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"Hmm."
Pei Muchan pushed open the last door in front of the stage and slowly walked out.
Hum!
All the lights in the venue went out, leaving the stage illuminated only by a few dim ambiance lights at the edges. In the faintly glowing scene, particles of dust floated in the air.
A sliver of dim yellow light suddenly hit the stage, moon-yellow and vaguely fluctuating.
In the guest gathering hall, Hou Xueheng crossed his arms in front of his chest, and at the moment he saw the light on the stage, his eyebrows twitched, almost subconsciously recalling "Hurry, That Year."
The entrance for the weather forecast was truly too impressive, the melody starting again felt almost like having watched an entire movie.
This kind of performance technique similar to stage plays first extremely tests the planner's aesthetic judgment. Secondly, the song must have content, high-quality enough to accommodate a story.
