of loudspeaker that can simulate the sound effect of bells, drums and zithers.

Nayao's voice was like a dragon. When hovering and hovering above people's heads, the repeated human voice singing was added to Gu Xiaobai's music.

Its daybreak!
The storm is over!

The BPM of the music is gradually reduced, and the rhythm and drum beats have become more elastic, more relaxed, and more atmospheric.

The muffled drums disappeared, replaced by the muffled bell.

This genre has changed again!

TRANCE!Psychedelic!
On the huge screen, the words changed again.

"dawn"!
It is no longer the urgent and destructive "Storm", and it is no longer the "Same Boat" where people must work together and use collective strength to survive safely.

This is a ray of dawn.

People loosened their clenched hands, raised their heads, and listened to the bells echoing back and forth in the sky, as well as the psychedelic dance music, shaking their bodies as if in a trance.

Relaxed, distracted, one with nature and man.

After the storm, that frantic to exhausting.

After being in the same boat, I struggled until I tried my best.

Up to now, the people on the beach have lost their strength.

Their bodies are already exhausted, and their spirits have also become sluggish.

No one can be high from beginning to end.

This point was taught to Gu Xiaobai by the DJ on duty when he went to the nightclub.

In the psychedelic, elastic, reciprocating rhythm, in the long, reverberating, and decaying bells, everyone has a feeling of being out of their bodies.

Their eyes were blurred, looking at the pieces of blue rushing in front of them, stepping on the beach that gradually became soft after being soaked in sea water, shaking their heads that were gradually losing consciousness, shaking and twitching as if being hypnotized collectively, Preoccupied.

Behind the DJ stage, Gu Xiaobai raised his head.

His right hand controls the player and mixer, and his left hand is stretched out, gently swinging in the air.

The crowd seemed to be moved by his hand, falling to and fro.

Intangible music, like radio waves diffused among all people, condenses all people into a collective will, and Gu Xiaobai's hands are the magic wand that manipulates the group.

They stretched out their hands, as if worshiping, and swayed with the rhythm.

It is like the ancients greeted the arrival of a new day after the polar night.

In a trance, it seemed that a round of red sun was gradually rising from a distance, and the warm light was shining on everyone.

At the venue, the lights gradually changed from icy blue to warm yellow.

In the distance, on the Zhongjun ship, all the lights are slowly turning on.

The huge spotlight at the bow of the ship shone towards the beach, like a ray of sunshine, finally shining on everyone.

Countless people can't help but open their arms, as if they want to throw their bodies into that ray of sunshine, into the psychedelic paradise...

Even if you want to destroy yourself, even if you want to burn yourself.

If at this moment, there are still people who are consciously controlling their will and are not affected by the music, they will definitely feel that they are in a large cult scene.

Behind the Zhongjun, wisps of smoke began to rise and spread in all directions.

The "fog of history" slowly covered the sea surface, and the faint blue sea disappeared, turning into a sea of ​​white clouds. A psychedelic feeling.

Then the music faded away and the bells faded away.

The psychedelic people woke up one by one, looking around in a daze.

Where am I?

Am I not on the beach, at an electronic music festival?
What about music?
Is it over?
How am I above the sea of ​​clouds?
How am I in the sky?
Is all this true or false?Am I dreaming, am I falling asleep?
"Oh my god! Oh my god! Oh my god!"

"I'm going, what happened just now?"

"Damn it, my whole body is out of my body!"

"If Xiaobai throws a party every day, I swear, even those shitty drug dealers will lose their jobs! God, I want to do it again!"

"Is this over? Is this over?"

"No! Do it again!"

Countless people looked at Gu Xiaobai behind the DJ booth.

Dancing at an electronic music festival is a completely different experience from going to a concert.

This kind of feeling makes people fall into madness and madness, immerses them in philosophical thinking and feels out of their bodies.

Since ancient times, music has been closely related to religion, because there is nothing easier than music to make people's consciousness enter another world.

Behind the DJ booth, Gu Xiaobai's right hand was still raised high, pointing to the sky.

Seeing Gu Xiaobai's action, everyone's eyes widened.

It's not over yet!

No!

Certainly not yet!
Sure enough, in the next second, Gu Xiaobai's right hand fell heavily again!
With a "click", the extremely explosive thunder sounded, shocking everyone.

Then, the sky lit up.

A projection from nowhere was projected on top of their heads.

It was dozens of bells suspended in the air, emitting golden light.

They don't know what technology is used to project them, they are extraordinarily realistic, and have a naked-eye 3D effect.

They float in the air, shining golden.

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning struck the biggest bell among them.

With the sound of "Duang...", a heavy bell rang, and then the electric current jumped among countless other clocks, making a low "hum" sound of the electric current shaking the air, and a "sizzling" sound of the electric current itself.

These two voices greeted the bell again, turning the bell into an electronic sound.

What a tone!
What a fairy sound!
"This is not the sound when Xiaobai entered the eye of the storm..."

That kind of lightning, the sound of hitting Zhongjun's lightning protection device!
Suddenly, the thunder and lightning in the sky, between the clock and the clock, constructed two lightning characters: "Break the boundary!"

In the next second, the word "breaking the boundary" was defeated by a bolt of lightning. In the sky, countless bolts of lightning fell from the sky and landed on everyone.

"I'll go, I'll go, this light effect!"

I don't know if it's an illusion or something else, they even feel their bodies are numb!
No, that's not electricity, that's adrenaline!
That's uncontrollable hormones!

And throbbing from the heart!
In the next second, bolts of lightning violently hit countless clocks in the sky, making sounds of different heights, manic rhythms, and electric sounds, making the crowd crazy again.

Come on, high!
(End of this chapter)