Chapter 137 [That Voice]
August 14, 2019.
Jiangcheng, Jiangsu and Zhejiang Gymnasium, the live broadcast site of the final finals of Jiangsu and Zhejiang Satellite TV's "Good Singing of China".
It should be said that "China's Good Singing" is now the most popular music program, and Jiangsu and Zhejiang Satellite TV attaches great importance to the finals of the last live broadcast.
Especially the choice of such a very gorgeous stage as the Jiangsu and Zhejiang Stadium, a lot of cost has been paid for this stage, whether it is the stage effect or the audio equipment, it is determined to draw a perfect end to the last battle of the second season of "China's Good Singing".
Although it was a live broadcast, listening to the passionate voice of the host Chang Qingge outside, as well as the non-stop cheers and shouts outside, the whole atmosphere was very warm, and it can be said that the tense and exciting atmosphere of the whole arena made the players' hearts pound and feel that the blood was burning.
That's not nervousness, because they all know very well that it's useless to be nervous at this time, and it won't be easy to be able to enter the top 10 finals, and now they are more about expectation and ambition.
In this, the youngest Bao Eleven is particularly calm.
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Because of the live broadcast, things like clothing, makeup, and headsets have to be checked repeatedly.
The makeup artist glanced at Bao Eleven's clothes and still looked very simple, and while touching up Bao Eleven's makeup, he said: "It's still Eleven's style is the simplest, and the foundation is good, and there is no need to put on too much makeup." “
"Come on, Eleven!"
Bao Shiyi nodded with a smile, glanced at the singers who were singing on stage, and the audience who didn't know whether it was the audience or the audience, and said with a casual smile: "Sister Zhang, do you say it is possible to win the championship?"
When makeup artist Sister Zhang heard Bao Shiyi's words, she couldn't help but be stunned, speaking of the championship, in fact, the people in the program group knew very well that Bao Shiyi could win the championship, but he could win the championship, but it didn't mean that he would definitely be able to win it.
"Whether you win the championship or not, Eleven you are the champion in my heart. ”
Bao Shiyi replied with a smile, "Then I would prefer to win the championship." ”
Makeup artist Sister Zhang saw that Bao Shiyi could still laugh and joke with her at this time, it seemed that she was really not nervous at all, as if she really didn't care too much about this final, thinking of Bao Shiyi all the way on the stage of "Good Singing in China", every song he sang, and the song he was going to sing next, I don't know why Sister Zhang had an inexplicable feeling in her heart.
I can't tell what it feels like, whether it's sentimental, or gratifying, or distressed.
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Soon, the host Chang Qingge began to introduce the next top ten contestants on the stage, that is, the national brother Bao Shiyi.
Before the host Chang Qingge finished speaking, the fans in the audience, as well as the audience, and the real audience were cheering, frantically shouting Bao Shiyi's name.
"Eleven!Eleven!Eleven!"
The sound of enthusiasm and madness was really like a frenzy, and the surging waves were surging towards the stage from all directions.
Bao Shiyi took the microphone handed over by the staff, and then glanced back at makeup artist Sister Zhang.
Makeup artist Sister Zhang looked at Bao Shiyi and nodded, clenched her fists and said with a smile: "Come on!"
And then—
Bao Eleven walked towards the stage step by step.
Just watched the young man walk on the stage, looking at the back, although it was on the starry gorgeous stage, but I don't know why Sister Zhang felt that the back was very lonely.
The thought flashed through me and quickly vanished.
Because the boy had already walked on the lifting platform, and then slowly rose, appearing in front of all the audience at the scene.
All of a sudden, screams rang out!
"Ahh
……
A teenager stands alone in the center of the stage like that.
Wearing a white shirt, white sneakers, light gray jeans, a handsome face, a slender figure, bright but sad eyes, and a smile at the corner of his mouth, he is really a picturesque sad teenager.
Sad but warm, warm but lonely, lonely but splendid.
That's what a teenager like that!
The aunts in front of the TV watched, their faces were full of joy and expectation, and they were very excited, all of them clenched their fists, as if the teenager standing on that stage was their child.
It should be said that in the eyes of aunts, eleven is a child.
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Netizens who watched the live broadcast on the Internet have also been waiting for Bao Eleven to appear, and now the boy has appeared.
At the moment when Bao Eleven appeared, there was a heated discussion on the Internet, a real hot discussion.
"Swipe the screen with me, Eleven Champions, Eleven Champions, Eleven Champions!"
"I'm really looking forward to it, I don't know what kind of song Eleven will sing this time, every song he sang before is very touching, he is a real good Chinese singer, he is really singing with his heart. ”
"Favorite Eleven, Eleven, come on!"
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Of course, more netizens did not go to the barrage, because they only want to listen to Bao Shiyi sing now, and they just want to listen to Bao Shiyi sing quietly.
Under the spot, Bao Shiyi stood in the center of the stage, looking at the audience waving glow sticks and cheering cards, with a smile on his face, and then closed his eyes.
Begin waiting for him to sing!
Bao Shiyi's heart is really very calm at the moment, even if he is standing in the center of the stage, facing so many people and audiences, it is really crowded, but he is not worried at all.
All he needed now was to sing the song well.
Looking at the young man on the stage, the aunts outside the screen held their breath, and the audience either closed their eyes and prepared to listen, or looked at them with burning eyes-
Looking at the boy, looking at the child on the stage.
The kid was going to sing.
What kind of song will it be?
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In anticipation, a melodious but full sad melody slowly appeared, different from the bright rhythm of the previous contestants, the melody that appeared leisurely was sour and sentimental.
Before Bao Eleven could sing, the audience had already felt the sentimentality, and they were unconsciously immersed in that sad melody.
The bass of the piano is like a drop of water, dripping on everyone's heart, and the sound is like wind, rain, and tears.
The accompanying melody seems to be far and near, and the sound of the desolate and desolate faint flute blowing, the moving melody, the sadness flies like dead ashes, the flute has a unique taste, and there is a faint sentimentality in the ethereal.
It's like a heartbreaking cry from the far side.
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And then—
The boy opened his eyes, looked ahead, his eyes were clear, and he opened his mouth, as if countless words were suppressed, suppressed.
Finally, with that depression, the boy shouted the heartbreaking word in his slightly hoarse voice—
"Mom. ”