One, two, three.

There are folk songs, there are pop music, there are light music, and even rock 'n' roll.

It wasn't until the twentieth that Xin Yi heard a pop song close to a folk song.

Therefore, Xin Yi paid special attention to this player, but found that this player's score was not even as high as that of rock and roll.

Xin Yi couldn't help but be deeply suspicious.

For example, the aesthetics of this world.

What is a ballad I don't know?

How backward does this have to be?

It's just that what Xin Yi doesn't know is that although there is not much difference between the development of entertainment and the development speed of his world in this world, there is always a deviation at key nodes, which has led to the current situation.

Some aspects of the world are particularly developed, but others are still in their infancy.

Including ballads.

This concept was proposed by an independent musician three years ago, referring to folk pop and ethnic songs.

But to be honest, this definition is too general.

There aren't as many independent musicians in this world as there are in his world.

The main vitality of the entertainment industry still comes from those big brokerage companies, for them, a set of songs produced by their own assembly line can also make considerable profits, why spend effort to study this sub-category?

This is the real reason why this world folk song failed to take off.

It's just that Xin Yi doesn't know.

At the moment, he has only one thought in his head, and that is to hurry to me and let Dad teach you what real folk songs are.

Xin Yi was carrying a guitar that he had just borrowed from the staff, and he looked a little better.

Xin Yi was full of confidence, but unexpectedly, his appearance had been scolded by the audience.

The reason is also very simple, when the contestants in front of them performed, Xin Yi's taste-like expressions were broadcast live throughout the whole process.

In other words, Xin Yizhi was invisibly pitted by the director unconsciously, and offended dozens of singers by the way.

Among them, there are many singers who are already famous.

Even the fans who offended these singers.

"Dare to say that our Oba's singing is ugly, make him. ”

"We idols sing, he actually has that expression?"

"What kind of stuff, I don't look at what I'm wearing, I'm embarrassed to come out as if I'm asking for food. ”

"Brothers, when he plays, we collectively boo him and give him a low score when we score. ”

That's where the fan base comes in.

In this world, most competitions like this are based on the opinions of the audience and the judges.

That is, both sides score and the final score is calculated and calculated.

Of course, that's another story.

In short, when it was Xin Yi's turn to take the stage, the audience suddenly booed.

Xin Yi hadn't figured out what was going on yet.

Why did the audience boo?

Naturally, this scene was also broadcast live.

Tan Yuyan, who was lying on the hospital bed, also saw this scene.

At this moment, she has completed the matching and started the early chemotherapy treatment.

Wearing a hat, his skin looked very pale, and he leaned weakly on the pillow to watch the game.

"Xin Yi, will he. ”

I couldn't help but ask.

The classmates next to him who temporarily accompanied Tan Yuyan because Tan's mother went back to visit Tan's father couldn't help but laugh when they heard this.

"Why are you so worried about what people are doing, doesn't it mean that it's not your boyfriend?"

"He's my benefactor, after all. Tan Yuyan didn't know why she said such a sentence.

"Okay, okay, the little girl has nothing to repay, but to make a promise. ”

laughed at Tan Yuyan.

found that Tan Yuyan didn't answer, her eyes were glued to the TV screen.

At the same time, the boss of the dormitory also opened the live broadcast page, and the students from the surrounding dormitories gathered here.

are also worried about Xin Yi.

Xin Yi slowly appeared in such a tense atmosphere and the boos of the audience.

The lights gradually dimmed.

The boos from the audience also gradually waned.

Booing once is to be angry with the idol, but if you keep booing, you have no quality.

CCTV won't let that happen.

The lights gradually come on.

Xin Yi sat in the middle of the stage, holding a guitar.

Everyone looked at this big boy in a T-shirt and jeans.

It doesn't look so much like a singer, but more like a college student.

Xin Yi sat on the barstool and glanced around.

Then he silently bowed his head.

"What's wrong?" the audience was stunned.

Is it being booed stupidly?

But in the next second, Xin Yi quickly plucked the strings.

It turns out that it has already begun.

"Mom. ”

Xin Yi suddenly shouted.

The audience was stunned again.

"Dear Mother. ”

It turned out that the singing had already begun.

"It's kind of interesting. ”

Unlike before, when Jay Chou always commented first, this time the vocal music teacher, who has never had a sense of existence, spoke for the first time, and the camera quickly switched to him.

"I felt a little different. ”

The vocal teacher smiled and didn't say much.

The camera returns to Xin Yi again.

"Mother, dear mother"

Xin Yi did not choose a conventional ballad this time, but chose such a song.

This song is a song written by folk singer Zhao Lei to commemorate his mother, and he sang and cried the judges on stage for the first time, and was unanimously recognized by the judges at that time.

Xin Yi didn't choose this song because he wanted to sing and cry judges or anything, he just suddenly felt homesick.

Suddenly, the world changed, and the people around were the same people, but they were not the same people.

Is the family still the same family?

He didn't know, and he didn't dare to go home, for fear that he would face an unrecognizable home.

can only be used in this way to express some thoughts about my mother.

"I want to give you some of my power. ”

"I want to give you a relaxed heart. ”

If there was some commotion in the audience at the beginning, now the audience is almost silent.

The whole audience was thinking about a question.

What kind of song is this, exactly.

Of all the people present, one counts as one, except for Xin Yi, no one has ever heard such a song.

But everyone clearly knows that this is a ballad.

If this is not a ballad, then what is?

The audience was silent.

Tan Yuyan in front of the TV suddenly cried.

"I suddenly wanted to give some of my strength to my mother, but now I can only lie here. ”

Friends can only hug her and watch this show with her.

It's just that my friend's eyes don't know why, and they are also a little red.

dormitory

Everyone looked at the screen in a daze.

"Damn. ”

"Xin Yi is awesome. ”

A crowd watched the audience go from boos to silence and watched as everyone listened to the song quietly in the video.

"How do I feel that this is the real ballad?"