After finding a chair and sitting down, Yu Meng said lazily, "I wish I were as big-hearted as you two. I wouldn't have any worries at all."
Fang Jing leaned his back against the wall and said with a smile: "Don't worry, it's a big deal and there's no point in panicking."
"Hey! It doesn't matter whether you win or lose. After all these years of wandering, the worst thing you can do is continue sleeping in the park." Zhao Lei stood up and moved his arms with a nonchalant look on his face.
"He is a cruel person!" Fang Jing gave a thumbs up.
He just chatted with Zhao Lei and learned that this guy has always been a wandering singer. He has been traveling all over the world since he was eighteen years old. He relied on a broken guitar and traveled all over the country in the past three years.
Sleeping on an overpass or in a park is trivial. When you're hungry, you'll be singing in the underground passages and no one will support you. It doesn't matter. Once you put away your guitar and walk to the construction site, if you earn two hundred yuan, you'll leave and move on to another location to continue your wandering.
The reason why I participated in the Voice of China Dream was not because of any music dream, but because I happened to be homeless and had some money, so I signed up.
"Relax your mind, the pressure is not so great." Fang Jing comforted Yu Meng, "If you are eliminated, you can still go back to study. It's much better than Zhao Lei. He doesn't have a penny and can only beg for food on the roadside."
"Pfft! Is it so miserable?" Yu Meng couldn't help laughing.
Zhao Lei blushed and rolled his eyes at Fang Jing, "Nonsense, how could I end up in that situation? I've already contacted you for the job of picking up flyers. It's a hundred a day. If you work for a week, I'll have enough travel expenses to go back."
"Get ready for Zhao Lei next!"
"I'll go over first, and you guys can continue chatting." Hearing the call to himself, Zhao Lei grabbed his guitar and trotted over.
…
On the instructor's stage, Han Hong clasped her hands lightly on the table. She held two pieces of A4 paper in her hand, with the signatures at the corners being Zhao Lei and Fang Jing respectively.
"Sister Hong, are you interested in these two?" Huang Xiaoming asked in a low voice with interest.
"Well! If nothing else happens, the champion will be born between them."
Huang Xiaoming was surprised, where did this go? There were still several rounds to come, since Han Hong dared to assert that the championship was between these two people.
"No way. Although they are originals, I think a few of them are pretty good and very professional."
"Don't forget, everyone passed through my first audition, and I know best who will do it. These two are not only good at composing music and writing lyrics, but they also have no choice in terms of singing skills."
Leaning on the chair, Han Hong folded her hands in front of her chest and sighed, "If I hadn't been very busy in the past two years and had no time to teach, I would have accepted them."
"Don't give it to me! I'll take it." Li Wen said with a smile.
She also has the original material for her next song, and the songs of Zhao Lei and Fang Jing have been specially marked. With his professional eyes, he couldn't tell that these two songs will definitely become a hit once they are released.
"You? Wait! It depends on how they choose. There are still many levels to come." Han Hong said nothing, shook her head and stopped discussing the topic.
"Hello, three mentors, my name is Zhao Lei, and what I want to sing next is my own original song, Our Time."
After bowing, Zhao Lei crossed the guitar and began to concentrate on playing the intro. This time, unlike the previous preliminary, everyone had time for one song, so he patiently finished the intro.
…
"Aren't you worried about him?"
Fang Jing picked up a magazine from somewhere and flipped through it to pass the time. Yu Meng was a little surprised when he saw this.
The content of the primary election has been broadcast. In addition to the singers' various dramas, the most popular one is Fang Jing. His song "Seventeen Years Old Rainy Season" is very popular. There are various messages online asking for recordings and singing.
This round of knockout shouldn't be a problem for him, but Zhao Lei is different. Although he was original in the last round, his performance was not outstanding. If he messes up this time, he will be completely screwed.
"Don't worry, if you can't even pass him, then no one can." To be honest, Fang Jing has more confidence in Zhao Lei than in himself.
It would be a real joke if this man who claims to start a wave of folk music can't even pass small competitions.
"The sun above our heads."
"Burning with the residual heat of youth."
"He never gives up and keeps us going."
"The cold winter doesn't pass here."
"It's just a misty mountain forest."
"Walking through the old stone bridge."
"Feel the smell of moisture."
…
As soon as Fang Jing finished speaking, Zhao Lei's voice stood up, and Yu Meng suddenly had goosebumps all over his body, his face full of disbelief.
The word is like the face, this is what her university teacher once said. A good song can pull you into that world as soon as you start it, and it will move with the emotions of the singer.
She is now separated from Zhao Lei by a wall, but through her voice she can feel the passion and story conveyed in the lyrics.
"Crossed the green hills."
"You said you looked at the people wearing bamboo hats on their heads."
"The sea breeze blows through the coconut trees and scatters the dust along the way."
'This is like another world separated from the busy city.'
"Let our tired bodies rest here for a long time."
…
Fang Jing closed his eyes and listened carefully to the sound flowing between the strings. In the singing, he could hear Zhao Lei's willingness to be lonely and his passionate and indelible faith.
"This is a person with a story." Anyone who hears Zhao Lei's voice will have such an idea in their mind.
While enjoying the singing, Fang Jing tapped his knees with his fingers following the melody, "It's so enjoyable. No wonder many people in previous lives liked to attend concerts and concerts.
There is a world of difference between the live version and the recording. The recording has been revised over and over again. Although there are no flaws at all, it feels like something is missing.
The live version is different. The singer's mentality and emotions are different every time, his understanding of the song and life is different, and the feeling of singing is also different.
There is a paradox in philosophy that one cannot step into the same river twice, and this paradox also applies to the singing world."
"Our time."
“It’s a worry-free time”
“Wonderful Years”
"It will not be rewritten by anything"
"indulgent laughter"
"Always echoing in our ears"
"Those footprints on the road"
"Never be hidden"
As soon as the song ended, the audience burst into thunderous applause that lasted for a long time.
Huang Xiaoming looked deeply at this unattractive young man in his early twenties, and he finally understood why Han Hong spoke so highly of Zhao Lei.
Putting aside his singing skills, the composition and lyrics of this song are top-notch. No wonder Han Hong came up with the idea of recruiting a disciple, which made him even more curious about the future.
…
Listening to the flood of applause, Fang Jing spread his hands as if to say, "Look, I'll say no problem."
Zhao Lei came back five or six minutes later, with two rows of white teeth exposed in the air, not hiding his joy at being promoted, "Fang Jing, how was your singing?"
"You are very strong, and your strength is not inferior to mine. I will not be your opponent in ten years."
"Fuck you!" Zhao Lei laughed at him. "Since you are so good, I will see how you perform in a while. If not, I will treat you to dinner."
"Okay! Let's compare. By the way, do you still have money?"
"Of course there is. How can you not save some money for self-defense when you are wandering around the world?" Zhao Lei patted his chest with an expression as if he was still young.
Seeing the two of them hurting each other, Yu Meng's tight heart relaxed a lot, and it didn't take long for her name to be called.
"Hello, three mentors, my name is Yu Meng, and today I sing "Dream Chaser."
In order to sing this song, she specially rented a white dress, which looked a bit like the same style as Wu Qianlian. Even her hair style was based on Wu Qianlian in the movie Tian Ruoqing.
"Let youth blow your long hair"
"Let him lead your dreams"
“Unknowingly, the history of the city has remembered your smile.”
"The blue sky in the red heart is the beginning of life"
"You who stayed awake all night after the spring rain"