Lead singer Feng Shaolun smoothed his long hair on his forehead, patted his leather jacket inlaid with various metals, and stared at the live broadcast on the TV with a hint of excitement in his eyes.
"It's our turn soon!"
The keyboard player behind him said with a smile, "The Jinghong band didn't even have enough members. Han Sen knew he couldn't participate in the competition, so he just didn't come!"
"He can't come."
Feng Shaolun suppressed the excitement in his heart, took a deep breath, and said calmly: "Rules are rules after all, and no one can break them. He was already an exception in the last show, and the program team cannot make another exception for them.
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"Well, this time, even if we don't win the championship, if we can advance to the top three, the company will still give us rewards. I heard that we will be given some good resources. Shaolun, our external performance fees will also have to increase in the future.
Up."
The drummer of the band was very happy imagining the wonderful future.
But the bassist poured cold water on him: "Shaolun will sign with Weilai Entertainment immediately, how can he still hang out with us?"
The whole lounge was silent.
Although everyone knows that Feng Shaolun has been in contact with NIO Entertainment many times, it is the first time that someone has said it so bluntly today.
This topic was once a taboo among several people, and no one wanted to talk about it.
It's like he doesn't want to face reality.
Feng Shaolun smiled: "Don't worry, no matter where I am in the future, if I have a bite to eat, you will definitely be indispensable."
Having said that, looking at Feng Shaolun's smile, the other members of the band murmured secretly.
Obviously, based on their understanding of Feng Shaolun, they don't really believe it in their hearts.
But that doesn't matter.
As for Feng Shaolun, he didn't take it seriously at all.
Regardless of whether he gets the top three, it will not prevent him from signing a contract with Weilai, nor will it prevent him from going north to the mainland to develop in the near future.
As for the others?
go to hell.
"Boom! Boom!"
There was a knock on the door.
The field manager walked in and informed all members of the Candy Band to go to the waiting area and prepare to perform on stage.
Feng Shaolun and others' hearts were in their throats.
Hearing this, they all excitedly waved their fists twice, and then followed the court officials to the waiting area.
At this time, warm applause and cheers came from the stage.
After the Qin Dynasty Band performed, Migratory Bird Band and Gemstone Band, both of the top four, came on stage one after another. Although they also received very high scores, they were still about 20 to 30 points behind Qin Chao Band.
The strengths of these two bands are almost the same, and it is difficult to see the specific difference.
In comparison, Jinghong Band and Qin Chao Band are even more powerful, and their popularity is more intuitive. Whenever these two bands come on stage, there will be a large number of fans in the audience to support them, making others envious.
Soon, the host came on stage.
"Next, please invite the last team——"
Waiting area.
The Candy Band smiled and everyone stood up and started to take the stage.
"——The Jinghong Band! Yes, the Jinghong Band is invited to appear!"
The entire scene was instantly in an uproar. Without any warning or warning, the host loudly shouted the name of the band Jinghong.
There was a look of surprise on people's faces.
You know, before this, there were not many traces of Jinghong Band at all, whether it was the program crew or the promotional posters outside the venue. On the contrary, the promotion of Candy Band could be seen everywhere.
At the beginning, the host mentioned almost all the bands, but avoided mentioning Jinghong Band.
Obviously intentionally avoided.
It was not until the three bands had finished their stage that the host seemed to have received the news at the last moment and directly announced the appearance of Jinghong Band.
Soon, the crane camera was seen flying across the stage and heading towards the waiting area to take pictures.
People then saw four panting figures.
They had just arrived at the entrance passage, and in full view of the crowd, they ran toward the stage in the backlit passage.
Most of them wear simple shirts, jeans or casual pants, like a group of young and energetic college graduates.
The only difference is that two of them are carrying guitars and basses on their backs, while the other two are carrying a keyboard and the other is holding two drumsticks.
The whole crowd cheered.
Then there was thunderous applause.
When the crane camera lens zoomed in, several people stood back to back and struck an extremely arrogant pose.
When director Xu Zongze saw this, he turned off the microphone angrily. From a distance away, he pointed at a few of them with trembling fingers and almost cursed. How long has it been? Are you still here making a fool of yourself?
Assistant director Xie Fengxiang quickly dissuaded Director Xu and said, "Look at the overall situation! Take care of the overall situation!"
Xu Zongze's curse words came to his lips, but he didn't curse them in the end.
On the contrary, slowly, a smile appeared on his face.
A bunch of idiots are finally here...
It's not in vain that I delayed you for so long!
At this time, the whole audience burst into cheers.
Only the Candy Band had cold hands and feet.
They watched helplessly as Han Sen and others stepped onto the stage step by step as if the king had returned, amidst the standing ovation and loud cheers from the audience.
It was like walking up to the altar, emitting a dazzling light.
"Director Xie, what should we do?"
After Feng Shaolun was stunned for a while, he ran over like crazy and asked the assistant director.
"you……"
Xie Fengxiang looked at their longing faces with some pity in his eyes: "You guys, stop at the top eight!"
ruthless!
All members of the Candy Band suffered a critical blow, like a bolt from the blue.
These days.
After preparing so hard, I was praised by the director during the rehearsal yesterday.
Today I was told that I had no chance to take the stage!
So heartless!
"It shouldn't be..." Feng Shaolun muttered to himself as he looked at Han Sen and others on the stage.
At this moment, backstage lounge.
"Snapped!"
Chen Lin, the bassist of Qin Dynasty Band, slapped his chin hard, "My crow's mouth! My crow's mouth!"
"Quiet!"
Hong Jinwu's face was solemn: "What should come will always come. Even if we don't face it today, we will face it in the future. It's better to do it earlier, so as not to always have this grudge in my heart. If this year's "Hong Kong Star" does not have Jinghong
The band, even if I win the championship, still feels hot."
Everyone was silent.
…
Sitting in the guest seat, looking at Han Sen, whom she hadn't seen for a week, Fang Qiwen felt that the other person's energy seemed to have gotten better, and he was not as melancholy and dull as when he first met.
It's like a different person.
Fang Qiwen clicked her tongue in surprise.
Although there is no king reserve who can successfully enter the Miracle Group.
But facing Han Sen, Fang Qiwen still had no intention of giving up. Her bet still worked. As long as Han Sen could win the show championship, she would directly take Han Sen north to develop.
With Fang Qiwen's connections and strength in the industry, it was not easy to elevate Han Sen to a certain height, but it was definitely very easy.
This is of course due to Han Sen's personal strength and excellent appearance.
It also stems from Fang Qiwen’s affirmation of her own vision.
When she saw Han Sen, she had an intuition that in the near future, a rising star would appear again in the sky.
Just like the rise of the movie king Meng Shouchang.
on the stage.
The staff at the scene quickly walked up and helped the four Han Sens put on the earphones and install the pickups on the instruments.
Ge Qingqi only brought drumsticks, so he used the drum set provided by the program team.
Zhong Juntao carries his own synthetic keyboard.
Although it was a bit heavy, Zhong Juntao, who was tall and tall, did not look tired at all when he was carrying it and running. Instead, he was full of energy.
Since the two of them had not rehearsed before, they both placed a music stand in front of themselves, placed the music score they were about to play on it, and prepared to sight-read.
Wu Yu quickly took out the bass guitar from the guitar case and wiped it with a handcloth.
Seeing the audience chanting the name of the band Jinghong, his peach blossom eyes narrowed with joy, and he felt that he was full of ambition and was about to take off.
Han Sen was carrying his black guitar and preparing quietly.
For Han Sen.
This song can produce the desired effect even if you play it alone.
Now that there are more people like Wu Yu, there are uncertain factors.
Because there was no rehearsal beforehand, I can’t remember any previous collaborations.
This is equivalent to everyone running in for the first time today, and there can be no tacit understanding.
Don’t ask for no faults, but don’t ask for loopholes.
at the same time.
Makeup artist Zhao Wenjing also quickly climbed onto the stage with a group of colleagues and began to quickly apply makeup on the four people.
However, due to time constraints, I simply sprayed on some glitter to brighten my skin tone and reduce the shadows in the frame when I was in the camera.
"come on!"
Zhao Wenjing looked at Han Sen with bright eyes and encouraged him very carefully.
In the past few days, she has been paying attention to Han Sen's updates, including Han Sen's "Tomorrow Today" on the radio. She listened to it over and over again.
The more I listen, the more heartache I feel.
Not only the content of the lyrics, but also sympathy for Han Sen himself’s current predicament.
Unfortunately, although she was not angry, she was unable to provide help to Han Sen.
Finally, less than five minutes.
Everything is in order.
All members of the Jinghong band stood on the stage and were ready.
The applause continues.
"Thank you for your patience. Now, let us invite Jinghong Band to bring their latest original song——"
The host looked at Han Sen and others with a questioning look.
Han Sen understood and walked to the microphone stand.
When the applause from the audience died down, he whispered: "This song is called "Glory Moon Years"!"
"——I would like to pay tribute to the black leader Antoine with this song, and thank Antoine for his efforts in eliminating racial discrimination in South Africa and realizing a democratic and free society!"
The words just fell.
The seven or eight black people in the audience suddenly raised their heads.
The black boy Robin was stunned, and his eyes instantly lit up.
Just now he was expressing his concerns about Mr. Antoine to his friends.
Unexpectedly, I heard Han Sen say this in a blink of an eye.
Robin felt cold and trembling, and was inexplicably excited. He stood up quickly and clapped so hard that his drumming hand almost broke.
Several other black people in the audience couldn't contain their excitement when they saw Robin looking like this. They stood up to pay tribute to the band and applauded.
A Chinese singer paid tribute to the black leader Antoine in a key program and wrote a song for Antoine...
Incredible!
In their previous understanding, this was simply impossible.
At this moment, they realized again.
China is really a place without racial discrimination!
At this moment, Wu Yu looked at Han Sen with eyes filled with admiration.
When did Brother Sen become so talented?
Such a song was played so grandly...
Wu Yu actually felt it was a pity.
Even if you want to play, you should play in the finals!
The weight of the semi-finals simply cannot match this song!
But no matter what, today, at this time, he Wu Yu will face the world on the stage and play this song "Glory Years"!
My first-class piano playing skills!
Since "Friendship Years" didn't catch up, "Glory Years" must be arranged for Brother Sen this time!
Show them off!
Wu Yu felt that his fingers were extremely itchy and he wanted to play for three days and three nights.
He looked at Han Sen eagerly, waiting for Brother Sen to start.
Zhong Juntao and Ge Qingqi were also waiting for the sound of the guitar played by Brother Sen.
But at this moment, Han Sen did not start playing immediately.
He looked around the audience, looking at the black people in the audience who stood up in excitement, wiping away tears and applauding vigorously.
He is brewing emotions.
At this moment, Han Sen's mind flashed back to his past life when he read Mandela's autobiography.
At that time, I felt that Mandela had a sharp vision, quick thinking, and took advantage of the situation. He was a rare politician in the world.
At that time, on the Chinese Internet, various public accounts and unpopular websites were everywhere promoting the claim that Mandela would make South Africa backward after taking office. For a time, Hansen's thinking was almost led astray by this wave of rhythm.
As a modern government that is free from theocratic overtones, its relationship with the people is nothing more than a contractual relationship. It has an obligation to be responsible for the majority of the people, rather than squeezing the majority to achieve the prosperity of the few and the development of the so-called productive forces.
If we take our country as an example, our country's real population may be 1.5 billion. Suppose 1.4 billion people are sleepless, living in slums, and blindly working as cheap labor in labor-intensive industries.
Then, as exploiters, the remaining 100 million people should have better living conditions.
And our country’s productivity level may be the first in the world.
But do you want our country to become like this?
Definitely not.
We opened the door to overthrow the exploitation of a few people and realize the common prosperity of the people of the whole country.
So, put yourself in someone else's shoes.
If you are a black man in South Africa, how should you deal with this problem?
Han Sen sighed.
In his previous life, he went to England to study and came into contact with a group of local "artists".
They prepared puppet activities to compare bees to grassroots workers and fight for their rights.
They oppose the war in Yemen and the British government's arms sales.
Their clothes are not neat, but their eyes are bright.
Han Sen knew that it was the power of faith.
Only when the people have faith can the country have hope.
Now, Han Sen wants to use this song to bring the power of faith to people all over the world who are striving to realize democracy and a free society!
…
"The bell rings the signal to go home
in his life
It seems a little sad
The meaning of black skin to him
It's a lifetime dedication
In the battle of color…”
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