I saw a middle-aged man with a strong aura standing high on the stage, holding a microphone at the moment, looking into the distance with affectionate eyes, as if looking at the beautiful figure that did not exist in front of him, and the touching singing continued to sound, entering the ears of the audience.

At this time, the lights above the auditorium had already dimmed, and from time to time a few soft lights swept past the seats.

Many spectators looked at the familiar singer on the stage, and from time to time let out fierce cheers and rhythmic applause, in order to echo each other and show their inner worship.

That's right, this is the singer Qiu Ming, who has retired to the entertainment industry for many years, and I don't know how the organizer invited this big guy, which made many viewers and people in front of the TV feel a strong surprise.

Especially people in the 80s have the deepest feelings about this, because the god of song sings the thoughts and feelings of a generation.

At the end of the song, Qiu Ming bent slightly to the audience under the stage, as a sign of politeness, straightened his body, waved his hand, and immediately caused a burst of fierce cheers and cheers, the wrinkles in the corners of his eyes moved, he smiled, lifted the microphone, put it in front of his mouth, his teeth and lips moved slightly, and a Mandarin with a Cantonese accent sounded. After many years, from a hairy boy who didn't understand anything when he first stepped into society, to now he has stepped into the age of knowing the destiny of heaven, time flies so fast, and he slips through his fingers unconsciously, hehe, I'm very happy to be on the stage, meet you again"

"The wrinkles at the corners of the eyes mean that the god of song has gradually become old, hey, it's really old."

"Time flies, why do you suddenly feel sad"

"The hair of the god of song is also vaguely dyed with a layer of gray, and the years are unstoppable"

"People will always get old, but at the age of the god of songs, he is still so handsome, which is really enviable."

"Although people are old, but the demeanor is still the same as back then, the charm remains, and the singing voice has become more vicissitudes, in this singing voice full of years of precipitation, it makes the artistic conception of the song played by the other party a step further, it seems that after the years of retirement, the god of song still maintains this singing skill, and is not selected into the floating life of drunken gold fans"

"It's amazing, my brother, to be able to understand such a meaning in just one sentence, admire"

"One more song, one more song"

"Yes, God of Song, one more song"

"One More Song"

“......”

Although Qiu Ming's Mandarin is a little difficult to understand, the reason why he is awkward is because the other party was born in Hong Kong.

But for some reason, everyone just heard it clearly, and then looked at the huge screen hanging above the high platform to clearly project the other party's figure, and then looked at the wrinkles on his face, he also felt a burst of sadness, and kept ringing discussions, until finally, it converged into a deafening shout, the sound was so loud that people felt deaf for a while, and even this piercing sound was directly transmitted out of the venue, making the figure wandering outside the gate slightly stunned, a little curious about what happened.

"Time flies, and the light is fleeting. Hehe, everyone is still so enthusiastic, thank you" Qiu Ming stopped, looked at the many audience members who were still looking forward to it, smiled, and continued, "In one sentence, the front and back waves push the front sea, and the front waves die on the beach, and now it is the world of young people"

"Not old, you're still so handsome"

"Yes, yes, it's getting more and more sassy, oh, no, it's getting cuter the older you get"

"Let's do it again, the singing is so good, I want to listen to it forever"

"Not old, have us with you"

“........”

Listening to the other party's regretful words, some of the emotional audience looked at the extraordinary singer Qiu Ming on the stage, their eyes were slightly red, and bursts of touching words kept coming out of their mouths.

"To be honest, everyone still supports me so much, I'm very moved" Qiu Ming's eyes were slightly red, he bowed deeply to the audience, picked up the microphone, took a deep breath, smiled, and then said, "Okay, don't say much politely, now I have to invite our ageless male god, public lover Liu Dehua, Hua Zai" After saying that, he waved goodbye and turned to leave.

There was a burst of regret from the crowd, followed by a soft music that drowned out the voices of the crowd.

The music is getting more and more intense, and the rhythm is so strong that you can't help but shake your head with it.

The stage lights flickered and rotated, and with a slightly vicissitudes of singing, the lights gathered high in the sky.

Without waiting for everyone to be puzzled, they saw a mature man with flapping wings slowly descending from this soft light, and the rendering of the light made this person shrouded in white light, looking divine and extraordinary.

"Angels?"

"What a sacred feeling"

"Uh, can you fly, is there any black technology?"

"Black wool, isn't this just hanging Weiya, a bunch of fools"

“......”

When the people in the audience saw this scene, their mouths opened slightly, looking a little surprised, and they whispered with their companions next to them.

That's right, the middle-aged man who was hung in the air by Weiya was Liu Dehua, who was known as the public lover, I saw him wave his hand, his dark eyes flashed with a little starlight, he lifted the microphone, his mouth moved, and a soft and heartwarming singing voice came out of his mouth, spread around, and into everyone's hearts.

The soft lights, the white wings, the vicissitudes of singing, and the touching lyrics, the four are one, which is not as simple as one plus one, which makes people give birth to the word sacred from the bottom of their hearts.

Immediately afterwards, I saw Liu Dehua finally arrive at the high platform, and gently stepped on the high platform, the white wings behind him trembled, and the white feathers in the huge screen kept emerging and falling, and the whole scene made people look very beautiful.

"Wow, can you do this?"

"It's incredible, it's ......"

"Only more beautiful, not the most beautiful"

"This is Birch Boy's famous song "Angel", plus this scene, it is estimated that it will set off a heated discussion again, it is really not old"

“......”

The beautiful scene can always attract the attention of many audiences, and there are many discussions at the moment, dispelling the sorrow of the departure of the god of song.

At the end of the song, Liu Dehua made an impeccable gentlemanly etiquette to everyone, then took a few steps back, and disappeared into the dark curtain under the reluctant gaze of everyone.

Without too much stopping, a slightly low and sad music sounded again, this time not from the sky, but from the lifting platform on the high platform, a person wearing pink clothes, looking full of charm, it was Zhang Hanyin, sweet and sad lyrics came out of his mouth.

Five minutes later, with the exit of Zhang Hanyin, the little diva Zhang Hanyin, a cheerful melody came out again, Zhou Tian appeared from the black curtain, singing while walking, bursts of cheerful singing continued to enter the hearts of the audience, walked up the long staircase, and stepped on the high platform.

Five minutes later, Zhou Tian also disappeared into the shadows.

"Thank you very much to the singer and the three judges for bringing us such a beautiful song, and of course, everyone in the audience and everyone in front of the TV, and then it's time for our contestants to appear."