Changshui City, Xiangnan high tech Development Zone, on the top floor of orange media building, in the dark president's office.
With a glass of red wine in his hand, Zhang Changgong looks at the bright and colorful neon of the commercial street in the distance, and his face is always gloomy.
Ding Ling Ling!
At this time, the mobile phone rings.
He took out his cell phone from his pocket and took a look. Zhang Changgong answered the phone: "hello?"
"Zhang Dong, the recording of the new sound has begun." Dong Li's voice came from the handset. "Last time Li Tong failed, it increased Liu Zixia's popularity. This time..."
"All right." Zhang Changgong interrupted him directly, "among the 51 music critics in the jury, 25 of them have received the benefit of orange light. If this can make him pass, then God is really helping him."
Dong Li was silent for a while and said, "what about Pengchu?"
"Rest assured, no matter who you meet today, Pengchu will not be eliminated." Zhang Changgong dropped such a sentence and hung up directly.
After a sip of red wine, Zhang Changgong dials a number: "director Zhang, you can start."
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Jiangsu Zhejiang satellite TV, No.1 studio hall.
"Please come back to the tutor seat!" Joe made a gesture to them.
"Come on
Liu Yue and Chen Yijie finally raised their fists and returned to their seats.
"Bridge of glory, please rise!" Qiao Shao looked at the big screens on both sides, "tutor vs. Chen Yijie is the first one to fight!"
Qiao Shao went to the edge of the stage and said in a loud voice, "let's welcome Liu Zixia, the student, to sing the song" old boy! "
"Liu Zixia, Liu Zixia!"
The whole No.1 studio was crazy, and almost all the audience were cheering.
Standing on the edge of the stage in the dark, Xie Shaotang has a bitter smile on his face: this popularity is really that people have to die and goods have to be thrown!
Pop!
The stage lights dimmed, leaving only a dim beam of light shining on Liu Zixia.
jingle!
The light and pleasant sound of wooden guitar, simple melody and simple voice make the noisy No.1 studio hall quiet.
Liu Zixia's singing begins!
"Pure guitar Prelude?" Liu Yue in the teacher's seat immediately sat up straight.
"Original again? Is it a guitar solo? " Wu Ying looks at Chen Yijie and finds that he is also listening. It should be that she has never heard this song.
This guitar prelude is very long, nearly 20 seconds.
When the audience and judges at the scene, calm down and immerse themselves in it, a burst of clear and full voice with vicissitudes of life rises up!
"That's the person I miss so much day and night
How should I express it
Will she accept me
Maybe I'll never say that to her
I'm destined to roam the world
How can you be concerned about... "
When the first sentence of Liu Zixia came out, the audience, judges and four tutors all stared straight and were attracted by Liu Zixia's singing!
This song... Is too unscientific, before Liu Zixia every song, although the music style is different, but belongs to his style is still in.
The voice of singing this song is so delicate!
In the full years of vicissitudes, but also full of warmth and sadness, if you really want to give it a positioning, it is youth, nostalgia!
"Dreams are always out of reach
Should we give up
It's rainy season when flowers bloom and fall
Spring, where are you... "
All the audience were immersed in the lyrics. They closed their eyes and listened. A girl appeared in their mind, a girl who was hidden in their heart and never touched.
At that time, he was young and ignorant, she was pure and lovely, they went to school together, played together, talked freely... But she didn't know his love for her, let alone the tangle and depression that he was afraid of being rejected by her and didn't dare to express his feelings
They understand that everything in the past has passed. He was timid and self abased. He had a vast future in the distance and could not find a firm foothold. Even if he succeeded in his confession, what would happen? Isn't it impossible to give her the life she wants?
"Youth is like a running river
It's too late to say goodbye
leaving me behind
Numb cold spent
a beautiful flower
Wither in the most beautiful moment
Who will remember the world when it came... "
The penetrating electric guitar, when Liu Zixia was singing high, suddenly came in.
That piercing, heart twitching turn, so that all the people in the No. 1 studio hall had goose bumps.
The "she" that came to their mind was shattered by the sound.
They understand that day by day, the ideal of their youth has become less and less able to achieve.
The whole body boiling blood of youth, also with the passage of time gradually.
Now calm down, only to find that the former "she" is like a flash in the pan in the depths of my heart, which has already been forgotten unconsciously.
Should we start looking for our own life?
"In the twinkling of an eye, many years have passed
How many joys and sorrows of separation
Once ambitious youth
Admire the geese flying south
The figure of their own future
Go away in a hurry
Where is the future
Ah, who gave me the answer... "
No.1 studio hall is as silent as snow. No one speaks, no quarrels, no cheers... They are just closing their eyes and listening. In their mind, they flash the dream of their youth, the fantasy of their future.
Time flies, young friends, each looking for their own way of life.
I envy my friends who were very successful before. Everything in front of me feels so different. What about myself? What should we do?
"The people who accompanied me at that time
Where are you now
People I used to love
What is it like now... "
In the No.1 studio hall, there are women with low tears. The audience cried, because they suddenly remembered that in their teenage years, there was always a boy following her, pulling her ponytail, poking her with his fingers, and drawing a non invading Chu River Han border on the desk
Is the boy who followed him in those years the one in this song?
Yes, I want to tell him that I'm fine, please rest assured!
"Has the original wish come true
Do we have to hold a memorial ceremony now
Let the years dry the ideal
You can't find me again
Looking up at the stars
The one that accompanied me at that time
Do you remember the story here... "
This time, not only is full of emotional female. Sex. Audience, No. 1 studio hall, all the people with life experience, can't help but shed tears.
No matter who comes out of the ivory tower or who has been living in the "social university", who didn't dream or dream when he was young?
But after stepping into the society, the reality of bone feeling smashed their rich and full fantasy.
The audience here comes from all walks of life, maybe workers, maybe vendors, maybe service personnel, maybe company staff
Did they want to do this job in the first place? Don't they have dreams? Have they forgotten the dreams hidden in their hearts and the people they once loved?
Think about it now, have their wishes come true at that time?
They feel that they are no longer as passionate as they used to be. Has the baptism of time washed away all the memories of the past? Does the "she" in the past still remember the person "I"?
Everyone is weeping, moved by the sentimental but warm song.
"Life is like a ruthless knife
Has changed our shape
has changed our shape
I had a dream... "
The singing continues. Liu Zixia is completely drunk, drunk in the singing, in the emotion, and in the buried memory
In his previous life, he had gone through such a hard road, such as dropping out of school, stealing teachers to learn arts, selling songs on the street, staying in a bar... Step by step, alone, he never gave up his dream. Despite the hard process and being ridiculed by others, he finally succeeded!
In this life, the deficiency of family love in previous lives has been made up for by Yueyue and Li Mengyi. He is more fortunate than most people. He has people he loves and people who love him. He is bravely expressing that he wants to pursue his dream, protect the people he loves and protect the people who love him before time passes by!
"Youth is like a running river
It's too late to say goodbye
……
Let the years dry the ideal
You can't find me again
……
If there is tomorrow
Bless you, my dear
At the end of the song, Liu Zixia's face is full of tears, and the silent crying is always more touching than the heartbreaking crying.
The studio hall of Jiangsu Zhejiang satellite TV No.1 is very quiet. Everyone is still immersed in the singing and can't extricate themselves. Almost everyone's face has tears and dried up tears.
After wiping away her tears, Liu Zixia looked at the silent No.1 studio hall, thought about it, and said to the microphone:
"Dreams, like classics, never fade with time, but become more precious!"
Pop!
make love!
When Liu Zixia said this, the audience, judges, tutors and even staff in the No. 1 studio hall finally recovered.
Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Then, a flood of applause rang out in every corner of the auditorium.
The 500 audience and 51 judges of the jury all stood up and gave their sincere appreciation to the singer Liu Zixia who shocked them!
"Thank you Liu Zixia bowed down to thank all the listeners present.
The audience cheered
"Perfect!"
"It's so nice. I love this song!"
"Zixia is a real jerk. Ah, listening to his song again, I've spent all my make-up crying!"
"My friends, do you remember me?"
"How many years, I don't know if she's good? I'm sorry I didn't hold on to her
The audience is emotional, they like Liu Zixia, like his songs, like his singing, like everything about him!