First, a gust of howling wind swept through, even though they were at a concert venue, it felt as if they were standing atop a mountain, gazing at distant peaks, where even the wind brushing past the summit could be heard.
The music began softly, a deeply emotional lody that erged like a gentle spring breeze caressing tender grass, tender yet persistent. The electric guitar, which usually roared with energy elsewhere, now rippled like waves on water, stirring both the surface and the emotions.
On the rising stage, seven mbers struck their opening pose, one stacked upon another, resembling a range of mountains.
The wind machine kicked in at that mont, their loosely buttoned shirts billowed, the white fabric swirling like clouds. The audience scread, their eyes chasing the fluttering hems of the shirts.
No one had expected Random Entertainnt’s new boy group to embody this style—
“Ahhhhhh Random Entertainnt, you really know how to hit right in the feels!”
“How can I not lose it over this?!”
“Why are they covering their faces?!”
Everyone had known that Random Entertainnt would debut their new boy group as the opening act today. While many were curious, most were just there for the spectacle, as they already had their own favorite groups.
But no one anticipated this kind of concept—seven barefoot boys in white shirts sent the female audience into a frenzy the mont they appeared.
The half-hidden, half-revealed stage effect greatly stimulated the audience’s curiosity.
Among the seven, three had dyed their hair in varying shades of blonde—one a radiant, sunlit gold, another a snowy silver, and the last a sunset-like orange hue.
Ke Youming, standing at the center with his pale white hair, was the most striking. He stood in the middle of the stage, dressed in a pristine white shirt paired with light-wash jeans, his bare feet lightly touching the floor as if resonating with the stage itself.
“Adding a stroke of color to the canvas of life, a gentle, healing lody, searching for the self deep within the soul.”
“In this dream, finding the way ho, braving the storm to chase love and freedom across the sea.”
He and Lu Zhao, with his black hair, stood like twin opposites, raising their arms and intertwining their wrists as if searching for a faint glimr of hope.
One wore a lace eye mask, the other a satin one, their shirts pressed against their bodies by the wind, with Ke Youming’s shirt lifting slightly to reveal a hint of his abs.
The fans’ frenzy was palpable—
From the song choice to the outfits, and even the choreography, Random Entertainnt had perfectly captured the fans’ hearts.
The stage was elegant and breathtaking, but the music was even more so. Without complex arrangents, the lody, interwoven with the sound of wind, instantly transported the audience to a snow-covered winter, the drumbeats mimicking the crunch of footsteps in the snow, matching their dance moves.
The simple guitar lody carried a lancholic tone, yet the lyrics spoke of self-discovery, like the hidden depression beneath the winter snow, the emotional impact subtle yet deeply felt.
Their performance lasted only four minutes, with two choruses before reaching the finale.
Like all songs, the bridge was ant to build up the emotional tension, so it was subdued.
The seven mbers sang together, gathering as if reaching for sothing above, their artistic, less comrcially-driven choreography leaving the audience in awe. Everyone’s attention was fixed on them, their breaths held.
Then, one mber stepped forward, his voice gradually overpowering the others, climbing higher and higher. When he hit the high note, the atmosphere on stage seed to freeze. A powerful energy surged from within him, his high note like a bolt of lightning across the sky, instantly igniting the entire stage.
Golden confetti rained down, enveloping him in a dazzling light, like a star suddenly shining in the dark.
The audience erupted, a shiver running through everyone present. The impact of this four-minute performance would linger for a long ti.
The closing lody felt like it had traveled through ti and across mountains, carrying a sense of future loneliness. Despite the grand chorus, it left a feeling of solitude.
Just as they had begun, they ended the sa way. The stage descended slowly, ribbons falling like soft rain, covering them as if they had vanished into thin air. Only the traces on stage proved they had been there, everything else felt like a dream.
Jiang Liuxing and Liu Yue stood with their mouths agape, unable to close them for a long ti.
They glanced at each other, seeing the sparkle in each other’s eyes, their long-dormant passion for idol fandom reignited in that mont.
There were many like them. While the next artist’s VCR played on stage, many in the audience were busy on their phones, searching for information about the group that had just perford.
Fans who couldn’t attend the concert had to wait for fan accounts to release clips, but that wouldn’t happen until after the show ended.
As people idly browsed online, they suddenly noticed the hashtag #OpeningStage trending, followed by #Froséline.
“#OpeningStage# I’m done for, my soul was snatched the mont they started! Who’s the one with white hair? Soone give his address! Are there fan cams yet?”
“#OpeningStage# I’m losing it, Random Entertainnt, I take back everything bad I ever said about you. You’re a genius at creating idol groups.”
“#OpeningStage# They’re not even officially debuted yet, but I think they could rival the Four Gods and the Five Androids as Random Entertainnt’s flagship group.”
The trending hashtags were flooded with questions about the seven mbers, a testant to how strong an impression their performance had left.
Random Entertainnt had released too many idol groups in a short ti, with three direct groups and three others under managent. Each group had its own distinct style, but all fell under the idol category, leaving little room for new concepts.
With Titrain still dominating the dostic market, the public hadn’t been particularly excited about Random Entertainnt’s next group.
Before today, many had been skeptical, knowing the opening act would be Random Entertainnt’s new boy group. Those who doubted had already planned to pass the four minutes by scrolling on their phones.
But reality hit hard—their performance was a slap in the face to all the naysayers.
Discussion threads quickly popped up on forums, complete with fan cams of the performance.
“A style I never would’ve imagined…”
“They’ve outdone everyone in both artistry and comrcial appeal.”
“The landscape is shifting. Five Androids, you better watch out.”
“The eye masks and bare feet were such brilliant stage design choices.”
“Another thread has already revealed the identities of the seven mbers. It’s really them.”
“Is this their debut song?”
“When’s the audio dropping? This is crucial for . I’ve already been looping the video.”
“Random Entertainnt, you really know how to play with my emotions (facepalm).”
“Just when I start to feel a bit bored with Random Entertainnt, they pull out sothing new…”
Froséline’s debut overshadowed the other groups, sparking intense online discussions. While other groups’ performances mostly catered to their own fandoms, only Random Entertainnt’s acts could generate broader conversations.
Still, the three-hour concert left the audience thoroughly satisfied. Each group had a stage where they rode a flower-decorated cart, interacting with fans in the stands.
At the end, all the artists ca on stage to greet the audience.
To ensure no one went hungry or thirsty during the three hours, vendors road the venue selling food and drinks at reasonable prices.
Restroom access was also well-managed, with staff guiding attendees to use available facilities efficiently.
For any needs, attendees could simply approach the staff in their section, ensuring a smooth and enjoyable experience throughout the event.
Because of this positive reception, everyone has already started looking forward to next year's sumr camp concert.
The first joint concert was a huge success, and as Jiang Juyou made her way backstage to et her artists after the event, she was greeted with cheers from the staff along the way.
She smiled and accepted the praise, even joking around and waving at them, playing the part of a celebrity for a mont.
In the waiting room of Fluoxetine, the seven mbers had already changed into casual clothes. They had just watched the latter half of the concert from the VIP box seats and had now returned backstage, where they t their producer and manager.
"Great job today! The performance was fantastic, and the online response has been very positive!" their producer applauded, then let out a sigh of relief. "I was worried that people might not accept this style, but seeing the feedback now, my worries have finally been put to rest. How do you all feel?"
Ke Youming and the others were still trembling with excitent, vividly recalling the feeling of standing on stage earlier. Ke Youming held his chest and said, "I was so nervous at the ti..."
"My legs were like jelly during the opening."
"It felt like a dream..."
"Good! Rember this feeling. You'll be debuting in two months, so hold onto this mont and rember the sincerity you felt." After clapping her hands and finishing her words, there was a knock at the door of the waiting room.
It was Jiang Juyou's assistant who entered, and as soon as she ca in, everyone knew who was following behind her.
Everyone quickly stood up and cheered to welco Jiang Juyou.
Jiang Juyou also let out a small scream of excitent and smiled as she responded to them, "The stage today was truly amazing!"
"Thank you, Producer Jiang!" The seven young n bowed in unison, their loud voices startling Jiang Juyou.
After chatting with the seven of them about their feelings from their first stage performance, Jiang Juyou called their producer and manager to join her before leaving. As soon as they stepped out, they ran into Lin Jie, who was rushing over, followed by the leaders of several other groups.
Judging by the commotion, sothing big was about to happen.
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