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Chapter 222 Explosion! Red and White Song Contest!
According to Japanese saying, December 31st is "New Year's Eve".

The 68th NHK Kohaku Uta Gassen was held at the NHK Music Hall in Tokyo.

At 7 p.m., 15 minutes before the live broadcast started, the hosts behind the scenes breathed nervously and adjusted their mood.

This year's hosts are divided into three groups, the same as in previous years: the red group host is Arimura Kasumi, the white group host is Ninomiya Kazunari, and the general hosts are Uchimura Mitsuyoshi and Kuwako Maho.

Gong Cheng's solo performance was at the opening, after the host finished reading his lines, while TWICE and Bombardment Meteor's stages were both in the red and white battle in the first half. Twice was the 17th stage, performing a neon version of "TT".

Bombardment Meteor was the last stage of the first half, the 22nd performance. It was considered the finale of the half, after all, after the first half, there was a short break with a 5-minute news broadcast.

The entire Red and White Song Festival program has a total of 45 performances tonight, including almost all of Japan's veteran singers, popular singers, and popular groups...

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At the same time, JYP’s official website far away in Seoul released the latest announcement.

Content: [Our artist Tarot (Miya Cheng) will perform a new Neon single at the Red and White Songs Festival tonight, and will release her first Neon single album "Birds#飞鸟" on January 1st, which includes a total of 2 singles. Stay tuned]

The concise announcement was accompanied by a personal photo of Gong Cheng that fans had never seen before.

In the picture, Gong Cheng is sitting by a window sill bathed in sunlight, with the warm sunlight shining on his lazy eyes. The latest Burberry beige vertical striped knit sweater indicates that the date of the photo shoot should be in the near future.

A fluffy Shiba Inu crouched in his arms, its tail wagging like a propeller. Its warm yellow fur, a faint yellow cloud, clung to Gong Cheng's off-white sweater from afar. In the still photo, the pink dog's tongue purred, attempting to lick Gong Cheng's jaw and neck, but he reluctantly dodged, tilting his cheek to the side...

The overall content looks funny, warm, healing,

Many fans saw Gong Cheng's other private side, and many people even called out on JYP's official website: "Oppa, this is what you call a life photo!" "Don't take photos so perfunctorily in the future!" "Please!" "..."

Similar comments quickly became mainstream, and Gong Cheng's upcoming neon single and this photo quickly became a trending topic...

……

"Oh my god, how can a photo of everyday life go viral..."

In the lounge backstage at the Red and White Song Festival, Lin Nayeon stared at her boyfriend on her phone. A picture of him went viral and topped the trending searches. She couldn't help but feel a little helpless, as it was almost overshadowing the popularity of his Japanese single release.

The photo that countless netizens called "God Picture" was taken by her. The background of the photo was at the company. The manager unnie brought their dog to the company that day. When the boyfriend was playing with the dog, she took this photo and sent it to him.

Minatozaki Sana curled the corners of her mouth. In Mingjing Minami's eyes, she really looked a bit like the Shiba Inu in Gong Cheng's arms, and the sense of déjà vu was very strong!
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Wait? Shiba Inu? Sana-chan?
"I heard that Gong Cheng wants to use this photo as the cover of his single..." Minatozaki Sana's eyes sparkled with a smug look that only she understood. This was more than just hearsay! She had confirmed this with her boyfriend!
Although she really didn't like her boyfriend always saying that she looked like a Shiba Inu, but what could she do to stop him from doing this? Let him be~~~
Moreover, this feeling of secretly being happy is really great!

Minatozaki Sana, who was only busy enjoying herself, didn't seem to notice the three pairs of eyes that were scrutinizing her and the Shiba Inu in the photo.

Zhou Ziyu pursed her lips and looked at this sister silently. She was wearing a fluorescent pink stage costume with white velvet and white tassels on the skirt, and the skirt was shining with sparkling silver flakes.

Unnie, are you happy to be a Shiba Inu?
Mingjing Nan's eyes were dazed, and she bit her lower lip. Then she glanced outside the lounge, but didn't see the thief! She remembered that Sana-chan had been crawling into her bed a few days ago, and she vaguely understood what was going on!
Bastard is no longer enough to describe this bastard! It's simply...

She wasn't sure about the truth of her guess, but she thought it was pretty close...

Kim Dahyun looked at the photo in the phone in surprise, and then looked at Minatozaki Sana. This unnie had a bright look in her eyes and seemed to be in a good mood. Was it because of oppa?
Tofu, who knew all about Gong Cheng's troubles, sighed secretly.

It's good to smile more, otherwise, you won't be sad if you can't smile anymore...

"Ouni, it's about to start. Let's go and watch Oppa's performance later?" Son Chaeyoung didn't pay any attention to the announcement on the company's official website. Instead, she excitedly shook Lin Nayeon's arm and asked.

"it is good……"

……

At 7:15, the 68th NHK Red and White Song Contest was officially broadcast at the moment the live broadcast started.

The NHK Hall Tokyo, with a seating capacity of approximately 3800, is a multi-purpose concert hall in Shibuya, Tokyo, owned by the Neon Broadcasting Corporation. Its excellent acoustics and state-of-the-art facilities make it a premier venue for a variety of concerts, performances, and other events.

The general host Maho Kuwako, dressed in a white dress, and Mitsuro Uchimura, dressed in a suit and tie, stood on the stage and greeted the audience who flocked to the scene and the live broadcast room on time.

"Connie started digging..."

Gong Cheng stood in the waiting hallway, waiting for the two hosts to finish their introductions before he went on stage. Behind the curtain in front of him stood the hosts and thousands of spectators, while dozens of live broadcast cameras watched countless eyes intently as tonight's performance unfolded.

Honestly, the concert hall doesn't have many seats; the overall layout is more like the spectator stands on a school playground, rising from low to high like a winding human wall. But the Red and White Song Festival is Japan's equivalent of the Spring Festival Gala in China and the national song war in Japan.

The majority of people and fans watch the live broadcasts on TV every year...

"Have a drink..." Jin Dae-woo stood beside Gong Cheng, offering him a bottle of water. Even though he'd been with Gong Cheng through many big events, what was this studio with fewer than 4000 people in front of him? He couldn't help but feel nervous for him; after all, he was performing a Japanese song...

Although I know that this guy has a good command of Japanese language, nothing is absolute.

Gong Cheng took a sip of Pocari Sweat and chuckled, "Brother Annie, why do you look even more nervous than me?"

Seeing Jin Dae-woo's sweaty face, he couldn't help laughing. The stylist Nu Na beside him was still helping him to fix his collar and hairstyle.

"Hey, focus on it, kid." Seeing that he still had the mind to tease him, Jin Dayu said unhappily.

Gong Cheng glanced at the waiting corridor and saw several figures approaching, led by the Bunny Girls and their group. He then smiled and waved. The two hosts' introductions came directly to his ears:

"Next up, our special guest performer is Asia's wrecking dragon! B-list king, hit-making machine! Asia's pop superstar, rockstar! K-pop king, global superstar, sales king..."

Uchimura Mitsuyoshi grabbed the microphone without a script and passionately shouted out a series of titles, and the audience immediately roared in agreement. On the big screen on the stage, the record-breaking sales figures of "Tarot" on major music websites suddenly appeared!
Until the end, he raised his head and took the lead in screaming: "TTTTTTTTTTT——arot——!!!"

The video editor on the big screen, in a rather childish way, had added a few titles beside Gong Cheng's face: [Emperor of Popularity] [Tales of the Fierce Tiger]. The black and red fonts were like burning flames, menacing and imposing...

In addition to the exclamations and support from the audience, the vast number of Japanese viewers in the live broadcast room launched a barrage of comments: "The first in this country..." "The emperor of fashion", "..."

Maho Kuwako stood beside Mitsuro Uchimura with a beaming smile, echoing the sentiment: "Tarot will be bringing us two songs from his latest neon single, 'Birds#飞鸟,' which will be released tonight at 12:00 PM, at 2:00 AM in the new year. Let's look forward to it together!"

"..."

"This guy is really popular wherever he goes..." Listening to the heart-wrenching screams in front of the screen and the host's passionate and immature introduction, Yu Jeongyeon felt goosebumps all over her body.

Hirai Momo nodded seriously and explained as a local: "Oppa is even more popular here than in Seoul."

The population alone is more than double that of the Peninsula. She believes that even without his musical achievements, Aishi's looks alone would be enough to get him noticed worldwide, especially among women. Few women wouldn't look at a face, and if they did, it was because he wasn't handsome enough...

"Two months ago, when we were negotiating with the company about inviting Gong Cheng to the Red and White Song Festival, a local newspaper conducted a special investigation..." Ming Jingnan whispered about the local public opinion and topics when the production team was preparing to invite that little thief to participate in the show. "Anyone in Japan who knows him would be a fan of him..."

"In the eyes of his Japanese fans, the only thing Gong Cheng deserves criticism for is that he has never released a Japanese single, which makes them feel that he is not taken seriously enough. But now he has come with a Japanese single..."

She spoke matter-of-factly about Gong Cheng's popularity in Japan, comparing it to Yu Jeongyeon's. She felt that after tonight, Gong Cheng's popularity in Japan would reach an unprecedented peak...

Some local citizens don’t understand the B-chart or K-pop, but almost every Japanese knows about the Red and White Song Contest.

The members of Twice looked behind them in surprise. All the local Japanese artists, including quite a few veteran artists, were standing behind them, curiously looking at Gong Cheng who had just stepped onto the stage and stood behind the curtain, as if they were waiting for his performance.

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The curtain opens...

In the dimly lit venue, two general hosts walked off the stage and stood on one side of the audience, staring at the pop superstar whom the director team had taken great pains to invite. It is said that the Red and White Songs Festival is unfair, and every year only the most popular and talented singers of the year are selected to participate.

But it didn't work for the one on the stage...

……

As the audience held their breath in anticipation, star-like points of light quietly emerged from the inky black stage. First one, then two, then hundreds of them slowly rose from the depths of the stage, emitting a soft and cool white glow...

"If only all this were a dream..."

"Lemon" was introduced into the venue without any prelude. Gong Cheng's pure singing seemed to dispel the black curtain on the stage. Then a cold spotlight fell straight on the center of the stage, outlining his tall but slightly lonely figure.

"I can still meet you in my dreams~"

"Just like retrieving something forgotten, carefully brushing away the dust covering the memories,

Gong Cheng lowered his head slightly, eyes closed, clutching the microphone, the bitter lyrics spilling from his throat. On the big screen, his simple yet sophisticated black suit, its slim cut accentuating his sleek figure, the hem of his shirt fluttering slightly, like the gentle sway of a garment in the night breeze, conveying a sense of uninhibited indifference.

The piano notes that had just begun struck a chord with the audience, their crisp, ethereal sound striking. After a brief interlude, Gong Cheng raised his voice. Amidst the "starlight" of scattered light, his clear voice, tinged with a hint of hoarseness, struck directly at the heart, conveying the song's nostalgia and melancholy to every listener.

"Some happiness can never be repeated~"

"That's what you told me~"

With the sudden rise in pitch, the spotlights on the stage ceiling, the cold lamp tubes fell down like laser cannons, dividing the square stage into vertical beams of light.

"The dark past hidden in my heart~"

The originally floating white light spots suddenly changed color, like real fireflies, and the warm yellow flowed around Gong Cheng. On the large screens erected on both sides of the stage, his cheeks without any expression appeared.

"Without you, there will be eternal darkness~"

Only the pair of eyes full of emotion and bitterness under the black hair, like the lyrics, are like a lost lamb, heartbreaking and sad. Gong Cheng looked at the audience seats with cheering sticks raised. The silver-gray light, from top to bottom, was like a human wall shining with stars.

The overall rhythm of the arrangement is relatively brisk, but in every drum beat and every lingering string music, there is an unspeakable faint pain. The two seemingly contradictory styles of lightness and sadness make the audience immersed in his singing.

"The sadness of that day~You of that day~"

"You, who deeply loved all of this, remain in my heart forever."

"The bitter lemon scent~"

The faster the song's tempo, the brighter the stage lights. However, Gong Cheng's slightly furrowed brows on the big screen became even dimmer, his face flickering and swaying in the light and shadow...

At the climax of the song, the audience couldn't help but shout and scream. The floor lights on both sides of the stage lit up one by one, and the warm yellow light slanted upwards, completely illuminating Gong Cheng's figure and stretching the shadow behind him into a slender, lonely...

“TTTTTTTTarot!”

As the song reached its climax, the live broadcast room of the Red and White Song Festival was flooded with sharp comments, such as "I don't understand the lyrics, but the melody is still awesome...", "Is this a love song about a broken heart? Why do I feel like Oppa is about to break down?", "Just smile, Oppa..."

In the waiting hallway, Kasumi Arimura, the host of the Red Team, felt tears well up in her eyes as she listened to the song. She had heard Gong Cheng sing this song live during rehearsals and had discussed the background of the song's creation, so hearing the hoarse and sorrowful voice inevitably reminded her of her loved ones.

"What is this song about? Why does Oppa look so sad?" Kim Da Hyun rarely saw Gong Sung frowning like that on the stage. Although they debuted in Japan, many members from the Peninsula and Chinese-born Chou Tzuyu were not able to fully understand the meaning of the lyrics.

So, Little Monster Tofu is very curious. This song feels good, but it also makes people sad. And the "general" standing in the spotlight is like a lost lamb, a commander without troops, and looks very sad...

Don't I still have you? Sir...

Zhou Ziyu had some doubts. She remembered the Mid-Autumn Festival, the cemetery outside Seoul, the gray tombstones and the burning tobacco, just like Gong Cheng's gloomy expression, the gray background, like a quagmire,

"Haki Makoto, you bastard! Are you going to break?" Mingjing Nan stared at Gong Cheng's sorrowful eyes with a cold gaze. She could hear what was written in the lyrics, and inevitably thought of this little thief's life experience...

Is this for Mom and Dad? Bitter lemon scent, do you, little thief, also have unresolved pain?

Mingjing Nan's eyes softened a little...

In the chorus, the melody suddenly rises and the power increases. The matrix of white light tubes on the stage seems to be chopped up in the blink of an eye, becoming a patter, like a drizzle mixed with floating white "snowflakes"...

"The bitter lemon scent~"

"I won't go back until the rain stops..."

"To this day you are still my light,"

Gong Cheng tilted his head back, clutching the microphone, his brows slightly closed. In the blinding darkness, he unleashed the deepest cries of pain and sorrow from the past, as well as his intense love and longing for his beloved, without reservation...

"I'm sketching your back in the darkness~"

"I have always kept that outline clearly in my mind."

Entering the interlude of the song, a brief roar of instruments intertwined, a quiet yet intense emotional fluctuation, sweeping through every corner of the Red and White Song Festival, an atmosphere of longing entwined with the beating notes...

Gong Cheng's singing voice sounded again, with even deeper and heavier emotions, as if he was having a conversation with the darkness in his heart, or like a gentle whisper.

“Whenever I encounter something unacceptable~”

"The tears just can't stop flowing..."

As the song entered the latter part, the extremely gentle and clean voice was like a pair of soft and powerful hands, healing the pain in the hearts of every tearful audience member in the audience.

"Bitter lemon scent~"

"..."

"We are like a fruit divided into two halves..."

Gong Cheng opened his eyes, and the faint lemon-yellow glow on the stage faded. The audience stood up one after another, waving their glow sticks wildly to the rhythm of the song. Countless points of light converged together, like a shimmering sea of ​​stars...

"This is the light of the day~"

A gentle smile smoothed his slightly furrowed brow. Gong Cheng listened to the chorus of the audience and raised his hand to greet the live camera in front of him. His careless smile and gradually relaxed posture were gone, and the expression of longing and sadness that had just appeared was gone...

As the song ended, the audience cheered continuously, and the live broadcast room was filled with scrolling comments. Some Japanese viewers used translation software to explain her description of the background of the song to fans in other countries, "..."

The 72-year-old Japanese artist Nobuko Miyamoto, sitting in the judges' booth, couldn't help but wipe the moisture from her eyes with a white silk handkerchief. The longer one's life, the more one can appreciate the dampness and coldness of the death of a loved one.

She thought Gong Cheng's metaphor was a good one: some lost loves are like the scent of sour lemons, fragrant yet bitter. Gong Cheng's extremely gentle and healing voice also expressed that although lemons are bitter and sour, like life, they sometimes fall apart, but one day they will become sweet and refreshing lemonade...

Like his arrangement, the contradiction between sadness and lightness resonates with people and makes them cry, but it also heals people's hearts through Gong Cheng's interpretation.

Miyamoto Nobuko glanced back. Many of the ministers' children, sitting in the front rows, were waving their cheering sticks wildly. She decided that when the "Birds" neon single was released tomorrow, she would personally buy a few copies...

Could she possibly get past the young girls behind her? She couldn't help but laugh and shook her head, her mind, immersed in the song, gradually calming down...

As Arimura Kasumi watched, Miya Makoto slowly walked to the edge of the stage and greeted the fans. He then leisurely took off his suit jacket and walked behind the curtain.

"Drink some water." Jin Dae-woo busily helped Gong Cheng adjust his clothes, then quickly took off the suit in his hand. He then gave him a thumbs-up: "Solid as always!"

Gong Cheng put down the water bottle and couldn't help but stare at him suspiciously, "Brother, do you understand?"

He remembered that this guy's Japanese language skills were very poor, and at the Neon event, he had to do the translation work...

"Does it matter? Good songs know no language, you said." Jin Dayu chuckled and urged him to change his clothes quickly, while the staff on the stage were anxiously setting up the scene.

The original two comprehensive hosts took to the stage again to buy time for Gong Cheng to prepare.

The TWICE members stood aside, and they didn't know what to say to this oppa. After all, anyone could see that this brother was in a rather low mood when he was singing, but they didn't know how to comfort him.

But when I heard the conversation between him and Kim Dae-woo, I couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Gong Cheng unbuttoned his black shirt, and many female artists from Japanese local groups gathered at the scene immediately turned their heads away with red faces, but their eyes were still stealing glances at him like Ming Jingnan.

"Aren't you going to the locker room to change?" Lin Nayeon took a step forward, clutching the corner of her boyfriend's shirt with her small hands, her expression clearly saying, Don't take it off!

Ming Jingnan wrinkled her nose and glanced at the nosy Lin Nayeon. "How stingy! What's there to not watch? It's not like you're watching a big gun!"
"That's right, there are so many people..." Minatozaki Sana raised her eyebrows as she looked at Nayeon's actions. Even Nayeon couldn't stand it anymore? Watch out for the impact, you stinky hooligan!
Jin Dae-woo looked at his watch anxiously, and Gong Cheng said helplessly, "Ani, what are you thinking about?"

As he spoke, he quickly unbuttoned his shirt and took it off, revealing a white short-sleeved shirt underneath. Stylist Nuna stood beside him, took out sparkling diamond earrings from the earring box and put them on him.

"Am I the type to take off my clothes easily? I'm very conservative, not like Jaebeom..."

Park Jae-bum, who was watching the fun, was innocently caught in the crossfire and clenched his fists.

Mingjing Nan lowered his head and cursed softly, "Conservative? Shameless!"

Kim Dahyun was speechless and ignored him. "You're conservative? Then how high must the threshold for debauchery be in this world? Could it be that you're still pure and innocent?"
Gong Cheng raised his hand to smooth the hair on his forehead, then put an orange baseball cap on his black hair. He just turned around and was about to run onto the stage, and then he turned his head to look at Minatozaki Sana who was wearing a pink short skirt stage costume. The silver flakes on the clothes were as shiny as Minato's puppy eyes.

He smiled, pretending to have just remembered something, and asked the members around him, "Just remembered, today is Sana-chan's birthday?"

After seeing the nods from the rabbit girl and the little tiger, Miya Makoto raised his head towards Minatozaki Sana and smiled softly: "Happy Birthday~Sana-chan."

After saying the birthday wishes, he took the electric guitar handed to him by the staff without looking back, slung it over his back, and walked onto the stage without looking back.

Minatozaki Sana pursed her lipstick, which was painted with pastel colors. She wanted to laugh, but she held it back. She pretended to be serious. She is worthy of being the best actor of Baeksang Arts. Male kiss~
What a great actor, haha… Mingjing Nan’s fair face trembled, and a nameless anger suddenly rose in his heart! How many times has this happened? Didn’t he say he liked me at the beginning?
Why are Chaeyoung, Nayeon, Sana-chan, one after another? Who's next?

Thinking of this, Mingjing Nan raised his lowered eyelids and glanced at the very excited Momo-chan beside him.

In a corner at the back of the waiting passage, a dozen or so AKB48 members who were performing were watching Miya Makoto stride onto the stage. Although they were standing far away, his tall figure was very eye-catching in the crowd.

"That's Tarot... It seems like no one can be more dazzling than him..."

There was a quiet discussion in AKB48. The members who came to participate in this year's Red and White Song Festival were the most popular members of all AKB48 teams during the general election. Miyawaki Sakura with medium-long brown hair was also among them.

She stared at the tall figure on the stage, the one with the electric guitar slung over his shoulder and the baseball cap pressed against his dark hair. He looked completely different from when they'd met him backstage during rehearsal. Stepping onto the stage floor, standing under the spotlight, he shone even more brightly and radiantly than his usual casual expression...

Miyawaki Sakura thought of a very childish word, but it was very appropriate: the radiance of a superstar...

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"Sunset Girl, Sunset Girl..."

Gong Cheng returned to the stage, his white short-sleeves emblazoned with a colorful palm tree pattern. His face, rosy-cheeked and white-toothed, was reflected on the big screen beneath his hat. His slender fingers then plucked the strings of his black electric guitar twice, blasting a melody through the venue...

The fans at the scene shouted excitedly, and the poor Korean and Chinese filled the hall, "Oppa", "Saranghei", "(′｀)Woai Ni~", "..."

The restless atmosphere was recorded in the live broadcast room...

The laser beams on the stage cast an orange afterglow, like a curtain of dusk, falling on Gong Cheng's smiling face. The entire venue of nearly 4000 people seemed to be shrouded in the sunset glow...

The evening glow reflected every face in the audience, and even the waiting corridor was filled with the afterglow of the setting sun. The director cut the scene in the waiting corridor to the big screen and the live broadcast room...

TWICE, Bombardment Meteor, AKB48... the faces of a number of Japanese artists and groups appeared on the big screen behind Gong Cheng, but as the band on the stage played the prelude...

Gong Cheng's figure, standing in the 'dusk' light curtain, appeared on both sides of the large screen, while the main screen behind him flashed a video he had filmed in Los Angeles. He was sitting in a black convertible sports car, the evening breeze and sunset glow of Sunset Boulevard, his messy hair fluttering in the wind, making him look casual and uninhibited...

The lively and light guitar strings leaped out from Gong Cheng's fingertips. His warm smile seemed to merge with the sunset. His swaying shoulders and body seemed to follow the jumping notes, and the breeze wrapped in the orange sunset brushed through everyone's hearts.

"A sweet scent lingers~"

"The tanned skin is already sticking to each other~"

"We will become birds~"

The song's blend of neon and English lyrics, coupled with a bright melody, transcended the boundaries between neon and Western music. The uplifting and relaxing atmosphere brought many fans to their feet, tiptoeing and swaying in the orange light.

"Sigokuyi is indeed a world-renowned producer! The Emperor of Pop, the chemical reaction between Japanese and English is unbeatable!", "How can Japanese and English blend so well? Wow, just listening to the arrangement and melody gives me the feeling of strolling in California at dusk...", "It's a love song~ Oppa's voice is so sweet~", "..."

The conversations between fans from all over the world in the live broadcast room are woven into a dense barrage of comments.

"Baby, let me have another glass of gin and juice..."

"Can I kiss you now?"

"My love is getting hotter at this moment~"

Gong Cheng held an electric guitar, his eyes softly smiling under the orange light. He shrugged his shoulders and moved gracefully to jazz dance steps. The light rock love song, as the song progressed, made the atmosphere at the scene lively and turbulent.
On the big screen behind the tall figure, the sunset glowed like a blazing red, a car was speeding across the horizon, and the palm trees on both sides of the street were dyed a romantic pink by the sunset glow...

Speeding cars, cities, palm trees, beaches, and love songs full of the scent of summer create an ambiguous and hazy atmosphere in the air.

"You are beyond my imagination~"

"I want to be with you, my dear sunset girl~"

The evening breeze and the singing swept across the fields of everyone's hearts. The fans in the audience couldn't help but feel excited. Even though it was still snowing in Tokyo outside the venue, the sunset glow inside the venue made them immersed in this bright late summer...

"Melt this love~Sunset Girl~"

"In the summer sea named after you..."

Minatozaki Sana stood in the waiting hallway, watching Miya Makoto dart across the stage under the orange-red lights. He removed his microphone and placed his black electric guitar upright on the ground. His brisk dance steps and effortless vocal control nearly transformed this light rock song into R&B...

"Dancing in the gentle caress of the sea breeze~"

"We are addicted to this sweaty love..."

Miya Makoto took off his baseball cap and threw it towards the audience. The moment he turned around, his black hair fell between his eyebrows. His affectionate and fearless eyes looked at Minatozaki Sana in the waiting corridor, who was exposed among the Twice members in the orange light curtain...

"Can I kiss you now~"

The straightforward lyrics are like a fiery heartbeat, exuding the breath of passionate love...

Minatozaki Sana looked into her boyfriend's eyes, her own smile reflected in those beautiful pupils. The amber eyes seemed to hide the afterglow of the sunset. Before going on stage, she said "Happy Birthday~"

Fulfilling this at this moment, she is very happy...

Lin Nayeon smiled sweetly, "Man kiss! Really! Don't look at me~ Perform well~"
Sun Caiying and Gong Cheng smiled at each other and made a rock gesture to the man.
The other members took the opportunity to move around briskly in the atmosphere. Yu Jeongyeon felt that listening to this brother's live performance was truly a pleasure. It was even better than the songs on the audio source, as if he had swallowed the CD...

But the live design is even better than the CD, the visual atmosphere is full.

Ming Jingnan stared at the face that seemed to be covered in the sunset glow, curled his lips in disdain, and the nameless anger in his heart grew even stronger...

Yo~ Is Sana-chan your Sunset Girl? Haha…that's hilarious. Then what about Chaeyoung and Nayeon-unnie? Sunrise Girl and Noon Girl?

In the AKB48 team, Miyawaki Sakura was waving her hands gently, immersed in the singing, while listening to the conversation between the directors.

"Siguoyi, I regret letting Tarot-san start the show. He should have put it last."

"This kind of singing and stage presence will put a lot of pressure on the groups and singers who will perform later!"

"The best ones should be saved for last..."

Miyawaki Sakura's teammates couldn't help but clench their fists and put them to their cheeks. "Sakura~ Did you see that? Is Tarot-sama watching us?"

"They're not looking at you, they're looking at Sakura, right? Sakura is so beautiful..." The other teammates started discussing with a smile.

“Really…?” Miyawaki Sakura blushed and stopped waving her arms.

……

"You are beyond my imagination~"

"You and the breath of summer~oh~oh~"

"I hope I can always hold it in my heart~"

As Gong Cheng's singing voice suddenly rose, his penetrating voice and emotions gushed out... The orange lights on the stage swayed in a trance, and the red glow became even thicker.

He smoothed his sweat-stained hair. On the big screen, the sweat beads running across his straight nose were like transparent tears, rolling and flowing along with Gong Cheng's voice.

"Ahhh! Tarot!"

"Master Gong Cheng! You are my God!!!"

"Kami-sama, suki desu~"

Deafening screams erupted from the audience! The audience in the livestream room frantically took screenshots, "Ah, any photo of Oppa is amazing, and now it's even more amazing!", "Oppa's sweat is so sexy~ I want to lick it (stick out tongue)", "Dream girl welfare is here!", "Oppa, if you fuck me tonight, I'll sweat this much too~ I'll drink it all~"

The scene on the big screen on the stage switched to a sunset on the beach, a turquoise coastline... Gong Cheng stood on the beach, the evening breeze blowing his messy hair into a fierce dance.
Then, Gong Cheng's figure disappeared from the picture, and the red clouds in the sky gathered into the shape of a girl. The red clouds only outlined her figure, the sunset girl.

On the screen, the azure coastline was bathed in a saffron glow. She stretched out her arms, swaying like a paper figure. The next moment, the salty, wet sea breeze blew away her crimson cloud-like form, and the sea breeze lifted the curve of her iridescent red skirt.
"When you hold my hand~"

"The end of summer is dyed red~"

Gong Cheng's infectious voice filled the air amidst the waves and sunset. He walked in front of the screen, leaned sideways, and gazed at the "sunset girl" on the screen. He extended his slender hand, and in front of the audience and the live broadcast room, he took the hand of the "sunset girl"...

"A brand new season~"

"It will make you and me more mature~"

"You are beyond my imagination~"

The moment Gong Cheng withdrew his hand, the "sunset" girl on the screen faded, and the passionate, inspiring drumbeats gradually faded. The sunset glow formed by the orange-red lights in the venue also gradually flickered at this moment, plunging the venue into darkness...

On the big screen, the azure sea reflected the crimson sunset hanging low on the horizon. The swaying branches of the palm trees swayed the song "Sunset Girl" across the surface of the water...

"This guy is a fucking superstar! Where's the director of the Spring Festival Gala? Why are they only saying Tarot will be on this year's Spring Festival Gala, but no one's back in China for rehearsals? Can't they please make it happen faster? Damn!"

"I'm leaving it at that. I won't watch the Spring Festival Gala without Tarot! Can the directors please hurry up and release some accurate information?"

"..."

The barrage of comments surged, and the atmosphere at the scene, as the stage lights dimmed, erupted into a roar that was unique to Sakura girls: "Tarot, don't go, one more song!"

"Siguoyi! Please keep up the good work in the days ahead, Tarot-sama!"

"I will always support you, Tarot!"

"Just got it!"

Backstage at the Red and White Song Contest, many guests preparing to perform were feeling a surge of pressure as they listened to the cheers from the crowd. How could they have turned the evening performance into a fan meeting?

Namie Amuro, who was sitting on the sofa backstage, couldn't help but sigh and applaud. It was a wonderful performance.

She was very grateful to be participating in tonight's live broadcast. She had been preparing to retire, and when she communicated with the production team two months ago, she had made it clear that this would be her last time participating in the Red and White Song Festival. One of her requests was to pre-record the live performance and not participate in tonight's live broadcast...

But when she heard that the program team would invite Tarot to perform live, she thought about it and decided to come to the live broadcast to listen to the performance of this Asian junior. The result was even better than she expected...

"..."

Gong Cheng walked off the stage, took the tissue handed to him by stylist Nu Na and wiped the sweat off his face, then drank some water and walked towards the lounge.

As he walked through the waiting passage where many artists were, he smiled and greeted the local artist seniors, praising them...

When passing by AKB48, he smiled and said nothing. He glanced at Miyawaki Sakura, who had been staring at him in their team. She looked okay, short and thin. Then Miyawaki left...

"Tarot smiled at me, did you see that, Sakura?"

"It's not as difficult as you say. Tarot seems to be a very gentle person..."

Miyawaki Sakura was too lazy to refute her friend's words.

Is it possible that he smiles like this at everyone? Is he gentle to everyone? Doesn't it make him difficult to get close to because he smiles so gently at everyone?

Back in the lounge, Gong Cheng took off his short-sleeved shirt and walked into the inner locker room.

There's a group performance by Bombardment Meteor tonight, so we need to change our costumes...

In Twice's lounge next door, Minatozaki Sana was holding her cell phone and received a video sent by Miya Makoto. It was the "MV" he mentioned, and he edited it himself.

But the lounge was crowded with people and she had to perform later, so she saved it and would watch it when she got back to the hotel that night...

Meanwhile, after Miya Makoto's special opening performance at the Red and White Song Festival, online buzz about the Japanese single had exploded. The groups and artists about to go on stage were constantly adjusting their form and breathing...

I want to catch up with the fiery stage left by that pop star...

(End of this chapter)