Chapter 737: Oh, those damn eyebrows!
In Jakarta, in the nightclub Redragon, the loud music has been going on for half an hour.
Countless men and women danced selflessly on the dance floor, sweating and sweating.
On the Internet, photos of Gu Xiaobai, who is wearing a pair of flying eyebrows and a mask, have been spread all over the world.
The group of young ladies who followed Gu Xiaobai in first sent the information to their friends, and then quickly spread in the wealthy Chinese circle who like to go to nightclubs, and then radiated to the entire network.
And now, countless people are screaming hoarsely into the phone or typing with their hands at a rapid pace.
"Come on redragon!Oh my God, I'm DJing!"
"It's Xiaobai, it's really Xiaobai!"
"Why did he draw eyebrows like that...... Xiaobai can also DJ?"
"No, I'm going crazy!"
Yes, it's going crazy!
Music can be a medicine that heals the soul, an engine that can cheer up, and a stimulant that makes people lose their minds!
In order to demonstrate his restored drums, Gu Xiaobai used a pair of drums to make a group of middle-aged and elderly history professors in the entire conference room can't help but dance!
And now, he has a DJ mixer, a set of old-fashioned DJ playlists, and a playlist of his own compositions.
In this playlist, every song is considered old-fashioned and rotten street dance music in the DJ field.
But being old and rotten means that they are actually very good in their own right, and they have been on fire.
Although their vitality was gradually drained by time, in Gu Xiaobai's hands, it was rejuvenated.
The same thing is called dirt in the hands of some people, but it is called retro in the hands of others.
It became a style, a style.
In Gu Xiaobai's hands, one after another once popular dance music was seamlessly connected in the ** part, adding the core and elements of Gu Xiaobai's own works, and turning them into a brand-new mixed work that no one had ever heard.
And wave after wave of high-explosive dance music, like a deadly stimulant, a dose injected into everyone's body.
It makes people look like a girl in red dancing shoes, unable to control their limbs.
Can't help but dance, dance!
Till death rest!
"I'm dying of exhaustion......"
"No, it's so high!"
I'm really going to be exhausted!
I can't stop!
No, I don't want to stop either!
Please let me die of exhaustion!
I still want to continue!
Many of the people present have been visiting nightclubs for many years, but they have never been so high.
Offstage, Ben looked at Gu Xiaobai on the stage sluggishly, and even Lao Wang, who hadn't danced much, was already high and twitching comically on the dance floor.
Usually, people will use big touch to describe the great gods in the hands of the painting, describing them as tentacle monsters, but now, Anton really thinks that Gu Xiaobai is a real big touch!
The touch of the tentacle monster!
On the stage, Gu Xiaobai had already turned on the third DJ player next to him, and while he used the two DJs to seamlessly cut songs, he connected the ** part of countless hot singles, and at the same time listened to Ben's old-fashioned song list with a headphone, looking for a bridge that could be used.
With an unparalleled memorial of music, everything he had heard was imprinted in his own brain, and all the elements were broken down, reassembled, and given new meanings.
The current Gu Xiaobai is like a film editor, using countless scattered shots and DJ mixing stations to splice together a high-explosive action movie.
Hand-to-hand combat, fist-to-hand, gunfights, gun-gun headshots.
And every man and woman dancing on the dance floor feels that they are the main characters in this movie!
All the lights, all for me!
All the rhythms, it's for me!
The whole world is for me!
Lao Tzu is the master of the dance floor, I am the master of this world, it's me!
This is the difference between a DJ and an ordinary singer, a good DJ, he can always make the people in the audience high.
Even the one that was the tallest in the audience!
Ben listened to his playlist, danced wildly, and shouted at Anton, "Hey, He Is Good!"
This kid is amazing! And, here's my playlist!
Who says my playlist is tasteless!
Anton shook his head: "He Is God!"
This kid is a god!
How was he able to cue the most appropriate and accurate clip in so many materials, and then put it in the most appropriate position and then play it? Didn't he even have to count to eight beats?
How did he instantly complete the beats of those BPM80-180 music and adjust them to the appropriate speed?
And looking at his relaxed and methodical appearance, he doesn't seem to be tired at all!
It's as simple as eating a side dish.
In fact, the three DJs can't quite keep up with his rhythm!
This is usually the kind of thing that a creative DJ can do in the background using electronic music production software, and it takes days or even months to do it!
And he did it on the spot so easily!
What made Anton even more crazy was that just now, when Anton found that his store was about to burst and had to restrict the flow of people, he knew that this young man standing on the stage, his name was Gu Xiaobai!
That's the Gu Xiaobai who made the whole of Southeast Asia crazy!
Damn, he didn't even recognize him at first!
Interracial face blindness is really hopeless.
Blame those damn eyebrows!
Speaking of eyebrows, Anton looked up at the stage.
Gu Xiaobai wore a baseball cap, a mask, and ******.
But the eyebrows were still so protruding, like a pair of wings that wanted to fly out of his face.
Gu Xiaobai is also dancing with the rhythm on the stage, and he needs to use this sense of rhythm to help him beat and control the time, so as to reduce the burden on his brain.
In other words, he is now a human metronome, and the control of the time and beat has been completely handed over to the body's instincts.
This made him happy too, and his expression was quite rich, which perfectly matched the four words "eyebrows flying and dancing".
Moreover, the first two words should be bolded!
Those two eyebrows are like they can dance.
One moment high, one moment low, one high and one low.
Anton couldn't help but stare at it for a while, hahaha, these eyebrows are really funny.
In the crowd, someone suddenly let out a scream and cheered.
I saw several young ladies, dancing neatly, and on their faces, they also painted a few Zhang Feimei with the same style as Gu Xiaobai!
Flying obliquely, the eyebrows that are frantically upward, straight into the sideburns, are said to be in a huge contrast on a few beautiful faces.
There is another ...... Inexplicably handsome?
The young ladies were obviously masters of the night game, and their dance moves were professional and handsome, and they quickly squeezed through the crowd next to them and circled a small open space.
Gu Xiaobai's eyes looked at this corner of the dance floor, and then the big screen followed, enlarging this corner and projecting it on the big screen.
Gu Xiaobai's hands switched, accelerating, transposing, treble gain, and in an instant, the high-pitched chant of Mount Everest shot through the eardrum and went straight to the sky.
With a surging dose of adrenaline, it rushes all over the body.
The young ladies screamed "ah" and danced wildly, as if they were crazy and demonic.
The whole audience, the explosion.