The Civet Music Festival was neither a rock festival nor an electronic music festival.
Anything that could go on stage could be found there, and there were all kinds of people in the audience at the festival. White Moonlight had been invited, in large part due to cross-industry promotion.
Musicians didn’t often see survival show players. The invitation was written very politely, and basically translated to: It’s fine as long as you can sing into the microphone!
From the sponsor’s point of view, a survival show releasing an album was just for fun, and most of the credit should go to the tuner.
White Moonlight’s leader gladly accepted the invitation, letting the battle team do what they wanted.
Even though that was the case, Wu Jin was so excited that he treated it like the Grammy Music Awards.
Floating City Base, the city master’s residence.
Wu Jin held his electric guitar, and howled day and night, from the living room to the bedroom, from the bedroom to the corridor. Sometimes, the Floating City guards would be off late, and Wu Jin would drag his guitar to the basketball court for a concert.
In order to cultivate a stable stage presence as soon as possible.
Every time Wei Shi came down from the Floating Tower, he would pick him up from the court. Sometimes, he would also pick up a guitar, and sometimes he’d help Wu Jin hold a basketball.
Wu Jin was immersed in the music, changing the beat back and forth. In the star ship, the White Moonlight leader earnestly instructed the players, “No fighting allowed at the music festival. The insurance you’re all on only covers the survival show games.”
Wu Jin raised his hand, “Even if we start fighting, it’ll be someone else who gets hurt––”
The leader: “What are you thinking! The insurance I bought for you guys only pays for the injuries you’ve caused to others, not for your own injuries.”
Wu Jin: “......”
Star Net.
In one short week, White Moonlight’s support theme song had set off numerous positive waves. Caesar roared with vigor, Wen Lin’s chorus was catchy, Chen Xiran’s rap style was rough, and Wu Jin’s voice became a hiss on the high notes but was still in tune.
The professional commentators gave very pertinent praise towards this theme song that was quite different from the mainstream music style, “The lead singer’s vocal skills are there, and the shouting isn’t done blindly. This is a popular means of expression from nearly ten centuries ago. It was found commonly in street bands, this feeling of a youthful momentum––what? He’s not a lead singer? He’s an assault commander? ...”
While the song quietly climbed up several insignificant song ranking lists, White Moonlight fans also ushered in an exciting boost during this long off-season.
––“Even if this group of big brothers lose their underpants in the Star League, they’ll still be able to make a living as a band in the future!”
Amongst them, none were more proud than Wu Jin’s fan support group.
“?? Contestant Wu, do you still remember that you’re a professional player in survival shows!”
“My son was hugging a classical guitar and singing seriously in the Crosson Show, and now he’s going to roar at a music festival!”
“––I’ve clearly only spent a year with my son, but why do I feel like I’ve raised my son up from 9 to 20?! Introducing the cutest Little Witch in the world! He can fire guns, shoot arrows, sing and dance well, and he’s also soft and fluffy!”
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