Chapter 194: Will You Be Streaming?
Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
“Amazing!”
This time the 11/11 gala’s director was a famous director for festivals and events from America. He’d seen every kind of performance imaginable, and out of all the performances tonight, none had managed to touch him like this one did. At most, he gave a nod to the better ones. But after the song “fairy” was performed, he emotionally waved his hand in a fist.
Of course, this fist was for the sand painting performance. Su Qing Cen was a great singer and had performed well today. She was pretty good at live performances, but at most would only receive a nod from the head director, David.
David had seen several sand art performances before, and even collaborated with those at the top of the industry, but he’d never seen Meng Fan’s style of the sand art performance.
His sand painting skill was one thing, and his wild imagination was the other. Combined, the visuals created were unimaginable.
David was sure Meng Fan could make it to the Las Vegas show performing sand art alone!
When Su Qing Cen’s rehearsal ended, David had sent Meng Fan an invite to this performance, but this tall happy go lucky guy actually had the nerve to reject him.
‘Can he stream his performance?’
‘Are there a lot of viewers?’
These questions all puzzled David. ‘Have you heard of anyone streaming the Las Vegas show?’
Artists had a temper, that David knew, but this was the first of its kind.
“Chen, your rhythm is good.”
David shook his head and threw this useless conversation aside, congratulating the program director.
David had brought his own crew, but one of these famous program directors came down the stomach flu, so he could only ask a director from Mainland to fill in that he’d once worked with.
A program director was crucial to the streaming of these live events, and would heavily impact the show if David did not communicate with him, no matter how good a director he was.
And this man from China, last name Chen had caught David’s eye from the beginning of the gala. He was much better at controlling the field and performances than the last partner, especially during Meng Fan and Su Qing Cen’s performance. His production skills reinforced David’s long-time desire to collaborate with him.
Meng Fan’s performance required a high degree of cooperation from the program director. The scene required several camera degrees already, and several segments had to be added. If there were any defects or regularities in the transitions, the picture would be chaotic; heavily impacting the overall visual effect.
When the audience saw Meng Fan on stream, from his sand art alone, they were able to visually enjoy the show, and feel the visual impact. All the stage effects like lighting took 10% of the credit, while the program director accounted for 20% of the credit and the technological features accounted for 20%, while Meng Fan’s personal charm took 50% of the credit.
At least to the live audience, the performance was not as wonderful as what the online viewers saw.
A good performance didn’t rely on one person, but collaboration amongst a group of people.
At this time, the sand art performer, Meng Fan, let out a deep sigh. He didn’t see the streamed content, but he was sure his performance went smoothly. His idea to cooperate with the organizer had succeeded. He felt really great!
He was in a lively mood.
But he refrained himself from laughing.
He was afraid that once the light focused on him, the stream would turn to him too. If he laughed, he’d ruin the beautiful scenery.
He’d gained his artist’s conception from his skill transfer, for it wasn’t something you could learn.
Although he would start another laughing frenzy, and earn a lot of experience for the [Concert Killer] task, Meng Fan held it in.
He didn’t know when was the next time he could experience such a fun performance.
After all, these kinds of shows did not happen often, and you don’t run into such a nice organizer often either.
Best hold it in!
He would be very grateful if he could just gain enough viewers today!
Of course, even if he couldn’t laugh, he could still smile.
In the beam of light, Meng Fan smiled and waved to the camera. After the light moved, he naturally left his position as well.
When the stage lit up again, the host appeared on stage, and Su Qing Cen who was still on the other end was invited for an interview, and to greet the audience as well. There would also be a lottery at the gala.
As for Meng Fan… He was no popular figure no matter how good he was at sand art, so nobody invited him to be interviewed. At most, he was mentioned by the host, “Thank you to our sand art performer Mr. Meng Fan for bringing us such a wonderful performance”. At best, he could be filmed a few more times and shown on stream.
Sand art performing artist?
Meng Fan thought this name flowed well, and only it was only uttered by the host. If the System could give him such a name, then he’d earn even more sand performing attributes.
“Ding!”
At this moment, an alert sounded in his mind.
Is the System actually giving him the title?
Of course not.
It was an alert notifying Meng Fan of the lethality score from this event.
Although he didn’t laugh, or provide any “negative guidance” , he still had an impact on the concert. And the score was relatively high too.
248!
It was even more lethal than Bai Zhi’s concert.
Seeing this, he determined his impact was based on how many people it affected. Otherwise, how could he earn so many points when he’d just been obediently performing? It’s almost 250 points!
Including the 188 from before, he had 366 lethality points in total, which was a fair distance away from the 1000 points required to complete the task.
Of course, Meng Fan thought at first he’d have to attend a dozen concerts to complete this task, but it seems like it won’t take that long now.
He then checked the viewer count for the [Famous Streamer] task.
Originally, his total views had reached 18 million, but now it leaped to over 52.25 million!
He’d gained 34 million views!
Basically, during that one song, there were that many people watching the 11/11 stream.
To be honest, it was less than Meng Fan anticipated. Pondering about it though, he was really overthinking.
It wasn’t hard for the 11/11 gala to reach 100 million viewers, but it was a lot to have 34 million viewers for those three or four minutes.
Meng Fan’s strong presence was to thank as well!
Facts have proven that Meng Fan’s presence was powerful. In the statistics listed after the gala ended, the “fairy” performance was the second most-watched performance from the entire show.
The most-watched was of course the performance by a world-famous superstar, who the organizer’s had been promoting for half a year.
“Mr…Meng?!”
After going backstage, Meng Fan was greeted by a few celebrities before he even entered his room.
These guys probably didn’t know what to call Meng Fan. Originally, they wanted to call him professor Meng, but he was way too young.
“Mr. Meng, I want to invite you to perform at my concert, would you be available?”
“Mr. Meng, we’re currently filming a show called… Are you interested?”
These were all celebrities who had finished their performances and were dressing down backstage and had watched Meng Fan’s performance just now on stream. They were all touched! So they took it into their own hands and waited for Meng Fan to come out and offer him these jobs.
They were all pretty famous, so Meng Fan knew who they were. Very seriously, he asked, “Uhm, will your concerts be streamed?”
Chapter 194: Will You Be Streaming?
Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
“Amazing!”
This time the 11/11 gala’s director was a famous director for festivals and events from America. He’d seen every kind of performance imaginable, and out of all the performances tonight, none had managed to touch him like this one did. At most, he gave a nod to the better ones. But after the song “fairy” was performed, he emotionally waved his hand in a fist.
Of course, this fist was for the sand painting performance. Su Qing Cen was a great singer and had performed well today. She was pretty good at live performances, but at most would only receive a nod from the head director, David.
David had seen several sand art performances before, and even collaborated with those at the top of the industry, but he’d never seen Meng Fan’s style of the sand art performance.
His sand painting skill was one thing, and his wild imagination was the other. Combined, the visuals created were unimaginable.
David was sure Meng Fan could make it to the Las Vegas show performing sand art alone!
When Su Qing Cen’s rehearsal ended, David had sent Meng Fan an invite to this performance, but this tall happy go lucky guy actually had the nerve to reject him.
‘Can he stream his performance?’
‘Are there a lot of viewers?’
These questions all puzzled David. ‘Have you heard of anyone streaming the Las Vegas show?’
Artists had a temper, that David knew, but this was the first of its kind.
“Chen, your rhythm is good.”
David shook his head and threw this useless conversation aside, congratulating the program director.
David had brought his own crew, but one of these famous program directors came down the stomach flu, so he could only ask a director from Mainland to fill in that he’d once worked with.
A program director was crucial to the streaming of these live events, and would heavily impact the show if David did not communicate with him, no matter how good a director he was.
And this man from China, last name Chen had caught David’s eye from the beginning of the gala. He was much better at controlling the field and performances than the last partner, especially during Meng Fan and Su Qing Cen’s performance. His production skills reinforced David’s long-time desire to collaborate with him.
Meng Fan’s performance required a high degree of cooperation from the program director. The scene required several camera degrees already, and several segments had to be added. If there were any defects or regularities in the transitions, the picture would be chaotic; heavily impacting the overall visual effect.
When the audience saw Meng Fan on stream, from his sand art alone, they were able to visually enjoy the show, and feel the visual impact. All the stage effects like lighting took 10% of the credit, while the program director accounted for 20% of the credit and the technological features accounted for 20%, while Meng Fan’s personal charm took 50% of the credit.
At least to the live audience, the performance was not as wonderful as what the online viewers saw.
A good performance didn’t rely on one person, but collaboration amongst a group of people.
At this time, the sand art performer, Meng Fan, let out a deep sigh. He didn’t see the streamed content, but he was sure his performance went smoothly. His idea to cooperate with the organizer had succeeded. He felt really great!
He was in a lively mood.
But he refrained himself from laughing.
He was afraid that once the light focused on him, the stream would turn to him too. If he laughed, he’d ruin the beautiful scenery.
He’d gained his artist’s conception from his skill transfer, for it wasn’t something you could learn.
Although he would start another laughing frenzy, and earn a lot of experience for the [Concert Killer] task, Meng Fan held it in.
He didn’t know when was the next time he could experience such a fun performance.
After all, these kinds of shows did not happen often, and you don’t run into such a nice organizer often either.
Best hold it in!
He would be very grateful if he could just gain enough viewers today!
Of course, even if he couldn’t laugh, he could still smile.
In the beam of light, Meng Fan smiled and waved to the camera. After the light moved, he naturally left his position as well.
When the stage lit up again, the host appeared on stage, and Su Qing Cen who was still on the other end was invited for an interview, and to greet the audience as well. There would also be a lottery at the gala.
As for Meng Fan… He was no popular figure no matter how good he was at sand art, so nobody invited him to be interviewed. At most, he was mentioned by the host, “Thank you to our sand art performer Mr. Meng Fan for bringing us such a wonderful performance”. At best, he could be filmed a few more times and shown on stream.
Sand art performing artist?
Meng Fan thought this name flowed well, and only it was only uttered by the host. If the System could give him such a name, then he’d earn even more sand performing attributes.
“Ding!”
At this moment, an alert sounded in his mind.
Is the System actually giving him the title?
Of course not.
It was an alert notifying Meng Fan of the lethality score from this event.
Although he didn’t laugh, or provide any “negative guidance” , he still had an impact on the concert. And the score was relatively high too.
248!
It was even more lethal than Bai Zhi’s concert.
Seeing this, he determined his impact was based on how many people it affected. Otherwise, how could he earn so many points when he’d just been obediently performing? It’s almost 250 points!
Including the 188 from before, he had 366 lethality points in total, which was a fair distance away from the 1000 points required to complete the task.
Of course, Meng Fan thought at first he’d have to attend a dozen concerts to complete this task, but it seems like it won’t take that long now.
He then checked the viewer count for the [Famous Streamer] task.
Originally, his total views had reached 18 million, but now it leaped to over 52.25 million!
He’d gained 34 million views!
Basically, during that one song, there were that many people watching the 11/11 stream.
To be honest, it was less than Meng Fan anticipated. Pondering about it though, he was really overthinking.
It wasn’t hard for the 11/11 gala to reach 100 million viewers, but it was a lot to have 34 million viewers for those three or four minutes.
Meng Fan’s strong presence was to thank as well!
Facts have proven that Meng Fan’s presence was powerful. In the statistics listed after the gala ended, the “fairy” performance was the second most-watched performance from the entire show.
The most-watched was of course the performance by a world-famous superstar, who the organizer’s had been promoting for half a year.
“Mr…Meng?!”
After going backstage, Meng Fan was greeted by a few celebrities before he even entered his room.
These guys probably didn’t know what to call Meng Fan. Originally, they wanted to call him professor Meng, but he was way too young.
“Mr. Meng, I want to invite you to perform at my concert, would you be available?”
“Mr. Meng, we’re currently filming a show called… Are you interested?”
These were all celebrities who had finished their performances and were dressing down backstage and had watched Meng Fan’s performance just now on stream. They were all touched! So they took it into their own hands and waited for Meng Fan to come out and offer him these jobs.
They were all pretty famous, so Meng Fan knew who they were. Very seriously, he asked, “Uhm, will your concerts be streamed?”
