At 3 a.m., the landmines in front of the station

With the support of the women, under everyone's gaze, and surrounded by the sounds of their cat, they performed with all their hearts.

He discovered that people become very relaxed when performing once they let go of their competitive spirit.

For example, when taking an exam, if you think that you'll die if you don't get 95 points, you'll be scolded by your family, looked down upon by your academically gifted roommate, and dumped by your girlfriend who admires you... That's it, the tension will be like a leech, impossible to shake off, and will definitely affect your performance.

But once you start thinking that it doesn't matter if you get 50 points, or even 59 points, it will actually make you feel incredibly relaxed.

The rhythm of the entire performance brings a sense of relaxation because you are enjoying the experience, and the previous pressure becomes insignificant and doesn't need to be paid attention to.

in the corner.

Jiang Nai noticed Yali.

She was amazed that the goddess Ari would appear in such a place, dressed so mysteriously.

As for Ari, not only did she discover Jiang Nai, she had also already spotted Miya, UU, and the elusive Hayasaka Mommy.

In terms of observational skills, no one can match Ari.

Even in the pitch-black audience seats, her keen eye for spies would still manage to spot any familiar faces who weren't disguised.

Even though UU was dressed in strange clothes (cosplaying an astrologer witch), she was still recognized at a glance because she looked too witchy.

"It seems everyone is quite interested in him."

This conclusion was reached with great ease.

And they were very satisfied with someone's appearance.

[This is the type I wanted.]

[His piano skills are also quite good.]

I could accept replacing Miya with him. He's at that level.

There's only one downside.

Too close to the Hare.

[I'm too close to all those cuties.]

Ari narrowed her eyes, which were adorned with crystal silver contact lenses, and stared intently at the shadow of someone on the stage.

The more you look,

The more you like it.

The more you look,

The more interesting it is.

Especially when she thought about how much he admired her online,

Such a relationship makes one want to explore it further and amplify it.

I want to experience what it feels like to be worshipped online and then offline.

Ari seeks extraordinary pleasure.

This kind of pleasure is something that ordinary girls cannot experience.

Besides being "firmly chosen",

She also wanted to observe what the expression of a despairing young girl looked like after losing her beloved.

This is a method of sourcing materials.

A precious and irreplaceable source of artistic inspiration.

“A crying cat must be very cute and worth drawing.”

A picture gradually unfolds in my mind—

The black and pink house cat was wrapped and tightly bound by star-white artificial flowers, which slowly tightened, causing it pain.

The house cat is crying, but Huaying's smile cracks amidst the weeping.

Flower seeds filled the painting.

It is a flower seed, and also a human seed.

"—It's wonderful."

Inspiration struck.

Ari smiled, ignoring the cat's concerned gaze, and turned to leave the venue.

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……

The performance was coming to an end.

The second half of "Seven Colors" had almost no mistakes in the three songs, and even Yuan Xiao had a serious face as she played all the chord passages perfectly.

Su Che was greatly gratified, and could clearly feel that the child's efforts behind the scenes had exceeded expectations.

I need to find some time to reward her when I get back.

Su Che is clear about rewards and punishments. Last time, Bai Chu's appearance disrupted the reward plan, so next time he will give Yuan Xiao a psychological healing session to ensure that she can feel the positive feedback of her own efforts.

Positive feedback is very important. Without positive feedback, it's impossible for someone to persist in doing something for a long time.

That would feel meaningless; the effort would be unrewarded, and the delay would bring no satisfaction.

Give what you deserve.

"Ah."

Su Che turned his gaze to the large screen backstage.

After their own team's performance came to an end, it was time for "Buddha" to be the grand finale.

I thought they would unleash their ultimate weapon in the last three rounds, a devastating blow.

But at the very last moment, an unexpected event occurred.

Su Che listened attentively throughout and noticed that their first two songs were indeed flawless—completely original, performed impeccably, with excellent musicality and rhythm. His team was no match for them.

But during the last piece, Kim Chun-hwan suddenly stepped on a single piece, the most unusual one.

In an instant, Fuzz's volume exceeded the speaker's level, and a piercing noise roared from the speaker.

From an auditory perspective, it's like a wall of sound being pushed in, which is extremely loud.

If one insists on justifying it, no one can find fault with the guitar sound effects as part of an original composition.

But the overall impression is actually not pleasant to hear.

The audience members frowned, startled.

Kim Chun-hwan, a veteran actor, wore a "Oh, I'm sorry" smile.

Then, as if by magic, he stomped on another block, switching the effect back to compression overload.

In this way, the frequency range of the music was finally brought back to normal.

Su Che was a little confused.

The teammates backstage were even more confused.

What is he doing?

"I don't know anything about guitar, but I feel...did he mess up his performance...?"

"Yes, I didn't play anything wrong with my hands, but the effect pedal tone is off."

Is it a problem with the speakers?

"Yes."

"But we just used it and it didn't seem to have any problems..."

"Because we were using our own effects matrix, the pedal he stepped on was a single pedal stacked on top of the amp's built-in distortion effect, in an attempt to create a more solid tone. But in reality, it sounded like the amp's distortion section was burned out."

Su Che offered a conjecture that was as close to the truth as possible.

"It's burned...?"

"Ah."

The women exchanged glances, still not quite understanding.

Su Che reached the final conclusion:

"Mr. Zhang's speakers have a hidden problem. We need to remind him about it after this performance."

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……

No one knew that at that moment, Brother Zhang was sitting in the recording engineer's seat upstairs, his face ashen and frightening.

"damn it."

"You little brat, how dare you play me for a fool."

As a former guitar master and equipment fanatic, how could Zhang Yi not hear the problem that his amp was burning?

Before going out to buy cigarettes, he personally tested the functionality of all the equipment, and there were absolutely no problems. Every knob, every sound effect, and every function was perfectly functional!

How could one of the boxes break in the blink of an eye?

"Damn it, my JCM800 with the 60th generation cabinet cost 38,900 yuan in total. If this bastard dares to break it, he'll have to pay me back tonight."

If I do the math, the total cost of all the tickets for tonight's show wouldn't even be enough to buy a single box.

For some reason, Boss Zhang didn't suspect Su Che at all, and directly assumed that the murderer was one of the two people on stage.

Four musicians touched the speakers today: Su Che, Yuan Xiao, Jin Tianhuan, and Li Encheng.

But Mr. Zhang suspected the latter two first.

"The original price was 4, ask them for 5. The extra should be used for labor costs of moving, compensation for emotional distress, and 'compensation for the end of an old flame.'"

He lit a cigarette, reached for his lighter, and lit it.

You have to understand that every piece of valuable equipment is the result of the musicians' hard work, earned with their own hard-earned gold coins. It accompanies the musicians through a precious part of their lives. If such a thing is damaged by outsiders, Old Zhang would be lucky if he didn't roll up his sleeves and teach his two kids a lesson.