In fact, not only Shi Yue, but also the other singers in the room, including the supporting singers, also turned their attention to her.
Chu Qingqiu looked at the TV on the wall with concentration, as if he didn't notice anyone else watching him.
Seeing that there was no change in her expression, Shi Yue wondered, could the person Zhou Ziwu mentioned really be someone else?
It shouldn't be.
…
On stage.
After Zhou Ziwu finished speaking, he bowed to the audience and sat down on the chair.
Music starts.
Zhou Ziwu sat in the center of the stage, with warm yellow background lights behind him, and the soothing music made the entire atmosphere gentle.
Listening to the melody of the music, scenes from the past of the two people appeared in front of Zhou Ziwu's eyes.
At that time, she was a very popular actress with a successful career and unparalleled looks, but at that time, she was just a grassroots whose family was bankrupt and in debt, and who participated in a talent show and was eliminated. No matter how you look at it, she and she were
She is not a suitable couple.
As for the reasons she said, he actually didn't believe it, but he didn't care at the time. After all, he was only there for her "big business" status. What she was planning had nothing to do with him.
And in the subsequent interactions with her, he gradually understood that she was someone who would get lost even if she was driving the navigation system, and her acting skills were not good, but she would try her best to do her best. For him, who she had just met and could be said to be a stranger, she would not hesitate to do anything.
A girl who goes to "war" with fans who support her and says she is not tired even if she only sleeps two or three hours a day for her singing dream.
She is not perfect, but she is a girl who thinks of him in every aspect.
When she was happy, she would talk to him with crooked eyes; when she was angry, she would call him "pig" one after another.
The corner of his mouth raised a slight arc and he sang:
"When you get old, your hair turns gray."
"Drowsy."
"When you get old, you can't walk anymore."
"Napping by the fire, reminiscing about youth."
Listening to his singing, Chu Qingqiu suddenly began to imagine what he would look like when he was old.
At that time, I must have been full of wrinkles, white hair, and ugly.
Will the person accompanying me at that time still be him?
Or, two people still love each other, but have to face the test of illness and life and death. If one of them dies before the other, the remaining person will definitely be very sad.
Thinking of this, she suddenly felt a little sad.
Zhou Ziwu opened his eyes and looked at the air in front of him.
"How many people loved you when you were young and happy."
"I admire your beauty, fake or true."
"Only one person still loves your pious soul."
"Love the wrinkles on your old face."
Shi Yue turned to look at Chu Qingqiu again.
At this time, there was no suspicion in her eyes, only envy.
There is no doubt that this song was not sung to anyone else, but to Chu Qingqiu.
As a woman, when she heard "Love the wrinkles on your old face", even though she knew it was not sung to her, her heart still trembled.
The love that can still exist after throwing away the external world must be deeply rooted in the soul and engraved on the bones.
She was extremely envious of this kind of love just by hearing about it. As the person involved, Chu Qingqiu must be so happy at this moment.
Zhou Ziwu sat quietly on the chair, with deep affection hidden in his clear voice:
"When you get old, your eyebrows will droop."
"The lights are dim and dim."
"The wind blows here, your news."
"This is the song in my heart."
At the end of the first section, the sound of a violin solo came from the side of the stage, the melody was gentle and soothing.
Amidst the music, Zhou Ziwu stood up, took off the microphone on the stand, and swayed slightly to the rhythm of the music.
After the accompaniment ended, Zhou Ziwu sang loudly into the microphone:
"I can't keep all the years."
"The years have kept me."
"The fragrance never stops for me."
"But it is my spring."
Fang Qin closed his eyes and listened to Zhou Ziwu's singing with enjoyment on his face.
If the previous "Rolling Bead Curtain" and "Preface to Orchid Pavilion" are the chants of ancient literati and poets, then this song "When You Get Old" is the praise of modern poets.
Although the styles are different, the artistic conception of the words is equally beautiful.
In particular, this song is sung to a loved one, and the emotions in it are even more touching.
The barrage was also moved to tears by the divine love between Zhou Ziwu and Chu Qingqiu, and many people had "tears" in their eyes.
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Zhou Ziwu restrained his voice and returned to a calm state.
"When you get old, your eyebrows will droop."
"The lights are dim and dim."
"The wind blows here, your news."
"This is the song in my heart."
Zhou Ziwu’s eyes were gentle.
This is what I said, the song I want to sing for you, do you hear it?
"for you."
Shi Yue gently touched Chu Qingqiu's arm and handed him a tissue.
Chu Qingqiu took it sheepishly, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said softly: "Thank you."
Shi Yue smiled and said: "Don't be shy, you don't know, there are probably many girls on the scene and in front of the TV who are envious of you."
Chu Qingqiu smiled and nodded: "I am lucky to meet him."
Shi Yue smacked his lips, why is the dog food in his mouth so sour?
"When I am old, I will do it for you."
"Sing this song from your heart."
"Sing this song, the song in your heart."
In the melodious and soothing music, Zhou Ziwu finished singing.
The audience was silent.
Everyone is still immersed in this beautiful song.
"Thanks."
Zhou Ziwu's voice woke them up. One of them opened his eyes, stood up, and applauded vigorously. Then, there was an overwhelming applause.
"Wow!"
The applause lasted for a long time, and the barrage went crazy.
"This song is so beautiful!"
“I really cried when I heard it!”
"Absolutely amazing! It sounds so good!"
"From the beginning to the end, the tears never stopped. When he sang, he really looked like a poet."
"Yes, the lyrics of this song are so well written, like modern poetry!"
"Compared with the first two songs and this song "When You Get Old", they are simply unlistenable."
"It's not good to praise someone but to criticize someone else, although I think so too."
"Hey, why wasn't this song written for me?"
"You're thinking about peaches!"
"Before, you all said that Zhou Ziwu's hatred for his wife was irreconcilable, but now why do I suddenly feel that Chu Qingqiu is the one who took advantage?"
"I really envy Chu Qingqiu."
"Stop competing and declare the winner directly."
"Don't make trouble, the person behind you is Chu Qingqiu."
"Look, she's already crying."
In the lounge.
Chu Qingqiu looked at Zhou Ziwu on TV with red eyes.
What she wants to do most now is to rush up to him and give him a big hug, regardless of whether he is live broadcasting or whether there are many people watching.