"Fang Mao, this is the Jiang Yang you recommend?" Yang Baokun, who was sitting in a chair, said.

"That's right. That's him. Fang Mo naturally knew Yang Baokun's contempt, but she felt that Jiangyang was no worse than Tian Yuan, and Fang Mo's personality was also quite straightforward, she introduced: "He is very good, and the shining new anchors of Hu Province Satellite TV want him to go straight to the finals, but I dug him up." ”

Yang Baokun's expression did not change: "Jiang Yang, do you know the column that has been passionate for a long time?"

"I understand that this show accompanied me in my teenage years. ”

"Then do you think you are suitable for this show, and what are your advantages over others?" Yang Baokun looked at Jiang Yang and continued to ask.

"I can't say I'm definitely better than others compared to others, but when it comes to the right passion for a long time, I think I'm the most suitable. If I can participate in the recording of the show, I will add to the show. Jiang Yang thought for a while and said.

Jiang Yang did not directly show that he was superior to Tianyuan, nor did he have any excessive self-promotion. Compared with the oily hosting style in Tianyuan's mouth, Jiang Yang's rare calmness surprised Yang Baokun: "Young man, you keep saying that you are suitable for passion for a long time, so where are your advantages?"

Passion for a long time is a national entertainment program, the purpose of the program is to entertain the whole people, super baby show, charming red star are entertainment shows for audiences of different ages.

The super baby show naturally has to be able to play with children, and the charming red star is an amateur singing and requires being good at music, which is naturally Jiangyang's strength.

Jiang Yang raised his head, but said confidently without arrogance: "Super Baby Show, this is a show for babies, you need to communicate with babies and understand the baby's world." Compared to a 30-year-old or older host, I am younger, more able to play with the babies, and less disobedient, more natural and friendly. This point, I believe that Yang Producer should agree with it. As for the charismatic red star, he needs the host to have a certain degree of musical literacy and sing with amateurs, I think I have always been good at singing. A musically literate host can give full play to his advantages on this show, I am honest. ”

"Yes, you think you're a good singer, so wouldn't you mind singing a song to us?"

Yang Baokun doesn't believe in Jiang Yang, but as the chief of the production team, he needs to make the clearest positioning according to the characteristics of the host, if Jiang Yang has something unique, such as good singing, this can be amplified in the show, as Jiang Yang's characteristics.

Jiang Yang smiled: "Of course I don't mind, then I might as well sing a song I wrote myself." ”

"A song you wrote yourself?" Yang Baokun was even more stunned by Jiang Yang.

Jiang Yang asked lightly: "Yes, I wrote my own songs, but I need a guitar, can you find me a guitar in the station?"

Seeing that Jiang Yang was about to sing, Fang Mo was very excited, got up and said, "I can find it, you wait for me for a while, I'll go to the stage to find one." ”

When the two of them waited, Yang Baokun looked at Jiang Yang: "Jiang Yang, do you have any other specialties?"

"I, I can speak Korean, can this be considered a specialty?" Jiang Yang frowned and asked uncertainly.

"Do you speak Korean? However, there are not many opportunities for our station to invite Korean artists. Yang Baokun is a little distressed, in fact, it is not that there are few opportunities, but that River Provincial Satellite TV has basically not invited Korean artists.

This is also Yang Baokun's own scar.

Nowadays, other satellite TV has aimed the market overseas, but Hexing Satellite TV has geographical resources close to the capital, but it has not been able to invite some Korean stars.

"Producer Yang, in fact, in the future, our station will have the opportunity to invite Korean artists, and at that time, I can host. From this point on, I still have an advantage, don't I?"

Jiang Yang spoke in a low-key manner, even if he had advantages, he could see that he was introverted, and Yang Baokun's impression of Jiang Yang had become a little better at this time.

When Fang Mo borrowed the guitar, Jiang Yang had already laughed with Yang Baokun amicably, Yang Baokun saw the guitar brought it, and pointed: "Oh, the guitar has been found for you, you can sing, but I can remind you that until now, my impression of you is not bad, don't sing, you leak your breath." ”

Jiang Yang shook his head and quietly hugged the guitar.

After tuning the tone, the guitar tone sounded normal, Jiang Yang played the prelude that he was familiar with in his previous life.

The slow sound of the guitar came from the quiet room, Jiang Yang did not have a show-off SOLO, but the fingers that swept the strings were precise and free, and it could be seen that the guitar had been playing well for some years.

As soon as the strings were buttoned, Jiang Yang's voice was sung, it was the song "Has Anyone Told You" from the person in his previous life, but his voice was a little more youthful sadness and youthful rebellion than the former, just like the kind of amazement when a dandelion lost its way.

"When the train pulls into this strange city, it's neon that I've never seen before. ”

"When I opened the letter you sent me at the time of parting, I suddenly felt a great sense of longing. ”

Jiang Yang's eyes were calm at this time, and his singing carried a quiet power, just two sentences, and a wave of sadness hit and filled the entire room.

Yang Baokun has not heard moving songs, but just like now, just two sentences, he sang it into his heart, and Jiang Yang was the first person to feel sour.

He straightened up, a little unsure, this song was really sung by him.

"In a city that never sleeps in winter when there is no snow, I hear people cheering and people crying. Jiang Yang's voice continued, and his hand slowly plucked the strings: "I have long been used to shuttling through the dark night full of temptation, but I can't forget your face." ”

"Has anyone ever told you that I love you so much, has anyone ever cried in your diary? ”

"Has anyone ever told you that I care, I care about the distance of the city. ”

"Ha, ha, ha. ”

"Ahh ”

Entering the relatively long-key chanting of the music, Jiang Yang's focused gaze and melancholy eyes seemed to recall the past, and the singing, his appearance, looking at it, made people recall the past.

I thought that there was such a person who would care about himself and who he had cared about.

thought of that year, the girl he loved and his north and south, and then had to break up because of reality, and at the parting station, the two hugged and cried.

Jiang Yang's music continues, and with his natural voice and solid singing skills, he has turned all the external decorations of singing into invisible. His sometimes euphemistic and sometimes affectionate singing voice amazed Fang Mo and Yang Baokun what this seventeen-year-old boy had gone through to sing such a beautiful song.

He doesn't have any superficial fancy forms, he doesn't have any skills, he is completely sincere and sincere, he has developed "acting" and "singing" to two extremes, acting is extremely simple, singing heartily, this is definitely a perfect performance of a mature singer.

It's a very high level of singing!

However, all this happened to a seventeen-year-old boy, which, this is definitely a miracle!

Fang Mo was fascinated, she looked at Jiang Yang's pupils, and found that the child's dark eyes seemed to have crystals, and he was moved by the song.

He himself was moved to tears!

Fang Mo also likes to sing, she knows that if she wants to move others when she sings a song, the first thing is to move herself. Jiang Yang did it, and his singing not only moved himself, but also moved others.

Fang Mo thought of when she was young, her father's departure brought her those gloomy days, thought of her mother's hard work to raise herself and her sisters, and thought of the hardships she had endured in the army, every scene, just like yesterday.

The guitar stopped, and the singing had long since stopped, but the feeling of "lingering sounds, three days of taste" was getting stronger and stronger, and they were stunned there, Yang Baokun and Fang Mo had not yet come out of the feeling of that song.

They were reminiscing, reminiscing about the warm, magnetic sound, and letting that sound touch their souls.

Long.

I was moved for a long time.