"Running forward~~~~~~~~~~~~~ facing cold eyes and ridicule, how can we feel the vastness of life without going through hardships, fate it can't make us kneel and beg for mercy, even if the blood is sprinkled all over the arms, continue to run~~~~~~~~~~~~ with the pride of a child, how can you see the sparkle of life if you don't stick to the end, it's better to indulge in burning than to linger, for the beauty of the heart~~~~~~~~~~~~ uncompromising until you grow old~~~~~~~~~"

Song Zheng was roaring indulgently on the stage, and the audience's emotions were completely mobilized, from the beginning of this song to the end, on and off the stage, they were always singing in chorus, and it was not until the whole song was sung that many viewers found that their voices were already dumb. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Song Zheng is also tired enough, this song is really not something that ordinary people can sing, especially at the singing scene, even more tired and panicked, although Jinling is located in the south, compared with Yanjing, the climate is much warmer, but now it is just the first month, and Jinling at night is still very cold.

But after Song Zheng sang the song "Dream Chasing Pure Heart", the sweat had already wet his clothes, and he didn't feel it when he sang it, but now that the singing is over, the night breeze is blowing, and I am struggling and ~~~~~~

During the rehearsal before, Song Zheng had already scolded Zheng Jun countless times, and in the big winter concert, he actually chose an open-air stadium, isn't it stupid.b?

After the rehearsal yesterday, He Yong caught a cold, and at this time, he was waiting in the back, and he had to infuse fluids, so it was not certain whether he could come up later.

Zheng Jun obviously knew that he had done something very stupid.b, he was very deferential to these friends who came to help in the past two days, for fear that the big guys would use this matter to squeeze him again, of course, what he was even more afraid of was that everyone was frozen away, and the next two performances could not be done, and in addition, the next two performances were also held in this unlucky place.

It's time for my own life!

Even though Zheng Jun and their ancestral graves were scolded in their hearts, the performance could not but continue, Song Zheng could only resist on stage, hoping that he would be a little more decent than Gao Qi when he stepped off the stage later.

When Gao Qi went down just now, he was so frozen that the big snot looked buried.

Call~~~~~~~~~~

Song Zheng took a breath, slowed down, and said with a wry smile to the audience: "I really regret it now, when I wrote this broken song, why did I set the key so high, every time I sing it, I have to say, singing this song, it's really tiring!"

This concert is not an Olympic march, let alone the Spring Festival Gala, Song Zheng has a lot less consideration when he speaks, anyway, their group of rock and roll singers, in the eyes of others, are all rough people, and no one requires them to be polite and polite.

Hearing Song Zheng say this, many of the audience couldn't help laughing, just now they all followed Song Zheng to roar this song down, Song Zheng felt tired, let alone them.

At the entrance entrance, Mr. Wang and Zheng Jun, who were waiting, watched Song Zheng interact with the audience on stage.

"This kid is getting more and more proficient!"

Zheng Jun smiled: "That's right! This kid is a good person, and he is much more mature than when he was performing on the midi!"

At that time, Song Zheng basically didn't understand anything, so when he asked him to sing, he sang, and as a result, he sang three songs in a row, without stopping in the middle, and when he came down, he almost ran out of oxygen.

Like now, Song Zheng looks like he is interacting with the audience, but he is actually resting.

It was almost slow, Song Zheng gestured to the band behind him, Wang Lan played a drum, and other musicians joined in.

Song Zheng grabbed the microphone: "The next song, "The Sky is High and the Earth is Thick" is given to you!"

Compared with the popular song "Dream Chasing Pure Heart", which was also selected as the theme song of CCTV five sets of last year's Olympic Games, the popularity of "The Sky is High and the Earth is Thick" is obviously much worse in the whole album, but there are also many music critics who praise this song as a classic.

"Are you tired, can you stretch out your hands, want to hug, how can you clench your fists, we still have a lot of dreams to do, there are still a lot of tomorrow to leave, let the world hear our songs~~~~~~~~~~"

This song may not sound as enthusiastic as "Chasing Dreams", but it has a little more sense of calmness and heaviness accumulated over the years, and it is also the pursuit of dreams, but it sings a different taste.

The similarities between the two songs are that they both take a step-by-step approach, first flattening and then bursting out.

"I want to fly to the highest, farthest and most free~~~~~~~~~ I want to hug at the most beautiful moment, I want to see who is my friend in the end, you are the one I look forward to the most, you can get into trouble together, be silent together, walk together, fly together, fall together~~~~~~ accompany me regardless of the height of the sky, roar loudly with me~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

At this moment, all Song Zheng's feelings were completely released, and the audience listened to it, the shock in the depths of the soul was indescribable, and they could only feel the numbness of the scalp, the heart beat faster, and involuntarily raised their arms, waving and shaking vigorously with the rhythm of the music.

After singing this song, Song Zheng's clothes were already soaked, but fortunately, Zheng Jun made adjustments in time after listening to everyone's complaints and cursing, and there were more than several big warm winds on the stage, otherwise, after this performance, they would all be sick, and the next two performances would be completely useless.

Zheng Jun grabbed a towel prepared in advance from the side of the stage and quickly wiped his sweat, at this time, a staff member came to the stage, handed Song Zheng a folk guitar, and moved a chair.

Song Zheng sat down, slowed down, and began to chat with the audience again, the audience also seems to like this kind of interaction, very intimate, they will naturally feel that Song Zheng is not a high-ranking star, but an ordinary person like them, compared with Gao Qi's simple and rough interaction, it is obviously Song Zheng's idle chatter, which is more acceptable to the audience.

After talking for a while, Song Zheng felt that he had almost recovered, and when he thought of this, Song Zheng couldn't help but be angry, if it wasn't for the cold, wouldn't he be so useless?

After adjusting his state and mood, Song Zheng said into the microphone: "Next is my new song, I have a request, I hope everyone can sit down like me and listen to me sing quietly!"

Hearing that Song Zheng was going to sing a new song, everyone's curiosity was aroused, and they all sat on the chairs according to Song Zheng's request, pricked up their ears, and listened to Song Zheng gently pluck the strings.

"You're in the southern sun, and the snow is falling. I am in the cold night in the north, and the four seasons are like spring. If it's too late before dark, I'm going to forget your eyes. Extremely poor in a lifetime, I can't finish a dream~~~~~~~"

Hearing Song Zheng's singer, the audience at the scene only felt a pang in their hearts, as if the song was not sung by Song Zheng, but floated from the sky, with an indescribable ethereal inspiration.

People were attracted almost as soon as they heard the first lyrics, and they listened quietly as Song Zheng requested, this is Song Zheng's new song, and they are fortunate enough to hear the live version of this song for the first time.

Next, Song Zheng didn't seem to be singing, but telling a story, a very long story, and people couldn't help but be attracted and immersed in the story that Song Zheng sketched with his singing.

The old wolf, who also came to help today, didn't know when he also walked to Zheng Jun's side, listening to Song Zheng's singing, as if he was hooked in his heart.

As a powerful singer of Chinese folk songs, the old wolf has a special feeling for folk songs, especially at the moment when folk music is becoming more and more sluggish, and suddenly killed a Song Zheng, before Song Zheng's song "Zebra, Zebra" had already made him amazing enough, but he didn't expect that now Song Zheng sang another song, which is not inferior to "Zebra, Zebra".

"Junko!What is this song called!?"

Zheng Junzheng listened quietly, was disturbed, and suddenly felt unhappy, but after finding out that it was an old wolf, he was relieved, this guy is a folk maniac: "Nan Shannan!"

Nanshan South?

The old wolf read it carefully and smiled, the name is really interesting, of course, the song itself is more interesting.

"You are in the sun in the south, the snow is falling, I am in the cold night in the north, the four seasons are like spring, if it is too late before dark, I will forget your eyes, I am extremely poor, I can't finish a dream, the big dream is absurd for the first time to wake up in this life. Nanshan South, North Autumn Sadness, Nanshan has grain piles, South Wind Murmur, Beihai North, Beihai has tombstones~~~~~~~~~~~"

Song Zheng sang, as if he had forgotten where he was, and just muttered over and over again, the song floated in the air, burrowing into everyone's ears and into everyone's heart.

Gradually, someone's eyes moistened, maybe they didn't fully understand what kind of story Song Zheng was telling them, but this did not prevent them from being moved by the song at all, because everyone who listened to the song was moved because they felt that the song was singing about themselves.

When Song Zheng finished singing and walked off the stage, people were still immersed in that emotion, unable to extricate themselves, and the old master Wang, who was about to go on stage, saw this scene, and suddenly became Sparta, looking at Song Zheng frozen and shrunk into a ball, I really hated to go up and kick it.

You make the atmosphere like this, I can't get on it!

Of course, Old Master Wang, who has always called himself a rock poet, will not scold, at most he will slander in his heart, and then ponder how much wine Song Zheng will be poured into the celebration banquet in the evening.