The next two songs were both covers of current hit pop songs. There were no high-difficulty techniques, focusing mainly on a lively atmosphere and a grand chorus from the whole audience.
After the performance ended, although the applause wasn't as fanatical as a star's concert, it still counted as drawing a perfect full stop to this debut show.
Just as they got off stage, a few bold freshman junior sisters blushed and crowded around Ren Yichen.
"Senior, your singing is so good! Can I add your WeChat?"
Although this fellow Ren Yichen outwardly waved his hand in righteous refusal: "Sorry ah, family upbringing is strict, it's inconvenient," while speaking, his eyes drifted erratically toward Shen Linyin beside him.
But that smile at the corner of his mouth, stretching all the way to the roots of his ears, completely exposed his vanity.
Shen Linyin stood to the side, the drumsticks in her hand not yet put down. That pair of beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, her gaze like two ice knives, cutting back and forth across those few junior sisters. If looks could kill, these few freshmen would probably have already reincarnated three times.
Watching this scene, Lin Feng not only didn't envy him, but instead was full of sympathy.
"Old Ren, oh Old Ren, if I were you, I would have added them." Lin Feng sighed silently in his heart. "Really, you should leave yourself a way out. After all, according to the current rising trend of favorability, you are soon going to lose Shen Linyin. Prepare a few spare tires; that way, when the time comes to cry, you'll have a shoulder to lean on."
Turning his head to look, the corner of Lin Feng's mouth twitched.
That bassist Lu Mingxuan, who usually acted like an autism patient in the rehearsal room, was currently being surrounded by another wave of girls. This kid was like he had swapped personalities in a new environment, wearing a face full of sunny, brilliant smiles, holding his phone there scanning QR codes, his mouth still saying: "Sure, sure, come listen often in the future."
Heh, dog thing.
Lin Feng indignantly retracted his gaze.
Why? Why is no one coming to find me?
He subconsciously straightened his back, putting on the posture of a solitary and arrogant guitarist, gazing deeply into the distance.
However, no one came forward.
What Lin Feng didn't know was that the High-Cold Persona he had deliberately created this week to avoid Shen Linyin, combined with that robotic, precise, yet expressionless performance on stage just now, made him into a "Flower on a High Peak" that could only be viewed from afar in the eyes of the freshmen.
Everyone was whispering: "That guitarist is so handsome, but he looks so fierce, feels like he would scold people."
Lin Feng's young boy's heart, which had originally expected a romantic encounter, shattered all over the ground. Actually, he was very fragile; as long as someone gave him a slight step down, he could immediately perform a sliding kneel and add WeChat ah!
"Beautifully done!"
The four people gathered together and gave each other high-fives.
Lu Mingxuan looked at the row of new profile pictures with satisfaction and waved his hand: "I'm withdrawing first. This week exhausted me to death, I want to go home and catch up on sleep."
After speaking, this bassist who was a winner in life left dashingly.
Ren Yichen and Shen Linyin chose to stay, joining the crowd. After all, the next group to go on stage was that "Starry Sky Band" which looked very professional. Everyone wanted to see how much weight this group of people, who viewed them as competitors, actually carried.
The stage lights changed again.
The Starry Sky Band appeared in full force. It had to be said, their equipment was indeed much more sophisticated than a grass-stage troupe like Lin Feng's, and they even had unified performance costumes.
The moment the intro sounded, Lin Feng's pupils shrank violently.
That was an electric guitar solo with extreme explosive power.
On the right side of the stage, that Xu Zhixia who previously squatted in the bushes with leaves on her head like a fool, was currently stepping on the monitor speaker, fingers flying across the fretboard.
The moment an expert makes a move, you know if they have the goods.
Lin Feng's performance just now relied on the system's [Soft Cartilage] and [Fretting Mastery]. Precise was precise, but it was more like precision mechanical processing, without a trace of superfluous emotion—commonly known as "No Feelings."
But Xu Zhixia was different.
There was "soul" in the sound of her instrument.
The crying sensation of the bends, the trembling amplitude of the vibrato, and that aggressive sound of the pick attacking the strings; every note seemed to have life, drilling straight into people's eardrums. Her technique might be inferior in pure speed to Lin Feng who was using hacks, but in terms of musical expressiveness, she simply dumped the current Lin Feng eight streets away.
"Damn..." Lin Feng was secretly startled in his heart. "I had eyes but failed to recognize Mount Tai."
Previously during that meeting in the rehearsal room, he was only concerned with doing finger exercises for that broken Daily Mission and didn't listen to this bunch play at all. Looking at it now, this woman whose brain didn't work too well was actually a true Thigh-level guitarist!
Seeming to sense Lin Feng's gaze, Xu Zhixia, who was in the middle of playing, suddenly glanced toward his general direction.
The two people's lines of sight converged in the air.
Xu Zhixia raised an eyebrow, the corner of her mouth hooking up into a provocative cold smile, as if saying: "See that? This is playing, Facial Paralysis."
Lin Feng was smiled at by this until his heart felt hairy.
But he did not feel ashamed, nor did he ignite any hot-blooded fighting spirit of "I want to surpass you."
On the contrary, his head subconsciously thought of the system interface.
A bolder, more shameless idea emerged in his mind.
Since the [Eternal Padlock] could forcefully bind even Shen Linyin, a "Good Brother's Girlfriend"...
Then what if it's a competitor?
If he used this lock on Xu Zhixia...
"If my band breaks up in the future, first poach Shen Linyin over to play drums, then poach Xu Zhixia over to play lead guitar..."
Lin Feng looked at the radiant Xu Zhixia on stage, his gaze gradually becoming perverted.
"It doesn't matter even if she hates me; anyway, once locked, she won't run. As long as the technique is good, I'll accept it even if her character is a pervert."
At this moment, Lin Feng felt he was one step closer to the title of "Number One Human Trafficker in the Music Circle."