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Chapter 153: A Familiar Feeling

Chapter 153: Chapter 153: A Familiar Feeling

Old George Bar, besides its basic appearance fee, undoubtedly earned most of its income from the ticket sales every night.

All the ticket income for each night was divided among the bands that performed.

However, this wasn’t divided equally; generally, the more famous and skilled bands received a higher percentage of the proceeds.

Tonight, there were four bands in total, three of which would each get twenty percent, while Wu Mu’s band would receive forty percent.

When it came to tangible benefits, who could keep their feelings in check?

It would have been fine if it were some famous and talented band, but an unheard-of Asian band—why should they get so much?

Everyone felt quite discontented.

But as they weren’t sure what Wu Mu and his band were capable of, no one spoke up.

Until...

After Wu Mu and his band discussed their performance repertoire and started practicing, the others immediately scoffed.

Is that it?

Is this all they’ve got?

It’s not that they weren’t skilled—they were all professionals, and anyone could tell the keyboardist and guitarist were quite good.

But it was apparent that the two had minimal coordination; most of the time, they were just relying on their individual skills to improvise.

Even if they were better, it wasn’t to a degree where they were a class apart.

And what was up with that drummer?

Wasn’t that drummer’s skills not even on par with their own band’s?

Moreover, they mostly sang in Chinese; would the audience really be able to get into it?

And why did they deserve such a high percentage of the proceeds?

Everyone grew even more disgruntled.

Bruno, the leader of Rebel Band, signaled the other two band leaders, and the three met in the restroom to conspire.

"Let’s do as we agreed earlier!"

"Asian guys whose names we’ve never even heard of—why should they be above us?"

"I’m contacting someone right now, and we’ll embarrass them when the time comes."

Hmm, they had been planning this ever since they received tonight’s band information from Old George.

If a truly skilled band had shown up, they would have deserved the money.

But a band that was neither famous nor significantly more skilled than theirs—they were ready to stand up to them.

Everyone involved was into rock and had strong personalities.

They had already planned to give this so-called headlining band a surprise.

...

At eight o’clock in the evening, guests gradually filled the dance floor of Old George Bar.

The bands invited by the bar began performing one after another.

The first to take the stage was Bruno’s Rebel Band.

It must be said that they were quite skilled; being able to perform at Old George Bar meant they were seasoned professionals in the music scene, not amateurs.

With their experience, they uplifted the atmosphere with just a few songs.

After Bruno’s Rebel Band, a local underground band from Paris performed—also veterans of many years.

Customers swayed in rhythm with the music on the dance floor.

Meanwhile, in a corner booth of the bar, Liu Lan and Su Meng were somewhat distracted.

Originally, according to their plan, they should have gone back by this time since they had just come to relax and have fun tonight.

But after watching two performances, neither of them planned to leave.

Since they were there, they definitely wanted to stay and see Wu Mu perform.

Liu Lan casually chatted to pass the time, "When are we heading out?"

Su Meng shook her head softly, "Not going out, I’m starting an internship directly at a company next semester in my senior year."

"Oh, that’s not bad either, you don’t need to do the tech work anyway."

As they casually chatted, it finally came time for the last band to perform.

Regulars at Old George Bar undoubtedly filled with anticipation.

As everyone knew, the final band at Old George Bar was the headlining act; usually, the strongest bands were saved for last, and sometimes some well-known bands were invited to perform.

No one knew which band would be the last one today.

But as the audience waited in anticipation, Wu Mu took the stage with Lu Yao and the others.

Hmm, initially it was Lu Yao leading, looking quite smug before a performance, as if ready to showcases his talents.

But as they neared the stage, she slowed down and fell behind.

The audience, seeing Wu Mu and his team step onto the stage, were undoubtedly startled.

Why were there three Asians?

And three completely unfamiliar young Asians at that?

Were they today’s final band?

Then they heard Wu Mu announce the name of their band.

Everyone was even more puzzled.

They had never heard of this name before.

What was the background of this band?

They were curious, but since Wu Mu and his team hadn’t spoken yet, there wasn’t any overt skepticism.

But that didn’t stop some people from questioning.

"Why have they brought three unknown Asians to close the show?"

"I thought Ghost Band would be performing today. I’ve been misled, refund!"

"Ugh, Asians get out, this is France!"

Suddenly, there were jeers from the audience, and like a domino effect, a large crowd started booing.

What was going on?

Most people were a bit confused—was there really dissatisfaction with a new band formed by Asians?

It seemed unlikely; though unexpected, they hadn’t even had a chance to perform yet.

The scene grew somewhat chaotic.

Liu Lan, who had been watching expressionlessly, became interested.

She looked curiously at the jeering audience, guessing, "Someone is targeting him specifically."

The ones targeting Wu Mu were naturally the other bands.

The people jeering below were their friends, instructed to create a commotion.

The aim was obviously to embarrass Wu Mu and his group.

Most bands, faced with such a situation, would undoubtedly be affected; some of the more spirited ones might even walk off.

Bruno was hoping Wu Mu and his team would be driven off in anger.

But... he looked at Wu Mu on stage and felt something was off in his expression.

Why did he seem to be enjoying this?

Wu Mu was indeed pleased.

This scene was all too familiar.

He looked at the audience below with a slight smile.

Nowadays in his own country, nobody bothered him when he pulled this stunt; unexpectedly, abroad he’d stumbled upon yet another opportune moment.

He was not at all troubled, instead he seemed quite amused watching the audience.

Next to him, Lu Yao and others were initially nervous and at a loss, but seeing his reaction, they realized what was happening.

Then, they couldn’t help feeling an urge to facepalm.

Oh no, Wu Mu is thrilled again!

However, unlike the audience from the singer-songwriter performances, those knew they were being recorded and maintained some rationality.

But this was a bar in Paris, and there were plenty of real scum in the audience.

Seeing his demeanor, those who initially instigated the pandemonium felt ignored and challenged, which truly angered them, and the chaos intensified.

They weren’t just telling them to get off the stage; they were cursing with every other word being an expletive.

Some even tried climbing up onto the stage to slap this audacious young Asian.

Fortunately, the bar’s security saw the worsening situation and quickly intervened to maintain order.

They just managed to suppress the turbulence below.

This entire tableau perfectly achieved Bruno and his team’s objective of causing trouble for Wu Mu and his band.

They watched with schadenfreude, wondering how this Asian band would handle the current situation.