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Chapter 19 It’s fireworks of different colors

 Monitoring room.

Yang Shan sat on a chair and looked at Zhou Ziwu on the TV, with a wonderful expression on his face.

As the chief director of "New Voices Season", he was probably the one with the most complicated mood among the hundreds of people in the audience.

At this moment, he was not only grateful for his decision to invite Zhou Ziwu to the Night of Champions, but also annoyed that he wanted to drag his previous self out of time and punch him a few times.

How could you let such a good-looking, talented, and talented contestant who can write songs and be a hot topic be eliminated!

If he is not eliminated, will he be able to bring huge traffic to subsequent episodes of the program after he and Chu Qingqiu officially announce it?

Having passed all the way and won the championship, can he bring a bigger topic of discussion to the program team?

Yes, in his mind, if Zhou Ziwu had not been eliminated, then he would be the champion today.

Thinking that all of the above had slipped from his hands, Yang Shan was so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe.

The only thing that gave him some comfort was that Zhou Ziwu still came on the day of the finals, which can be considered a blessing in misfortune.

……

On stage.

Zhou Ziwu is still going on.

"I like me, let the rose bloom with a result."

"In the lonely desert, the same nakedness blooms——"

When singing these two lines, he kept looking up with firm eyes, as if he was fighting against something with his high-pitched singing voice.

Chu Qingqiu's eyes suddenly turned red.

She has raised roses herself and knows that artificially cultivated roses will not bear fruit, but wild roses growing outside will produce spherical red fruits.

This is not because the rose is "looking at others' dishes", but because to people, the value of the rose lies in its beautiful flowers, while its fruits have no value or necessity.

After generations of artificial breeding and selection, those "obedient" varieties that bloom well but do not bear fruit are left behind. Those that do not listen to "people's words" and bear fruit are "failures" and may be

Throw it away.

It is natural for roses to bloom and bear fruit, but because they did not develop according to human wishes, they became a failure in the breeding process. But it itself did nothing wrong.

At this time, he stood alone in the "bright corner", just like the rose bearing fruit.

He didn't do anything wrong. He just made it official and was criticized by countless people. He even became the target of their attacks and curses.

No one likes him, no one speaks for him.

The only person who "loved" him, and because he gave him some compensation agreed upon in advance, he felt at ease and let him, who had never been exposed to online violence, fall into the center of the whirlpool.

He must be feeling very bitter.

But even so, he usually doesn't show it at all.

Even if you are abandoned alone in the cruel desert, you still have to be "blooming and naked".

Chu Qingqiu felt that at this moment, she truly knew her "husband".

After the high-pitched singing, Zhou Ziwu calmed down again.

"How happy to live happily in the glass house."

"Tell the world, what is light and aboveboard——"

After a long sound, the piano sound, accompaniment, and vocals all stopped abruptly.

In this free shot, Zhou Ziwu took a deep breath again, and then:

"I am who I am."

"It's fireworks of different colors——"

"The sky is vast and the sea is vast, we must be the strongest bubble."

The voices are high-pitched and the music is exciting.

He was answering those who asked him who he was: I am me, Zhou Ziwu.

It’s not a toad, nor does it rely on Chu Qingqiu’s husband’s identity to promote himself.

I am who I am.

I'm just me.

This is my definition.

"I like me, let the rose bloom with a result."

"In the lonely desert, nakedness still blooms~"

At the end, the piano sound softened again along with the vocals.

He seemed relieved. Why should I care about your opinions?

Let me be a disobedient rose that grows alone in the desert and blooms alone.

"Wow!!"

The lights are bright.

The entire audience gave their own applause.

The applause was so loud that those who didn’t know it thought Zhou Ziwu on the stage had won the championship.

Before this, the vast majority of the audience came to see what Zhou Ziwu, who has been causing trouble on the Internet in recent days, is like watching the excitement.

In other words, I’m just here to have fun.

However, after this song, they "met" Zhou Ziwu for the first time.

Not because of who he is, but because he is Zhou Ziwu, a firework with a different color.

Backend.

Several contestants participating in the championship competition tonight watched the lively atmosphere on TV with their mouths open.

What the hell is this?

It was just an appetizer, but you served it directly to the state banquet?

If you sing like this, how can we, the finalists who appear later, compete?

If they hadn't known that Zhou Ziwu was just a warm-up player, they would have taken a taxi home.

How can a song of this caliber be compared to nothing?

"Hoo~"

Zhou Yun breathed a sigh of relief.

Only now did he feel that he had chosen the right name and was so lucky.

If in the first round of the knockout round, the competition was not between two people singing the same song, but each singing his own song, then the person sitting here today, participating in the finals, would definitely not be me.

Yang Shan in the monitoring room felt even more painful.

What a champion player.

What a great publicity point.

Why was it eliminated?

Back then, why didn’t I hide the secret and protect him?

I'm so stupid, really.

……

"Zhou Ziwu, please stay."

The host came on stage and saw Zhou Ziwu was about to leave, so he hurriedly called out to stop him.

Zhou Ziwu stood there and looked at him doubtfully.

Why, it looks like you want to interview yourself?

It turns out that I didn’t say that this link was arranged.

Wang Can and Zhang Di, who had been kicked off the stage without saying a word before, showed no sign of dissatisfaction when they saw Zhou Ziwu who was suddenly left behind.

After all, it is for the sake of click-through rate, so don’t shudder.

If they knew that they were invited here because of Zhou Ziwu, they would probably have to thank him.

"This song just now, do you think it sounds good or not?"

The host looked at the audience and asked.

“Sounds good!”

An expected answer.

The host smiled and asked Zhou Ziwu, "But I don't seem to have any impression of this song. Is it your original work?"

"That's right."

Zhou Ziwu nodded and admitted shamelessly.

Hearing what he said, the three tutors at the tutor table all looked at Chu Qingqiu.

It turns out that it was not some toad that ate the swan meat, but a match made by a heavenly being.

If Zhou Ziwu has such musical talent, then Qingmeng Media, which he relies on, will probably get rid of the title of "music desert" and become a new force in the music world.

……


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