The three canteens have been a little less crowded recently.

Some colleges and universities have already started their holidays, and some have not yet finished their exams.

But it's still overcrowded.

When the police uncle saw the big car and small car at the door, and the large and small cameras, he stopped them.

After listening to their intentions and checking their identities, he pouted: "I'm here to rub the heat of Xiaobai again." ”

Since Director Shi opened the precedent of "forcibly going on the show", these people can be said to be crazy about their popularity.

The location of the "Three Canteens" has risen with the tide, and there are already advertisers who want to negotiate advertising business.

However, this is not under his jurisdiction, as long as these people do not make trouble and do not endanger Gu Xiaobai's safety, he will not care.

Over there, Sister Shan came over with Mr. Tony, who was a flock of cows.

What are you doing? Come and shoot us Xiaobai, have you ever worshiped the mountain? Do you understand the rules? Do you believe that we will sue you to death?

After Sister Shan's attack, there is also the canteen manager Hu Chunjun's level, how to arrange shooting, camera position, occupied area, etc., must be approved by Hu Chunjun.

All the people who come to the three canteens to shoot have to pass these three levels.

Deng Pin and Zhu Yun did not come forward, and they didn't come in until the staff dealt with it.

There were dozens of people in the group, occupying an area in front.

The other students who came to eat were already a little surprised, calmly facing the camera and calmly eating.

Gu Xiaobai's fans are taking pictures of this side with their mobile phones, communicating on the Internet, and what programs are there to rub Xiaobai's popularity.

Deng Pin, Zhu Yun and other mentors, as well as the contestant, sat together in the specially cleared studio area in front of them, waiting quietly.

With a "bang", the curtain was lifted, and Gu Xiaobai walked in from outside the door.

The nearby cameras were immediately attracted by Gu Xiaobai.

Filming Gu Xiaobai from various angles.

"Wow......" A female tutor covered her mouth, "Oh my God......"

Xiaobai looks so handsome! so handsome, so handsome, so handsome!

From the various videos, I don't feel like my whole body is glowing at all!

Why is it so handsome!

Zhu Yun glared at her in disgust, shame!

When my sister first saw Xiaobai, she didn't have such a gaffe!

Gu Xiaobai wore a fisherman's hat today, frowning slightly, as if he was not in a good mood.

He carried the piano on his back, the stand in one hand, and the flute bag in the other.

Gu Xiaobai came on stage, set up the piano, and stood there, not paying much attention to the camera next to him.

He looked at the crowd in the audience, glanced at it, and said, "Hello everyone, I'm still singing "Wandering" today. ”

"Alas......"

"Whoa!"

Someone in the audience sighed.

There were also cheers.

Gu Xiaobai has been singing the wanderings for several days.

I have to say that the singing is getting better and better, but I will always get tired of listening to it.

However, there are always people who have never heard the scene, and there are still people who will not get tired of listening to it.

Gu Xiaobai didn't think about it that much.

He lowered his head, his fingers darting on the keys, and the prelude began.

In his heart, there are all kinds of emotions that he wants to vent out of.

After three days in the dream, he still didn't find the little moth after all.

When he woke up in the morning, he lay on the bed, covered his face, shrunk up, and cried silently for several minutes.

But he didn't dare to let his classmates find out.

In this world, there is no one who can share everything about the little moth with him.

It was his own secret.

Little moth, where the hell have you been?

After the prelude to the two bars, Gu Xiaobai raised his head:

"My mom and dad

Tell me to wander

Tears shed as he walked......

Wandering to where

Wandering to the East Side

Can't find my sweetheart......

My heart is sad

Can't find my lover——......"

Gu Xiaobai's voice is very stable, with a deep alto, without too many show-offs.

But the moment he spoke, the abundance of emotion came surgingly.

At this moment, Gu Xiaobai's understanding of this song has surpassed skills and reached perfection.

Gu Xiaobai looked ahead, and in front of his eyes, it seemed that a scene appeared in that spring and autumn year.

The hesitation of being in an unfamiliar environment, the uncertainty of not knowing one's own safety, the anxiety and worry of not being able to find the person you are looking for, and not knowing whether the other party is okay, all turned into songs and gushed out.

Especially when singing "I can't find my lover", the last last note, the timbre instantly mutes, and the emotions in that voice are like a tsunami, drowning everything.

In the audience, a group of mentors and judges, like fish out of water, opened their mouths wide and were stupid.

It turns out that you don't need to sing and cry yourself, you don't need to bring a crying tone, you don't need too much fluttering and ornamentation, and you don't need too much show-off and sensationalism.

You can sing a song like this!

It turns out that this is Gu Xiaobai's real strength!

At this moment, they finally understood why Deng Pin was dissatisfied with the singer and didn't like his imitation.

This feeling is like when a fashionista goes out on the street, because of the heavy rain, he is worried that his clothes will get wet and go out, and he has to get a plastic bag to put on his body.

But it is considered that wearing a plastic bag on the body is as ridiculous as fashion.

"I'm saying goodbye to my home at the bottom of the mountain......"

Gu Xiaobai sang to the second paragraph, and at this time, he thought of himself in the Spring and Autumn Period, the "son Xiaobai", who fled and left home because of the cruelty of his family, which was already miserable.

But the little moth is probably even worse, because Gongzi Xiaobai has countless people to protect him, he has a car and a bed, what does the little moth have?

There is not even a shelter from the wind and rain!

Who can protect her, who can take care of her, who can give her a home?

While thinking about it and singing at the same time, several times, Gu Xiaobai was almost out of control.

However, he pulled it back anyway.

Offstage, the judges and fans, and even the passers-by and classmates who didn't have much feeling for Gu Xiaobai all looked at the stage worriedly.

All of them are about to die.

Is Xiaobai about to cry?

I'm about to cry.

Hold back......

Don't cry, don't cry.

Don't cry......

No, let's cry, don't bear it......

If you have anything sad, just cry and no one will laugh at you.

But Gu Xiaobai didn't cry.

When it came to a certain paragraph, he was almost gritting his teeth and enduring.

In this world, the most moving thing is not catharsis.

It's restraint.

Restrain your emotions, don't let yourself get out of control, don't let yourself despair, don't let yourself collapse.

No matter how worried and fearful you are, you must keep hope, don't let yourself think about the most terrible consequences, and believe that tomorrow will be better, no matter how difficult you are.

"Ah......h

"Ahh

"Ah——!!" three times the key was raised, as if Gu Xiaobai was shouting loudly:

Little moths!

Little moths!

Where are you, little moth!

"How can I see through the lies in the mask, don't let my sincerity scatter like a ...... of sand"

How the hell can I find you!

This kind of feeling, like a thousand boulders hanging, the heart of the listener, tense, taut, taut......

When this emotion was about to reach the extreme, Gu Xiaobai closed his eyes, and a tear rolled down from the corner of his eye.

He pulled out a flute, put it to his lips, and the sound of the flute exploded like a cry.

The entire cafeteria, as if the static button had been pressed, the classmates who were cooking, the chef who served the rice, and the photographer who took the shots all lost their minds in an instant.

That tear slid down Gu Xiaobai's cheek, slid past his lips, and then was blown onto the flute by the mouth and into the blowing hole.

The flute was slightly hoarse, and then the tear was shattered by the standing waves that vibrated wildly in the flute.

In this world, everyone is so small.

Before that vast time, it was like a tear.

It was crushed in an instant.

There is no trace of it.

Whether it is the son Xiaobai who will eventually dominate.

Or a little moth that wanders the world like a moth.

Time is unpredictable, and I only hope that in my lifetime, I can protect you.

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