Chapter 1196 Official Peripherals

Training base.

The gray building is inconspicuous and blends into the night in a low-key manner. The strong sound insulation material absorbs all the exciting sound waves without revealing any flaws.

The music is repeated and the rhythm is strong. The hollowed-out interior is filled with colorful laser light poles. Figures shuttle up and down. The scene is psychedelic and shocking, giving people the illusion of accidentally entering an interstellar nightclub.

After a few minutes, two low calls came from mid-air, and the singing stopped abruptly. Two figures, one high and one low, entangled and fell down.

"Stop the accompaniment, stop the lights."

Xia Song immediately gave the order while holding the headset.

Before he finished speaking, others had already rushed towards the direction of the fall.

"How is it?"

"What's the situation?"

Shi Yan and Qi Shuang's voices sounded one after another.

"No one is fine! It was hit!" Surrounded by caring eyes, Yang Jihan helped Jiang Qing'e stand up again on the cushion.

Several people nodded, Liang Yixuan looked up at Xia Song and said, "Old Four, review."

Xia Song responded with action. He came to the nearest console and operated it a few times. The colored lights disappeared immediately, and a projection lit up in the darkness, showing the rehearsal scene just now.

"The ninth song, the second chorus." Lou Lan said.

"I know." Xia Song dragged the progress bar.

The video recording fast-forwarded, froze at a certain frame, and then resumed playing.

This song does not need to dance in the stage design. Everyone dispersed and waved to the imaginary audience while singing. Yang Jihan and Jiang Qing'e did the same, but at a certain moment, Yang Jihan went left and Jiang Qing'e went right. The two bumped into each other because of this impromptu movement, and a "man-made disaster" occurred.

"Okay, another bug was found." Xing Yufei opened the small notebook she carried with her and wrote a few words.

Xia Song turned off the projection, and the warm white light came on softly. He was slightly startled and hurriedly left the console to meet everyone.

Yu Lan reacted immediately, turned the equipment under her feet towards the door, stopped, and saluted.

The other eight people raised their hands and watched Cheng Zheng walk steadily forward.

Since the replay found a minor problem, Xia Song would usually restart the lighting and sound equipment and continue rehearsing with everyone, so when the lights were the original warm white instead of the stage color, it must be because the real owner of the building has come.

"Hello, Coach Cheng!" Shi Yan took the lead in greeting.

Cheng Zheng nodded slightly and raised his hand to return the greeting.

He looked a little dusty, and I don't know if he just rushed back to Beijing from Qinyi University of Science and Technology, but even so, he was still as tall as a javelin, and his awe-inspiring temperament made the children admire and respect him.

Since arriving at the training base, "Not Gray" and "Thousand Colors" have spent a lot of time with Cheng Zheng, but since they were always trained to death by this iron-blooded instructor, these little radishes still dare not act rashly in front of Cheng Zheng.

They are still close, but no one would think "Great! Get close to the instructor!"

"Continue training." Cheng Zheng said.

His pronunciation was cold and hard, and his words were concise.

"Yes!"

The nine people were very energetic and responded loudly.

The music sounded again, and the dazzling lights kept changing colors and shapes, illuminating the hollow space inside the building. Cheng Zheng did not appreciate it in his eyes, but just calmly observed their adaptability to the equipment in the strong light environment, and found problems that needed to be solved at any time.

Not long after, the elevator door opened again, and the inaudible and steady footsteps were like an electric current running through Cheng Zheng's straight back, leaving a tense and unbearable tingling. He lowered his eyes.

"Cool."

Qin Jue whistled, walked to Cheng Zheng and stood beside him, looking at the two idol groups flying in the sky.

Cheng Zheng did not speak, did not turn his head, his eyes were still looking at Qi Shuang and the others, but he said:

"Sir, there is a closed training ground here."

"I just jumped down from a height of 58 meters with Tutu two hours ago, and my body is excited. You don't want to be unable to go out tomorrow, do you?" Qin Jue said indifferently.

The invitation was rejected, Cheng Zheng's expression did not change, but he turned around.

"58 meters?" He spoke softly, with a slight smile in his voice.

"Are you laughing at me?" Qin Jue looked at him sideways.

Okay, okay, she admitted that this distance was just a drizzle at the end of the world, far from exciting her. She had been comfortable for a long time, and she could feel good for a while at a height of less than 60 meters.

"No." Cheng Zheng said leisurely.

Qin Jue finally turned around and faced him this time.

"Are you sure..." She spoke slowly, looking at Cheng Zheng from top to bottom, then raised her eyes, grinned a little, raised her eyebrows, "Are you going to provoke here?"

The two pairs of eyes met.

One second, two seconds, Cheng Zheng shyly turned sideways and pulled the fabric of his shirt down.

"Good food, I won't say who it is."

Qin Jue crossed his arms leisurely, his eyes fell on Shi Yan and others again, watching them meticulously prepare for their debut concert.

There were hurried footsteps coming from near and far, and gradually disappeared behind the door.

Qin Jue coughed to hold back his laughter.

He was so annoying, and he still had the nerve to criticize her.

No longer letting go of the adult thoughts in his mind, Qin Jue stared at the group of children who were performing hard nearby, checking for omissions in his mind while watching.

She stood for a long time, until the performances of "Not Gray" and "Thousand Colors" ended, and gave a summary talk to the non-existent audience.

During this period, everyone noticed Qin Jue's figure, but it was gratifying that no one lost control of their expression, and no one stopped dancing abruptly. They were still eager and cute, full of energy, and tried their best to show the dazzling light that idols should have.

Only the occasional surprise or surprise in their eyes revealed their inner emotions, which made Qin Jue smile.

"... Then, from now on, I look forward to meeting you next time! Thank you again!"

Shi Yan smiled brightly.

The clear boy's voice floated in the air, and the nine people stood in a row hand in hand, bowing deeply in the direction of Qin Jue in front of them.

Papapapa——

Qin Jue applauded.

"Teacher!"

"Teacher~"

As if a switch was pressed, the little carrot heads rushed towards her.

Qin Jue stepped back a few steps to make room for them, and raised his hand to give Lou Lan a slap on the head.

"Uh!" Lou Lan covered her forehead.

"Don't be too confident in your physical fitness." Qin Jue said, "If you miss this step, it will be very dangerous."

Everyone stepped on the equipment and moved to the ground before jumping down one by one. Only Lou Lan relied on his agility and half-crouched to jump in front of Qin Jue from a height of 20 to 30 centimeters.

Very handsome, but not safe.

"Yes! It will never happen again!" Lou Lan stood at attention and admitted his mistake.

"Hey, where is Instructor Cheng?" Xing Yufei was puzzled.

"He has something urgent to do." Qin Jue was desperate, "Come, take me to visit. I haven't been here yet."

"Okay!"

The children surrounded Qin Jue and walked in the building, introducing each other and exposing each other's past, and the chat was mixed with the review of the rehearsal just now.

"The first half's repertoire and individual solo songs have been decided, the new 3.0 version!"

"We encountered some difficulties in the stage design. As for the positioning, we haven't determined how big the venue will be at that time, and we are still thinking about the plan for the part of deep interaction with the audience..."

After the review, the topic of "Not Gray" and "Thousand Colors" naturally turned to the debut concert, and they reported the progress in a flurry of chatter.

Qin Jue nodded gently: "What are the results of the questionnaire you sent to fans?"

"At present, more than half of the fans expressed their acceptance of the lottery system, but many people still mind the problem of not being able to choose seats and the huge difference in treatment for the same price. I hope the company will provide a relatively fair way to buy tickets."

Xing Yufei talked freely, "As for the location of the concert venue, Guangdong Province, Shanghai, and Beijing all have high voices. We have held a continuous vote on this. As of the day before yesterday, Shanghai was leading."

"The questionnaire asking fans whether they are willing and convenient to come to the concert was sent out relatively early. Well... the situation at that time was that many fans were students, and not many could come to the scene. Passers-by who like band songs are more concerned about the proportion of band performances in the performance. If there are too many singing and dancing performances, they are not very willing to watch offline."

Shi Yan continued, "However, after the exposure of the ground stage during this period of time, there are also a large number of new fans who regret not filling out the questionnaire before. We are considering a second survey recently."

Qin Jue nodded without saying anything.

She had discussed with Liu Huajun before. After the original 6,000-seat stadium was ruined by a competitor, they started the alternative plan, but the three venues in the alternative plan were mostly deliberate bait. There were two other unexpected locations in the alternatives, and the little ones were not aware of it.

After thinking for a moment, Qin Jue still did not tell Shi Yan and others about her and Liu Huajun's cunning rabbits with five burrows.

These children have enough to consider. Receiving additional information will only be disturbed. Besides, as long as they focus on the performance, the venue is irrelevant. Parts such as stage design, positioning and interaction can be adjusted before the last minute. In the most urgent situation, they just need to concentrate on busying for a while. With the strong hearts of Qinyi Technology and the children, Qin Jue believes that they can withstand it.

"Then there are peripherals. Um... We prepared pendants, key chains, standees, badges, bracelets, small cards, postcards, memo pads, notebooks, desk calendars, cheering sticks and cheering T-shirts according to the fans' suggestions. In addition, there are some autographed posters and dolls..."

"Stop."

Qin Jue said, "Have they been shipped?"

"Not yet." Yu Lan shook her head.

"Okay, cut off 80% of these ideas." Qin Jue said.

Everyone said "uh" at the same time.

It has been a long time since we heard such a decisive voice. The image of Qin the Great Demon King that has gradually faded in everyone's mind has returned instantly, and everyone is both afraid and friendly.

"Teacher, what's the problem?" Qi Shuang asked.

"Too vulgar." Qin Jue's answer left people speechless.

"Don't make peripherals for anything that fans can print themselves." She said, "I can go to Taobao and find a store to place an order for pendants and key chains. Why should I buy your official ones? Do you sell them at a high price? Or do you want your "pure bloodline"?"

...It makes sense.

The nine people were silent.

"Not to mention small cards and postcards, they can be easily printed. There are a lot of them at the stalls at the school gate. How can you distinguish between genuine and pirated ones?" Qin Jue continued to ask.

"Well... indeed..." Shi Yan was in pain.

He knows the controversial topics among the fan community best. Take spending money as an example. Some people’s standard is “official online account + all albums + following offline at least once” to be called a real Qiansehua, while some people think that as long as they like "Thousand Colors" songs and those who have supported the genuine version are Qian Color Flowers. Fans with different ideas have quarreled several times over this matter. Although the spread is not large, Shi Yan's intensive search for feedback has seen all these turmoils. .

"The second principle is to be practical." Qin Jue said.

"Well, accessories?" Jiang Qing'e gestured, "Bracelets, bracelets, necklaces, etc..."

"Yes, but my suggestion is daily necessities, the kind of daily necessities that are really easy to use and used every day."

Qin Jue further explained, "You seem to have a misunderstanding, that is, you think that most of your fan base is young people, even younger sisters than you."

"Hmm..." The nine people fell into deep thought.

"I have a friend. I have three friends." Qin Jue corrected, "One is a 22-year-old female; one is a 23-year-old male; and one is a 36-year-old male. They are all fans who registered with you." She looked at "Thousand Colors".

The five young men nodded seriously, their expressions showing a bit of surprise when they heard the thirty-six-year-old man, and then they turned into surprise.

Yes, I was mentioning the band’s songs just now. Many of the fans who like songs such as “Stubborn” and “Li Ge” are elderly. It’s not surprising to buy memberships to express their love. The background data also shows that this age group The proportions are not small.

It’s just that everyone subconsciously felt that these people would not love buying peripherals as much as young fans, so they took it for granted and ignored it, and did not propose a targeted peripheral design plan.

"You are an idol group leading a new era. It is no exaggeration to say that in a few years, your fan base will range from six to sixty years old."

Qin Jue said, "National League, can you understand? Are you aware of it?"

The understatement of the question made the hearts of several half-year-old children beat loudly.

"So, it would be better if the surrounding area is highly practical and suitable for all ages."

Qin Jue continued, "For example, shopping bags. The craftsmanship should not be exquisite and gorgeous, but it should have a large capacity, be stain-resistant and wear-resistant, and be of excellent quality. It should also not be printed with big portraits or group photos. It would be embarrassing to show it directly to the concert. concept logo.”

"The goal is that students can carry books, college students can carry computers, and middle-aged people can carry them to the market to buy groceries."

"Um……"

Everyone lowered their heads and pondered.

"The T-shirt is good, keep it. The support stick is changed into a smaller hand lamp. The badge is made of metal to increase the collection value. How do you calculate the bracelets, sell them in different support colors?"

"Yeah." Jiang Qing'e nodded.

"Then you two...?" Qin Jue looked at Lou Lan and Liang Yixuan.

"Well, we are also considering this issue." Liang Yixuan put his hand on his forehead.

"Then cancel it, reduce the number of 'personal' peripherals as much as possible, and focus on the group. By the way, have you heard of the group fan?"

Qin Jue suddenly remembered this matter.

"Uanfan?"

"It's about this big." Qin Jue gestured, "Su City's intangible cultural heritage, including tapestry and embroidery."

"Oh...! I've heard of it." The children nodded one after another.

"It doesn't have to be at the level of intangible cultural heritage. Considering the cost and profit, it's okay to print some stickers with personal portraits and team portraits and stick them on plastic fans. Of course, I hope you take it seriously." Qin Jue said.

"The main purpose of the round fan is not to collect, but to convey information. For example,"

Qin Jue imitated it with the palm of his hand and held it up to his collarbone. "It doesn't emit light. It's not as conspicuous as a light sign and affects the stage effect. It's not as long as a hand. If it's spread out, it will block the sight of other spectators. It's so big." , hold it in front of your chest, no more than the height of your chin. When you pass by, you can see who the big picture is on it and know who the fan is. "

"Green and pollution-free, safe and pollution-free, and easy to spread... By the way, don't make it transparent, because it can't be seen clearly, and it looks a bit cheap."

"Xuan paper." Xia Song said coldly.

"Okay." Qin Jue glanced at him appreciatively, "It must be thicker. You can add some colored trim according to the supporting colors. Add more ribs on the back to fix the fan. It must be strong. It is also good to add a layer of waterproof film, as well as the fan handle and pendant. You can make a fuss about it.”

"By the way, we can also promote our country's traditional culture." She turned to "Not Gray."

The four girls with many foreign fans smiled.

"Then, you will simultaneously produce a DIY utensil fan set, which contains blank utensil fans and decorative materials."

Qin Jue began to show his capitalist face, "Record a video, or start a live broadcast, and manually show fans the entire DIY process."

"Oh...!" The nine people looked like they were opening the door to a new world.

"For example, I can write, make collages, and paste the words 'Compare Hearts' on a blank round fan."

Qin Jue stretched out his two palms and placed them on his collarbone, "Putting them together with your official fan like this means 'Qi Shuang, please show me your feelings.'"

"Wow, this is interesting!" The children themselves wanted it.

"Kiss~" Xing Yufei said and blew a kiss.

"You can also compare it with Ye. Oh, there are too many strokes in Ye, so let's compare it with a V." Liang Yixuan said.

"Believe in the creativity of fans." Qin Jue said with a smile, "I bet there will be fans who draw tickets together and watch the concert together holding a round fan, the kind with a word on each fan to form a sentence, like 'A thousand colors look here', which is perfect for holding with like-minded people."

"Or, you can even see the words 'rock-paper-scissors' on the round fan, and then the fan can go back and share with others, 'I played rock-paper-scissors with Yang Jihan at the concert and beat him'."

"Hahahahahaha..."

"Okay! It's really interesting!!"

"Make this a tradition." Qin Jue said, "We have said before that at our own concerts, no form of filming is allowed. Fans cannot bring cannons or take straight shots. In short, we must draw a clear line with the current filming and recording behaviors that are tacitly allowed by all idol groups."

"'Since you are here, enjoy the stage' - this is the meaning of the round fan."

She looked sly, "Hold a flashlight in one hand and at most two fans in the other hand, and see who will hold the phone again."

"Puff!!"

"There is actually this trick!"

Shi Yan and the others laughed collectively.

The problem Qin Jue mentioned is very critical. At present, in Longguo's performances, except for concerts and dramas, filming is strictly prohibited. In general, concerts do not require filming. This leads to idols performing on the stage, and the audience is full of mobile phones.

To be honest, this greatly affects the experience.

No one wants to see only the rear cameras of mobile phones instead of real and vivid faces when interacting with the audience.

"Are you here to see me or to shoot materials?" - Such self-doubts will be like a needle piercing the heart, gradually weaving into unspeakable disappointment.

When you feel that "you are like a clown, surrounded by people in the zoo and photographed", it is almost the time when the idol's depression breaks out.

Apart from these subjective feelings, there are also objective negative effects.

Cameras, telephoto cameras, and even mobile phones with selfie sticks seriously block the view of the audience in the back row.

Fans have no complaints, all because of their love for idols.

As long as they can see the living idols singing and dancing on the stage and realize their stage dreams in the cracks, they feel very happy.

But what about those audiences who really want to enjoy the performance? How innocent they are.

In other idol groups' concerts, the proportion of this part of the audience may be pitifully small, but "Not Gray" and "Thousand Colors" are different. Their strength is there, and there are definitely far more people sitting at the scene than those passionate fans who rely on love to generate electricity.

Therefore, this aspect must be strictly controlled.

Listening to Qin Jue's explanation of these key points one by one, Qi Shuang and others nodded in succession.

This style is just like the membership system and real-name entry system they implement, which is very strict and even overbearing. However, it is precisely by holding the control in their hands that the quality and experience of the stage performance can be maximized, so that every audience who comes to the scene can enjoy the audio-visual feast they deserve, and it is worth the trip.

5500+, I have to say, although it is tiring to write, long chapters are really addictive.