Chapter 148 - 130: 460 Is Two 230s
Chapter 148: Chapter 130: 460 Is Two 230s
Gao Yuan hadn’t even left the stage yet.
The roar of the crowd erupted once more.
"Encore, encore!"
Instantly, even Jay Chou turned to Gao Yuan with a wry smile.
He’d guessed this might happen, which was why he had told Gao Yuan to prepare a couple of extra songs. He just hadn’t expected it to *actually* happen.
The stage lift had already begun to descend, but the audience’s cheers showed no sign of stopping.
With no other choice, Gao Yuan reappeared on stage without even getting off the lift.
"Looks like they’re all going to be your fans now!"
Jay Chou said with a pained expression as he watched Gao Yuan walk over.
Seeing Jay Chou’s expression, another wave of laughter rippled through the audience.
After exchanging a few lines of playful banter on stage, Jay Chou once again handed the spotlight over to Gao Yuan.
Gao Yuan took a deep breath. As he looked out at the tens of thousands of glow sticks, he also spotted Xiao Xiao, not far away in the front rows.
Just then, Xiao Xiao saw Gao Yuan looking her way. She actually pulled down her mask and made a finger heart at him.
Gao Yuan’s heart instantly skipped a beat. ’Does this mean I won’t be spending the night alone in that 400-square-meter presidential suite?’
He gave Xiao Xiao a slight nod of acknowledgment before letting his gaze drift to other parts of the stage.
That’s when he noticed the girl from the RV again. She had stood up and was staring straight at him, her gaze unwavering.
Gao Yuan didn’t mind being stared at by a girl, but there was something about her gaze that made him uneasy.
How should he put it?
In her eyes, Gao Yuan saw excitement, longing, and... deep affection.
The excitement was understandable; he was a good singer, after all.
’But what the hell is up with the other two? What is that supposed to mean?’
Gao Yuan quickly averted his eyes, looking toward the audience farther back.
He didn’t see it, but the moment he looked away, the light in the girl’s eyes vanished, replaced by an overwhelming sadness.
She sank weakly back into her seat and murmured, ’Doesn’t Big Brother remember me?’
She repeated the question over and over. Then, as if she’d realized something, she ripped the mask from her face. When she looked at Gao Yuan again, the light had returned to her eyes.
Her bodyguards, however, were startled. "Miss, how could you take off your mask!" one of them hurriedly called out from behind her.
The girl’s only response was an icy glare.
The two bodyguards fell silent, but they quickly pulled out their phones and sent a message.
Just then, Gao Yuan began to speak.
"First of all, thank you all for your support."
"I don’t know what kind of songs you all want to hear, so now I’d like you to help me make a choice."
Gao Yuan had prepared two songs, and he had a pretty good idea that the crowd wanted to hear one of his sad simp anthems.
After all, he had two nicknames online right now: the King of Simps and the Player.
The real reason he was doing this was to interact with the crowd. The stronger the impression he left on them, the better his GY skincare products would sell!
"If you want to hear a sad song, please turn off your glow sticks."
The moment Gao Yuan’s voice echoed through the stadium, entire sections of glow sticks in the Shanghai Stadium went dark.
In less than ten seconds, the entire Shanghai Stadium was plunged into darkness, punctuated only by the occasional glow of a phone screen.
"Alright then, you’re not allowed to cry later~"
"Now, please stay quiet... and turn on your phone flashlights."
With that, Gao Yuan gave an OK sign to the lighting and music directors at the side of the stage.
The stage lights instantly went out.
The music began to play, and a hazy light gradually lit up the stage.
"Who makes your heart stir."
"Who makes your heart ache."
"Who makes you sometimes want to hold them in your arms."
While singing this song, Gao Yuan didn’t showcase his powerful voice. Instead, he leaned into the world-weary texture of his smoky tone.
He sang each line slowly, infusing every word with his own emotion.
The Demon once again whispered from the void, reaching out to every fan in the stadium.
"Who cares about your dreams."
"Who says they’ll understand what’s on your mind."
"Who is moved by you."
These first three lines drew the audience into a contemplative mood, creating an initial sense of emotional suppression.
By the end of those three lines, almost everyone had an answer in their hearts. Whether good or bad, their emotions surged in that moment.
"If a woman always waits until the dead of night."
"Giving her youth without regret, thinking he’ll be true to her then."
"Must a woman never ask too many questions? Is it best she remain forever naive, for the one she loves?"
Gao Yuan delivered these three lines with a choked sob in his smoky voice, and in an instant, the emotional dam broke.
Countless people could no longer hold back their feelings. The tears welling in their eyes began to stream down their faces.
As Gao Yuan sang the latter half of the song, he could already hear waves of sobbing from the crowd. His first instinct was to dial back the emotion.
But for maximum effect—to completely capture the hearts of the women in the audience and make his GY skincare line a massive hit—Gao Yuan steeled himself and compressed the emotion even further.
Just as everyone was weeping in anguish, feeling a profound sorrow for themselves, they were hit with an even more intense wave of oppressive emotion.
By this point, most of the audience had forgotten they were even at a concert.
Their minds were filled with the small details of their own relationships, the bittersweet moments of their lives.
Fortunately, for the final line of the song, Gao Yuan let the emotion soften considerably.