Chapter Seventy-One: Whose Song Is This?

Li Dong and the others walked around for a while, and saw a band performing in the distance, surrounded by a large audience.

That laughter reminds me of my flowers

Quietly open for me in every corner of my life

I thought I would always be there for him

Today we are gone, in the sea of people

They're all old, right?

Where are they?

And so we went our separate ways

A few people came up to listen and found that the band was singing Li Dong's "Those Flowers".

Hu Guangsheng laughed out loud, which also aroused the disgust of the people next to him.

"Smack".

Tang Xiuxiu looked at the back of the glasses man's head and twitched it fiercely.

"You're sick......"

whipped Hu Guangsheng and shrunk his neck, although he was very dissatisfied, but in the face of Tang Xiuxiu, a female man, he could only endure it.

There are four people in this band, all of whom are young, and several of them are of a very high level.

They rearranged the song, and the accompaniment was distinctive.

The old man who sang the lead singer also sang very well, and his singing voice was full of vicissitudes and was very infectious.

The onlookers were also moved by his singing and listened quietly one by one.

"What kind of song is this, how I've never heard it. ”

"I haven't heard of it either, is it their originality. ”

"This ballad is so good......"

Many people have not heard this song, and they have discussed it with the people around them.

"This song is sung by Dongzi ......"

A young man in his twenties began to popularize science to the people around him.

"Dongzi...... How come I've never heard of ......"

"yes, it's the first time I've heard of ......."

"Is there him at this festival? There doesn't seem to be a ...... on the program."

That young man seems to be a fan of Li Dong, and he constantly introduces Li Dong like his side, and he works very hard.

At this point, the song ended, and applause rang out all around.

The lead singer of the band said to everyone with a smile: "Thank you, this song just now, called Those Flowers, is a song by Dongzi, and he is also our favorite folk singer." ”

As soon as his words fell, someone from the onlookers asked.

"Who is Dongzi?"

"What song did he sing?"

The lead singer of the band smiled and said: "Since everyone likes it, then we will sing another song of Dongzi for everyone, and the next song, Nanshan Nan, will be given to everyone." ”

You're snowing in the southern sun

I was in the cold nights of the north all year round

If it's too late before dark, I'm going to forget your eyes

Poor people can't finish a dream in their lives

He no longer talks to anyone about the isolated island of encounter

Because my heart has long been deserted

The old man in the band should also be a person who has gone through ups and downs, and his voice is also very good, and he interprets the song Nanshannan very well.

Let the surrounding audience listen to it fascinated, until the end of the singing, everyone is still immersed in the artistic conception of the singing.

Several literary and artistic young women heard tears in their eyes, and a girl wiped the corners of her eyes.

"Uncle, where can I hear his songs?"

The old man smiled and said honestly: "You can log in to the Youyu Music Network, Dongzi has released more than a dozen songs there, go and listen to it, every song is a classic." ”

Several girls listened to the uncle's words and hurriedly picked up their mobile phones and got busy.

Other people around also logged on to the fish music network, and then put on headphones and started listening.

Glancing at the old man again, Li Dong beckoned everyone to leave here.

Li Wei stood in the crowd, listening to the old man's song with his eyes closed.

Just now he was trying his best to introduce Li Dong's songs to the people around him, and since he became a fan of Li Dong, Li Wei suddenly fell in love with niche music.

Even rock music, which he couldn't accept before, has now fallen into the pit.

Li Wei, who fell in love with niche music, has no interest in pop music anymore.

Especially for Li Dong's folk songs, they are constantly looping every day, sometimes listening to the same song for several days.

Li Dong and the others continued to wander around the resort, stopping from time to time to enjoy the performances of the musicians.

"Dongzi, I didn't expect that your song has only been released for less than two months, and so many people have already listened to it. ”

Listening to Li Guangnan's words, Li Dong shook his head with a smile.

"Haven't you seen so many people just now, almost never heard of it? ”

Hu Guangsheng said with a smile: "Boss, let's go back and get the musical instruments, anyway, there is nothing to do now, let's also perform, take advantage of the large number of people here to promote you." ”

Tang Xiuxiu also nodded and said, "Yes, Dongzi, not only are there many people here, but so many people are niche music fans, so you can make a name for yourself as soon as possible." ”

Li Dong saw that everyone was enthusiastic, so he decided to go back and get the musical instruments and find a place to perform here.

The Shattered Band didn't come with them, and Yue Di went to find a few former friends.

Li Dong and Li Guangnan held guitars, Tang Xiuxiu held a melodica, Hu Guangsheng held an African drum, and Zhu Yuanyuan carried a cello.

Because there were too many singers and bands performing, Li Dong and the others struggled a lot to find a place on the side of the road.

There aren't a lot of people here, but it's also far away from other bands, so you won't be disturbed.

They quickly got the equipment and speakers in place, and then began the band's first performance at the Gangnam Music Festival.

There were constantly people passing by them, and almost no one stopped.

Occasionally, a few people stopped by to watch them fiddle with their equipment, and then walked away.

The main reason is that Li Dong, a band composed of old hooligans, little fresh meat, obscene glasses men, female men and autistic girls, really has no reason to stay.

There is no forced style to say, let alone any literary fan.

Li Dong turned his head and said to Li Guangnan and the others, "Which one are we singing?"

Li Guangnan thought for a while and said: "I think the girls here are quite literary, so let's just sing Miss Dong." ”

"That's right, just sing Miss Dong...... My sister loves this song......"

The man with glasses looked at the girl nearby with a lewd face, and said with a smile.

Tang Xiuxiu glanced at them with disgust.

"What Miss Dong, how good it is to fall in love. ”

Li Dong smiled bitterly and said, "Eldest sister, do you think you are on campus at this time?"

Zhu Yuanyuan, who was next to her, hesitated and said, "I...... I think it's still you who sing at the same table. ”

Li Guangnan nodded and said: "I think it's okay, you are very good at the same table, this song is quite nostalgic, and the audience is relatively wide." ”

Li Dong saw that the others had no opinion, so he nodded.

Then he plucked the strings of the guitar, and with the melodious sound slowly drifting around, it also attracted the attention of some music fans.

Immediately afterwards, Li Guangnan's guitar and Tang Xiuxiu's melodica also joined in at the right time.

The music together created a nostalgic atmosphere around them, and the faint feelings in the music made many people stop and stand in front of them and listen quietly.

Tomorrow will you remember the diary you wrote yesterday

Tomorrow, will you still remember the person who used to cry the most?

Teachers can't remember you who can't guess the problem

It was also by chance that I turned through the photos before I remembered you at the same table

Who married the sentimental you who read your diary

Whoever put your long hair up will make you a wedding dress