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Chapter 431 Unexpected Appearance

After Zhao Donglai and the older generation left, Gao Shuang looked at Number One.

No. [-]'s eyes turned to Gao Shuang after several people walked away.

The two did not communicate with each other, No. [-] nodded to him, then took two steps back sideways, faintly forming an encirclement trend with a few flat-headed people around him.

Surrounded Gao Shuang, He Xiaoling, and the five members of the Black Thorn band.

In this case, the fans who are close to Gao Shuang can respond as quickly as possible whenever there is a trouble.

He Xiaoling had seen No. [-] and the others, and she also noticed the surrounding situation at this time.

Seeing that Gao Shuang didn't talk to No. [-] and the others, she pretended not to know and didn't mention it.

From eight o'clock, the world's top ten rock bands have taken turns to play.

Various styles of rock music opened the eyes of Gao Shuang and He Xiaoling.

Pagan metal, Viking metal, indie rock, etc., have everything, and the level is high enough.

These bands organize a separate concert in their respective countries, and the ticket prices are ridiculously high. It is really profitable to see them live at the music festival.

However, there are also disadvantages here. The location of Bryant Park is really limited. After tens of thousands of people are squeezed in, there is no rest area at all.

The fans could only leave the stage if they couldn't move anymore.

At around ten o'clock, Gao Shuang and the others went crazy for half the night, and they were a little exhausted. Even Matthew and the others were exhausted.

"Let's go, let's find a place to sit, our performance is about to start!"

Kane of the band found Gao Shuang nearby, and yelled at the two of them with a huge sound.

"ok! ok!"

Gao Shuang responded to Kane's suggestion with gestures and shouts.

Under the leadership of Matthew, several people walked to the backstage from the passageway where they came in.

Gao Shuang has been to the backstage of the show quite a lot, but it was the first time for He Xiaoling to see the preparations behind the show. She wiped her sweat and observed here curiously.

The backstage is set in a tall building behind the stage.

The doors of the building are connected to the site with closed temporary access walls.

Entering the building is a hall similar to a convention and exhibition center, which should be rented temporarily, and the area is quite large.

At this time, there were still many bands making preparations, and there were no fewer than ten bands, and they were distributed in the exhibition hall without being crowded at all.

Some were laughing and chatting, some were smoking and drinking, some were playing with musical instruments.

The style of these people is outrageously bold. There are old men with big beards and backs, high heels in stockings, and heavy makeup girls wearing only a loose rivet vest. There are all kinds of men and women, and most of them are men. .

After Gao Shuang and the others entered, only some people with nothing to do took a casual look.

Seeing that Matthew was leading the charge, someone at the scene hummed inexplicably.

As the few people gradually deepened, the unfriendly atmosphere became more and more intense, and many people pointed at them.

Gao Shuang's keen hearing made him hear a lot of weird words.

"The black thorns are here again."

"This group of people are really thick-skinned! They come here every year."

"Hush, their guitarist, Matthew, belongs to the World Arts Association, and I heard that he spends money on it every year."

"Aren't all well-known bands invited to participate? No matter how much money you can come?"

"After twelve o'clock, there will be a private sponsorship venue. This is already a common practice. It is like this in every music festival..."

"..."

Hearing this, Gao Shuang couldn't help but look back at it, not ashamed but proud. Matthew, who was very shy while walking, asked in a low voice, "You paid for the music festival yourself?"

"NO! NO! NO!"

Matthew stretched out an index finger, waved it to Gao Shuang, and said, "I have some sponsorship funds for art promotion in my hand, and the cost of making the appearance of Black Thorn meets the expenditure standards of these sponsorship funds."

Gao Shuang couldn't help grinning, good guy, it doesn't count if you spend money on the music festival, and what the hell is using public funds.

How far has this band stretched their hips?

Gao Shuang had also searched for the music of Matthew's Black Thorn Band on the music platform before, but unfortunately the search results were blank!
He was a little interested in Matthew and the others at the moment.

The main reason is to hear what earth-shattering songs this band that is despised to dust can sing...

Matthew proudly said to Gao Shuang: "This New York Cantonese Music Festival, our Blackthorn will definitely become famous all over the world!"

Gao Shuang raised his eyebrows, and said noncommittally, "Are you so confident?"

"From 12 o'clock to 30:10! We won a total of [-] minutes of performance time!"

Matthew said: "Such a long performance time for a single band is unprecedented at the New York Cantonese Music Festival!"

Gao Shuang was silent for a moment, then asked: "...how much did you pay?"

"Don't talk about such a vulgar topic as money!"

Matthew patted Gao Shuang on the shoulder and smiled mysteriously: "Dear Shuang! I will give you a huge surprise tonight!"

Gao Shuang asked, "What surprise?"

Matthew decided to sell this crown to the end: "You will know when the time comes, I believe you will like it!"

Gao Shuang shrugged: "As long as you are happy..."

Gao Shuang is still wearing the suit he wore yesterday when he participated in the announcement, mainly because he looks more or less mature this way.

But at this time, although the button of the suit jacket was unbuttoned, it looked a little energetic, but it was still a bit out of place with the rock players around.

Ignoring the playful gazes around them, Gao Shuang and the others walked to a corner near the back of the venue.

A lot of musical instruments have been piled up here, some are packed, and some are scattered here and there.

"This is our thing, let's practice first, and we'll be on stage later."

Matthew pulled out a guitar and said, "It's cool, you can take your girlfriend around, or find a place to rest for a while. If you want to go back to the scene, you can also go through the passage."

Then he opened a square bag, took out two cans of beer and threw it to Gao Shuang: "Remember, come here at eleven o'clock, I have something for you."

Gao Shuang didn't go far, and led He Xiaoling to find a place in the venue to sit down and rest.

I don't know how the beer was preserved, but it was still cold.

He took a sip of cold beer fiercely, and Gao Shuang felt comfortable all over his body.

Looking at Matthew and the others not far away, they have already started to fuck, practicing like no one else.

The talkative Kane is the drummer, the long-haired Gray is the bass player, the shorter Neil is the keyboard player, and Philips, the most handsome among them, is the lead singer.

Matthew, who looks like a captain, is just a guitarist.

When Philips sang, he only had two voices of "Aoao" in the gap, and he didn't feel that he was in rhythm.

Drummer Kane would be messed up for a while after he finished "Aww", as if he was overwhelmed by the sudden passion...

And there's Gray, with his long hair tossed, strumming the bass, with a well-resonant bass that's full of mistakes.

The only normal one is Philips, the lead singer.

The main reason is that the heavy metal style he sings has no tune at all, just shouting with a hoarse voice.

As for rhythm...

Drummer and bassist can't match up, you still want rhythm?

What is rhythm?
Gao Shuang looked at them and felt that he was about to commit embarrassment and cancer.

This level is not as good as one-half anger, how can he have the face to rub against such a world-class venue?

Are Omi people so confident?

He pulled He Xiaoling a little further to the side.

Although I knew that Blackthorn was unreliable, I just didn't expect it to be so unreliable.

This level is embarrassing for high school students, and I can't blame the surrounding rock bands for casting contemptuous glances at them.

What a pity!

Gao Shuang cast a sympathetic look at Matthew and the others.

He still has a good impression of Matthew and the others. If he had met this group of people earlier, he might have been able to fix them up like he trained Qian Cai.

But now there is still more than an hour before the stage, I really feel powerless.

The audience is going to suffer!How innocent!

But seriously, the worst bands should be the bands that lined up from 12:30 to one o'clock...

Let the Blackthorn people go up like this for half an hour, I am afraid that the audience will almost leave the stage.

The last few bands who also paid a lot of money really spent money to buy loneliness...

Gao Shuang simply ignored the group of Blackthorns and chatted with He Xiaoling.

Anyway, it's not me who is ashamed, I don't see it, I don't see it!

Bands kept coming on stage and leaving, and two or three new bands entered the backstage one after another.

The noise outside was still the same, and the carnival atmosphere had not weakened in the slightest.

When it was nearly twelve o'clock, Matthew ran over, and he excitedly said to Gao Shuang: "Our performance will start soon! Do you want to go to the front to see it?"

"Walk, walk, the time to sit here is not short."

Gao Shuang pulled He Xiaoling up and said anxiously, "We should go back after watching your performance."

His physical strength is better than He Xiaoling's, and he didn't feel much after tossing here for half the night.

However, He Xiaoling was obviously a little out of spirit.

After strenuous exercise, the longer a person rests, the more fatigued he will feel.

If it wasn't for the support of the black thorns, Gao Shuang would have left the stage with He Xiaoling long ago.

Following the screaming Black Thorn Band, they walked towards the entrance again, and parted ways at the fork in the stage.

Gao Shuang and He Xiaoling returned to their positions near the front of the stage.

At this time, several people from Blackthorn had already appeared on the stage, and they were warmly greeting the audience in the audience.

The audience also gave a particularly enthusiastic response!

"FK! It's actually a black thorn!"

"It's already eleven o'clock! I've seen the program. They're going to perform for half an hour."

"Shit! Don't you lose your face at the New York Cantonese Music Festival?"

"One session is not as good as one session!"

"Let's go! I hope there's still a subway."

"..."

Gao Shuang felt that the people around him were almost disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Half of the spectators turned around in unison and headed towards the passage.

Even the dozen or so white banners that had stood firm all night drooped down, like something indescribable after being extremely excited.

Everyone in Blackthorn didn't seem to see the audience's reaction at all.

After taking the stage, he put on a posture and sang.

The passionate rock and roll singing was sent to the audience through the loudspeaker, making the audience's footsteps quicken a bit.

"This group of cousins ​​are raised!"

"Go! Go!"

"I'm going to die! Who can shut them up!"

"..."

Gao Shuang saw with his own eyes a mineral water bottle leaping over the heads of himself and Aunt He, and accurately hit the drummer Kane, causing him to subconsciously step on the drum pedal, completely messing up the bad rhythm.

The song ended, just over three minutes, but it seemed like a century had passed.

The audience in the audience did not escape much.

The main reason is that there is only one door to enter the field, and it is not very big.

Only a thousand or eight hundred people walked out in 3 minutes, and the rest of them were in a panic.

Trapped so many audiences here to listen to their brainwashing, Gao Shuang was really afraid that someone would shoot a few shots at the stage.

"Let's follow the crowd and walk slowly..."

Gao Shuang squeezed He Xiaoling's hand and comforted Aunt He who was slightly frightened.

It's not that my friends are dishonest, after all, I've had a lot of fun after playing for a day, and I really don't want to suffer this crime for the last time.

"Hi!"

At this moment, Matthew on the stage suddenly shouted: "Dear fans! Today I invited a talented Chinese rock singer! Let him control the time for the next song! Please, my dear My friend! Cool!"

Gao Shuang, who had already retreated with the crowd, suddenly stopped when he heard Matthew's voice.

He looked back to the stage in disbelief.

But he saw Matthew half-bent his legs, pointing his hands at his position.

That pose is rock and roll!
The bassist Gray next to him suddenly raised his hand and threw something at Gao Shuang.

The lights were too bright to see what it was.

But Gao Shuang subconsciously raised his hand to catch it, and took a look.

This is actually a suona!
"Kang is busy! Dear Shuang! What are you waiting for?"

Matthew greeted with the most passionate tone.

Holding the suona, Gao Shuang didn't come to his senses for a long time.

He looked back at He Xiaoling, but saw that Aunt He was also looking at him with a smile in the corner of her eyes.

He Xiaoling said softly: "Go, I didn't see you singing with your real face last time at the music festival."

Gao Shuang's eyes wandered back and forth between the stage and Aunt He's body a few times, and suddenly he laughed: "Okay! Then I'll show you Aunt He a rock with my true colors!"

After He Xiaoling nodded, Gao Shuang leaped onto the stage.

The audience also noticed the movement here, and many people stopped to see what happened.

People follow the herd, and when one wave responds, others follow.

More and more people turned their attention to the stage again.

The stage is not high, and it is not too difficult for Gao Shuang to step on the stage from the front.

He stood beside Matthew and lit the suona in Liang's hand, and said helplessly, "This surprise for you is really sudden."

"There are even more surprises!"

Matthew grinned and shouted into the microphone, "music!"

The music is back!

The tone is not very exciting, and the tone is very simple.

But Gao Shuang was startled when he heard the sound.

Although it feels a bit awkward and the rhythm is a bit chaotic, he knows the tune well!
Matthew blinked wildly at Gao Shuang, and Gao Shuang remembered the suona in his hand.

Hastily raised, a high-pitched voice pierced the sky!

Loud, exciting!
But it fits perfectly with electronic music!

In an instant, all the flaws of the Blackthorn band were covered up.

"Play the drums to the cool rhythm!"

Matthew yelled to the drummer, and then bumped into the bass who was frantically shaking his long hair: "Stop shaking, you too!"

In Gao Shuang's suona sound, the band finally united!

The audience was attracted by the music full of Chinese style.

More and more people stopped, without him, this style is really unique for Omi fans!

Suddenly someone from the audience exclaimed:

"This is Huaxia's Song Emperor Wang Xingren!!!"

"I know him! Oh buy Karma!!!"

"He actually appeared with Black Thorn!"

"I heard that he held a film conference in the theater yesterday, but I didn't expect to perform on stage at the music festival!"

"It's the first time I'm listening to Huaxia-style rock, it's really cool!"

(End of this chapter)