"The singer's stage is about to welcome the last substitute singer!"
On the stage, the gorgeously dressed supporter spoke loudly into the microphone: "I believe everyone must be very curious about this new backup singer! Who is this person? Hey, I can give you some information! According to
As far as I know, this substitute singer and Cheng Yiran, who won the first place with almost unanimous votes in our last program, once formed a band together!"
But at this moment, there were enthusiastic... boos!
Only a few, a few dozen people made exclamations. They were from the audience last time. But the tens of thousands of people present could only watch the live broadcast or replay online.
They have been mostly criticizing the so-called champion of the last issue this week.
The host probably didn't expect such a contrasting scene... He seemed to be a little unable to suppress the emotions of these viewers.
But he was thick-skinned enough, so he smiled and said: "It seems that everyone is very enthusiastic? Then without further ado... please invite our last singer today! Please!"
After coming out of the stage, Hong Guan heard what the host said, then he took a deep breath and walked to the exit passage. At this time...he was not the only one around him.
There were also two young men of similar age and dressed in ordinary clothes.
They each looked at each other, nodded, put their hands on each other's shoulders, and took steps.
Walked out!
The scene seemed very quiet at this time... It was so quiet that it made people's hair stand on end. However, Hong Guan gritted his teeth, hung up Cheng Yiran's guitar, and walked to the lead singer's position.
As for the other two young men, one walked to the electronic keyboard and the other walked to the jazz drum and sat down!
The scene was still completely silent... Hong Guan knew that he was not famous. To these tens of thousands of people, he and they were just a stranger, stepping onto this large stage just because of an opportunity.
The audience's reaction was so...normal.
But he didn't pay attention, but looked around the rows of seats in front of the stage. Hong Guan took a deep breath and picked up his microphone. His voice was a little nervous but powerful, "I know it's a little bit...
Foul... But please allow me to say a few words before we officially start. Because I know that I may never have the opportunity to say these words on such a big stage again... Thank you."
Hong Guan bowed deeply in front of others.
The audience in the audience was still very quiet at this time...looking at the stage silently, looking at the screen, and looking at the three unattractive guys coming out of the backstage...Who are these?
No one knows who they really are...except one.
In addition to a sweaty, gasping young man who appeared near the entrance of the stage auditorium, a stunned young man... The same goes for Cheng who finally got the bass from the old man with the afro.
But he looked at Hong Guan on the stage in shock... and the other two people next to Hong Guan, "They... why are they all here?"
In the Again band, apart from him, apart from Hong Guan, apart from Xiao Meng who has disappeared, the other two...the other two guys have quit long ago!
"Cheng Yiyi!"
Hong Guan, who was bowing, suddenly raised his head and shouted loudly towards the microphone: "Cheng Yiran!! Do you hear it! Are you here! Are you looking at me! I am Hong Guan! He is the little demon!! He
It’s the old devil!! Are you watching!! We are here!!! We are all here!!!”
"I'm sorry!" Hong Guan took a deep breath and roared loudly in front of the surprised audience: "I'm sorry!! It was us who quit one after another!! We were breaking our previous promises one by one!!
Life! Livelihood! Pressure! We are so overwhelmed by reality that we can’t hold our heads up! We have to give up! In order to survive! I’m sorry!! We are all cowards! I’m sorry!!!”
"Honestly! I once hated you! There was a moment when I was extremely jealous of you! I never thought that not long after the day I couldn't hold on anymore and asked you to quit, not long after
, you have been appreciated! You have stepped onto a stage that we have never thought of before! I am so jealous! I really have to blame myself! I blame myself, why don’t you hold on for a few more days!”
"But when I was in the studio that day and watched you singing our "Again" on stage, I suddenly understood...I understand that we have never paid so much as you have!"
"Yi Ran! Cheng Yi Ran! Are you here! Are you looking at us? We are all here now!!" Hong Guan's eyes were filled with white spots and the silver of the spotlight, "I know you must be here! So,
I only want to say one thing! You bitch, get on this stage right away! Because..."
He took a deep breath, used up all the oxygen in his lungs, and roared: "Because we, only together, are the real "again" band!!! It is the "again" that Xiaomeng brought us!!"
"Cheng Yiran! Come out!!" Hong Guan glared in front of him, "Is it your turn to be a coward this time? Cheng Yiran!!"
The roar was like a subwoofer turned to maximum volume, vibrating around Cheng Yiran, accompanied by his heartbeat... powerfully.
A strength that he didn't know where he came from made him subconsciously take the first step...the second step!
One step walking, two steps walking, three steps... running!
He ran down the stairs, rushed past the camera in front of the stage, and climbed up from the bottom of the stage like a madman.
Panting, he stood at the edge of the stage and glared at Hong Guan. Cheng Yiran said angrily: "How dare you say that again! Who is a coward!!"
"Who are you!"
Hong Guan glared back without giving in!
"Your uncle!"
"You stupid ass!!"
Cheng Yiran raised his hand and raised the bass on his hand, "Take it back!!"
Hong Guan was stunned and said in surprise: "You... how did you find it back?"
Cheng Yiran smiled and said: "I picked it up on the road!"
Hong Guan laughed and suddenly reached for his collar and took out two necklaces. He tore one of them off hard and threw it towards Cheng Yiran.
When he caught the necklace, Cheng Yiran suddenly raised his head, "You...where did you find it?"
Hong Guan said softly: "Stupid donkey, I picked it up on the road too... Come on, Cheng Yiran. Without you, I, we can't do it."
He subconsciously walked towards Hong Guan... Hong Guan didn't know the magic power of that guitar, but he still bravely stood on this stage. Even if he might face ridicule or boos, he still dared!
But I am...scared!
My music is not like this!
The music I want, our rock and roll...isn't like this! I...unknowingly, I gave up on myself. I just thought that with that guitar and its magic power, I could forget about everything.
.
"I am really a stupid ass!"
…
"What are you doing? Forcibly sensationalizing? It was already arranged?"
"Is it for the show's effect? It's so fake..."
"Shhh!!!"
Facing the comments and scoldings from the audience below, the director of the program team had to ask for instructions quickly... Why is this happening? Feiyun Entertainment's newcomer this time?
As the leader of the show, he really didn't know that such an incident would happen... The same goes for this trip. Didn't he say that he was injured in a car crash and was temporarily unable to participate?
But what made the director even more depressed was... the quick response from the senior management. The director only heard that the senior management seemed a little depressed on the phone, and said helplessly... Agree!
Damn it!!
But the director really couldn't stand the order of this kind of physique, so he could only quickly arrange for the host to bear the pressure of the scene and announce that he agreed to Cheng Yiran's return to the stage... It was simply a farce!
The director has even seen on the camera lens that many audience members have stood up and left towards the exit of the auditorium... Maybe after this, there will be another endless abuse on the Internet, right?
This program has simply suffered the biggest black history! However, what makes the director even more aggrieved is that Hong Guan, who caused trouble, and Cheng Yiran, who also made trouble, said this on the stage... like
It’s not like it’s serious at all!
Are these two... actually some mysterious second generation? Is there a mysterious force behind them?
But no matter how depressed the director was, Cheng Yiran, Hong Guan, Xiaoyao and Laomo reunited on the stage. They talked and waited for the arrangement of the program team.
"Little Demon, Old Demon... Hong Guan, how did you find them?" Cheng Yiran couldn't help but ask with curiosity.
"Oh, I found Director Cheng." Hong Guan also looked surprised: "Actually, when I was asked to come on stage, I suddenly had this idea. So I mentioned it, but I didn't expect that Director Cheng actually found someone for me.
It’s coming…and it’s incredibly fast!”
The little demon with long hair and a popular face said, "Well... I just got off work, and a few guys in black clothes rushed me into the car, covered my head, and passed out... When I woke up...
After that, it’s here.”
The old devil was also frightened and said: "Me too! I just returned home from teaching drumming lessons and I was kidnapped here. If I hadn't seen Hong Guan here, my labor and management would have thought they were kidnapped... But that's not right, right?"
I can’t support myself, who will tie me up?”
Xiaoyao suddenly said: "But...I'm sorry. Cheng Yiran, Hong Guan, I was the first to quit. I didn't expect you would think of me here. I never dreamed that I would step on such a stage, although
…”
Xiaoyao glanced at the audience, shook his head and said, "Although it doesn't seem like he's very welcome to see you."
"Mother Xipi!" the old devil said: "It's hard to get here once, we can't lose! Do it! Just sing! After all, labor and management used to be known as the Little King of Drums in Houhai, who is afraid of whom!"
"It seems to be agreed." Hong Guan glanced at it, then looked at everyone and said: "Since we are here, let us make our voices heard! Even if it is only this time, we must let the world remember us!"
Hong Guan stretched out his hand, and Xiao Yao and Lao Mo also put their hands on Hong Guan's palm. The three of them looked at Cheng Yiran at the same time. Cheng Yiran looked at the three of them with a complicated expression, took a deep breath, and gently covered his palm.
At the top.
"What are we!"
"Again band!!"
"Say again, what are we!!"
“Again!!!!!!”
With smiles on their faces, they faced the unusually indifferent audience on the field and those figures who had begun to leave, but bravely raised their heads.
At this time, Hong Guan took off the hanging guitar and handed it to Cheng Yiran. Without saying a word, he said: "Come here!"
"Wait... I, I can just play the bass." Cheng Yiran hesitated subconsciously and shook his head. He couldn't play this guitar...
If this is the case, it would be better to fulfill Hong Guan at this time.
But Hong Guan didn't care. He put the guitar on Cheng Yiran hard and put the bass on himself, "Stupid donkey, I'm your bass player!"
Cheng Yiran silently strummed the guitar strings and nodded.
"Can your fingers... work?"
"If it's this song, no problem." Cheng Yiran said with certainty.
He looked at Hong Guan, Xiao Yao, and Lao Mo... and found that when the guitar sound just sounded, they were not obsessed with it. In other words, he still couldn't really use the guitar.
But... so what?
It doesn’t work… so what?
Cheng Yiran walked to the position of the lead singer, Hong Guan was beside him, Little Demon was behind him, and Old Demon was behind him... If it couldn't be used, so what?
The audience reviles, so what?
Someone leaves, so what?
I have been singing like this... I have been singing like this all the time! I have experienced being ignored, wandering on the streets, and living precarious days, and I have come through it all.
Cheng Yiran thought about the road he walked with the old man with the afro, and recalled the moment when he looked back and saw the gymnasium.
Xiao Meng, I'm sorry, forgive me for always deceiving myself. I thought my persistence was just because of you, to fulfill your dream... For it, I have persisted until now.
But after I fulfilled your dream and brought your songs to the world, I understood.
It's time for me to let you go.
It's time for me to...face my own rock.
Because I have always loved it...I love it, not for others!
Goodbye, little dream...my most beautiful dream.
And now, I have to once again... once again, rely on myself to pursue my rock and roll dream!
This time, for myself!
Even though...no one cares!
Regardless of whether this guitar is useful or not... I want to keep playing it, keep playing it, and keep playing it until my fingers break!
After closing his eyes and adjusting his emotions, Cheng Yiran held the microphone in his hand and whispered softly: "Forgive us for our willfulness and the farce just now. But... our voices will be heard again here. The next song,
It has accompanied us through many difficulties. I think many people will also be inspired by it. The band that wrote this song is also our favorite... and also our goal!"
The sound of the electronic piano slowly came to mind.
Cheng Yiran closed his eyes and sang softly.
Today I am watching the snow drifting by in the cold night
Floating far away with a cooled heart
In the wind and rain, chasing
Can't tell the traces in the fog
The sky is vast and the sea is vast, you and me, can it change (who is not changing)...
…
Looking back, people who leave suddenly look back.
Those impatient people suddenly became quiet.
They watched them on the screen silently, listening to the words.
Listen to the intersection of guitar, bass, electric piano, and jazz drums.
Stopped.
They all stopped.
In the night sky, Luo Qiu listened intently, as if this was not enough, so he gently covered his ears with his palms and whispered softly: "I heard this song, their song. I finally heard it, it's so beautiful, so beautiful."
