"The singer's stage is about to welcome the last substitute singer!"
On the stage, the gorgeously dressed supporter spoke loudly into the microphone: "I believe everyone must be very curious about this new backup singer! Who is this person? Hey, I can give you some information! According to I know that this substitute singer and Cheng Yiyan, who won the first place with almost unanimous votes in our last program, once formed a band together!"
But at this time, there were enthusiastic boos at the scene!
Only a few, a few dozen people made a sound of exclamation. They came from the previous audience. But the tens of thousands of people present could only watch the live broadcast or replay online.
They have been mostly criticizing the so-called champion of the previous period this week.
The host probably didn't expect such a contrasting scene, and he seemed a little unable to suppress the emotions of the audience.
But he was thick-skinned enough, so he said with a smile: "It seems that everyone is very enthusiastic? Then without further ado, please invite our last singer today! Please!"
After exiting the stage, Hong Guan took a deep breath after hearing what the host said, and walked to the exit passage. At this time, he was not the only one beside him.
There were also two young men of similar age, wearing ordinary clothes.
They each looked at each other, nodded, then put their hands on each other's shoulders and took steps.
Walked out!
The scene seemed very quiet at this time, which was a bit eerie. However, Hong Guan bit the bullet, hung up Cheng Yiran's guitar, and walked to the lead singer's position.
As for the remaining two young men, one walked to the electronic keyboard and the other walked to the jazz drum and sat down!
The scene was still completely silent. Hong Guan knew that he was not famous. To these tens of thousands of people, he and they were just strangers, stepping onto this large stage just because of an opportunity.
The audience's reaction was so normal.
But he didn't pay attention. Instead, he looked around the rows of seats in front of the stage. Hong Guan took a deep breath and picked up his microphone. His voice was a little nervous but powerful, "I know it's a little bit... Foul, but please allow me to say a few words before we officially start. Because I know that I may never have the opportunity to say these words on such a big stage again, thank you."
Hong Guan bowed deeply in front of others.
The audience in the audience was still very quiet at this time, looking at the stage, looking at the screen, and looking at the three unattractive guys coming out from the backstage. Who are these?
No one knows who they really are except one.
Except for a sweaty and panting man who appeared near the entrance of the stage auditorium, the stunned young man finally got the bass from the old man with an afro, Cheng Yiyi.
But he looked at Hong Guan and the other two people next to Hong Guan on the stage in shock, "Why are they all here?"
In the band, except him, Hong Guan, and Xiao Meng who had disappeared, the other two guys had quit long ago!
"Same goes for Cheng!"
Hong Guan, who was bowing, suddenly raised his head and shouted loudly towards the microphone: "Cheng Yiran!! Do you hear it! Are you here! Are you looking at me! I am Hong Guan! He is the little demon!! He It’s the old devil!! Are you watching!! We are here!!! We are all here!!!”
"I'm sorry!" Hong Guan took a deep breath and roared loudly in front of the surprised audience: "I'm sorry!! It was us who quit one after another!! We were breaking our previous promises one by one!! Life! Livelihood! Pressure! We are so overwhelmed by reality that we can’t hold our heads up! We have to give up! In order to survive! Sorry!! We are all cowards! Sorry!!!”
"Honestly! I once hated you! There was a moment when I was extremely jealous of you! I never thought that not long after the day when I couldn't hold on anymore and asked you to quit, not long after , you have been appreciated! You have stepped onto a stage that we never thought of before! I am so jealous! I really have to blame myself! I blame myself, why don’t you hold on for a few more days!”
"But when I was in the studio that day and watched you singing our song again on the stage, I suddenly understood. We have never paid so much as you have!"
"Yi Ran! Cheng Yi Ran! Are you here! Are you looking at us? We are all here now!!" Hong Guan's eyes were filled with white spots and silver from the spotlight, "I know you must be here! So, I only want to say one thing! You bitch, get on this stage right away! Because"
He took a deep breath, used up all the oxygen in his lungs, and roared: "Because we, only together, are the real band!!! We are the one brought to us by Xiao Meng!!"
"Cheng Yiran! Come out!!" Hong Guan glared in front of him, "Is it your turn to be a coward this time?! Cheng Yiran!!"
The roar was like a subwoofer turned to maximum volume, vibrating around Cheng Yiran, accompanied by his strong heartbeat.
A strength that he didn't know where he came from made him subconsciously take the first and second steps!
One step for walking, two steps for walking, three steps for running!
He ran down the stairs, rushed past the camera in front of the stage, and climbed up from the bottom of the stage like a madman.
Panting, standing at the edge of the stage, glaring at Hong Guan, Cheng Yiran said angrily: "How dare you say that again! Who is a coward!!"
"Who are you!"
Hong Guan glared back without giving in!
"Your uncle!"
"You stupid ass!!"
Cheng Yiran raised his hand and raised the bass on his hand, "Take it back!!"
Hong Guan was stunned and asked in surprise: "How did you get it back?"
Cheng Yiran smiled and said: "I picked it up on the road!"
Hong Guan laughed and suddenly reached for his collar and took out two necklaces. He tore one of them off hard and threw it towards Cheng Yiran.
When he caught the necklace, Cheng Yiran suddenly raised his head, "Where did you find it?"
Hong Guan said softly: "Silly donkey, I also picked it up on the road, Cheng Yiran. Without you, I, we can't do it."
He subconsciously walked towards Hong Guan. Hong Guan didn't know the magic power of that guitar, but he still stood bravely on this stage. Even if he might face ridicule or boos, he still dared!
And I'm scared!
My music is not like this!
The music I want, our rock and roll is not like this! Unknowingly, I gave up on myself. I just thought that with that guitar and its magic power, I could forget about everything.
"I am really a stupid ass!"
"What are you doing? Forcibly sensationalizing? It was already arranged?"
"Is it for the show's effect? It's so fake."
"Shhh!!!"
Facing the comments and scoldings from the audience below, the director of the program team had to quickly ask for instructions. Why was he acting so randomly? Feiyun Entertainment’s newcomer this time?
As the director of the show, he really didn't know that something like this would happen. The same goes for this trip. Didn't he say that he was injured in a car crash and was temporarily unable to participate?
What makes the director even more depressed is the quick response from the top. The director only heard that the senior management seemed a little depressed on the phone, and reluctantly said he agreed!
Damn it! !
But the director really couldn't stand the order of this kind of physique, so he could only quickly arrange for the host to bear the pressure of the scene and announce that he agreed to Cheng Yiran's return to the stage. It was a farce!
The director has even seen on the camera lens that many audience members have stood up and left towards the exit of the auditorium. Maybe after this, there will be endless abuse on the Internet again, right?
This program has simply suffered the biggest black history! However, what made the director even more aggrieved was that Hong Guan, who was causing trouble, and Cheng Yiran, who was also causing trouble, were saying this on stage as if they didn't take it seriously at all!
Are these two actually some kind of mysterious second generation? Is there a mysterious force behind it?
But no matter how depressed the director was, Cheng Yiran and Hong Guan, as well as the little demon and the old demon reunited on the stage. They talked and waited for the arrangement of the program team.
"Little Demon, Old Demon Hong Guan, how did you find them?" Cheng Yiran couldn't help but ask with curiosity.
"Oh, I found Director Cheng." Hong Guan also looked surprised: "Actually, when I was asked to come on stage, I suddenly had this idea. So I mentioned it, but I didn't expect that Director Cheng actually found someone for me. It’s coming and it’s incredibly fast!”
The little demon with long hair and a popular face said, "Well, I just got off work, and a few guys in black clothes rushed me into the car, covered my head, and passed out. When I woke up, I arrived. This is it.”
The old devil was also frightened and said: "Me too! I just returned home from teaching drumming lessons and I was kidnapped here. If I hadn't seen Hong Guan here, my boss would have thought he was kidnapped. Isn't that right? I'm like this If I can’t support myself, who will tie me up?”
Xiaoyao suddenly said: "But I'm sorry. Cheng Yiran, Hong Guan, I was the first to quit. I didn't expect that you would still think of me here. I never dreamed that I would be on such a stage, although..."
Xiaoyao glanced at the audience, shook his head and said, "Although it doesn't seem like he's very welcome to see you."
"Mother Xipi!" the old devil said: "It's hard to come up here once, we can't lose! Do it! Just sing! After all, labor and management used to be known as the Little King of Drums in Houhai, who is afraid of whom!"
"It seems to be agreed." Hong Guan glanced at it, then looked at everyone and said: "Since we are here, let us make our voices heard! Even if it is only this time, we must let the world remember us!"
Hong Guan stretched out his hand, and Xiao Yao and Lao Mo also put their hands on Hong Guan's palm. The three of them looked at Cheng Yiran at the same time. Cheng Yiran looked at the three of them with a complicated expression, took a deep breath, and gently covered the top with his palm.
"What are we!"
"For once, what are we!!"
"!!!!!!"
With smiles on their faces, they faced the unusually indifferent audience on the field, and faced those figures who had begun to leave, but they bravely raised their heads.
At this time, Hong Guan took off the hanging guitar and handed it to Cheng Yiran. Without saying a word, he said, "Come here!"
"Wait for me, I'll just play the bass." Cheng Yiran hesitated subconsciously and shook his head. He couldn't play this guitar.
If this is the case, it would be better to fulfill Hong Guan now.
But Hong Guan didn't care. He put the guitar on Cheng Yiran hard, and put the bass on himself, "Stupid donkey, I am your bass player!"
Cheng Yiran silently strummed the guitar strings and nodded.
"Can your fingers work?"
"If it's this song, no problem." Cheng Yiran said with certainty.
He looked at Hong Guan, at Xiao Yao, and at Lao Mo. He realized that when the guitar sounded just now, they were not obsessed with it. In other words, he still couldn't really use the guitar.
But so what?
So what if it doesn’t work?
Cheng Yiran walked to the position of the lead singer, Hong Guan was by his side, Xiao Yao was behind him, and Lao Mo was also behind him and couldn't use it, so what?
The audience reviled, so what?
Someone leaves, so what?
I have always sung like this. I have always sung like this! I have experienced being ignored, living on the streets, and living precarious days, and I have come through it all.
Cheng Yiran thought about the road he walked with the old man with the afro, and recalled the moment when he looked back and saw the gymnasium.
Xiaomeng, I'm sorry, forgive me for always deceiving myself. I thought my persistence was just because of you, in order to fulfill your dream and for it, I have persisted until now.
But after I fulfilled your dream and brought your songs to the world, I understood.
It's time for me to let you go.
It’s time for me to face my own rock.
Because I have always loved it, not for others!
Goodbye, little dream, my most beautiful dream.
And now, I have to rely on myself to pursue my rock and roll dream again and again!
This time, for myself!
Even if no one cares about it!
No matter whether this guitar has any effect or not, I want to keep playing it. I want to keep playing it until my fingers break!
After closing his eyes and adjusting his emotions, Cheng Yiran held the microphone in his hand and whispered softly: "Forgive us for our willfulness and the farce just now. But our voices will be heard again here. The next song has been with us It has helped us through many difficulties. I think many people will also be inspired by it. The band that wrote this song is also our favorite and our goal!"
The sound of the electronic piano slowly came to mind.
Cheng Yiran closed his eyes and sang softly.
Today I am watching the snow drifting by in the cold night
Floating far away with a cooled heart
In the wind and rain, chasing
Can't tell the traces in the fog
The sky is vast and the sea is vast, you and me, can we change? Who is not changing?
Looking back, the person who left suddenly looked back.
Those impatient people suddenly became quiet.
They watched them on the screen silently, listening to the words.
Listen to the intersection of guitar, bass, electric piano, and jazz drums.
Stopped.
All stopped.
In the night sky, Luo Qiu listened intently, as if this was not enough, so he gently covered his ears with his palms and whispered softly: "I heard this song, their song. I finally heard it, it's so beautiful, so beautiful." "
