People are curious, which makes the crowd of onlookers gather more and more, and soon the entire commercial plaza is surrounded by a long queue.

Xu Xian finished writing the panel and let go of the figure.

People craned their toes and looked at it, only then could they see the words on the panel.

"100 yuan a song!"

Many people were amazed.

For many people on the scene, this price seems to be a bit outrageous.

But seeing Xu Xian's handsome face, he felt that this price was taken for granted.

"Hello everyone, I am Xu Xian, who has been practicing for almost a year, and I am an official contestant of the "First Generation" program, I like to sing, dance, rap, and basketball!

Hearing Xu Xian's introduction, the crowd erupted in warm applause.

Xu Xian held the microphone in his hand, smiled, and then patted the guitar case on his body: "The first time I meet you, I'll sing a song for everyone first!"

"This song is called "Grandma Says". ”

Xu Xian looked at the little girl with timid eyes in the corner, and the old woman who was bent on her waist, and suddenly pointed to the little girl: "This song is for this little girl." ”

Everyone's eyes looked over, and suddenly the mother-in-law and grandson showed panicked faces.

The little girl was so frightened that she threw herself into the old woman's arms.

The old woman hugged her granddaughter, her face was a little pale, and she said in Mandarin with a slight local accent: "Little brother, I didn't order a song!"

She clearly knew from what was going on.

Xu Xian smiled: "Mother-in-law, this song, which does not charge money, is given to your lovely little granddaughter." ”

The mother-in-law barely smiled, patted the little girl on the shoulder, and said a few words in Hokkien.

The little girl raised her head nervously and said happily in Mandarin: "Thank you, big brother." ”

Looking at the little girl's innocent and splendid eyes, as well as the old woman's somewhat trembling figure, Xu Xian's chest gradually began to rise and fall.

His mind suddenly came to mind of his grandmother lying on the hospital bed......

The tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop, and the child wants to raise but does not wait.

Hopefully time passes slowly, because some people really can't wait.

Xu Xian lowered his head, and in the attention of the audience, his hands moved slightly, and gently plucked the strings.

When the guitar strings sound.

At this moment, he had already made a decision in his heart.

When you have a firm foothold in the mountains and seas, you will immediately bring your grandmother back from Cannes!

"Don't be naughty

Sit down and listen to Grandma

The weather is cooler this season, and there is a lot of rain on the ground

Don't panic

Come and listen to Grandma

After a good night's sleep and thunder, you can watch the clouds......"

Almost as soon as the first lyrics were heard, there was no noise in the scene.

Many people were infected by the singing, and their hearts suddenly swelled with a tremor.

Just like a girl with a bow around her neck squatting on the ground in the front row, she was originally sitting happily, admiring Xu Xian's appearance while chatting and farting with her friends in the fan base, but listening to the singing at this time, her eyes suddenly became dull.

She didn't know what was going on and suddenly buried her face in the crook of her arm.

Tears flowed down my face.

Nan Nan ......

It's my name.

For a moment, the bow girl burst into tears.

Scenes from her childhood came to her mind.

That year, in the sound of cicadas, Grandma held a big fan to repel mosquitoes while lying on the bed.

That year, Grandma hummed a lullaby.

The sour plum soup made by my grandmother that night.

That gentle voice......

It seems to be back again.

Grandma, I really hope you can see me grow up and be sensible......

Won't let you worry anymore.

It won't be as naughty as it was when I was a kid......

The bow girl raised her head, bit her lower lip, and stared at Xu Xian tightly, her eyes full of strangeness.

"Sister Braised Egg, are you crying?" asked the friend next to him cautiously.

The bow girl wiped the tears on her face and said viciously, "You fart!

Jiyou stuck out his tongue, listened to Xu Xian's singing, wiped the corners of his eyes, and said with emotion: "The boss is really a natural singer, this song really makes me feel like I was shot, and it reminds me of my grandmother who has passed away, and my heart hurts." ”

The bow girl nodded sympathetically.

"Don't be afraid

Don't cry

Hurry up and go to sleep

You listen to a song quietly

Crickets are lighter

Rest quietly

The moon is full

You're obedient and hug Grandma-"

Xu Xian's voice was shallow and low, as if he was telling a story, and it seemed to be hypnosis.

But it is such a song, at this moment, it is like a clear spring, spreading in the air, through the ears, reaching people's hearts, making everyone's hearts tremble.

At this moment, an indescribable emotion slowly lingered around people......

The scene was extremely quiet.

In addition to the singing, it seems that only the noise of the city in the distance can be faintly heard, and it is lonely.

"The wind chimes are ringing, and the birds are singing softly, and who's in the distance

Kissed the rainbow and startled the clouds

I'm a returnee

Oh, you're going to be tired from walking a long way for the president's meeting

Just remember how to say 'grandma' in Hepo's words......"

......

"This song ......"

Xu Changen looked at Xu Xian, his eyes were complicated, and there was a throbbing in his heart.

She remembered her dreams.

A long, long time ago, she dreamed of becoming a white cloud, so that she could see the whole land, and later, she wished to become a breeze that swept every corner, and later, she thought that it would be okay to become a mountain stream, or at least to hear the outline of the mountain.

But now, she has a new dream.

She wanted to become a cat, and meekly hid in Xu Xian's arms—

Listen to him talk about how he was a child......

"Life is always full of too many regrets, too many people who haven't seen enough, and too many nagging that I haven't heard enough. ”

Bao Dehai lit a cigarette, and in the crowd, he quietly listened to Xu Xian's singing, and his heart swelled with uncontrollable appreciation: "This Xu Xian's singing skills are actually quite ordinary, and I know it when I hear it, and I haven't been systematically trained." I believe that after the training of "The First Generation", there will be some changes, but in fact, I personally think that it may be precisely because he has not been trained that his singing voice has a sense of simplicity, and when this simplicity has emotion, it is very attractive. ”

Bao Dehai puffed on the smoke: "This is a singing voice that has experienced too many things and slowly precipitated, like a pot of old wine, with a charming mellow aroma, I can't get tired of drinking it, it's hard to believe that he is only nineteen years old." ”

"Baozi, I'm really convinced!"

Beside Bao Dehai, a middle-aged man in a white shirt, like everyone else, was holding a mobile phone and shooting excitedly.

He is the editor-in-chief of the famous media "Netfox Weekly", his name is Yan Jialiang, and Bao Dehai is a college classmate.

The two are also in constant contact on weekdays, and they were just temporarily called to their side by Bao Dehai, and originally thought that the old classmates were making a big fuss, but when they just came to the scene at this time, when they heard Xu Xian sing the first paragraph of "Grandma Said", he couldn't help but take out his mobile phone and shoot it himself.

"In my opinion, this Xu Xian's appearance is not the biggest selling point, his biggest selling point is his singing. ”

"Is he the original?"

"Isn't it? one of his Daoist friends? I'm gone, and there is still someone who is a Daoist aunt this year?"

"This Daogu friend is really good at writing songs, "Dispel Sorrow", "Grandma Said" are all classics, look at that panel, there are still six songs, hiss, this Xu Xian, with the help of this songwriter, it may be too popular!"

After Yan Jialiang learned some information about Xu Xian, he felt more and more that Xu Xian was not simple.

He has already decided to work overtime tonight to write a column for Xu Xian, because in a few days, "The First Generation" will be broadcast.

This is no joke.

"The First Generation" has the top star-making resources in China, which can be said to be a typical example of the first fire before it is broadcast, and now public opinion has long been looking forward to it, after the first episode of the program is launched, it is not impossible to become popular in the whole country and even the entire Southeast Asian region.

Now, seeing that this player named Xu Xian is so good, Yan Jialiang seems to be burning with fire in his heart.

Now dig deep into the story of Xu Xian, in the future, it will be a huge selling point!

It's a professional sense of smell!

"Oh, you're going to be confused

Slow down and don't forget

Slowly you will understand what is missing

The path of life is a choice between gain and loss

When you get lost, think about what Grandma said back then......"

In the corner of the square, Xu Xian sang softly and plucked the strings, at this time, his eyes drooped, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Only Xu Xian himself knew that when he sang this song, a strange and familiar picture involuntarily appeared in his mind.

Three days ago.

He knelt beside the bed and taught his grandmother to write over and over again.

"Grandma, you see, these five words are called 'I miss you', and these four words are called 'I'm sick'......"

The young man looked at his grandmother's dazed appearance, and was a little anxious: "Grandma, I'm going to work outside, I'm going to the mountains and seas, I'm going to be a star, if you want me, write to me, I'll be back as soon as I see the letter." ”

"Baby, I'm ...... I can't read!"

Grandma had a sad face: "Don't go, okay, grandma will miss you when you leave." ”

"Grandma......"

The young man cried anxiously and said, "You try to write it first, but it really can't be written, if you are sick, send me a blank piece of paper, I know it's you, and I will come to see you immediately." ”

On that day, despite the dissuasion of his family, the boy left home with his bags on his back and got on the train to Shanhai City alone.

"Look back

After the rain

There are a lot of clouds

Come on, Grandma will help you pick one secretly

Wait until you're old

Grandma is gone

You have to remember

Teach this country voice what the baby says

Teach you this folk sound."

Xu Xian sang and sang, and the picture in his mind suddenly collapsed.

When he came back to his senses, he found that his eyes were already moist and almost crying.

He tilted his head, trying not to let the tears flow.

"Look back

After the rain

Less apathy

Come on, Grandma is waiting for you, still in that village......"

The moment the guitar strings disappeared, the entire commercial plaza fell silent for a few seconds, and then burst into loud applause.

The spotlight kept flickering.

I don't know when, the scene has already gathered a film of reporters.

People clapped vigorously, staring at Xu Xian with bright eyes.

There were not many words here, everyone was applauding, and at this moment, applause is the best hymn.

At the same time, the old woman with the snakeskin bag wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand, and quietly left the crowd with her ignorant little granddaughter in her arms.

"Grandma, this big brother's song is so good! Grandma, why are you crying? Grandma, ......are you okay if you don't cry?"