rpbooks Chapter 372 The Lively Scene
Chapter 372 The Lively Scene
[Ding! Host has achieved the achievement: [Passerby to Fan Harvester]!]
[Popularity score calculation in progress: Due to the "reverse promotion" triggered by the wider spread of fame, popularity score: +2,000!]
playground.
Hearing the cheers for "Goddess Bai Zhi" at the school gate, Jiang Bai couldn't help but wipe a bead of sweat from his brow.
"Master... the fire is burning a bit off-center."
"I just wanted to raise funds for children in mountainous areas and to stand up for my fans, but now it feels like I'm doing some kind of cult ritual to 'unify the aesthetics of all humanity'?"
[Ding! Host, please recognize your destructive power. Since the entire school is going crazy for you, your task is no longer just to dance. Your mission now is—to make those upperclassmen who think you're 'cheap' not even dare to pick up a microphone tonight.]
"Heh, I'm good at this."
Jiang Bai sneered, a domineering glint flashing in his eyes.
.......
At this moment, at the school gate.
Due to a large number of casual fans becoming fans, the number of people collecting support materials at the support area increased, leading to some chaos.
Counselor Zhang was holding a walkie-talkie, directing the security guards to maintain order.
"Old Li! Old Li! Pull that person out of line!"
"What? Is that the principal's grandson? He still has to be pulled out; he can't cut in line!"
"Hey you, this is a school, please don't make loud noise!"
"......"
Old Zhang's voice became hoarse from shouting.
In fact, he could have controlled this level of chaos.
But when he saw a very familiar figure, the megaphone in his hand fell to the ground with a thud.
I saw him at the very front of the crowd.
A person appeared, shouting loudly with a red face and a thick neck, waving two plastic inflatable sticks and frantically leading the rhythm.
It's his own son, Zhang Cheng!
At this moment, Zhang Cheng no longer had any of the elite demeanor of a returned overseas architect.
His suit was already wrinkled from being squeezed in the crowd, and he casually tore off his tie and tied it around his forehead, looking like a brave warrior who had just come off the battlefield.
As Zhang Cheng handed out inflatable sticks, he shouted to every elderly resident passing by:
"Everyone, take this!! This is Bai Zhi's light stick!"
"Tonight, we're going to show the world the Jiang family's glory!!"
"Come on, shout with me—Goddess Bai Zhi! Good luck with the performance!!"
The words fell.
The people in line shouted in unison:
"Go, Angelica dahurica! Keep up the good work with your performance!"
"Go, Angelica dahurica! Keep up the good work with your performance!"
"Go, Angelica dahurica! Keep up the good work with your performance!"
The screams completely threw the already disorderly queue into chaos.
Old Zhang: ......
Looking at his son's completely insane state, Old Zhang looked at his wife beside him with tears streaming down his face:
"Honey...did I forget to take my blood pressure medication today? Why do I see Chengcheng acting as a 'fangirl' over there?"
Old Zhang's wife, however, remained calm. She was recording Zhang Cheng on her phone, laughing so hard she was doubled over.
"Old Zhang, just let him be."
"Look how energetic Chengcheng is now! This is much more interesting than him staying locked in his room all day drawing blueprints!"
"Besides, being Jiang Bai's biggest fan is better than being a fan of any other male celebrity!"
Old Zhang clutched his chest and sat shakily on the stone bench.
"Jiang Bai... Jiang Laoliu... what kind of drug did you give these people?!"
Old Zhang silently cried out in his heart, but dared not utter a single word.
He could only watch helplessly as his son, leading Jiang Baizhi's fan group, shouted louder and louder.
The incident involving Bai Zhi was only stopped when she was taken away by security guards.
.......
soon.
Time passed little by little.
The performance is approaching.
Most people have already entered the campus.
At this point, the campus had completely transformed into a city that never sleeps.
In the center of the playground, the makeshift open-air stage, bathed in the direct light of hundreds of cold lights, exuded an almost dreamlike chill.
Around the open-air stage, apart from the original green lawn, all the open space has been filled with densely packed plastic folding chairs.
From above, these chairs look like rows of neat scales, stretching all the way to the edge of the runway.
The school mobilized its highest-level logistics resources in almost the entire history of the school for this fundraising performance.
"Slow down! Families over there, please keep to the left if you have children!"
"Vocal music majors, stop hanging around here, go to your department's designated seats!"
On the playground, dozens of security personnel were fully armed, as if facing a major enemy.
The school leaders, who usually drink tea in their offices, were all dressed in suits and maintaining order.
However, even with seats added to their maximum capacity, the playground still wasn't enough.
The main road, the corridors of the teaching buildings, and even the area around the French plane trees surrounding the playground were all packed with a sea of people.
Countless fans from outside the school were standing on tiptoe, holding up various support items.
They took over the entire school.
Faced with this crowd of people without seats.
The security guards had long since given up trying to maintain order.
Carrying megaphones, they could only maintain their last line of defense as best they could:
"Stop pushing! Students in the trees, come down quickly!"
"If you keep swaying around like this, the security department will have to deploy the fire escape ladders!!"
"Tonight's performance does not include tree tickets!"
"Students, don't hang yourselves from the southeast branch, or you'll have to pay two hundred yuan if the tree gets damaged!"
"......"
Jiang Bai was hiding in the preparation area behind the stage, peeking out through the gap in the curtain.
Upon seeing this, he felt a buzzing in the back of his head; he had never seen such a zombie siege in both of his lives.
"System... my heart is racing."
Jiang Bai was ranting and raving in his mind.
"This isn't a school fundraising event, it looks like a branch venue for the Spring Festival Gala!"
"There were so many people, as far as the eye could see! They were like ants!"
[Ding! System detection in progress... Current number of people in and around the playground: 18,400. Host is advised to take deep breaths, as your popularity has skyrocketed, making it very easy to trigger a localized "brain drain" tornado.]
Jiang Bai wiped the cold sweat from his palm and glanced at the dense crowd.
It has to be said that this year's celebrity alumni have quite the impressive credentials.
Looking around, most of the area was completely dominated by a sea of azure lights.
That was Zhang Dali's support group.
Thousands of blue LED signs bearing the slogan "Miracles Abound" flashed in the darkness, forming a surging blue ocean that was visually striking in the dark night.
This makes it look like a top-tier celebrity concert.
"Tsk, a third-tier male star is still a third-tier male star, his money power is really top-notch."
Jiang Bai muttered to himself, then glanced at the section for his fans.
Compared to Zhang Dali's money-burning LED blue ocean, Jiang Baizhi's territory seems somewhat...retro.
Because it was organized spontaneously by fans, there was no management company behind it investing money.
Those hundreds of elderly men and women, along with enthusiastic students, all had pink inflatable sticks in their hands.
Although some people were waving heart-shaped sticks, in the dim light, the brightness of these plastic products was clearly no match for the electronic technology next door.
Just as Jiang Bai was feeling a bit sorry for his fan club, his gaze suddenly fell on a high ground in the very center of the front row.
"Holy crap?!"
Jiang Bai's eyes nearly popped out, and he almost choked to death.
Su Ze, Gu Dapeng, and Lin Le stood like three gatekeepers, occupying the frontmost position.
At this moment.
They moved the life-sized Jiang Baizhi standee over and firmly fixed it in the middle of the seat.
To make the standee stand out.
Su Ze somehow got hold of a set of high-lumen outdoor spotlights and used them to provide 360-degree, no-dead-angle, intense lighting to the signboard!
Even though it's dark now, and even though Zhang Dali's blue sea is dazzling in the distance, the playground is still bright.
Everyone's attention is still involuntarily drawn to the life-sized standee that shines so brightly it seems about to spontaneously combust.
The scene was so beautiful.
Under the direct sunlight, the Angelica dahurica on the standee exuded an almost transparent sense of purity, as if it were about to ascend to heaven at any moment.
Jiang Bai covered his face, feeling that all the shame he had ever felt in this lifetime had been completely exhausted in this one second.