Chapter 2578 - 1723: Forced Control (What to Do When You’re So Hungry)_3

But is something like this even possible?

Generally speaking, a thousand people have a thousand Hamlets. It’s not just novels; music is the same. Even with the same piece, the joys and sorrows of humans are not alike.

However, in front of Inquisitor, this rule seems to have failed. Whether it’s people listening live, watching the broadcast, or even those who hear the music afterward, everyone can understand the meaning in these pieces. It’s as if everything related to the music was forcibly crammed into their minds—unbelievable.

What kind of band is this?

What kind of people are they?

This topic is being discussed all over the internet, although the direction of the discussion is entirely different. Previously, it was "Let’s pull out these reckless guys and show them who’s boss," but now it’s "I really want to know who these amazing band members are, especially the lead singer!"

But.........

"Isn’t there anyone who could guess it’s Duanmu?"

Sitting in the SPACE venue, Fukawa Shoko was also scrolling through her phone, mainly looking at the trending topic "Who is the mysterious band Inquisitor’s lead singer?" Some said it was a local, others speculated it was a foreigner debuting in Japan. They guessed several names, but none were correct.

"Mutsu, even your name was brought up."

After all, it’s a "girl band," so it must be limited to girls, and since Ruoya Mu is from an entertainment family, it’s not surprising she was mentioned.

"Did no one mention Duanmu?"

"Because Xiao Ai doesn’t seem like someone interested in music."

Sitting next to her, Hei Chuan Chi Yin chuckled as she explained.

"There was a magazine that once captured Xiao Ai falling asleep during an awards ceremony concert, and when interviewed, Xiao Ai said, ’If I sleep soundly, it means the performance is good, otherwise I wouldn’t be able to sleep’........."

".........Did that really happen?"

Although Fukawa Shoko knew of Duanmu Huai’s fame, since she’s not a fan, she didn’t have much of a concept about what Duanmu Huai was actually doing.

"Also, that image is too far from Xiao Ai."

"Oh, uh........."

This is understandable. As Hei Chuan Chi Yin said, Duanmu Huai often portrayed either ghostly figures or murderers in films, but on stage, presents an image of a supremely holy woman. The difference is indeed as vast as the North and South Poles.

If Duanmu Huai wore a black Gothic dress and put on some particularly eerie makeup, people might guess he was leading some band of murderous zealots or something...

"See, what did I say?"

Compared to others, Duanmu Huai was rather pleased with himself at this moment.

"There’s no need to care about what these people think. If you can crush them, they’ll naturally submit to you. Look, isn’t this the best example?"

"Oh, uh............

Facing Duanmu Huai’s sophistry, Fukawa Shoko’s expression was rather complicated. After all, the facts speak for themselves. Yesterday, the media that criticized them so harshly now sang their praises, with many audiences even actively defending them, saying that without this special form of appearance, it would have been impossible to reach their current level of popularity. Some even said the organizers did a great job with this hype!

Completely different from yesterday’s rebuke of the organizers as dogs kneeling for money and power.

"So should we proceed according to the plan?"

"Of course, kick them while they’re down. Do you think I’d give them a chance to recover?"

Duanmu Huai tossed his phone aside with a slight snort.

"The time has come to hold a special concert!"