Chapter 15: Crashing the Show? This is Clearly a God-Tier Save!
Beijing Olympic Sports Center, the stadium capable of holding eighty thousand people, was packed to capacity.
Light sticks converged into a sea of pink, which was Lu Sisi's support color.
In the VIP lounge backstage, Ye Chen was watching the fanatical crowd through the one-way glass, a sinister sneer curling at the corners of his mouth.
He clutched the phone he had just hung up.
"Everything is arranged? Excellent. As long as she makes a fool of herself on stage, tomorrow's news will be flooded with headlines like 'Lu Sisi Lip-Syncing' and 'Lost Voice Due to Illness.' Then, I'll appear with the best doctor and turn the tide..."
Ye Chen straightened his collar and turned to look at himself in the mirror.
Tonight was the first step in his takeover of the Lu family's entertainment industry.
As for that Lu Shixuan who only knew how to cause trouble?
Hmph, he's probably hiding in some corner shivering right now.
Meanwhile, in the shadows at the side of the stage.
Lu Shixuan was wearing an extremely flamboyant sequined and studded leather jacket, his hair slicked back, and he was holding a megaphone he had swiped from somewhere.
He looked at the countdown in his mind.
Time until the concert's climax: 3 minutes.
Current Mission: Rush onto the stage, seize the microphone, deliver an extremely narcissistic speech, and ruin the atmosphere of the performance.
Lu Shixuan took a deep breath and psyched himself up.
"Hold it together! This is a big scene with tens of thousands of people. As long as I rush up and howl like a ghost, Lu Sisi's performance will definitely be ruined. By then, the fans' spit alone will be enough to drown me, and the Lu family will surely kick me out to appease the public's wrath!"
"Perfect!"
On stage, the lights suddenly converged.
Lu Sisi, wearing a snow-white feathered gown, slowly rose onto the stage.
Nourished by the "Heavenly Voice Throat-Soothing Soup," her voice was in better condition than ever before.
The first song, "Starlight."
This was her claim to fame, a high-pitched track with extreme difficulty.
The intro began, and Lu Sisi raised the microphone, preparing to sing.
Suddenly—
"Zzzt!"
A piercing screech of microphone feedback echoed through the venue, followed immediately by the abrupt stop of all accompaniment music.
The entire stadium fell into a deathly silence.
Lu Sisi was stunned; she tapped the microphone, but there was no sound.
Her in-ear monitor was also completely silent.
Had the sound system completely crashed?
The backstage production team was in a frenzy: "What's going on? Where's the backup power? Why is there no sound!"
"Someone cut the main line! We're rushing repairs! It'll take at least five minutes!"
Five minutes?
For a top-tier concert, five minutes of dead air was enough to cause a major broadcasting disaster!
The fans below began to stir, the whispers growing louder, and some even started heckling.
Watching this from backstage, Ye Chen's shoulders shook with laughter.
Now!
Just as Lu Sisi stood isolated and helpless, her eyes reddening and at a loss for what to do.
An extremely discordant figure, like a firecracker, suddenly vaulted over the guardrail and rushed onto the stage.
It was Lu Shixuan!
Holding the battery-powered megaphone, he strode to the center of the stage and shoved Lu Sisi behind him.
"Everyone, shut up!"
The megaphone's distorted, raspy voice instantly drowned out the noise of the crowd.
All eighty thousand people were dumbfounded.
Who is this?
Dressed like a disco ball?
Looking at the dense crowd below, Lu Shixuan was actually panicking inside, but on the outside, he maintained an insufferably arrogant posture.
Damn it!
That grandson Ye Chen is really ruthless!
He actually pulled the plug?
He's trying to ruin Fifth Sister completely!
If there's dead air now, Fifth Sister's mental state will definitely collapse, and her future career will be ruined!
No!
I have to draw all the fire to myself!
Let everyone curse me, not Fifth Sister!
Quick!
Look at me!
I'm a lunatic!
I'm a narcissist!
Standing behind him, Lu Sisi's panicked heart instantly calmed down upon hearing these familiar inner thoughts.
It was him again.
Once again, this silly younger brother stood in front of her when everyone else was about to give up.
Lu Shixuan raised the megaphone, nostrils flared to the sky, and pointed at the crowd with a look of disdain: "What are you shouting for? Haven't you seen a handsome guy before?"
"What kind of crappy sound system is this? It's not even as loud as This Young Master's farts! It's an insult to This Young Master's ears!"
"Since this broken machine is busted, stop listening to that garbage accompaniment! This Young Master is in a good mood today, so I'll reluctantly show you hicks a thing or two, and let you know what a true heavenly voice sounds like!"
The crowd erupted in boos.
"Get off the stage!"
"Where did this madman come from?"
"Where's security?"
Lu Shixuan felt a secret thrill.
Yes, yes, yes!
Just like that!
Boo me!
Throwing water bottles is fine too!
But... I don't know how to sing either!
Crap, I bragged too much.
Did that guitarist backstage leave his guitar here?
Whatever, I'll just use it to pose!
Lu Shixuan grabbed the acoustic guitar leaning nearby, stepped on a speaker, and struck an extremely flashy pose.
I only know three chords!
C, G, Am... I learned them to chase the school beauty, but I got dumped before I even finished learning.
Whatever!
I'll just strum randomly!
As long as the sound is loud enough, I can cover Fifth Sister's embarrassment!
Fifth Sister, don't let me lead you astray; just treat me like a noise machine and hum a few lines to stall for time!
Lu Shixuan took a deep breath and swept his fingers stiffly across the strings.
"Clang!"
A somewhat monotonous yet exceptionally crisp guitar sound reached the entire venue through the megaphone.
Then, he began to mechanically and forcefully repeat those three chords.
The rhythm was simple, with no technique to speak of.
It was like a beginner's random strumming.
However.
Amidst the monotonous guitar sounds, Lu Sisi suddenly smiled.
She took off her malfunctioning in-ear monitor, stepped forward, and stood side-by-side with Lu Shixuan.
She had no microphone, but she had that voice nourished by the divine medicine.
She closed her eyes and, following Lu Shixuan's clumsy yet steady guitar playing, began to sing softly.
A cappella.
No million-dollar sound system, no grand arrangement.
Only her younger brother's slightly out-of-tune guitar and her ethereal, heavenly singing.
"In the dark of night, who lit the faint glimmer..."
That was the chorus of "Starlight."
The originally passionate high notes were handled by her with such gentleness and delicacy that they perfectly matched Lu Shixuan's simple chords.
An unprecedented sense of purity instantly struck the hearts of everyone present.
The once noisy stadium fell silent again.
Everyone held their breath, listening to this incredible ensemble.
The youth in the flamboyant leather jacket strummed the strings, sweating profusely, glaring fiercely at the crowd as if to say, "I'll beat up anyone who dares to say this sounds bad."
While the angel-like girl looked sideways at the boy, the tenderness in her eyes almost overflowing.
This scene was as beautiful as a painting.
Backstage, the glass in Ye Chen's hand fell to the floor with a "crash," shattering into pieces.
"This... how is this possible?"
"Random strumming can save the show? Is this Lu Shixuan the reincarnation of a Lucky Koi?"