Two lucky fans came on the stage, and Cen Ye raised his head, looked at them and smiled. is a little different from what Cen Ye thought, I thought it would be a particularly generous, cheerful and fanatical girl, but one is very delicate with glasses, and the other looks very ordinary and looks quite wooden.

"Is there anything you'd like to say to Ono?" asked the host kindly.

Qingxiu, the girl, took the microphone, and her voice trembled violently: "I want to be right...... Ono said, come on, win the championship! We are really very honored, and we are a fan of such a great idol. Tears glistened in the girl's eyes, but she couldn't bear it. Another short girl, who was so ordinary that she couldn't see it when she threw it into the crowd, took the microphone after wiping her tears, raised it and put it down a few times, but she couldn't speak. How gentle the girls in the audience were, they all applauded and cheered her on. Then she spoke, trembling even more than the girl just now: "Ono...... I admire you so much...... You have nothing but good looks and talent......"

The girl stammered like this, and someone in the audience burst out laughing, but immediately stopped, replaced by bursts of applause. Cen Ye looked at her tenderly.

The girl's expression was very serious, she didn't smile, and continued to finish: "You rely on your own efforts...... Became a ...... became such a powerful person. I...... I will also work hard to get into the university I like, and I will always call for you!"

The audience erupted in applause and cheers: "Great!" and "You're great!"

"Okay, congratulations to the two lucky fans for their prizes. The host said, "Why don't you hug one of them with Ono?"

The audience exclaimed, the two girls were even more shy and nervous, Cen Ye said, "Why not?" Throwing the microphone to the host, the host was in a hurry and almost didn't catch it, he grabbed both girls in his arms with both hands, and he didn't know where the impulse came from, and gently patted them on the back. The girls cried even harder, but everyone in the audience quieted down, as if watching this scene with bated breath. Cen Ye hugged them, raised his head, and smiled arrogantly and brightly at the audience.

As long as anyone who saw his smile clearly, they couldn't help but cheer with tears in their eyes.

The second song, the third song...... The second hug, the third hug......

Zheng Qiulin also arrived at the scene today, she sat in the corner of the back row of the audience, and no one noticed the middle-aged woman with a cold expression. It's just that the atmosphere of today's meeting is a little different from what she envisioned. She originally thought that Cen Ye was holding her breath in her heart, even if she was moved by the fans, the atmosphere was relatively distant. I didn't expect the whole atmosphere to be so warm and touching today.

However, she has seen too many people and things. In addition to the accident, the first thought was that in the future, when Ono saw a lot, he would get used to it and not be moved much. The second thought is, very good, a person as affectionate as Ono was completely moved and completely tied up today, and it will only be more difficult to leave.

In fact, at this moment, Cen Ye didn't have anything in his mind, he just focused on what was in front of him, focused on singing, and focused on their every move, laughter and sorrow. Strange to say, he sang to them, but his mind frequently thought of Xu Xunsheng. He didn't know what it was like, perhaps because she was just as gentle as they were.

So he sang more selflessly and happier. When he sang the song "First Meeting" written to Xu Xunsheng, they seemed to be infected by his happiness. The initial shyness and nervousness were swept away, and the audience just sang along with his guitar sound.

And when the last female voice sang solo, he raised his head and saw that they were all laughing, but there was a solemn and serious look between his eyebrows. He listened to them sing in unison:

"The wind passes through the cherry blossom trees,

Snow falls on the slender branches.

……

I want to accompany you to recite the scriptures, I want to accompany you to distant places. ”

He raised one hand and dropped a string of beautiful notes, and when they were finished, he laughed, and they all laughed.

"Good singing. He said, "You are forcing the little students to have nothing to eat." "The little student here is naturally Xu Xunsheng.

They all laughed crookedly.

Cen Ye didn't even want to rest, so he took a sip of the water next to him and said, "Do you want to do it again?"

"Good!" "Yay!" The guitar chords sounded clearly and freely again. In a trance, Cen Ye suddenly realized one thing, was this the happiest time he had without sorrow in so many days?

Scold...... It's artificial.

……

At the end of the meeting, Liu Xiaoqiao reminded Cen Ye in the audience that after singing this song, he could say a few words and leave.

Cen Ye's gaze swept over her, without any expression or response.

At the end of the song, several rounds of the game were finished, and Cen Ye didn't put down the guitar, just looked up. And they in the audience also looked at her quietly. The host is about to come on stage and make a happy ending.

"Actually, there is another song...... Cen Ye said suddenly, "I have never sung it publicly." ”

Everyone exclaimed in a low voice, and the host looked up and stopped on the steps.

Cen Ye lowered his head slightly, and the tips of his hair covered his eyebrows, but everyone could see that he seemed to smile happily: "This song hasn't even been named yet." I might be singing it in the finals in a few days, but today, I suddenly want to sing it to you first. I didn't write it, someone wrote it, but I liked it very much. ”

Applause and cheers erupted at the same time. The host smiled and stepped back. Zheng Qiulin, who was sitting in the back row and had a full view of everything, just watched and listened quietly.

Cen Ye played the guitar gently, perhaps because the prelude adapted by him and Xu Xunsheng was too gentle, every note was affectionate, and they couldn't help but applaud in amazement.

"The grass grows and the warbler flies in panic and another spring,

You're still a teenager.

The sky is high and the cold night is the hardest to sleep,

Who will accompany me when lonely tea is wine?

……”

Why, playing and singing this song under the watchful eye of the public, the mood is so peaceful. From then on, my heart was no longer guilty, no longer angry, no longer sad, and no longer hesitated. What is calling me to the life I desire?

“…… I want to go to the difficulty.

Someone is there to protect me from the cold. ”

There was a faint wetness in his eyes.

“…… He wanted to climb over the mountain,

There are people under the mountain who do not complain or regret giving me what I ask for.

……”

So many people shed tears in front of his eyes. They looked at him with admiration and love, but also pity and resonance. Cen Yuan thought to himself, who did they love? was it him, or was it the self they wanted to be. This world is so broad, there are good and bad, happy and sorrowful. There are perseverance and disappointment. But what's most important to me?

It's the one I've always wanted to give up.

"The years go by, and the turn is slow

Wait for me to come late at night with one person, one horse, one grass and one spring. ”

Xu Xunsheng's song was not very intense, when he slowly played this slow melody, the audience was silent, and they all listened attentively. And when he looked up, tears flashed through him, and they all stared at him and applauded wildly. probably never thought that for so many days, Ono, who has always been unruly on stage, would have tears, and it was in front of them. At that moment, almost everyone thought, it was worth it. It's worth liking such a person. It turns out that from now on, we must have no regrets.

"So today's meeting ......" Cen Ye said with a slow smile, "That's it......"

"Ono"

Across the crowd, someone suddenly stood up. Everyone turned their heads to look, Cen Ye also raised his head, and the on-site director also raised his hand, and the camera in the air immediately chased after him.

She was a sweet-looking girl, looking to be in her twenties, and she looked bookish. She held a piece of paper in her hand, and her cheeks were red when she saw all the attention, but her eyes were determined. Someone handed her the microphone, but her voice trembled just as much:

"Ono, I'm the president of your Global Support Association, my name is Black Earth, and you can call me Atu. Since you were still singing in Xiangcheng, I have been a fan of you. Today, I would like to say a few words to you on behalf of all the members of the support group. ”

With thunderous applause, Cen Ye took off his guitar, stood up, walked to the side of the stage, and said, "You say." ”

Immediately everyone laughed, and the president laughed too, and actually picked up the piece of paper and read it:

"Ono:

We are wildfire, a flame that belongs only to you. Of course, some of us call ourselves wildflowers, and you don't mind if you call us that. ”

Cen Ye and everyone laughed.

She continued: "When we heard the news that you were going to have a fan meeting, we were all very nervous and excited. Because you are so good, we don't know what to do to be worthy of your meeting and to make you feel honored for us.

So we went overnight to prepare flower baskets, and there were a lot of cheering cards, as well as gifts that everyone wanted to give you, and they were handed over to the staff. I hope you will be able to see everyone's thoughts when you go back.

We can't say too many fancy words, we just hope you are good, happy, play well and win the championship. But it doesn't matter if you don't get it, because you're already the champion in our hearts.

You are not only our idol, but also our role model. You let us see the meaning of hard work, and let us see what kind of self a person can give in order to pursue his dreams. So we will also work hard, not only to call for you, but also to try to live well. Positive energy chasing stars, growing up with you in the years to come.

Your performance at the Sakura Music Festival in Jiangcheng, some of us also went. You say there that this time next year, you're going to let the whole audience just watch the performance of the band Sunrise and watch you alone. Now we want to say to you that you've done it. And at next year's Cherry Blossom Festival, you'll also see the power of the wildfires. Wherever you go, we burn.

Ono, it's good. Write more beautiful songs, get better results, thousands of rivers, thousands of mountains, thousands of stars, from now on, in our hearts, only for you. ”

……

Cen Ye stood alone on the stage, a video clip of his participation in each competition was played on the screen behind him, he was smiling in the rehearsal room, he was sitting at the table with a pencil between his fingers, his hair was messed up like a bird's nest, he was writing songs, he smashed the runner-up trophy in Xiangcheng District, he sat on the ground tiredly after the game, smoking a cigarette...... In the end, he stood on the dark stage of the Cherry Blossom Music Festival, holding the microphone, and said with an evil smile: "...... Next year, you'll just look at me ......"

Everyone stood up, clapped desperately, shouted Ono's name, and many people cried. But Cen Ye's face was calm, as if he hadn't seen or heard anything.

Even Zheng Qiulin, who was sitting in the back row, struggled to open his eyes, then laughed self-deprecatingly and wiped away a trace of tears. These girls are really, with real hearts.

I don't know when they started shouting in unison: "Champion, champion, champion, champion!"

Cen Ye just stood there, listening to them shouting like this. At one point, he raised his head and raised his hand, and they fell silent.

I heard him whisper, "Okay, champion, that's it." ”

When the nanny car returned to the base, it was already twilight. Zheng Qiulin and Liu Xiaoqiao were not in the car, except for the driver, only Cen Zhi accompanied Cen Ye.

Cen Ye seemed to be extremely tired, leaning back in his chair, his eyes closed, no matter how bumpy the vehicle stopped and stopped, he didn't seem to feel it at all, his brows were heavy. But Cen Zhi clearly felt that he was not asleep, just silent, just closed his eyes and didn't want to open them.

"How do you feel?" Cen Zhi asked.

Cen Ye was silent for a while, then opened his eyes and looked out the window at the sun, slowly descending below the horizon. The sky was dyed a golden yellow with a light purple tinge. And everyone and every car on the road is in a hurry. Now he can be so quiet and peaceful, staring at all this, and then get everything that everyone in this world dreams of, get the most precious everything.

He suddenly smiled, with a little self-deprecation and a little sad smile: "I suddenly felt that I had come to this day." ”