Chapter 286 [Rules]
I got wet on a rainy day. I was sick. No one cared about love. After the lingering, there will be a single person. My parents vowed to divorce in the end. This is Siqin Gaoli's sadness...
In the quiet stadium, Zhuang Xiaoyun's sad and beautiful voice sounded. Through the amplification equipment, it was clearly transmitted to the ears of every audience and judges, like a deadly poison, which made them addicted.
Under the stage, five judges sang with Zhuang Xiaoyun. They couldn't help closing their eyes, followed the rhythm of the music, gently shaking their heads, and immersed in the sad singing.
In the audience, both Zhuang Xiaoyun's fans and other contestants mechanically waved the fluorescent stick in their hands and quietly listened to Zhuang Xiaoyun's singing.
On the stage, the brightly lit night scene of the Bund flashed on the background screen. Zhuang Xiaoyun is like a wandering cat, wandering on the streets.
She still closed her eyes, as if immersed in some kind of memory, with infinite affection and the sadness of stinging the soul, gently telling her thoughts and her sadness with songs.
A sad song sounded in his ears, and his eyes showed Zhuang Xiaoyun, who was full of sadness on the stage. While Pei Donglai was moved by Zhuang Xiaoyun's singing, he was almost sure that Zhuang Xiaoyun must have experienced some special things, otherwise it was impossible to interpret this sad and realistic song to the fullest.
While vaguely confirming this point, Yu Guang from Pei Donglai suddenly found that Zhuang Bifan, who was sitting next to him, took off his glasses, with red eyes, looked at Zhuang Xiaoyun, who sang affectionately on the stage, and let tears slide across his face.
Huh?
When he was stunned to see Zhuang Bifan's tearful appearance, Pei Donglai's pupils suddenly dilated and he was shocked.
Pei Donglai and Zhuang Bifan have known each other for a long time. In his memory, Zhuang Bifan habitually loves to pretend. Forced, and knowing astronomy and geography, one exit is a classic, which is the joy of 108 and even the whole business administration major.
Now, Pei Donglai can clearly experience a kind of unforgettable sadness from Zhuang Bifan's eyes and expression.
That grief is exactly the same as that flowing out of Zhuang Xiaoyun on the stage.
This discovery made Pei Donglai frown at the moment, and secretly guessed in his heart what kind of unknown past Zhuang Bifan and Zhuang Biyun's sister and brother had, so they would be so sad.
Before Pei Dong could come up with a reason, the singing stopped for a while.
Pei Dong came to his senses and turned his eyes to the stage.
In his gaze, on the stage, Zhuang Xiaoyun opened his eyes, took off the microphone, stepped on the soft carpet barefoot, and turned to the depths of the stage.
Generally speaking, artists do not put their backs and buttocks at the audience on the stage.
Because this is disrespectful to the audience.
However--
At this moment, I saw Zhuang Xiaoyun turn around and walk to the depths of the stage. Neither the five famous stars nor the audience at the scene showed dissatisfaction.
They just quietly looked at the lonely and sad back on the stage.
As Zhuang Xiaoyun turned around, the background of the stage suddenly changed, and a brightly lit street appeared on the screen. There were no vehicles or pedestrians on the street, and it was empty.
Zhuang Xiaoyun walked barefoot towards the road ahead step by step, as if to find the end of the road.
One step, two steps, three steps...
She lowered her head, moved forward, and then moved forward.
Passed one street corner and another.
The road seems to never end.
Fang Xiaoyun's pace slowed down and finally stopped at an intersection.
She looked left and right, like a lost child, with a confused face.
"This is the sadness of Siqin Goryeo..."
Finally, she squatted weakly and sang the last sentence in a trembling voice.
The sound fell, the picture disappeared, and the scene was quiet.
Whether it was the judges under the stage or the audience in the audience, they only felt that their chests were blocked like a big mountain, which made them breathless.
They tried to open their mouths and roar, but... After they opened their mouths, no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't spit out a word.
They just watched the Zhuang Xiaoyun who moved themselves through the song and moved everyone in the audience. They looked at her lowering her head and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, stood up and turned to the front of the stage.
"Bang..."
In the quiet gymnasium, Pei Donglai took the lead in applauding.
"Bang..."
Pei Donglai applauded, and the other audience at the scene woke up like a dream. They did not shout Zhuang Xiaoyun's name as before, but applauded like Pei Donglai.
Applause hard!
Give applause to the girl on the stage who can shake her soul with a song.
For a while, the neat applause was like a rolling wave, one wave higher than the other, and it lasted for a long time.
After a full minute.
The applause gradually stopped.
Seeing that the applause stopped, the host secretly wiped his tears and walked to Zhuang Xiaoyun: "Let's invite five judges to comment for Zhuang Xiaoyun."
"A good singer is not how skillful her singing skills are, but whether her singing can touch people's hearts."
At the bottom of the stage, a female artist who was once known as the queen, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and said, "Congratulations, Zhuang Xiaoyun. Your singing can not only touch people's hearts, but also pierce the soul. I believe that in the near future, China. The national anthem will be proud of your existence!"
"Thank you."
Zhuang Xiaoyun bowed and thanked.
"I'm touched. From the first sentence she sang, my heart was full of inexplicable emotion. This touch lasted until the end of her singing. The second male judge said sincerely.
"Looking at the flashing picture in the background and listening to her song, I feel like I'm in an empty street. Her singing made me intoxicated and unable to extricate myself.
"Her singing makes me feel that she is a person with a story. I don't know what kind of experience she has, but I hope she can keep this feeling.
"Zhuang Xiaoyun, your appearance is the biggest gain of the program "Sing if you want". I don't care whether you can be the first in the singing world in the future, but in my opinion, you can definitely be the only one. Come on!"
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Five judges commented on Zhuang Xiaoyun's singing one after another. Some people shed tears, and some people's tears swirling in their eyes.
At this moment, they did not regard themselves as a big shot, but regarded themselves as an audience, telling Zhuang Xiaoyun the most real feeling in their hearts and every audience at the scene.
After each comment, Zhuang Xiaoyun will bow and thank him.
"Bang..."
After the last judge finished commenting, the audience couldn't help but send Zhuang Xiaoyun off the stage with the most sincere and warmest applause.
"It's so touching."
In the vip box, Fang Xuwei saw Zhuang Xiaoyun retreating from the stage and showed a disdainful smile at the corners of his mouth.
As a Red Star Entertainment Company, he has participated in too many draft activities and hidden rules for too many women.
Most of those women had a tragic past and tragic memories in the draft, but... in the end, for the sake of fame and fortune, in his ** gasp. Breath, moan. Chant.
Because he has too many such experiences, he doesn't believe that Zhuang Xiaoyun will be a person with a story at all. He just thinks that Zhuang Xiaoyun is pretending to be sad and playing emotional cards.
beside Fang Xuwei, Wu Xiaofeng, as the head of the program team of "Singing If You Want", was also moved by Zhuang Xiaoyun's singing.
At this time, when he heard Fang Xuwei's words, a burst of anger rose in his heart for no reason, the muscles in the corners of his eyes beat, and his fists were quietly clenched.
"Do you think that if she uses this sad and hoarse voice**, will it make people flutter?" Fang Xuwei did not notice Wu Xiaofeng's abnormality, but took a sip of red wine and asked with a smile.
Fang Xuwei's words sounded in his ear, and Wu Xiaofeng wanted to... He wanted to pick up the red wine bottle on the table and open the ladle for Fang Xuwei.
However--
When he is about to put the impulse into action.
His reason overcame his impulse.
He didn't do that, but loosened his fists in silence.
A few minutes later, as the last contestant finished singing, all the contestants, including Zhuang Xiaoyun, came on the stage, and the judges and representatives from major media scored the eight contestants.
Five minutes later.
The scores of the eight players appeared on the big screen. Zhuang Xiaoyun became the highest score of tonight's game with an absolute advantage and easily advanced to the top four.
In addition, because of Fang Xuwei's operation, her performance was a little abnormal tonight, and Wu Lingling, who was out of tune in singing, also successfully advanced to the top four.
This unexpected surprise made Wu Lingling as if an ordinary person had won a five million prize, and she was very excited.
"Look, how excited Wu Lingling is?"
Seeing this scene, Fang Xuwei showed an inexplicable speed all over his body. She smiled and said, "She must have thought that she had popularized the top four through her own efforts - what a poor child."
Wu Xiaofeng, who calmed down, did not show anger again.
Not at all!
He just looked at the players on the stage with a powerless and sad look, watching them laugh, shed tears and hug each other.
"Okay, you can talk to them."
Seeing that Wu Xiaofeng didn't say anything, Fang Xuwei stretched out his tongue, licked the mouth of the goblet abnormally, and said with a ** smile, "If I can, I don't mind flying with them at night."
"Middle. The national music world was ruined by this kind of scum!"
Wu Xiaofeng roared in his heart, but he did not dare to say anything. Instead, he let human's unique selfishness devoured his impulse, devoured his kindness, and cold his hot blood.
Finally.
He was cold all over and turned around weakly, like a walking corpse, walking heavily to the door of the room.
What right do I have to abuse Fang Xuwei?
Walking to the door, Wu Xiaofeng laughed at himself. Although he was full of blood, he was unable to change all this. On the contrary, he had to become a cold-blooded virchman to assist Fang Xuwei to kill Zhuang Xiaoyun's future and pull Zhuang Xiaoyun into the abyss!
Someone can only follow the rules of the game.
Someone can master the rules of the game.
Someone can make the rules of the game.
Wu Xiaofeng is the first kind of person.
Fang Xuwei is the second kind of person.
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