1novels Chapter 41 Crescent Bay Market
Chapter 41 Crescent Bay Market
Chen Yuan was stunned; he hadn't expected his stall to involve so much work.
He thought it was just playing music.
Soon, he followed the staff to a stall set up on the grass.
The booth was quite large, about 20 square meters, and was covered by a tent. It contained a small stage, a laptop, and an external monitor.
The staff explained the whole process to him, and after listening, Chen Yuan roughly understood what he needed to do.
Tourists come to open the door, he is responsible for requesting songs, stamping the door, and then there will be a personal performance session in the evening.
"I don't think I need to sing, right?" Chen Yuan asked.
"Well..." The staff member looked him up and down and said, "Logically speaking, it would be better if you could sing, but I don't know the specifics."
"Alright, this is your responsibility now. When you close up shop at 11:30 a.m., turn off the computer, hang up the 'Closed for Business' sign, and you can leave. We have staff watching over things," the staff member said.
Chen Yuan nodded slightly. After the other person left, he sat down in front of the computer. They even provided him with a chair so he wouldn't have to stand.
Chen Yuan had just sat down and was getting familiar with the equipment when someone came to clock in.
"Hello, is this the photo spot for the music stall?" Two girls walked in and were excited to see Chen Yuan. They didn't expect the stall staff to be such a handsome guy.
"Yes, do you need to check in? You can get a stamp if you sing a song and get a score of 60 or higher." Chen Yuan smiled and instantly got into work mode.
"Any song is fine?" a short-haired girl asked.
"Yes, that's right." Chen Yuan thought for a moment and realized he didn't have any requests.
"Then please play me 'Sunshine'," the short-haired girl said, walking to the screen next to her and picking up the microphone.
"Sunshine, let me look for it." Chen Yuan searched for "Sunshine" on the computer and found four or five songs. He then asked, "Who sings it?"
"Of course it's sung by Yu Ya. Whenever this song is mentioned, it's always his," the short-haired girl said, somewhat surprised that Chen Yuan didn't recognize the song.
Chen Yuan nodded upon hearing this, and then requested Yu Ya's rendition of "Sunshine." The next moment, the melody started playing from the speakers next to them, which startled everyone present.
"It's played out loud, isn't it with headphones on?" the girl said awkwardly.
"No, that's not it." Chen Yuan smiled slightly, feeling even more embarrassed inside. This was practically a public trial.
Upon hearing this, the short-haired girl took a deep breath and focused her gaze on the lyrics on the screen: "To get the stamp, I'll give it my all!" Then she slowly began to sing along to the rhythm.
Chen Yuan was surprised; he couldn't do it. What good thing would they give him for stamping this document?
The next moment, the music stall's songs echoed through Crescent Bay, making it incredibly eye-catching.
As the short-haired girl's singing voice rang out, other tourists in the market were immediately drawn to it and followed the sound.
Chen Yuan finally understood what kind of position he had drawn.
Very good, I'll switch Meng Shuran over later.
At the same time, the others also arrived at their respective stalls one after another.
The appearance of the guests from "Heartbeat 30 Days" at Crescent Bay Market quickly spread and became a trending topic, prompting many tourists visiting Crescent Bay to get up early and head out.
As one of the three major music festivals in China, the Dunhuang Music Festival attracts hundreds of thousands of visitors every year.
As they took their positions, the production team also arranged for a significant amount of security personnel to maintain order.
The short-haired girl stopped singing halfway through, seeing that her score had exceeded 60 points, and asked, "Handsome, is it okay if I don't finish the whole song?"
"Hmm, that's fine." Chen Yuan wasn't sure if it was okay, but it was obviously too much of a waste of time to finish singing.
"So I passed?" she asked excitedly, handing the attendance booklet to Chen Yuan.
Chen Yuan took the manual and quickly stamped it for her.
"Who is this guy?" The long-haired girl was about to go up when she noticed that there was another guy there, but he was carrying a camera.
"Oh, he's shooting footage," Chen Yuan explained.
"Then it's my turn. I'll order Little Sunny Day," the long-haired girl said.
"Okay, Little Sunny Day." Chen Yuan nodded slightly and quickly found the song. Fortunately, there was no song with the same name, otherwise he would have had to ask again.
Before long, both of them completed the challenge and received their stamps.
When they came to their senses, they noticed that a large number of people had already arrived outside and were queuing up.
The two, who had originally wanted the handsome guy's contact information, had to reluctantly give up on the idea.
"We're leaving now, thank you handsome." The two girls waved and left the stall.
Chen Yuan smiled and nodded, then looked at the long line outside. It was terrifying!
"Chen Yuan, whom I've been smitten with for thirty days, is even more handsome in person!"
"Yeah, he's so handsome. I think his good looks can cover up his mediocrity."
"How is it mediocre? That song 'Fingerprint' is so good!"
"Could we take a photo together?"
"Probably not. Look at the notice on the side; please do not excessively disturb the filming process of the program's guests."
"Oh, what a pity!"
The fluctuating discussions within the group reached Chen Yuan's ears; it seemed that quite a few people had watched the show, and he was starting to panic.
He's not good at handling these kinds of situations, so he can only try his best to calm himself down and do his job well.
For the rest of the time, the music from the stalls never stopped, almost covering the entire market area. These tourists were even more unrestrained than Chen Yuan had expected.
He spent the whole morning either requesting songs or collecting stamps. During this time, he encountered songs with the same title and asked about the singer several times. Finally, he simply started asking the singer first when tourists requested songs.
Many tourists asked to take photos with him, but he politely declined with a smile. However, he couldn't resist taking a bunch of photos of himself from every angle.
At this moment, the same situation was unfolding at other stalls.
Zhang Jianjian was in charge of taking photos for tourists, while she was also being photographed by others.
In the parade of cosplayers, Xu Zhiyi sat on a white horse, eliciting screams. Wearing contact lenses, she was clad in silver armor and carried a long spear, becoming the most dazzling presence in the procession.
The Crescent Bay Market was bustling with people in the morning, a sight the production team hadn't anticipated, instantly boosting the activity of the entire market.
Integrating the program into the program was a bold attempt for them, and it was obviously very successful, but it also required a lot of personnel to maintain order.
Ji Chengyu, who was in charge of security, was now being protected instead, while Jiang Yichen, who was distributing gifts, ran out of stock within an hour and had to leave work early.
"What an adorable little dragon!"
"May I take a picture?"
Standing in the shadows was Xiaolong, inside which was Meng Shuran. She was numb, unaware of how many people had touched her. Ten minutes of guard duty followed by half an hour of rest was quite good, but whenever she appeared, she was met with a dense crowd.
Chen Yuan felt somewhat desperate at this moment. Just how many people were there? No matter when, the long queue was always there.
Finally, he made it to 11:30.
After stamping the last seal, Chen Yuan stood up and said to the crowd in line, "Everyone, it's 11:30. This is a break time. We'll resume at 3:00 PM."
"Oh, is it over?"
"Can we take a photo together, Chen Yuan?"
"Can you be my boyfriend?"
"Handsome, I can do it..."
Many girls boldly teased him, and Chen Yuan smiled awkwardly, turned off his computer, hung up a "Stop Working" sign, waved to the crowd, and disappeared into the crowd.
If it weren't for the staff maintaining order on site, he would have had the illusion of being surrounded; the variety show seemed to be more popular than he had expected.