"Dad, you sing along, don't just stand. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

When Zhang Xiaohai pulled up his father Zhang Xun, he didn't forget to remind him. But even if he was already shouting, it was a question whether Zhang Xun could hear his shouting. The singing voice is too loud and neat, and as soon as Zhang Xiaohai's voice came out, it was completely "drowned" in the singing.

However, Zhang Xiaohai no longer needs to continue shouting. As soon as he really stood up and joined the collective ranks of the fans, Zhang Xun immediately noticed something unusual.

On his left and right, in front of and behind him, every fan stood up, and every fan raised his hands and opened his mouth to sing loudly. Such a collective chorus will envelop everyone in the middle of it, so that they unconsciously begin to sing along with the collective action of the large army, otherwise, this person will have an uncomfortable feeling of being abandoned by the collective.

People, after all, are a kind of collective crowd-oriented creatures, and the herd effect is extremely obvious in the process of a large number of concerts, and Zhang Xun is engulfed by this kind of collective chorus of fans.

According to what Zhang Xiaohai told him just now, Zhang Xun was always watching the concert with his mouth open, and after a period of time, it seemed that ...... The buzzing in my ears really got a little better. So when Zhang Xun was pulled up by Zhang Xiaohai, his mouth was also slightly open, just like his nose was out of breath.

It was completely different from the feeling of sitting there with the voice swaying back and forth on the head, as soon as he stood up, Zhang Xun immediately felt that he was tightly surrounded and oppressed by the heavy singing, and he suddenly felt a slight stuffiness in his mouth for a while.

Involuntarily, Zhang Xun opened his mouth wider and breathed rapidly, like a shore fish out of water.

Xiongkou's sense of oppression was a little better, but it was still not enough.

Yes~~~

Zhang Xun shouted helplessly to vent the emotions in his heart.

Hey? It seems like...... It seems that there is a very comfortable feeling when you shout out?

Yes~~~

Zhang Xun shouted again.

Ahhh

Zhang Xun shouted loudly at the top of his voice.

Well, it's more comfortable, do you want to ...... Why don't you try to sing a few words along with it, will it be more comfortable than shouting like that just now?

opened his mouth, Zhang Xun, like other fans, began to sing together in a low voice.

……

In the stadium of 10,000 people, the chorus of tens of thousands of people is in progress, and Ye Zi's voice is transmitted through a professional speaker with a power of nearly 100,000 watts, but Ye Zi's voice cannot overshadow the collective chorus of the fans.

In the stands, almost every fan stood in their seats, raising their hands high and singing loudly while beating to the rhythm. There may be many fans who don't remember the full chorus lyrics, but the sentence "Friends please come with me" is all remembered, so every time this sentence is sung, the fans' voices will be unusually loud and unusually neat, and the momentum of the chorus of 10,000 people can quickly climb to the highest point, and the house ding in the stadium seems to really be rushed out of a big hole by such a song. And once the other lyrics in the chorus are sung, a large part of the fans will just hum along with the melody, and the momentum of the chorus will slip a little. However, such a fall together formed a strange sense of frustration and rhythm, but it made this chorus of 10,000 people seem particularly fresh and vivid.

Standing on the brightly lit stage, listening to the deafening chorus around him, Ye Zi didn't know how to describe how he felt now.

Comfortable? A little.

Happy? There is also a little.

Proud? A little more, of course. But...... If you replace pride with pride, it may be more appropriate and appropriate. Ye Zi is proud of himself, and he is also proud of the fans who are here tonight.

shouted loudly and loudly called on fans like just now, in fact, Ye Zi wanted to try it boldly after seeing some fans stand up, and he didn't expect to be able to do it completely. Although he tried this trick repeatedly on the stage of the night club in his previous life, the whole audience, whether it was hundreds or thousands, would be pulled up from their seats by him and sing along with him. This is also one of the reasons why Ye Zi was able to sweep the night market in his previous life, which made all the night club owners rush to it, and only such an excellent performance effect can be worthy of Ye Zi's high value in the night market at that time. But at a large-scale concert like today's tens of thousands of people, Ye Zi didn't have much confidence in his heart, he just wanted to try it.

Now that almost all the fans in the audience have stood up, the singing is earth-shattering and roaring, so that he can hardly hear the accompaniment of the band clearly, how can Ye Zi feel uncomfortable? How can you not be happy? How can you not be proud?

He has reason to be proud and proud!

Tens of thousands of people stand there and sing in a collective chorus, you can try it with another person, even if he (she) is a superstar singer in the world, you can see if he (she) can do it!

This is definitely not something that can be done with strength and fame alone.

……

Chen Yichen no longer envies Ye Zi, he doesn't have time to think about this now, he is also the same as Zhang Xun, first he was coerced by the loud momentum of the fans who stood up, and then he opened his mouth and sang loudly like those fans.

At this moment, in the gymnasium, unless you are hiding in the background, there is no place that can escape such a huge force.

Chen Yichen was singing loudly.

Zhang Lei was also singing loudly.

Xie Yun, Liu Qi, and Zeng Chun also couldn't escape such a force, and even Wenhui and Shu Yi, as well as the guests who stood at the four entrances of the stage while waiting to watch Ye Zi's performance, couldn't escape the coercion of such a huge force, and everyone opened their mouths and sang loudly.

Their complexions were ruddy.

They are in good spirits.

It doesn't matter if the lyrics are written, just sing them.

It doesn't matter if the melody is not familiar, just open your mouth and sing it.

Every fan, singer, and guest present, including Ye Zi's friends and the musicians of the band, were all engulfed in this huge force, and finally converged into a majestic and sweeping sound!

……

If there are more calm people at such a concert, there are only 20 cameramen. When the sound engineer, lighting engineer, stage manager, field assistant and other staff all howl along with the sound of the scene, they are the only ones who can keep their calm.

Of course, it has to do with the nature of their work, in any case, as videographers they have to keep their cool, otherwise they won't be able to get the job done. However, it also has a lot to do with the fact that they all wear well-sealed and sound-insulating headphones, which they must use when working on the concert site, otherwise it would be bad if the live director's orders could not be conveyed. The existence of such good soundproofing equipment also gives them the best "weapon" to resist this wave of sound that is coming.

But what would happen if these videographers took off their headphones and were completely immersed in such a majestic sound blast?

Well, no one knows.

……

At this time, on the imported broadcast truck outside the gymnasium, the live broadcast director Cai Jianjun was busy nervously and excitedly.

"Unit 1, a close-up view of Pull Ye Zi, give me a close-up of his face, especially pay attention to his eyes."

"No. 2, I want a panoramic view of the stadium, starting from the east stand."

"No. 6, No. 7, east stand, 6 up and 7 down, looking for distinctive fans, give me their close-ups."

"No. 8, No. 9, 8 up and 9 down, west stand."

"Machine 10, machine 11, 10 up and 11 down, south stand."

"No. 12, No. 13, 12 up and 13 down, north stand."

"Machine 14, capture a close-up of the fans clapping their hands and beating the rhythm."

"The 15th camera, give me a panoramic view of the fans with their hands raised, with a telephoto, wide-angle lens, I want to shoot the effect of the jungle of arms."

"Machine 16, give me a panoramic view of the orchestra pit."

"Machine 17, close-up of the keyboardist's face and hands."

"Unit 18, close-up of the drummer's face and hands."

"On the 19th, I swept around the stage and filmed all the guests standing there."

"No. 20, follow No. 19 to sweep around and grab a little close-up."

"Aircraft No. 3, No. 4, and No. 5 maneuvered, capturing pictures of interest at will."

Cai Jianjun gave instructions one after another like a storm in his mouth, and his eyes were staring at the pictures in the 20 monitors around him at any time. And beside him, the assistants and broadcast technicians have all entered the "wartime state", and they are all working intensely and busily.

Being able to encounter such an extremely rare shocking scene in front of him, Cai Jianjun was glad in his heart, but he would never let go of such a good opportunity. His mind was never clearer, and he knew what it would mean to him if he could get the scene on the ground perfectly.

Cai Jianjun has done everything he can. (To be continued.) )