Lin Yue took off his coat and stuffed it into Sun Tong's arms. He went to the musical instrument manager and asked for a blue and white electric guitar, and walked straight to the exit.

"You...are you going to perform on stage?"

Lin Yue glanced at her and said, "I understand that they don't want to perform on stage. But I have songs to sing, I have something to say, and... I can't be sorry to the audience who came from afar to support the Sewing Machine Band."

Sun Tong stared into his eyes, chuckled, stretched out his hands, and gave two thumbs up: "Come on."

Lin Yue nodded, walked forward with his guitar in hand, said a few words to the staff as he approached the exit, and stepped onto the stage facing several stunned looks without looking back.

Backstage in the studio, the director did not ask the staff to interrupt the recording. Instead, he asked the lighting engineer to follow Lin Yue's footsteps and follow his footsteps.

The colors on the curtain wall were constantly changing, the stars were twinkling, and the moon was like water. When the audience below saw him coming to the stage alone, they couldn't help but look at each other, wondering what was going on.

Everyone knows that there are five members in the Sewing Machine band, but why is there only the drummer?

Lin Yue walked to the microphone in the center of the stage with his guitar in his arms, looked at the senior music industry veterans sitting in the guest seats, and then at the silent audience.

"I'm sorry, there was something wrong with the band temporarily, and other members couldn't arrive at the venue for a while. The comrades from the column team asked me if I wanted to cancel this performance. I thought about it and asked them to give me a chance to do it for the people who came here.

Fans sing a song. On September 30th, the Sewing Machine Band failed to live up to the expectations of many people, but today, even if I am the only one, I have to get things done. Because apart from personal interests and ideals, I must also serve the audience and fans.

Be responsible, this is your obligation as a public figure."

Pa~

Pa~pa~pa~

It started as sporadic applause, then turned into a wave.

Several guests looked at each other, smiled and nodded.

Not to mention anything else, Lin Yue's responsibility and sense of responsibility are worthy of recognition.

"Today I bring a new song, I hope everyone likes it."

He took a deep breath, put the guitar around his neck, placed the fingers of his left hand on the fingerboard, and plucked the strings with his right fingers.

I have had countless cold winds blowing through my chest.

I was once forced by distant dreams to look up at the stars.

I have been ridiculed countless times to give up on my music dream.

I have been buried under countless pieces of loess, my surging energy.

My singing voice that I once wanted ~ the touching feeling of endless sinking.

I once regarded them as my rainbow after the storm.

I once left all the reasons for my fall to time.

I once threw the opportunity right in front of me.

I once broke a complete mirror, and the pillow at night was full of tears.

I wish I could go back to the past and give me another chance.

I want to say that in the past time, I didn’t care for anyone.

Apart from empty talk, it means everything is wrong.

…

The singing fades away.

Lin Yue let go of the hand holding the guitar and exhaled the stale air from his lungs.

Wow~

Thunderous applause sounded.

A little girl in the front row waving a light stick said loudly: "You sing so well."

Even if there is no systematic accompaniment and only the simplest guitar accompaniment, it can still make people mesmerized.

"thanks, thanks."

Lin Yue held the microphone and thanked the audience.

After a while, the applause subsided. Ms. Han Hong, who was sitting in the guest seat below, glanced at the program list in her hand and said: "Mr. Lin, I found that this song is not on the program list. It should be a temporary selection by you, right?"

I'm curious as to what made you decide to sing it without a band, as you should know that this song would sound much more beautiful with suitable accompaniment."

Lin Yue turned his head, looked at her and said: "There is a situation that I think everyone knows. In fact, many music agents have more or less experience playing music when they were young. Remember those years in college,

I was planning to form a band with a few close friends. At that time, I dreamed of making a debut, making money, becoming famous, and holding concerts, but later I gave up due to practical reasons. After graduating from college, I came to BJ to be my manager. I just stayed here.

For eight years, my daily job was to discover musicians, please my boss, beg my grandfather and grandma to seek cooperation and various resources. In the workplace, I thought about how to take shortcuts to help musicians become famous. In life, I was worried about the rising housing prices every day.

I don’t know when I will have a home of my own in this city. Gradually, only success is left in my eyes, because there is a saying that people in Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou don’t believe in tears. People will only remember those in the spotlight.

It doesn’t matter who the back figure is in the dark, they are all the same.”

He paused and then said: "It wasn't until I went to Ji'an, and in that small border town, I met the people from the Sewing Machine Band, Hu Liang, Lao Yang, Miss Xixi, Ding Jianguo, and the Bangjiawei chain aircraft carrier flagship

I got to know Sun Tong, the old man from the canteen, and his daughter Sun Tong, and even picked up drumsticks to fill the vacancy in the band and became a musician. During the days with them, I found that I was very relaxed and would never do it again.

I am anxious to face the rising sun, and will not be lonely facing the sunset. It seems that I did not discover them, but they helped me relive the past and regain the impulse, passion, friendship, and ideals I once had. However, when the band walked out of the small town and came to

BJ, I found myself becoming that quick and easy manager again. But just now, when I knew they couldn't come and all my efforts these days would be in vain, I suddenly figured it out... BJ, I didn't belong here before.

I won’t belong here in the future, so let’s say goodbye to this city with a song called “I Was” written when I was in Ji’an.”

"Mr. Lin, I like your songs, support your decisions, and appreciate your personality."

Bang bang bang.

Han Hong applauded very seriously.

Her applause led to the other guests and then the audience.

Wow~

There was thunderous applause, and some people secretly wiped away tears.

Lin Yue's words are sincere, and more importantly, they carry the mentality and recognition of countless Beipiao drifters.

Backstage in the studio, the video editor looked at the director with a questioning look on his face.

"Look what I'm doing? Don't cut it for a second."

The director murmured: "Great, great!"

He dared to pat his chest and guarantee that this episode would definitely be a hit... No, it should be said that it would become the most critically acclaimed episode of "Music You Me Him" ​​since its launch.

Other participants on stage either acted miserably or struggled with their backgrounds, but Lin Yue was different. He sang with true feelings and spoke sincerely. This is the most touching thing.

At the front desk, Lin Yue leaned into the microphone and said thank you twice, bowed to the audience, and walked toward the exit with his guitar in hand amidst the prolonged applause.

Several staff members stood behind the curtain and gestured to him, which meant it was awesome.

Lin Yue nodded, handed the guitar to someone, and asked him to deliver it to the wind instrument master. Then he opened the door of the lounge outside the dressing room and walked in.

The TV opposite the sofa is connected to a camera, so you can see what's happening on the stage.

When he came in, Sun Tong had already gotten up from the sofa.

"How's it going?" He looked at the girl in front of him who stayed with him until the end: "Am I doing okay?"

Sun Tong didn't say anything, but suddenly rushed over, hugged his neck and kissed him.

She was so hard that it was almost suffocating.
Chapter completed!