Chapter 212 Ready for the show?(1/2)
the next morning.
Outside the school gate, Sanji, Chopper, and Robin were standing together. It was only a little after 10 o'clock.
Chopper and Robin had already made an appointment to come see their performance, and they came very early today.
I have already wandered around the stalls in the garden between the foreign teaching building and the laboratory building, and also had some snacks along the way.
I happened to meet Sanji who was about to go out to pick up the girls. They also had late night snacks and had a banquet together. They liked each other very much, so they accompanied Sanji to pick up everyone from GM Tokyo outside the school.
After a while, I saw Ohana and a group of handsome uncles and pretty ladies approaching.
They actually came together in a group, probably gathering outside the subway station.
Sanji looked at Ohana, who was wearing a denim short shirt and a white T-shirt underneath, and waved quickly.
"master!"
"Oh! There he is." Ohana naturally saw the three of them and called everyone over: "Don't you have any tasks in class today?"
Naturally, Sanji's class also has activities.
"It's a shift system. Those who have club performances in the morning are scheduled to perform in the afternoon." Sanji explained.
"Oh, it's still early, how about we go shopping?" Kyono suggested: "It's been a long time since I visited the campus festival. I remember back then..."
"No, no, no, no, let's go to the stage and get a good seat." Chef Renzi said: "It's not too late to go shopping after watching Takeda-kun's performance. It's not far from the store. Just go back before three o'clock.
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"Well, Renzi and I already handled part of today's work last night." Ohana gave a thumbs up: "Don't worry!"
The catering industry is miserable. Neon is okay, with regular holidays every week. However, Hua Xia Restaurant can adjust the holidays due to the large number of people. However, for a small restaurant of the size of GM Tokyo, it is basically open all year round.
"Haha, let's go to Takeda first! You can buy some food on the way, right?" Aizawa said, and asked casually: "Are they prepared well?"
"Of course!" Sanji gave a thumbs up, full of confidence: "Today will definitely shock the audience!"
"Really? I can't wait to say it." Kuzumi smiled and took Robin's arm.
Chopper on the side was licking the marshmallow and didn't care. He didn't believe that Wu Sheng and the others, who were only one grade older than him, could put on any wonderful performances. They fought so hard that Dr. Chopper accepted it, but the band? Performance? Writing
Song?
Hey, don’t believe it!
Robin, on the other hand, was thinking with interest about that young man who was mature, steady, and methodical in everything he did, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly: "What kind of songs would he write?"
A group of people from GM Tokyo walked in, and their average looks were amazing. They walked, bought, laughed and ate, which made other people and students who were shopping look at them.
Hattori also arrived early. After all, he only had the two tickets given by Wu Sheng and had to buy two more. He was afraid of having to queue up to buy tickets, so he came early.
Now I bought my tickets and stood aside waiting for Minatoura and Mashiro and the others.
Naturally, he also heard Ohana and the others mention Takeda's name, and combined with keywords such as "performance" and "stage", he probably guessed that this group of people with incredible looks were also friends of Wu Sheng and the others.
"They are all adults. Is this the restaurant where Takeda works?" He made a random guess in his mind and did not go in.
After a while, the two assistant ladies also arrived. They were about to go in, and then they saw Hattori waiting at the door. They quickly went up to say hello: "Mr. Hattori, are you waiting for someone?"
Hattori smiled: "Yes, you go in first."
"Oh?" The assistant lady was excited: "Is she your girlfriend?"
"Uh-huh." Hattori coughed: "No, no, it's my colleagues from the editorial department, and Teacher Mumenha Ajo."
"Is it that Ajou Mumenha teacher?!"
"Yes." Hattori replied and looked at his watch. They shouldn't be late. Why?
How come it's so late and you haven't arrived yet?
"Oh, let's..." The girls wanted to go in, but also wanted to get Mr. Acheng Mumengye's autograph.
Hattori knew when he saw their confused expressions: "You guys go in first, we will also look for Takeda-sensei and Fukada-sensei after the performance."
"Oh! Okay! Let's go in first!"
Just after the two young ladies left, Minato came over with Mashiro, Takagi, his new wife Eiji, Fukuda and Fatty looking embarrassed.
"Um..." Hattori took one look and knew why they were so slow.
Why is this big boss here too? He hurriedly went up to say hello: "Why is Teacher New Wife here?"
"I also want to meet Takeda-sensei and Fukada-sensei!" Niizuma Eiji nodded to Hattori as a greeting, and looked past him towards the school: "Is this the campus festival of a high school in Tokyo?"
He grew up in the countryside and drew comics at home. He moved to Tokyo because he was serialized.
"Is that so..." Hattori had a headache, but he didn't say hello to Takeda and the others.
It's okay for Acheng Mu Mengye to come, he knows that Takeda has always been interested in Acheng Mu Mengye.
As a result, other people have come now, which is a bit troublesome.
Now that these people are here, we can’t drive them away, right?
He had no choice but to buy a few more tickets, and then walked to the school with the cartoonists who were looking around, "drawing materials" and "collecting inspiration".
After they walked in, a freckled young man wearing a cowboy hat also came to the school gate.
He raised his slightly lowered hat and revealed a pair of bright eyes: "Is this Luffy's school? It looks pretty good? It looks delicious!"
...
The stage in the school's indoor gymnasium has been set up overnight.
Their school is located in the Tokyo metropolitan area and has a limited area. There is not even an open-air stadium. A swimming pool and an indoor gymnasium the size of two basketball courts are the limit.
Therefore, there is no auditorium. The indoor gymnasium is dual-purpose, with a small built-in stage. In the past, opening ceremonies or conferences were held in the indoor gymnasium.
For this campus festival, the school put some effort into setting up a very unique stage.
The lighting and sound were rented from outside professional companies. The entire stage was about 1.5 meters away from the ground of the stadium, taking into account both audience viewing and interaction, as well as safety.
The court is filled with plastic chairs and stools that were also rented from the stage company.
Although there are only a few hundred pictures in total, from beginning to end, it still looks very spectacular at a glance.
However, compared to professional large-scale performances, this stage is still inferior. After all, to put it bluntly, it is just an exhibition of the school's club achievements, plus at most some stage drama performances submitted by the class.
If the school can hire a professional company, it means that it is attentive enough, and it even feels a bit wealthy.
What makes Wu Sheng and the others feel miserable is that they forgot to go to the rehearsal yesterday afternoon to move around.
Because the light music section is really the most transparent among the small, the student council who directed the rehearsal didn't even bother to call them.
Probably because there is no point in calling them to rehearse, since it is a recharge show at 11 noon anyway.
A group of high school students, playing guitar and drums, performing some pop music that everyone is tired of listening to, what is there to expect?
Not at all!
So, they were skipped directly, and they didn't realize it until they chatted with other performing groups backstage this morning.
Brooke apologized sheepishly: "There was a notice from the student union, but I forgot. I'm really sorry."
"It's okay." Luffy didn't care: "
I also feel that rehearsal is meaningless.”
"Well, it's okay..." Wu Sheng was adjusting his bass amplifier. He came over this morning and found so many unexpected things that he even forgot to ask if Ace was here.
Naturally, the professional speakers used on the stage cannot be as small as the ones used in practice. They are very large and there are not many equipments on the stage, and most of them have been adjusted last night.
In this kind of small performance with less than a thousand people, the bass is treated very poorly. There is no sound pickup from the instrument speaker, and the signal of the instrument is directly entered into the mixing console.
After directly using the output of the amplifier to transmit it to the mixer, if the quality of the amplifier is average, it will be impossible to achieve the best possible tone. Worse, it may even produce a terrifyingly distorted electrical noise.
It sounds muddy and uncomfortable.
Even if Wu Sheng brought his own effects units and pickups, he couldn't change this situation.
The most he could do was negotiate with the staff to see if he could put a microphone in front of the speaker to directly pick up the sound of the instrument played by the speaker.
If they had come to the rehearsal yesterday, they might have been able to ask the stage design company to pick up professional equipment in the evening.
But now, don't think about it.
While he was adjusting it, Zoro brought the last set of drums over.
And Usopp and Nami are comforting the super nervous Keya.
She was so excited that she couldn't sleep last night and only slept for half the night. As a result, she was even more worried about gains and losses early in the morning. It was even worse after she learned that her band had forgotten to rehearse.
At this moment, my fingers were stiff and I couldn't play the keyboard. My hands were held by Nami and Usopp on the left and right, kneading and relaxing them.
"Don't worry, we still have an hour to go. You can see that the seats outside are less than half full. Don't worry." Nami comforted her.
"Yeah, take a deep breath quickly, inhale~exhale~" Usopp also directed: "Look, Luffy and Takeda don't feel nervous at all, they're fine."
"Breathe...breathe..." Keya took a deep breath while looking at Luffy who was dozing off, and Wu Sheng who had already adjusted the bass and was yawning beside him.
Feeling slightly relaxed.
But when she looked again, she found that Brooke, who had finished adjusting his guitar, was sitting there shaking his legs, chattering his teeth and mumbling something, not knowing what he was talking about.
To be continued...