Chapter 162 Even if there are thousands of songs in the future
Red Pavilion.
Crowds of people.
Fans saw a figure slowly walking out of the darkness.
Vaguely, they saw the figure wearing a tuxedo and a black gentleman's hat, standing in the center of the stage.
He lowered his head and buttoned the gentleman's hat gently, very gently, and the brim of the hat covered his eyes.
The dim light of the stage loomed, shining on him, revealing a suffocating sense of mystery.
At first, everyone thought he was Zhong Yanhong's backup dancer.
But then, they rejected the idea...
How can any backup dancer stand in the center of the stage and remain motionless like a statue?
About ten seconds later, the stage lights slowly turned on.
They saw that figure still lowering his head, but slowly raised the microphone in his hand to his mouth...
A brisk guitar sound surrounded the entire stage, and the fans felt that this guitar song was strange, a melody they had never heard before.
The light did not completely illuminate the stage, but only illuminated a corner of the black figure, and the light was very hazy, leaving the figure half in the darkness and half looming in the hazy light.
I have to say that this brief appearance attracted the attention of many fans, and they unconsciously wanted to know what kind of face the gentleman's hat was hiding.
Many girls stared with their eyes straight and unblinking...
But it's a pity...
But the figure continued to press the hat and remained motionless. Even if the light swayed around him, it still could not reveal the mystery under the hat...
The girls felt very sad.
But I don't know why, but my heart keeps beating.
It's a wonderfully complicated feeling.
The man on the stage, against the black background, is full of loneliness, danger, coldness, and a sense of nobility that makes people look up to him.
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"do not worry!"
"Everyone has to go on stage once..."
"trust yourself."
“Very tasty and cool!”
"That's what it feels like!"
"You are a person born for the stage!"
"..."
In my ears, Zhong Yanhong's voice came.
Later, the sound is replaced by accompaniment.
Not trying to be cool.
It’s not like the director asked him to do this, nor was it a pre-rehearsed script!
This is Zhou Yang's first time singing on stage, and also his first time in front of so many thousands of viewers...
This is different from the Berlin of the past, and it is completely different from the time of the Golden Melody Awards...
When he was in Berlin, he was imitating everyone on the stage and playing a role on stage to receive an award. The same was true during the Golden Melody Award, full of acting.
And now...
He is himself!
He didn't play anyone, he was Zhou Yang. He stood on the stage and sang, and he didn't play any role.
Then, he began to have a little bit of social fear and a little nervousness.
Fortunately, the brim of the hat blocked the line of sight, blocked everyone's eyes, and also blocked the light shining down from the stage.
It’s not that I have low self-esteem, and of course I don’t have much self-confidence either.
But at least there is a little sense of security. It is very safe in a small area.
Vaguely, he seemed to be able to hear the discussion coming into his eardrums, and it seemed that the discussion was mixed with bursts of applause...
"Slowly looking back at the nights that once belonged to each other
Red is still the sunshine in my heart that you gave me
If I shed silly tears, I hope you can be considerate and forgive me.
The road to leaving you tomorrow morning may be long and lonely..."
Now that he is on the stage, there is no way for him to escape.
No matter how long the accompaniment is, it will eventually end.
He held the microphone and finally spoke.
He found that when he opened his mouth, it didn't seem as difficult as he imagined, and he didn't feel much nervous.
Very natural and smooth.
He sings Cantonese songs!
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On the stage, the lights were brighter again, no longer dim as a lake.
Off the stage, the fans were stunned.
At Zhong Yanhong’s concert, the first person to sing was not Zhong Yanhong, but someone else...
Strange melody, strange lyrics, strange man in black, and this very strange opening music.
Everything is very strange!
But surprisingly, they found that they were not disgusted.
They saw the figure standing alone with a microphone in his hand, his voice full of melancholy.
He didn't make any extra moves, didn't sing or dance, and didn't try to look cool. The figure seemed like a bard telling a story, singing songs and telling stories.
This song seems to be very nice!
And the atmosphere was very contagious. When the sound started, the noisy venue instantly became quiet.
Everyone looked at the lonely figure on the stage...
His voice is very gentle, but like a bottle of mellow old wine, it is fragrant on the stage and sings with a different flavor, making people unconsciously fall into the artistic conception.
Outside the Coliseum, there was a rustling sound of drizzle.
Unfortunately……
It's not a sunny day today, and we can't see the sunset.
Otherwise, the current feeling should be quite appropriate.
Sunset, loneliness, long road of life.
This idea has appeared in the minds of many fans.
"Too much to say in one moment
It's a pity that they will be on both sides soon
I can only gaze deeply at this moment..."
Zhou Yang felt that it was incredibly quiet under the stage.
He was a little uneasy. He didn't know what was going on with the fans below, and he didn't know what happened.
Are you booing him or talking about him...
He doesn't know.
He couldn't see anything. After singing this line, he slowly moved the brim of his hat upwards, but in the end he didn't look at the scene under the stage.
The lights on the stage seem to be getting brighter and brighter.
Scenes of parting moments appeared in his mind unconsciously, especially when singing on both sides, he actually thought of his father in this world.
His father likes some songs from the 80s and 90s very much, and also likes Zhong Yanhong very much.
If he was standing off the stage and saw me singing at Zhong Yanhong’s farewell concert, he would be very surprised, right?
His voice began to lower unconsciously, and began to contain a trace of complex emotions that even he could not express.
The lights became brighter and brighter.
It shines on the stage, full of bright light.
He finally raised his head.
"Even if there are thousands of songs in the future,
Floating far away on my road
Even if there are thousands of evening stars in the future,
Brighter than the moon tonight
Nothing is as beautiful as this night
It will never make me appreciate it more
Ah, because you sing with me tonight..."
Hold the microphone.
He raised his head.
He started singing.
At the climax of this song, he was so skilled and skillful.
In the original world, he sang the climax of this song countless times. While riding an electric bicycle, he was blown by the wind on the road. He sang along with the headphones as if no one else was there, and even choked on the wind several times.
He imitated his brother's version, Chen Hui*'s version...
The song "Thousands of Ques" sung by his brother at the concert appeared in his mind. It was very gentle and had a different flavor. He thought of the passing of that era and that leap...
Each vague and clear figure echoed in his mind, over and over again.
Somehow, he suddenly began to miss that world and some of the people in that world.
This has never happened before!
He suddenly thought of one of his friends. That friend loved to read novels on his mobile phone all day long, and dreamed all day long that he wanted to travel through time, conquer the world's entertainment industry, and beat Hollywood.
We are even prepared for all kinds of time travel...
Memorize lyrics, memorize music...
It's a pity that he didn't come over, but came over on his own.
Just as Zhou Yang was singing and reminiscing, a familiar scream suddenly came from the audience.
"come on!"
He subconsciously looked under the stage...
He saw a familiar figure.
That person is Song Yiyi.
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Off stage.
The fans looked at the figure who raised his head slightly on the stage.
Especially when he sang the climax, his voice was particularly magnetic, like a trickle slowly flowing into the hearts of the audience.
"come on!"
In the crowd!
Everyone heard a nice shout.
They turned their heads and saw a beautiful girl cheering loudly.
That girl is very familiar...
That is……
Song Yiyi!
Some fans who watched Song Yiyi's movie were stunned.
At this moment, regardless of everyone's reaction, she stood up and cheered for Zhou Yang while Zhou Yang was singing!
Song Yiyi couldn't help herself.
She was shocked when Zhou Yang suddenly appeared on stage.
He was on stage alone!
She unconsciously sweated for Zhou Yang, this was Zhong Yanhong's concert...
If you don't sing well, or if you fail to do something right, the consequences will be unimaginable.
But she never dreamed that Zhou Yang could sing with such feeling...
She even felt a sore nose when she heard it. Especially when she saw Zhou Yang alone on the stage, she once thought that Zhou Yang was about to leave the circle.
"come on!"
"come on!"
"..."
After shouting a few words, when she suddenly saw other people looking at her, she suddenly felt a little embarrassed and finally sat back.
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"Before leaving, I felt sad and beautiful.
It turns out that it’s all you who make my memories last forever
What year and month can it be the same tonight?
Stay and stare and let your eyes tell each other’s position!”
After Zhou Yang finished singing, he did not stand in the center of the stage, but slowly retreated to the back, and the lights gradually dissipated, seeming to pull him into the darkness.
On the right, a gentle light lit up.
Zhong Yanhong, wearing a red robe, walked out slowly...
There is no exciting melody, the second half of the song is sung very calmly and calmly.
However!
The whole audience cheered...
Under the stage, heat waves hit the whole world over and over again...
Fans shouted "Sister Hong" and "Sister Hong".
King Liu Tianwang, King Zhou Tianwang and others stood up and began to applaud. Some of them were filled with tears.
Cai Lin also stood up and applauded.
But her eyes were fixed on Zhou Yang in the darkness!