Chapter 57: Existence

Happy Guo's face is really not good-looking. I didn't expect to see the people I least wanted to see at this humble music festival. Pimple Liang saw that the boss's face was not good, and hurriedly said, "Boss, do you want it~"

"You don't have a brain~" Gao Xinguo slapped the back of the pimple on the back of the head, and said helplessly: "Wait! As soon as next year's party congress passes, this kid will be reimbursed!"

"Did this kid offend Gao Shao?" Director Liu said with a smile: "What a coincidence!"

"What?" Gao Shao turned his face to look at Director Liu and said, "Director Liu also knows this kid?"

"I also just knew about this kid, if Gao Shao is unhappy!, I may have a way to help Gao Shao breathe!" Director Liu finished with a smile, and then looked at Zheng Yiyi with deep meaning.

Zheng Yiyi was instantly creepy, and she felt like she was being stared at by a poisonous snake.

"Thank you, thank you!" Wang Yi took the microphone and walked to the center of the stage and said loudly: "We are the band of the Blue Time Bar, I am Wang Yi, and now we will bring you another song "Existence"!"

How many people are walking but stuck in place

How many live as if they were dead

How many people love but it seems to be separated

How many people laughed but were full of tears

Who knows where we're going

Who understands what life has changed

Whether to find an excuse to continue living

Or spread your wings and keep your anger going

How do I exist

Han Wei has been in the media industry for nearly 20 years, and ordinary songs can't move him, but Wang Yi's songs really moved him, and countless memories came one after another. Those struggles on the way forward, those who bow down and lose their dignity, and those who make sacrifices for their ideals. For a while, the five flavors were mixed.

That year, I borrowed money from everywhere to start a business and mortgaged my house to a bank. A fart kid shouting for a movie!

That year, the investment failed, and I hid everywhere and did odd jobs to pay back.

That year, in addition to meeting a noble person and paying off the accounts, he began to shoot his first movie in the true sense. Thinking about it at that time, I was really working hard, in order to make a good movie, everyone in the crew couldn't be mean, they could only be mean. He knew that he hadn't come to play the producer's head yet, and he hadn't come to spend as much as he could, because every penny saved was his own.

That year, in order to pass the trial, he went to give gifts like a thief in the middle of the night. I was almost caught as a thief by the security guards. I can still recall the mood at the moment when I gave away the money, trembling, scared, and distressed by dripping blood.

That year, on the day of the premiere, I squatted at the door of the cinema in the winter and waited for the screening to end, not to save movie tickets, but to dare not watch it, for fear of failure.

That year, he succeeded, the movie was a big hit at the box office, and his company became famous. He became more and more sleek, and he was able to maneuver between all kinds of people. I have learned a lot of things, such as compromise, such as exchange, such as out of ***, such as knocking out teeth and swallowing in the stomach, such as spitting and drying!

That year, he became a leader in the private industry. So I was proud, thinking that I could do anything, because an actor had a grudge with others, and overnight, he was in danger, the company was blocked, the actor was beaten, and the movie was banned. He fell into the clouds, looked for people everywhere to make peace, and finally knelt in front of the person to offer tea, and escaped.

Han Wei has too many pictures that he doesn't want to recall in front of him, and there are too many grievances that need to be relieved!

How many times to be glorious and yet humiliated

How many times I have been in ecstasy, but I have been in pain

How many times have I been happy but my heart is like a knife

How many times have you been brilliant but lost your soul

Who knows where we should dream

Who understands what dignity has fallen

Whether or not to find a reason to go with the flow

Or brave yourself to break free from the cage

How do I exist

"Drummer Chen Le!Ah Le~" Wang began to introduce the band members loudly, Ah Le laughed, a string of beautiful rhythms sounded, at this moment everyone had a new understanding of the level of drummers, applause like waves. Wang Yi walked up to Li Li, pointed at Li Li, and shouted: "Bass Li Li!" Li Li did not raise his head, but leaned back slightly! A series of powerful bass struck people's hearts, and their heartbeats seemed to be synchronized with them.

"Guitar! Yaya!" Wang Yi shouted, Yaya walked quickly to the middle of the stage, this petite girl, at this moment, burst out with endless charm, one by one, beating like an elf, Wang Yi suddenly ran over, followed Yaya to play, the guitars of the two seemed to have life, confiding in each other.

"Keyboard!! Chen Jiani!!" When the chasing light hit Chen Jiani, the fan blew Chen Jiani's long hair, like a frost fairy! On the big screens on both sides, Chen Jiani's ten fingers were clearly seen dancing on the black and white keys, light and smart. The beautiful music also hovers mischievously in the air and burrows into people's ears.

At this moment, everyone was conquered by the strength of this band, and everyone showed their personal charm at this moment! Wang Yi walked to the middle of the stage and continued to sing.

Who knows where we're going

Who understands what life has changed

Whether to find an excuse to continue living

Or spread your wings and keep your anger going

Who knows where we should dream

Who understands what dignity has fallen

Whether or not to find a reason to go with the flow

Or brave yourself to break free from the cage

How do I exist

Most of the audience was hit by that heart-rending pain, all living beings, who were not up and down in this hundred thousand red dust, struggling to survive. Ordinary people are confused, miserable, depressed and sad as they bother to make ends meet. Modern society has brought too many questions to everyone, what is our goal? What is the meaning of our life? We live habitually every day, busy, and drifting with the flow, just like zombies, living without feeling and without purpose. I can't find my own presence.

Everyone is asking themselves, how am I supposed to exist?

This song made Zheng Yiyi burst into tears, she has worked tirelessly all these years, forgetting love, abandoning family affection, and even selling her dignity, for what? Is it the glamour in front of people, or the actual money, is she sticking to her dreams, or is she inertia drifting with the flow? Zheng Yiyi can't tell the difference, but the rhetorical question at this moment points straight to the heart, tearing up a lot of self-righteous excuses, it turns out that looking directly at his own unbearable is so painful.

"Thank you, thank you!" Wang Yi thanked the audience in a huge round of applause. "Please give a round of applause to my friends behind me once again, thank them for bringing such beautiful music, do you want to listen to it?" Wang Yi finished speaking, leaning sideways and making a gesture of listening. The audience responded loudly: "I want to !!"

Wang smiled and said, "Okay! Now we will bring you another song "Kyoto Kyoto." After speaking, Wang Yi plugged the microphone into the microphone stand and closed his eyes. That's when the music played.

How many Kyoto rafters are in Kyoto? But at least eighty percent of the audience who came were Jingpiao. This song expresses the helplessness of the life of the Kyopyo people, as well as the longing, hesitation, sadness, despair, and helplessness of Kyoto. Moaning, mourning, weeping, despair, and death are heard in this song.

Reflecting the life of the Jingpiao people and shouting out their hearts, it will inevitably arouse the strong resonance of the majority of the Jingpiao people, and will inevitably resonate with all the people at the bottom of the society. Poetry and poetry, this song can be called the sound of longing, sadness and despair.

After singing a song, the audience was silent, countless people were immersed in the song, unable to extricate themselves, and countless people's eyes were moist at the moment. After a long time, there was a sparse applause, and then the applause hit like a storm!!