Ultra TMY (2)

(A/N)

wow... this author really got lazy, huh?

only 2 chapters per week, and they can't even come up with an original chapter title?

shame.

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"I'm TMY. Who are all of you?"

As this sentence elegantly traversed the entire electronic music festival, it ignited an excitement level that could rival a hyperactive squirrel on an endless sugar high. No one had foreseen this as the grand opener to TMY's live performance.

The crowd erupted into a frenzy, and you could almost envision the collective astonishment causing their jaws to plummet to the ground. The audience was so taken aback that they could have effortlessly passed for extras in a zombie movie – they were all ensnared in a trance of wonder.

The emergence of a two-dimensional character from the screens into reality left the crowd more perplexed than a chameleon amidst a bag of multicolored candies. Was this an intricate stage effect, or had they unintentionally wandered into a sci-fi convention?

The reverberations of this moment were not confined to the live event itself; they reverberated through the internet like a seasoned surfer riding the crest of viral content.

In contrast to TMY's previous debut, which comparatively seemed like a meet-and-greet, Ultra resembled a star-studded gala. At least four or five top-tier streaming platforms were broadcasting the cutting-edge performance, with Modu-Panta Live standing tall among this illustrious lineup.

These live streams were the VIPs of streaming – there was no need for fabricated viewers. Given the limited number of event tickets available, only a fortunate handful had the opportunity to witness the enchantment in person.

The comments section had been running rampant from the onset of the live broadcast. However, the moment the short-haired TMY stepped out of the mammoth screen, it was as if a mystical hush had enveloped all virtual discourse. For a fleeting moment, the sole sound that prevailed was the digital chirping of virtual crickets in the comments section, punctuated by only a few audacious souls daring to articulate their immediate amazement.

"Oh my goodness, what is transpiring here? Is this a concert or an amusement park?"

"Is this truly an electronic music festival? It feels more akin to a holographic rollercoaster ride!"

"OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG!!!"

"6666, it's as if I'm witnessing a glitch in the Matrix, and there's a rift in the fabric of space unfolding right before my eyes."

"Two TMYs in a single location. It's akin to the universe executing a remix."

"Didn't she ask about our names..."

"I'm Wang Ergou!!"

"I'm Li Goudan!!!"

And just like that, the comments section roared to life once more, with everyone tossing their names into the digital arena as though auditioning for a virtual talent showcase.

Online, the buzz propagated like wildfire. Almost instantaneously following the recently unmasked girl's grand entrance, all major social media platforms – Weibo, Tieba, WeChat Moments, ect – became inundated with screenshots, posts, and links to the live stream.

The abrupt surge in web traffic left streaming platform servers sweating profusely. Fortunately, Panta Live had learned valuable lessons from TMY's prior debut and had rapidly bolstered their server capacity. Otherwise, they might have been on the brink of a second server meltdown.

Not solely confined to streaming platforms, even prominent websites joined the revelry. Pop-up headlines such as "Mind-Blowing Moment: Electronic Music Festival Girl Drops This Bombshell!" were cropping up ubiquitously.

"China's top-gen DJ makes a stylish debut at Ultra – 'I'm TMY. Who are all of you?'"

News reports sprouted forth faster than a DJ's beat drop. Video platforms were inundated with user-uploaded clips.

This news story thrived on its inherent urgency, like an overly zealous news anchor striving to secure the scoop before anyone else.

Surprisingly, among all the platforms vying for attention during this electronic music festival, Bilibili boasted the largest audience, with Douyu closely trailing behind. Even Panta, who was expected to shine as the star of the show, found itself taking a backseat.

When you added up the viewers from all these platforms, the number was so staggering that counting sheep before bedtime seemed like child's play.

To put it into perspective, we're talking about over 17,008,000 people!

And bear in mind, it was still the early hours of the morning. Had this occurred later in the day, the figures might have been astronomical enough to attract the attention of extraterrestrial beings.

As individuals worldwide sat in front of their computers, their eyes were locked onto the live stream...

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Miaoyi observed this spectacle unfolding from the stage, and she couldn't help but be infected by the contagion of enthusiasm. Her heart pounded with exhilaration and zeal.

Well, when the audience craves it, you deliver! After all, it was all about the music, and that's why she stood there in the first place!

At this very moment, Miaoyi was something extraordinary.

She seized the microphone once more, drew in a deep breath, and roared with all her might, "Everybody, put your hands up, Everybody, put your hands up!"

"Make some noise!"

Miaoyi's youthful fingers descended like those of a DJ summoning lightning, and the mixing console illuminated with a blue glow that could outshine even Sonic the Hedgehog. The music broke through the constraints of the sound system and resounded throughout the entire venue. The rhythm of the prelude pirouetted on the hearts of the audience as if auditioning for a slot on So You Think You Can Dance.

After taking a bow, the girl projection raised her hood and mask once again, and walked back towards the screen in the same way she arrived. Stepping back into the digital world, the girl took one last wistful look towards the audience, before walking towards the right edge of the frame.

Tracking the girl's movements while staying in place – as if using a tripod – the camera swiveled to watch the girl walk away. The girl didn't travel for long, and walked through the middle of a cinematic art piece, before descending down a flight of stairs and disappearing.

Once the girl disappeared, the audience finally noticed the shape of the piece. But... why was it just two triangles?

The scene slowly shifted to a black backdrop, with the art piece fading into a tie-dye '◢ ◤' symbol. In tandem with the music reverberating through the venue, the laser lights on the main stage embarked on a mesmerizing display, as if they had suddenly taken up a complex pattern akin to knitting.

As the musical anticipation gracefully unfurled, a mysterious figure strolled onto the main stage, holding a microphone. That's when the audience's mental puzzle pieces began to fall into place.

Hold your horses, folks, none other than The Rex is gracing us with his presence!

Yes, you heard it correctly. Many people, whether they were streaming the performance or witnessing it live, instantly recognized the face on stage. That dashing character was none other than The Rex, the top-tier producer who had been making waves in the Chinese music scene even before TMY took the stage.

As soon as this revelation hit, the comment sections of various platforms erupted, and everyone was as bewildered as a cat at a dog show.

"Wait, is that The Rex?"

"Could someone confirm if that's really The Rex? Why is he crashing Princess's gig?"

"I can't believe it... even though TMY and The Rex hinted at reconciling on Weibo, this is still mind-blowing."

"Why is he here? Is he trying his hand at singing now?"

"Did anyone catch the name of this song? It's incredible!"

"Indeed, has anyone else noticed the song and that ◢ ◤ symbol?"

"Maybe it's a new single; we've never heard it before."

"She's way too prolific!"

Miaoyi's fans often praised her for her sheer productivity, and this was simply another example. The song being performed was undoubtedly fresh, something even a casual TMY fan could discern.

Until this moment, most folks had viewed The Rex solely as an electronic music wizard. No one had ever envisioned him singing on stage, let alone taking the lead on one of his own tracks. It had led many to assume that singing wasn't his forte.

But now, with The Rex making a surprise appearance at TMY's electronic extravaganza, people remembered that he wasn't just an electronic savant; he had also graduated from the Central Conservatory of Music's Music Theater Department in 2011.

Seeing him on this stage was akin to discovering that your favorite superhero also had a secret identity as a professional pancake flipper on weekends.

Once The Rex began to belt out his tunes, the live event reached an unprecedented peak on the musical Richter scale.

In the past, most of the songs TMY performed with a vocalist featured Jing Qiuhua. But now, a male singer was at the helm, injecting the performance with an entirely new vibe. It was like comparing apples to watermelons – both delightful but entirely distinct.

And, let's be honest, this was often how a singer's caliber was judged – by their unique style and flair.

And boy, did The Rex deliver.

The live audience and online viewers alike were spellbound from start to finish. First, they were floored by The Rex's unexpected appearance, and then they were swept away by the entire song.

In the venue, the music was electrifying.

"Where there's a will, there's a way, kind of beautiful

And every night has its day, so magical

And if there's love in this life, there's no obstacle

That can't be defeated~..."

Credit was due where it was deserved; The Rex possessed remarkable vocal prowess. As Miaoyi orchestrated the music, she couldn't help but feel a profound connection to the performance.

Even if The Rex didn't make it big in the electronic music scene in the end, he could have easily carved a niche for himself as a pure singer in the Chinese music scene. It was undoubtedly a wise choice.

"But at last, this song is out there now," Miaoyi thought as she gazed up at the fluffy white clouds in the blue sky, nodding slightly to herself. Her slender finger descended gracefully, pressing a button at the center of the main stage.

In the blink of an eye, within the '◢ ◤' symbol of the main stage's holographic projection, a song title appeared for everyone to see.

◢TMY/The Rex - "Waiting For Love" (Ft-Avicii)◤.

You see, TMY had this thoughtful habit of displaying the song title on the main stage whenever she released a new single. So, when this song title emerged, it naturally caught the eye of countless viewers. After all, the holographic projection was already a visual feast.

"'Waiting For Love'? Is that the title of the new single?"

"It's got to be a new single!! What a delightful surprise!"

"Hmm, if The Rex was at the forefront of the song title, I'd understand, as he's the lead vocalist. But why the 'Ft' this time?"

"Yeah, who's this? First time I've seen it in Princess's song title."

"'It's a bit mysterious, but if Princess included it, she must have her reasons. We'll find out soon, I'm sure."

At this point, it wasn't the song title or even The Rex's name that had everyone scratching their heads. No, it was the 'Feat-Avicii' tag at the end that was sparking curiosity.

Because in the music world, especially in the electronic scene, "Ft." meant "feat." as in "featuring."

And what does "featuring" mean, you ask? Well, it implies "contributing," "an important element," or "essential."

So when someone's name followed "Ft" in a song title, it was like a musical seal of approval, a symbol of respect and recognition.

So, when TMY's new single title concluded with 'Ft' and someone's name, it was no small matter. And that's why everyone was intrigued.

"Who's this Avicii? Why does TMY's new single feature his name with 'Ft'?"

"Is he some prominent figure in electronic music?"

"No idea... but it's got me puzzled."

"But the song is fantastic..."

"Who's Avicii?"

This was the burning question on everyone's minds. Because this new single TMY was presenting had hit all the right notes in terms of structure, melody, and sheer auditory pleasure. Plus, "Waiting For Love" had a certain enchanting quality, as if it were the musical equivalent of a warm, affectionate hug.

Certainly, it wasn't a thunderous banger, but it possessed the knack of making people feel warm and fuzzy inside, even though they couldn't quite pinpoint why. It was like a musical hypnotist, lulling everyone into its delightful embrace.

In other words, this song was a surefire hit, no doubt about it.

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(A/N)

I'm sorry, but I have to do it. This chapter would seem empty otherwise...

ok here goes

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MONDAY LEFT ME BROKEN ~ 

TUESDAY I WAS THROUGH WITH HOPING ~ ~

WEDNESDAY MY EMPTY ARMS WERE OPEN  ~ ~ ~

THURSDAY WAITING FOR LOVE ! ! !  WAITING FOR LOVE ! ! ! ~ ~ ~ ~