It's incredible, it's incredible.

The viewers who watched the webcast were almost stunned.

They have seen a lot of music competitions, but they have never seen this kind of competition in which all the contestants help their opponents canvass for votes!

Is this a band, is this rock?

Some viewers who don't know much about rock and roll have become curious about rock and roll, and are eager to learn more about the stories of this group of people.

There was an uproar on the Internet, and the official tweet of "Summer of the Band" was about to be blown up.

"Magical Race, Magical Summer, #乐队的夏日#, @哪吒, @崔伟, Rock and Roll Don't Die!"

"It's a pity that I can't go to the scene, and looking at the people at the scene is much better than the 'audience' who can only cry in some shows. ”

"This show is so frustrating, I don't dare to write the script like this!"

"Is there a record for the second season, we XX Auto want to name the next season. ”

"The rotation rights are not sold, we XX Network want to introduce this program. ”

Looking at the private message messages on the tweet, the people in the program team were overjoyed, their show was a complete success, and even the title sponsor for the next season was available, how could this not make them happy.

However, the only thing they can do now is to be happy, because the decisions of these things are decided by the director Wang Xiaohu.

At this moment, Wang Xiaohu had already put down his pick and went to the stage to "spread wild".

Seeing Wang Xiaohu and Zhou Min on stage together, the people in the audience were stunned.

"What did Lao Wang do when he came to power?"

"yes, what did he do when he came up!"

Li Chaoyang's heart suddenly suddenly, he furrowed his brows, looked at the people around him, and asked, "Could it be that we didn't say hello in advance and made the program team unhappy, and they want to terminate the game?"

They originally wanted to push Zhou Min, but if it was self-defeating, it would be a bad thing to do with good intentions.

Nezha's lead singer also frowned, took a breath and said, "It's not like it, stabilize it first, see what Lao Wang wants to do, if something really happens, we'll go up again." ”

Wang Xiaohu has been engaged in production since graduation, and although everyone knows that he understands music, they have never seen him on stage, let alone know that he can play an instrument.

Therefore, as soon as Wang Xiaohu appeared on the stage, everyone thought crookedly.

In the eyes of everyone with doubts and surprises, Wang Xiaohu raised the flute and played the first note.

The spectator seat exploded immediately!

"Damn! Lao Wang is on stage to perform!"

"This flute cow X!"

"Don't speak, I haven't heard this flute, it seems to be another original song!"

The melodious melody sounded, and Zhou Min turned sideways on the stage, pointing his palm at Uncle Shi: "Dizi, Wang Xiaohu!"

"Pipa, Zhao Xiaohui!"

"Erhu, what a day!"

"A song "Farewell" is given to Liu Qian, to Nezha, White Swan, and Black Dog...... To "Summer in the Band" to everyone who can hear the song. ”

"Outside the long pavilion, by the ancient road, the grass is green"

"The evening breeze blows the willow flute, and the sunset is outside the mountain"

Zhou Min's distant and loud voice sounded, and the people who had roared for a whole scene instantly quieted down.

"Long Pavilion", "Ancient Road", "Fangcao", "Evening Breeze", "Twilight", "Weak Willow", "Residual Flute", "Sunset".

The elegant lyrics, the soothing tune with sad emotions, instantly make people think of a picture of farewell.

Gao Shu's heart seemed to have been struck, his hands trembled and clenched the folding fan, muttering to himself: "If I can write this kind of lyrics, I will die without regrets in this life......"

Immediately after, the sound of the pipa sounded like a big bead and a small bead falling on a jade plate.

"How much is left of the unforgettable time that has passed?"

"There are stories in this world that confuse people"

"Looking at the distant mountains and the mountain wind outside the mountain is moving me"

"Life is like a dream, and when you wake up, you have joys and sorrows"

"Singing and dancing to say goodbye to the heart"

"Who knows the reason you saw it"

"The world in the story is slowly telling me"

"Maybe there will be no more such a century"

After Zhou Min finished singing, in the mournful flute, Cui Wei sighed silently.

To put it mildly, he can be called the leader and witness of domestic rock music.

From the rise of rock music to the present, the people in the circle have changed, he has experienced many farewells, and I don't know how many people have left the circle forever.

What makes him even more sad is that the songs they made during their exploration period turned out to be classics that fans now think cannot be surpassed.

If it weren't for the appearance of Zhou Min, maybe it would have been like the song sang, and even the "century" they had at that time would no longer have ......

The sad but not sad erhu sound sounded, and He Tianlai's performance skills returned to the basics, just like his face that had gone through vicissitudes, every time he pulled the Hu strings, it was like letting people experience a story.

"The end of the sky, the corner of the earth, half of the acquaintances"

"A pot of turbidity sprinkled with all the joy, don't dream cold tonight"

Accompanied by the sound of erhu, He Tianlai's somewhat old voice sounded, with a slight tremor in his voice, and his eyes were already blurred with tears.

It is fitting that he should sing these lyrics.

When he was young, the mountains and rivers were broken, and countless classmates and teachers sacrificed their lives to save the country.

At that time, a farewell was a farewell.

Now that he is dying of old age and has scattered friends, every time he dreams back at midnight, he can't help but cry.

Therefore, when Zhou Min wrote that half of the song, he was immediately fascinated.

He felt that this was simply a song that belonged to their time.

After Zhou Min filled in the lyrics, this feeling became even stronger.

Although this time he played not his favorite version, he still went on stage, just to sing these few lines of sadness that had pressed down on his heart for decades.

In the front row of the viewing seat, looking at Zhou Min, who was dressed in a white suit on the stage and came out of a poem under the light, Qin Lu felt in a trance that he had returned to the days when he was in school.

Although she started filming in college and rarely had time to go back to school, the few roommates in the dormitory and Zhou Min, who she was looking forward to meeting when performing at school, are all good memories for her.

At that time, she looked at Zhou Min from a distance, as if Zhou Min was a dreamy bubble, which could only be watched from a distance, and it would burst at the touch of ......

Under the stage, Mi Ranran and Hong Sirong looked at Zhou Min with an obsessive look on their faces, and sang along softly.

They had just repeated the lyrics twice, and they had learned it!

"Outside the long pavilion, by the ancient road, the grass is green"

"Ask you when you will return, don't linger when you come"

"The end of the sky, the corner of the earth, half of the acquaintances"

"A pot of turbidity sprinkled with all the joy, don't dream cold tonight"

The poignant and soft words, coupled with the soothing melody unique to classical musical instruments, made everyone present sink into Zhou Min's singing, and kept singing the last paragraph with him.

Five minutes passed.

Ten minutes passed.

Twenty minutes passed.

No one could bear to interrupt this beauty, and it wasn't until Zhou Min stopped singing that the gymnasium cheered again.

"Amin, I love you!"

"The King of Rock and Roll!"

"King of Rock and Roll!"

In the cheers of the fans, before the host Li Bei came to the stage to speak, several other bands couldn't wait to rush onto the stage and threw Zhou Min high into the air.