Girl idols are meant to be exploited!

Her long hair shone with a soft luster under the light and was reflected on the huge LED screen. Through the screen, her expression was magnified and clearly presented to every audience member.

Beside her, Sanjiao Chuhua was holding the guitar hanging on his shoulder and looking around.

She didn't say anything, but just kept looking for the figure. Her eyes swept across the stage and finally fell on a masked girl standing backstage.

A faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Suddenly, soft blue-violet beams of light penetrated the mist, like the inverted Milky Way.

Backstage, Taku Hoshikawa precisely controlled the angles of the light beams, allowing them to fall on the two people just right, creating a dreamy stage effect.

At this moment, the music started.

The drum beats slowly like a heartbeat, and the guitar prelude flows out from Sanjiao Chuhua's fingertips.

The two people on the stage looked at each other and exchanged a tacit smile.

Mana Junda took a deep breath, raised the microphone, and her clear and penetrating voice, like the morning light at dawn, cut through the night sky and instantly ignited the entire audience!

The concert officially begins!

While Junda Mana's singing rang out on the stage, the atmosphere behind the scenes, invisible to everyone, was busy and tense.

The director stared at the monitor and never stopped talking on the walkie-talkie.

"Camera three, zoom in! Don't let Mana's face go out of the frame!"

"Sound crew, push the bass a little more, the chorus is going to explode!"

"Main microphone volume is stable, don't move it!"

"Lighting engineer, the chorus is coming, prepare to change the lights!"

Numerous staff members were running back and forth, keeping the equipment running, staring at the playlist and counting the time in seconds, not daring to relax for a moment.

Compared to the others who were on high alert, Taku Hoshikawa, who was sitting in front of the lighting control desk and controlling all the lights in the venue, was at ease.

The "Lighting Manipulation Master" ability granted by the system makes him like a natural stage conductor, able to control everything calmly.

As his fingers slid gently across the console, the lights on the stage changed with his operation, soft, intense, focused, diffused, without any lag.

Push rods, knobs, buttons, every movement is so precise, as if it has been etched into muscle memory.

Although this was the first time that Taku Hoshikawa actually operated the lighting in such a large concert venue, his hands were still incredibly steady.

As the last bar of the chorus prelude was about to arrive, he turned his wrist and gently pushed up the fader of the master light.

"Three, two, one, go!"

The dazzling spotlights precisely hit Mana Junta and Hatsuka Sanka. It was like a destined moment. The lights and music connected seamlessly, and the whole audience was instantly boiling.

Taku Hoshikawa did not stop his hand movements. His fingertips slid across the touchpad, controlling the lights to move slowly along the stage track. In sync with Triangle Hatsuka's guitar solo, the light beams revolved around her, as if it was a special effect tailor-made for her.

As Taku Hoshikawa watched the two people performing on the stage, he couldn't help but praise their talents as idols.

This was a concert with thousands of people, but they were not at all overwhelmed by the huge audience. There was no sign of panic in their breathing rhythm, stage presence, or even their eyes.

Mana Junda sang steadily, and Hatsuka Sanka plucked the strings with a focused expression. Under the gaze of thousands of people, every movement they made was full of confidence.

“…As expected of an idol.”

Looking at the two shining people on the stage, Hoshikawa Taku had already made up his mind that he wanted to recruit not only Sankaku Hatsuka, but also Junda Mana.

Didn't Miss Donut say that Sumimi is two people in one?

Then, let’s be “eaten” by ourselves together.

……

Ps: When I was looking for this picture, I thought of Valen's donut form in Gabe.

Chapter 91 Oblivionis's debut performance.

The next few songs continued to go smoothly. The cooperation between Junda Mana and Sankaku Hatsuka was seamless. The lighting, sound, and stage effects also followed closely. The whole performance was smooth without a single pause.

The audience's enthusiasm continued to rise, and every outburst of the chorus would cause the whole audience to sing along. The waves of glow sticks surged layer by layer, reflecting the ever-changing light and shadow on the stage.

These gorgeous performances have satisfied Sumimi's fans, but some people came for another "gimmick".

And now, the most anticipated moment is finally here.

When Mana Junda announced the appearance of special guest Master Sakamoto with a breath-taking performance and a smile, the atmosphere in the venue instantly reached its peak.

Countless spectators waited with bated breath, and many excitedly raised their mobile phones to record this moment.

As the lights in the center of the stage slowly dimmed, the piano was placed in the center by the staff in the darkness. A spotlight fell, illuminating a figure in a suit who walked out slowly.

Maestro Sakamoto walked slowly to the piano with steady movements and no extra words. He just nodded slightly, signaling to Mana Junda and Hatsuka Sanka on the stage.

The audience was silent for a few seconds, then burst into warm applause and cheers.

"I actually saw Master Sakamoto!"

"Master Sakamoto is getting better now, and we even have the opportunity to perform on the same stage with Sumimi..."

Many people came specifically for this moment, looking forward to how the legendary musician would interpret the pop idol's songs.

The stage lights slowly dimmed, leaving only a soft beam of light shining on the piano.

Maestro Sakamoto sat down, adjusted the piano stool, raised his hands, and the first sound of the piano gently struck the air of the entire venue like a drop of water falling into a lake.

This song was originally a light and lively idol song with a bright melody and full of youthful atmosphere.

But when Master Sakamoto's fingers touched the keys, the atmosphere of the entire piece subtly changed.

The timbre is more stable, the rhythm is reshaped, and each chord seems to be a sculpture that has been precipitated by time, giving the whole song a noble, elegant and mature charm.

The originally simple and straightforward melody became rich in layers under his fingertips.

After the gentle prelude, he added a slightly changed chord progression in the chorus, giving the familiar melody a warmer resonance, as if a memory was being integrated again.

Mana Junda stood in front of the microphone, closed her eyes slightly, adjusted her breathing, and felt the different rhythm.

They were very familiar with this song, but now it felt like a new interpretation.

When the main melody officially sounded, Junda Mana finally started singing.

But this time, her voice is no longer the pure girlish vitality of the past, but carries more emotional delicacy and restraint. Following the piano sound of Master Sakamoto, the whole song no longer belongs only to the idol, but is a real piece of music worthy of careful savoring.

This completely different interpretation made some audience members slowly open their eyes and lean forward slightly, trying to hear more clearly.

"This... is completely different from the original song..."

Some people subconsciously held their breath, not even daring to make a sound, for fear of missing this rare and subtle change.

When the first piece ended, the lights on the stage gradually dimmed, and the audience was still immersed in the afterglow of the music until Junda Mana's voice sounded again.

"Thank you! Thank you Master Sakamoto for participating in our concert and collaborating with us!"

“I wonder if you all like this new style of music?”

The audience erupted in thunderous applause, chanting Master Sakamoto's name, and the atmosphere gradually warmed up. However, what Mana Junda said next left many people slightly stunned.

"Next, Maestro Sakamoto will present another piano piece. However, this time he will not be performing alone. There will be another pianist performing with Maestro Sakamoto."

"The other party is a mysterious newcomer named Oblivionis. You may not know her name, but she will use her piano to prove her ability!"

The name echoed in the venue, but the audience's reaction was not as enthusiastic as before, and instead became a little confused.

"Oblivionis? Who?"

"Why haven't you heard of it?"

"Is he a newcomer? But isn't this the stage for Sumimi and Master Sakamoto? Why would they suddenly invite someone who is unknown?"

The audience was whispering, with expressions of confusion, bewilderment, and even questioning appearing on their faces.

After all, for a master of Sakamoto's status, collaborating with Sumimi on a song was already a lowering of his own status, and now he has to perform on the same stage with an unknown newcomer, which is hard to understand.

Amidst these discussions, a slender figure in a simple black dress slowly walked out from the side of the stage.

An exquisite butterfly lace mask covered the upper half of her face, revealing only her lip line and jaw.

The black dress highlights her slender figure, and her whole body is wrapped in soft light, yet still shrouded in mystery.

When the audience saw her outfit clearly, the discussion became more obvious.

"What? Wearing a mask? Are people who wear masks decent people?"

"Why don't you reveal your true identity?"

"Who on earth is this new guy..."

Doubts arose one after another, but Shoko Toyokawa did not respond. She walked steadily and had a calm expression, as if she did not hear the questioning whispers around her.

She stopped, bowed slightly to Master Sakamoto, then walked to another piano that was pushed out on the stage, and slowly sat down under everyone's gaze.

Although the noise at the scene was still noisy, she did not hesitate at all. She placed her hands lightly on the keys, took a deep breath, and waited for the signal from Master Sakamoto.

Shoko Toyokawa's calm demeanor really shocked quite a few people and made many of them quiet down.

But what they didn't know was that although Toyokawa Shoko looked calm, her heart was actually beating like a drum.

She could clearly hear the whispers in the audience, and these questioning voices came like a tide, surrounding her.

She knew what this moment meant to her.

She was an unknown newcomer, without any halo, and no audience was looking forward to her performance.

Even her appearance itself was an "accident", a surprise that was not announced in advance - or in the eyes of some people, an abrupt arrangement.

Her fingers tightened slightly, and a thin layer of sweat seeped out of her forehead hidden under the mask.

What if it fails?

She couldn't imagine herself making a fool of herself at Maestro Sakamoto's concert, and she couldn't accept that she had betrayed Taku Hoshikawa's trust in her under the gaze of thousands of audiences.

Shoko Toyokawa took a deep breath, relaxed her fingers, and gently closed her eyes, as if blocking out all the noisy sounds.

She recalled the years of practice, the countless nights of hard training, and the words that Xingchuan Taku had said to her -

"Now, we are a community with a shared destiny."

At this moment, Master Sakamoto's first note of the piano fell, like ripples on the surface of a lake, carrying gentle guidance.

And her fingers finally pressed the keys.

Her performance began.

Master Sakamoto's piano music flows out like a trickle of water, warm and profound.

His playing is steady and full of layers. Every note seems to have been precipitated by years, with a master-level sense of heaviness that makes people immersed in it.

However, Shoko Toyokawa's playing style is completely different from that of Master Sakamoto.

The master's voice is like a steady river, while her melody is like a lively stream, light and jumping, as if dancing between the black and white keys.

However, these two seemingly opposing styles do not conflict with each other, but rather unexpectedly fit in. Her melody weaves between the master's piano sounds like stars dotting the night sky, giving the entire piece a more layered feel.

This kind of performance is amazing enough. I didn't expect that a newcomer could keep up with the rhythm of Master Sakamoto. Many people who doubted her changed their views on her.

However, Master Sakamoto frowned slightly.

He could sense that after the rehearsal with him, Shoko Toyokawa had memorized the sound of his playing. After becoming familiar with it, she no longer had the enthusiasm and nervousness she had when she first played with him.

This is not what Master Sakamoto wants to see.

Although her performance was already very good, it was still not "amazing" enough and was far from reaching the upper limit of Toyokawa Shoko.

He subconsciously changed the rhythm, trying to use deeper chords to create a wider range of sound, to see if the girl could keep up.

However, Toyokawa Shoko's reaction was astonishingly fast. She seemed to be on high alert and made adjustments almost in the next beat, echoing him and even actively making a slight change in the high notes, making the melody more smooth and natural.

This is not ordinary cooperation, but high-level improvisation.

Master Sakamoto raised his eyebrows slightly, and a barely perceptible smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

--interesting.

So he sped up again, his fingertips flying across the keys, and the melody progressed layer by layer like a sudden gale.

However, Shoko Toyokawa was not disrupted by his rhythm. Instead, she followed it precisely, not only stabilizing her own rhythm, but also cleverly filling in some details to make the whole piece more complete.

The song ended, but the lingering sound still lingered in the air.

The venue was completely silent, and everyone was speechless with shock at the ensemble that had just taken place.