Chapter 760: Shaking the Venue with Dance Monkey

Chapter 760: Shaking the Venue with Dance Monkey



The energy inside Mafra Q Hall was electric. The last notes of "bad guy" had barely finished reverberating through the space before the entire crowd erupted into a deafening cheer, their excitement filling every inch of the massive venue. Thousands of fans stood on their feet, clapping and screaming, their faces beaming with exhilaration as they waited to see what Moonlight had in store next.

On stage, Moonlight—his white hair glimmering under the spotlight, red eyes scanning the sea of fans-stood tall. His masked face only added to his enigmatic persona, and despite the physical distance between him and the audience, it felt as though he had drawn every person into his orbit, like the moon pulling at the tides.

Theo, hidden behind his Moonlight persona, took a moment to catch his breath. The adrenaline pulsing through his veins was unlike anything he had ever felt before. Each song, each beat, was connecting him to the crowd in a way that words alone couldn't describe. Tonight was everything he had dreamed of and more. His first live concert and the energy was off the charts.

He leaned into the microphone, a sly smile curling under his mask. "You still with me?" His voice echoed through the speakers, cutting through the din of the crowd. The fans responded immediately with a roar that could've shaken the walls.

The lights shifted, darkening the stage into a moody blue hue, while the screens behind him began to display a kaleidoscope of colors that pulsed in rhythm with the low thrum of a new beat that had yet to take full form. Theo had them in the palm of his hand, and he knew it. Now, it was time to turn up the energy.

With a playful tilt of his head, he chuckled into the mic. "I know we've been dancing already," he teased, his voice low and filled with warmth, "but... do you still have the energy to dance some more?"

The crowd erupted into a unanimous, earth-shaking scream of "Yes!"

Theo laughed, his heart swelling with the wild enthusiasm of his fans. "Good," he said, straightening up and stepping away from the synthesizer. The opening notes of his next song -"Dance Monkey"--began to play softly in the background. The beat, playful and infectious, started slow, but every fan knew what was coming.

"I want to see every single one of you on your feet for this one!" Moonlight shouted, his voice brimming with excitement. "Let's make this whole place shake! Jump with me, dance with me, and sing it out loud!"

The intro of "Dance Monkey" started to build, the tempo picking up, and the audience- already feeling the pulse of the song in their bones-couldn't contain themselves. Even before Moonlight had started singing, people were bouncing on their feet, ready to release every ounce of energy they had left.

Theo could see the crowd moving as one, a living wave of enthusiasm and passion, and it made his heart race. There was nothing quite like commanding a crowd with music, with rhythm. As the opening beat finally dropped, he jumped forward on stage, pointing his finger out to the audience, beckoning them to follow his lead.

"They say, 'Oh my God, I see the way you shine!""

The chorus hit again, and Theo turned his back to the audience, dancing freely, his body moving in fluid, deliberate motions that reflected the song's wild energy. He didn't need to look back to know the crowd was with him. The thunderous sound of feet stomping, bodies bouncing, and voices shouting in unison told him everything.

"Let's make some noise!" Theo called, spinning back around to face the crowd, his arms wide. "I want to hear you!"

The crowd answered immediately. A wave of sound crashed over him, so loud it nearly drowned out the music. The fans were fully immersed, completely lost in the moment, and Theo felt the satisfaction of knowing he had led them there. It was moments like this that made being on stage worth every second of preparation, every ounce of effort. The connection was undeniable.

As the song neared its end, the tempo picked up again, the beat surging forward with unstoppable momentum. Moonlight moved across the stage, his body a blur of motion as he led the crowd through the final chorus.

"One more time!" he shouted, his voice rising above the music. "Let's give it everything!" The crowd roared back, louder than ever. The entire hall was shaking, and Theo could feel the collective energy of thousands of people surging toward him, amplifying his own excitement.

They jumped. They danced. They sang.

The beat throbbed, the lights flashed, and the sound of stomping feet and joyful shouts filled the air. The whole world outside the venue might as well have disappeared, because inside Mafra Q Hall, it was just Moonlight and his fans, completely in sync, riding the wave of music

together.

The final note hit, and Theo let it hang in the air, his body still, arms stretched out wide as if embracing the crowd with the music itself. The last beats of the song echoed, and slowly, the lights dimmed. The audience roared with approval, their cheers shaking the walls.

Theo stood at the center of the stage, breathless, a satisfied smile hidden beneath his mask. The energy in the room was palpable, and the connection between him and the crowd was

unbreakable.

As the final cheers of the song subsided, Theo let out a deep breath. He knew there was more to come, but for now, he allowed himself to bask in the moment-the overwhelming feeling of having commanded an entire venue to dance and sing with him, as one.

The night wasn't over yet, but Dance Monkey had left the crowd buzzing, ready for whatever Moonlight had planned next.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om