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rongzhi · 2 days

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ok ive taken a deep breath and steeled myself. what do you think of liu yu

I'm going to put this under a cut because I rambled a little, but I wanted to offer my detailed impression :P Rest assured! No tearing to shreds occurred. He remains intact.

Well, I didn’t know who this guy was, so I took myself to the ole Wikipedia and my first thought was wow! Look at those label names.

Second thoughts: Ooh, dancer. I'm looking forward to see how the dancing is (if he still dances).

I have heard of INTO1 but don't watch idol competition shows, but it's impressive that he placed first. I decided to listen to/watch two songs/performances: his first single, 靠岸, from 2019, and his most recent single from 2023, Focus.

靠岸 didn't seemed to have an official video, so I ended up watching a live performance from a show called Mr. Radio.

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I was pleasantly surprised by this song! Seeing that he had been on Produce Camp, I was expecting a more pop kind of song, but this was a song I could imagine playing in the OT of a drama (in a good way!). I think his performance was a little shaky here, but I sense that maybe he was nervous? Either way, he seems a little shy here, where this song would really benefit from a powerhouse performance. Idk, maybe it was also a sound mixing issue. I like the song, though. Very pretty. I went to listen to the studio recording and it was a lot better—much closer to what I was hoping to get. The oooooh part sort of reminds me of a Zhou Shen song whose title I can't remember at the moment. It was space themed, though. (EDIT: the song I was thinking about was Cassini)

Next up!! Focus. I watched the Official Music Video on Youtube first.

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Coming off 靠岸， I could see from the thumbnail that this song would be closer to the pop sound that I expected, so the things I was interested in seeing was the MV concept and the dancing. On first watch, I didn't really listen to the lyrics much, because there were no captions to read and I can't really tell what people are saying in pop songs anyway.

I have to admit that going into the video with the big gray space only, I thought it was pretty ugly at first. I just think that the CG structure on pale BG concept always looks cheap no matter who does it, though, and Liu Yu seems like a sort of tiny guy, so with all the dancers around him, I initially thought he looked a little swamped by them.

At 0:48 when we got a flash of the all-black cowboy look, again I was a bit disappointed, thinking that there wouldn't be much edge to concepts.

Then we got to the, I'm gonna say, test lab sewer gothic, and I thought "ok, at least that's something". It's definitely be done before but there's more production in that set and look, so at least the whole video isn't just going to be a gray void. The flash of Liu Yu standing in as his own princess was kind of interesting (disappointed this character never showed up in the music video again)

Now I know said I wasn't going to rip him to shreds and that's because....!!! When the beat dropped, I went "ok wait" lol. At 1:03, I witnessed evidence of stage presence and was like "oh we are so back, baby"

Still not a fan of the big pale space, and I think Liu Yu's charisma was most visible in the sewer gothic scenes and weakest in the scenes where he's wearing the silver ice skating outfit looking blouse, but maybe that's just because it distracts you with his little twig body. I personally can't buy into the energy of someone who looks like the most movable object on earth.

3:03 the "yuh" made me laugh tho

MV looks ranked (best to worst):

One thing that I didn't like about the MV (but understand is necessary) was that the video kept cutting right as I thought to myself "Oh, this is a nice bit of dancing", and I wish the shots had been wider on the dance moves instead of cutting him off at the ribs. A wider dance version in the sewer (I know that's not what it was but jhkalfjl) would've been appreciated by me. With that in mind, I decided to see if there was a dance performance video and there was! As suspected, the choreography in the beginning of the song is also just not that strong or compelling to me. It sort of gives intermediate hiphop 2 dance recital. My favorite part of choreo is the breakdown at 2:56.

Anyway, I hope these impressions were sufficient! I didn't check him out on any variety shows so I can't comment much on what I think about his personality, but from a music/performance standpoint, I think he's pretty good. Not really the kind of stuff I listen to anymore but if I still kept up with idols, maybe I'd check him out from time to time :)

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mountphoenixrp · 5 months

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We have a returning citizen in Mount Phoenix:

Zhang Huachang, a 23 year old son of Arawn. He is a freelance traditional dancer.

FC NAME/GROUP: Liu Yu/ INTO1 CHARACTER NAME: Zhang Huachang AGE/DATE OF BIRTH: 23/ Feb 19th, 2000 PLACE OF BIRTH: Xi'an, China OCCUPATION: Traditional Dancer HEIGHT: 5'6 DEFINING FEATURES: Scars back of thighs and bottom of his feet from discipline, one scar on his collarbone from falling out of a tree.

PERSONALITY: A quiet boy that keeps to himself often never negative even in negative situations. Often daydreams and is very much antisocial, gentle, soft, cool like water. If he is in a situation that no longer peaks his interest he will leave abruptly even in the middle of conversation, always with a smile. If he is uncomfortable he will do the same and the smile never goes away. Often he prefers to be alone with his rabbit, hides in trees and avoids anything that has to do crowds outside of dance.

HISTORY: "He is so pretty."

"Like a doll."

"What a lovely smile."

"He is so well mannered."

"Absolutely perfect."

"Such a perfect family."

He didn't know where he was from, who his real family was. Huachang just knew this family wasn't his, not really, it was only pretend. From the moment he was taken home by the Xiao's at 7 he was treated as more of a display object or a prize rather than a beloved child. They had told the foster system he was perfect for the family, just what they needed, always reminded he had to be as perfect as he looked.

"You looked just like a porcelain doll."

The estate was large, many maids wondered the halls and a nanny cared for him because the two who adopted him couldn't be bothered. In front of others he was to call them 'father' and 'mother', but when everyone left he was to call them 'Sir' and 'Miss'; if he slipped up there was punishment. If he wasn't perfect there was punishment. If he messed up during lessons, slept in, was to loud, to playful, cried, there was punishment. Huachang was taught to smile and act proper, be well mannered and respect adults. If he tried to play outside his room or disturb his adoptive parents, embarrass them in front of anyone he was beat, reminded over and over that he should be grateful for what they have provided him.

Years passed, he was 12 now. There was a party for one particular event, an important one to his the two that took him in, Huachang starts pointing out people that aren't there. A mayor's son, a woman with large rings. People laughed at first thinking it a funny joke until his descriptions became eerie in their details, their accuracy. Some guest become confused and disturbed whispering among themselves making Huachang feel small, scared. Mentioning people that have died around others he didn't know what he was doing, even mentioning his family members to his adoptive parents arriving he didn't know were dead. Pulling him from the room with apologies, excuses of the young boy being tired the man and woman he wished would love him for once growled that this game was over. But he was insistent, pushing for them to believe him. "They're right there!"

Banishing the boy to his room for the night with the promise of punishment later the little display cost then profits, spread rumors of the Xiao boy being crazy. They were furious the two, the ones who were supposed to care for him. Believe him, they were ashamed and disappointed at what Huachang had done. Lost them money, made them the laughing stock of the town but that wasn't his intention, not at all. But no matter how much he tried to tell them they just beat him, told him to mind his tongue if he wished to keep it. He was 14 now. For 2 years he was locked in his room, the only company he had was the nanny who soothed the boy the best she could, and the people that came to visit. But that's just the thing, no one was actually visiting. His adoptive parents screamed at him to stop talking to nothing, punished him when he asked in confusion what they meant. The nanny stayed with him that night as he cried, asking what he was doing wrong and she again tried to sooth him.. promised it would all go away and everything would be better soon. But it wouldn't. No more than a day after a black car arrived with windows so black he could barely see into it, staring down from his bedroom window. It was scary, something about it wasn't right.

Suddenly the door to his room was slammed open and two men in white rushed in grabbing he boy as he screamed, begged, questioned, but his adoptive parents didn't even look up from their afternoon tea to watch him be torn away from their home. Only the nanny begged, she was the only one who tried to stop them... but it was for not. Huachang cried the entire way, curled up between two men he didn't know clutching the white rabbit plushie he always found the most comfort in, safety when the nanny was gone. It had taken hours to arrive, night falling to the sky and though he had tried to stay awake the crying boy was not able having fallen asleep. When he awoke it was to rough hands pulling at his arms tearing him from the car and pulling him along to old gates clouded in fog. This place was surrounded with trees, screamed evilness and misery. Huachang sobbed, immediately hushed with a violent hiss from one of the guards escorting him. 'Obrisscura' read in stone above the large doors be was pulled to, Huachang had been sent to an old fashioned asylum, one that was hidden from the world. There his rabbit was pulled from him, the workers dragged him away. Day by day he was pulled into the white room to be given special therapies out of this delusion.

The family that adopted him made excuses as to why he did what he had when out in public and questioned. First they said he was just being defiant that maybe he wanted attention because he was they work all the time, but then they think that maybe he had caught something from his biological parents. Something mentally, and his adoptive mother milked all the sorrow others for them, crying fake tears, gaining attention and money the more people she got to feel sorry for her that her child has to be put into hospital. For a while different therapies are done until he can't express any emotion outside of smiling, can't speak because if he didn't know the person was dead someone would see and tell the doctor. More years passed and the family had done everything to make sure the time he spent in there was all about them. More parties, lavish in their display, more business opportunities, they became rich on his misery. He was 17 when he was finally sent home, praised for how good he is, so much more perfect than before. So happy, such a perfect doll, and upon his arrival home more profit flocked to his family. More attention to his fake mother. Huachang doesn't seem anything less than normal to his play parents, but every night the nightmares if that place leave him screaming hourly in fear. The only time he makes a sound is when those memories come flooding back to him, leaving him in a cold sweat and tears running down his cheeks. For 2 months and endless nights he is subjected to this, the nanny rushing in to soothe him before he wakes up the Master and Mistress; weeping quietly for the boy.

One night the nightmares were particularly bad, shooting up from his sleep Huachang gasps out ready to scream but the sound is caught in his throat. In front of him is his nanny, the woman he felt was more like a mother to him than the woman that claimed to be down the call, covered in blood. Knife in hand. Huachang freezes looking from the knife to his nanny's eyes and she smiles that bright, comforting smile she always gave him. Loving, sincere. She reassures him she is alright, that the blood wasn't hers and that finally he was free. Free? What has she done? The language they had made secretly amongst themselves Huachang signed away asking what she meant but she just continued to smile, coming closer to sit in front of him in the bed. She explained that she was sorry, that she should have done this a long time ago before they hurt him this much and he shook his head signing that none of it was her fault. But she said it was, because she took to long to end their lives so he wouldn't need to suffer anymore.. but she wanted him to be old enough.

Kissing his forehead she didn't give him time to react, placing a letter in his hand and whispering there was a car downstairs for him with a present inside. Huachang was confused, holding that hand she cupped his cheek with wishing he could speak but he just couldn't anymore. He couldn't. He was pulled softly from the bed guided to the luggage she packed for him, escorting him to be door while shielding him from his parents room. It was at the car that something felt odd, something felt wrong. She reassured him again like she always did and explained she couldn't go when he asked her, begged her not to stay here but she just kissed his head again.. whispered she would find him and he was pulled away. Forced to watch her out the back of the window and she got smaller, before she disappeared right before his eyes. Right in front of him. She had been dead the whole time and he didn't even notice it. He wanted to weep but the sudden sound of thumping against a box distracted his emotions, eyes falling to the cardboard at his side wrapped loosely with a bow. Looking to the driver the nod he gave didn't make it any easier to open it, the bow falling with one tug and inside. A white rabbit with the prettiest red eyes.

Its been years since then. He was 23 now, going to school, learned to dance. Still he has no friends outside his little bun, didn't want any and the ones that did approach he avoided unsure who was dead anymore. Huachang was content for a while but the letter he was given burned a hole through him every time he passed the box he had tossed it in. He didn't read the letter until he felt ready, because for some reason he felt it would make whatever he had left of his beloved nanny disappear for good. But today, he decided he was done running from it. Opening the letter it revealed so much he didn't understand, so many things that made no sense yet made everything make complete sense. It's what made him come here, made him travel to this place. Mount Phoenix.

PANTHEON: Celtic CHILD OF: Arawn POWERS: Can speak to the dead and often tries to bring back small animals he finds that have recently died. STRENGTHS: Fast learner, emotionally detached, adaptable, expert in performing arts WEAKNESSES: allergy to cucumber, nightmares often bring lack of sleep, mute

#cpop rp #crp #liu yu #into1 #mp; welcome

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