Wang Baozhen's live type of player, he was still a little nervous in the first sentence of the opening, but when he rose to the center of the stage with the elevator, he was ignited when he saw the audience and the five-color lights!

Wang Bao, who was originally standing in front of a microphone stand and singing with his eyes closed, was stimulated by the cheers in his ears, immediately opened his eyes, and then entered the possession of the soul singer and began to sing from the heart.

Of course, the soul singer here is not a derogatory meaning, nor does it have an extended meaning, but a singer who is really singing with his soul, that is, he is full of emotions and sings from the heart.

Wang Bao is very popular now, he stayed in the film and television city to film during this time, and he didn't feel how popular he was. But now that tens of thousands of people are singing his song at the scene, Wang Bao knows how popular he is.

Especially to the last paragraph: "Dilililidilililidenda...... The lyrics of Dilililidilililidada ......", the audience almost sang together, and it was a concert scene.

After singing a song, although it is not a song that requires much effort, Wang Bao actually sang it breathlessly, because he really worked hard and invested a lot of emotion.

"Thank you...... Thank...... Thank...... Everyone, I'm really happy...... Call...... Today's friends on the scene, as well as friends in front of the TV, Wang Bao can celebrate the holiday with everyone on Chinese New Year's Eve, I am really happy! Friends who have learned my resume should know that my family has left me. And on a day like today's Chinese New Year's Eve, I am really excited to have you touch me for the holiday! Thank you! The next song is a song I wrote for my father, here I want to give it to all fathers in the world, thank you for your great love! A song "Father" to bring to everyone! Wang Bao breathed a little after singing, but he was very happy and excited because of the atmosphere of the scene, because in this traditional Chinese festival, there were so many people to spend the festival with him, so that his heart that was originally very lonely in this world was filled in an instant.

After Wang Bao finished speaking, the music began to sound, he adjusted his mood a little, quietly listened to the accompaniment in the ear, and when the beat arrived, he immediately sang affectionately: "I always ask for you, but I never say thank you, until I grow up, I understand that you are not easy to ......"

The song "Father" is a very beautiful and sensational song, and the lyrics are like a coming-of-age story, writing about the greatness of the father. And the helplessness of the son who wants to raise but the relatives are not there, writing the helplessness of hundreds of millions of children, usually we have too little love for our fathers, and only when we lose it can we have a deep experience.

Whether it is songs, film and television works, or even literary works, there are many works about mothers and maternal love, they praise maternal love and praise the greatness of mothers, these are all right and should be promoted, but there is really little love and care for fathers.

I think everyone's first hero in childhood should be their father, and they even became our role models and goals in life for a time. In the eyes of the children, the father's back is like a mountain, so tall and reliable, they seem to be omnipotent, can do all the things we need.

When we were children, we always hoped that our father could praise us, just like the current star-chasers, who can get a compliment from an idol, and it feels as if they have won the whole world. Because in our eyes as children, my father was our idol!

But as we get older, it seems that the relationship between us and our father has gradually drifted apart, and a thick wall has been built between father and son/father and daughter. We no longer want to share our little secrets with our fathers, some things we would rather hold in our hearts than talk to our fathers, and sometimes we can talk to our mothers, but we can't say them to our fathers.

In our memory, my father was a superman who could never be crushed. But suddenly, one day, I found that my father, who used to be omnipotent like Superman, was full of gray hair and a face full of furrows. has always been a straight back, and it began to become a carlout, and even the father who was stronger began to become weak.

As the lyrics say, "Time slows down, don't let you get old again!"

But these are not things we can change, we can only sigh: "Dad, who is strong in his life, what can I do for you?

The scene of the song "Father" was silent, but Wang Bao, who sang it, burst into tears.

He thought of his deceased father, the stubborn father who never said a word to him after he left home to pursue his dream, but secretly asked his mother to send him money.

Regretting that he didn't see the last side of his father who was seriously ill and passed away, and knowing that his father was gone, he knew that he would cherish the emotion, Wang Bao sang it all into the song.

After the song, there was only one cry after another on the scene, no one applauded, no cheers, Wang Bao held the microphone and closed his eyes tightly, and tears flowed uncontrollably.

The whole scene was silent for nearly half a minute, strictly speaking, this is a performance accident. But the director of the scene did not let people interrupt, but only notified the host to come on after the first applause.

"It's a very good, very touching song! My eyes were red when I heard it, and I suddenly wanted to finish work and go home to my father. He Ling walked up to the stage and said in a warm tone while secretly wiping the corners of his eyes.

Hearing the applause at the scene and He Ling's words, Wang Baocai slowly opened his eyes, and then raised his hand to wipe his tears.

"Ho...... Teacher He!" Wang Bao's voice was a little blocked, and he greeted He Ling a little hoarsely.

"Xiaobao's singing is really good, and it is well written, so that after listening to it, we can't help but want to go home and see our father. When did you write this song, and you can have such deep feelings? I see you've already sung and cried, there must be some story in it, right?" He Ling adjusted his mood and began to preside over the established script.

"Yes, this is a song I wrote immediately after my parents were in a car accident. When my father was around, my father and I often quarreled. He looked down on my living conditions, thought I was wasted, I didn't understand his care, and felt that he was too much to manage. But suddenly I lost the person who was constantly nagging and scolding me in my ear, and I felt as if I had lost my spiritual support, and I regretted not listening to my father. That's why after my parents left, I started to learn cooking, open a restaurant, and live a positive life. I don't want to disappoint them watching from heaven, and they have to worry about me again in heaven, even though I really miss them. ”

The truth of what Wang Bao said was completely his own true feelings, because when he spoke, he remembered his parents.

"That's right! I think the friends on the scene, as well as the friends in front of the TV, after listening to Wang Bao's songs, after Wang Bao's words, everyone should want to call their parents immediately, right?

"Yes, friends, cherish the time with your parents, and cherish it when we find out that we have lost it, then it will be too late!" Wang Bao then added.

"Okay, today is the New Year, in addition to family affection, we should also have friends and friendship. In our friendship, classmate love should be the most innocent and pure, so do you remember your original tablemate? Let Wang Bao's song "You at the Same Table" take you back to that innocent time!" After He Ling finished speaking, he made a gesture of invitation to Wang Bao.

Wang Bao carried the guitar sent by the staff, put the microphone away, sat on the high chair, and began to pluck the strings.

"Will you remember tomorrow, the diary you wrote yesterday, and whether you still remember tomorrow, the ...... you used to cry the most?"

In the sound of the guitar and harmonica, the gentle singing voice sounded, which instantly brought people back to that innocent era. The campus is uninhibited and carefree, with happy play and wanton laughter among friends.

Everyone has their own lofty ideals, and as for burying their heads in books every day, peeking at the female classmates at the same table who have been secretly in love for a long time is the greatest joy!

"Lalala......"

With Wang Bao's singing, the singing slowly ended, and the light sticks on the scene shook with the singing, and the cheering sound of the chorus seemed particularly harmonious at this moment.

After singing, Wang Bao got up and bowed, and then walked to the backstage with his guitar on his back.

There was warm applause and words of thanks from the host behind him, but none of this was about Wang Bao, he just wanted to go back early and talk to Zhang Zichen on the phone.

Although the song just now is very enjoyable, it also reminds him of his relatives, and now in this world, the only person he can count as a relative is his girlfriend.

"Brother Bao, you sang so well just now!" After Wang Bao arrived backstage, the first person to jump out was the assistant Xiao Zuo who had been waiting at the door of the backstage.

"That's a must!" Wang Bao rubbed her head a little dotingly, and then looked like a very stinky fart, and laughed at her.

"How many times has Brother Bao told you, don't keep messing with my head!" Xiao Zuo smiled embarrassedly, hiding her embarrassment by dodging Wang Bao's hand rubbing her head.

Seeing that the little girl's mood was much better, Wang Bao beckoned to her and motioned for her to follow.

Along the way, the artists waiting backstage kept greeting Wang Bao, expressing congratulations and praising him for singing well. Wang Bao also thanked him very modestly one by one, saying that he was also very optimistic about the other party's program.

Finally went to his own lounge, yes, Wang Bao is now in a big coffee seat, and he has his own lounge.

"Brother Song, you go and ask if there is anything else, can we leave now?" Wang Bao sat on the chair and tilted his body to Song Jia.

"No need to ask, we can't leave yet, because at the end of the party, all the big guys will come on stage to thank you, and now the artists who have finished the performance are waiting. If you're hungry, I can ask the crew to bring you a snack. "Song Jia's affairs in this regard have already been settled in the hall, so he will come as soon as he opens his mouth.

"Okay, I'm not hungry, if you're hungry, you can order your own supper. I went out to find a place to call, and I'll be back in a moment. After Wang Bao finished speaking, he didn't care whether Song Jiatong agreed or not, so he walked out by himself and found a secluded place to call.

It took a lot of trouble to find a relatively quiet corner, Wang Bao took out the phone and dialed Zhang Zichen's number.

"Doodoo ......"

"Hey ......"

"I miss you!"

The first chapter arrives!

(End of chapter)