Superhumans of the Dome City
Chapter 444 - 444 9 Idol's Holiday Part 2_2

444: Chapter 9 Idol’s Holiday (Part 2)_2 444: Chapter 9 Idol’s Holiday (Part 2)_2 “Gongsun Ce, get to the audience seats!”

“Delighted to.”

“Pink Sparkle?

What’s that…

Underground idol for nerds?

Maybe it starts with the band name as Anti-God Dao.” The audience below buzzed with discussion, many still talking about the hit song “Axe Crazy River” just performed.

As this unknown singer took the stage, the young people’s opinions immediately polarized.

“domo, I’m Pink Sparkle☆Cyber Girl!” the new singer dashed onto the stage with a sweet smile, greeting energetically, “Good evening, Weiyuan City!”

“That’s amazing!” “So cute!!!” A part of the audience excitedly shouted, seeing off-the-shoulder tops, short skirts, and a good figure.

“What a joke!” “Get off!!!” Another part of the audience angrily shouted, seeing the light and airy clothing, mismatched with the atmosphere and the female singer’s identity.

If this continues, there might be friction.

The controller thought about measures to control the situation, preparing to use an emergency plan when the opportunity arises.

At that moment, the female singer on stage raised her guitar in a strikingly noticeable manner.

Stage effects spewed smoke, and the girl plucked the strings of the guitar.

Her dancing fingertips produced illusions, and the idol’s figure appeared faintly visible within the smoke, while the popular major seventh chords spread to everyone’s ears, startling the young people who had disliked her.

It was the intro of “Axe Crazy River’s” famous song played five minutes ago, but this girl reproduced it flawlessly.

“Wait until the song ends before you judge,” he hurried, “being impatient might make you disliked by girls!”

The guitar accompaniment suddenly shifted, with an urgency that caught the audience off guard.

Without giving the audience more time to react, the new singer began her solo.

“Another grand event has concluded.

[Such a charming star]

Young children gaze up at the stage, watching their dreams.”

“Another grand event has concluded.

[Such a weary night]

The singer closes her eyes in lament, contemplating reality.”

She played rapid chords but sang a lyrical song.

Dressed like a professional idol, yet standing on a makeshift stage in the dead of night to sing.

Yet all these conflicts were harmonized, an intangible quality called emotion or trait, allowed the girl to blend smoothly into the ambiance of the venue…

It was the unique rhythm of Anti-God Dao·Black Metal, forming a protest against an indescribable, inexplicable pressure.

“Busy hustling in the past, numbly moving in the present.

Dwindling passion, carrying away the soul.”

“Can’t recall childhood speech, only remember today’s networking.

Can’t find a beloved hairpin, yet find yellowed paper money.”

She was professional, the controller concluded.

Her voice might not catch up with the hottest stars, but her singing skill was undoubtedly superb, even laymen could tell.

The lyrics carried a raw roughness, but her voice held detectable emotion.

Unknowingly, the murmurs halted, and people with different expressions listened to the tail end of the song.

The restless accompaniment calmed down, and the melodious female soprano lifted the final rise.

“Please tell me, Lord of God…

Where has the past me gone?

And where is the real me now…”

The music stopped, the singing ended, and the pink-haired girl earnestly bowed on stage.

“Hey.” Someone said, “Sing another one.”

Like a spark in hot oil, the atmosphere in the venue instantly exploded.

“This gal’s amazing!” “The real deal!” “Which band is she from?!” Not so elegant praises and applause came like a tidal wave.

“This isn’t Black Metal!” still, enthusiasts argued.

“Singing traditional songs at an Anti-God Dao gathering…

that’s also a rebellion!” shouted a punk dressed like the lead singer of “Axe Crazy River.” “Please, let her sing another one!”

Ready to leave the stage, Qiluo stood in the center, momentarily at a loss.

She saw a young man with gray hair standing in a corner, chanting along with the audience, “One more song!”

“Oh dear!” the girl said embarrassedly, “Then, one more song before I leave!

And I must apologize to the band coming up after me!”

After half a minute of tuning, another new song started.

The atmosphere at the venue was unprecedentedly electrifying.

The just-performed black metal band members squeezed in front to record.

“Innovative Black Metal, hey!” “Super awesome…” “The boss will definitely love this!”

Gongsun Ce stood next to the young Ninja, smiling apologetically.

“Sorry about that, Yamaoka, for causing you guys trouble.”

“Singing for the citizens for free can’t be called trouble.” Yamaoka said, “She sings really well, is that the lady on the phone?”

“You noticed.” Gongsun Ce asked, “How do you think she compares to Xingli?”

“Mr.

Gongsun, that’s Xingli!

She’s incomparable!” Yamaoka stated bluntly.

“But…

how do I put it…” The Ninja scratched his face, looking towards the captivating girl on stage.

“Listening to her songs during night shifts feels pretty lucrative.”

“An exclusive overtime benefit.”

“The recently anxious everyone will also be very happy,” Yamaoka joyfully said.

·

Qiluo, who had stood on stage for nearly half an hour and sung four songs in one breath, the idol Miss, was now resting in a park away from the venue.

“How do you feel?” Gongsun Ce handed her a bottle of water.

Qiluo slowly drank half the bottle and said weakly, “That’s too much!

Dragging me to such a place forcefully in the middle of the night!

You’ve worn me out till I can hardly speak!”

“I beg you not to use such misleading expressions!

I’m doomed if someone hears that!”