Chapter 497: Is There Such a Song?
"Wake up, really wake up!"
"Oh my God! Miracle! Masaki's friend was really awakened by his singing!"
"This, this is unbelievable!
All kinds of voices whispered in the crowd under the stage, looking at the scene in front of them, some people were shocked, some people were surprised, and some people were naturally a little skeptical. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
"I'm really awake!Fan Cheng is awake!" And where the first class was located, there was a sudden deafening cheer, at this moment, including Zhou Qingmei, the forty-five people in the class, all stood up, their faces were full of excitement, and they couldn't believe that the scene on the stage was true or false, they knew best, they saw this miraculous scene with their own eyes, and everyone's hearts were more surprised than happy.
Liu Lu covered her mouth, tears involuntarily slipped down the corners of her eyes, these days, she witnessed the sadness and sadness of Zhengji for Fancheng, and she was also deeply guilty for causing Fancheng to be like this, and now, finally, she was able to get rid of the guilty feelings, Fancheng woke up, and the invisible boulder that pressed on her heart disappeared at the moment, more joy and relief.
"Mom, where's my dad?" Fan Cheng looked at his emaciated mother, suddenly thought of something, and asked.
"He, he has something to do, he didn't come", Zhang Biyun heard Fan Cheng ask like this, her heart was sour, but she couldn't hold back the tears that were about to snatch her eyes again, and squeezed out a smile and said, how dare she tell her son the truth, she can only use temporary lies to reassure him.
Zhengji listened to it on the side, his eyes also darkened slightly, thinking of Fan Jianguo, who had lost his right leg in the hospital now, he suddenly didn't dare to face Fan Cheng, who had regained his senses.
"How long have I been asleep?" Fan Cheng looked around with a somewhat confused look in his eyes.
"It's been more than a month," Masaki said softly.
"A month, good guys, I've slept enough, but you're in a concert?" Fan Cheng didn't change his humorous and humorous temperament, a hint of a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then a hint of crampedness appeared on his face, only then did he remember the environment he was in at the moment, looked at the camera not far away and the crowd under the audience and said.
"Well, I've graduated," Masaki nodded, looked at Fan Cheng's somewhat flushed face, and asked with some concern, "What's wrong?"
"No, I'm just a little nervous, I've never seen such a big battle", Fan Cheng secretly glanced at the dense people under the stage a little shyly, thought for a while and said: "It's not good for us to be like this, you continue, I'll go and listen."
Zhengji smiled when he heard this, patted him on the shoulder, nodded and said to Zhang Biyun: "Auntie, then you can take him to the stage, when the performance is over, I will look for you", although there are too many things to say to Fan Cheng, but at this moment, it is indeed not the time.
After such a short episode, Zhengji's mood has been completely different, and a piece of heart in his heart is gone, and when he sings, the audience in the audience also clearly feels his cheerful mood, less melancholy, and more free.
Happy time, always pass quickly, unconsciously, the enthusiasm of the teachers and students of the political discipline responders, singing one song after another, his voice is a little dumb, the audience is also dumb, sweat mixed with the breath of youth, thrown on the stage, to the end, all the students in the audience stood up, shaking the light stick in their hands, in the night sky a little shimmering with the song of Zhengji, this night, for them, may be the most memorable night in this life, for Zhengji, maybe the same.
The stars are shining, the moonlight is like a rainbow, and time is quietly passing through midnight in joy, and with the end of the concert, Masaki waved his hand and said goodbye to the audience.
"Goodbye everyone, thank you for your company tonight, thank you for making my life more exciting, every student in the first class of high school, thank you for your three-year companionship, thank you! Tonight's concert, this is the end! I hope I will have the opportunity to accompany you in the future," Masaki wiped the beads of sweat on his head, even if his physical strength was as good as his, in this atmosphere, he was completely let go, looking at every face in the audience, he bowed deeply.
"No, don't go!
"Masaji! Don't go!"
The audience soon sounded reluctant shouts, one after another to save the voice, almost everyone, at this moment, are unwilling to let the political discipline leave, the good time, no one is willing to let go, most people know, this parting, and then to and political discipline like today, I am afraid it is far away, for a while, there are girls began to cry.
Masaki looked at the scene in the audience, with a smile on his face that he couldn't help them, looked at the sky, slowly raised the microphone, and the soft voice, after the amplification of the microphone, calmed down the hustle and bustle of the audience: " Sending you a thousand miles must be goodbye in the end, there is no banquet in the world, just like our youth, but, since everyone is so reluctant, then, let me finally dedicate a song to you, I hope you can always remember this song, when you are confused, when you are sad, you can remember the song you sang today, smooth the wrinkles in your hearts, and face a better tomorrow, and move forward!"
The voice of Zhengji, as if it had magical power, gradually disappeared from the audience, and was replaced by a pair of expectant eyes, staring closely at Zhengji on the stage.
The rhythmic drum beat, accompanied by beautiful music, sounded on this last night, and Masaki's voice, which was already slightly hoarse, sounded again at this moment.
"The lights went out
The moon is a lonely night
Watch quietly
Who sleeps alone
The familiar song could be heard in the distance
Why are those voices so weak?
Long time no see
Are you all right now?
You said that
You don't want to be alone
We all live in this city
But why didn't we see each other again?
But they only rub shoulders with strangers."
The audience in the audience was shocked, it was a new song that had never been heard before, and the tune, the music, compared with the previous ones, was the same so extraordinary, just listening to the prelude, you could know that this is probably also a classic, everyone's face showed a look of worship and surprise, Masaki, at this last moment, actually presented a new song for them!
At this moment, the hoarse voice of Masaki is like a glass of aged wine in their ears, bringing them the greatest audio-visual enjoyment, in their eyes, unconsciously accompanied by singing, revealing a look of memory, in the silence, only Masaki's singing and breathing echoed in the heaven and earth.
In a car outside the stadium, a man leaned on the steering wheel, listening quietly, the faint cigarette smoke hissing and burning in the air, and his eyes gradually moistened.
How many days and nights, how many days and nights, I will inadvertently think of that unforgettable face, always like, listening to those love songs, quietly turning over the commemorative book of memories in the car with the lights off, once a flower-like teenager, in love with a flower-like girl, due to fate, each missed, long time no see, I don't know if you are still okay, and now more than ten years have passed unconsciously.
And yesterday's re-encounter, you have become a woman, and you are just like strangers, greeting each other estrangemently, without the warmth and heart you once had.
At this moment, listening to the song of Zhengji, the sourness in his heart suddenly surged like ocean waves.
"There's no such song
will make you gently follow and
Pull us through the past
Remember, it will not be silent
Is there such a song?
It will make you remember me in your heart
Even if the days pass in a hurry
We've walked."
Zhengji's singing, at this moment, suddenly became high, a fierce singing, also deduced from his mouth, in everyone's hearts like a morning bell and dusk drum like a stirring, whirling, shocking, unprecedented feeling, accompanied by this unprecedented beautiful singing, so that the people in the audience, at this moment as if in their hearts to hold a force, can't wait to stand up, run up to the stage and sing with Zhengji.
At this moment, everyone's hearts have emerged with the most beautiful shadow of their own, but at this moment, there is a song, as if ringing in their hearts in the dark, and their mouths are gently humming to the rhythm of the political discipline on the stage.
Jia Xue looked at Zhengji on the stage blankly, her heart was pounding, Zhengji's figure was getting closer and closer in her eyes, more and more clear, and finally, between the whole heaven and earth, it seemed that only his figure was left, filling her heart, she couldn't imagine what a happy thing it would be if she could really stand by his side, listen to him sing love songs for himself, and snuggle up in his arms? If there really is such a day, I am afraid that I will faint happily! At this moment, if a god asks her if she is willing to exchange her twenty years of life for falling in love with Masaki, then her answer must be "yes" without hesitation!"
Not only Jia Xue, but most of the girls present were looking at the political discipline on the stage stupidly at the moment, and the sweat on their vaguely visible faces wet the hair on the front corners of their foreheads, but it was so heartwarming, today, they are all in love with him, no one can not admit their hearts at this moment, perhaps, after many years, they will still remember this song unforgettable, when singing this song that is destined to be a classic again, the perfect man on this stage with almost no flaws will undoubtedly appear in the memories of each of them, deep and indelibleAt the moment, they all feel like they're in love.
"The truest dream
Do you remember it now
So are you now
A man with a story
It was raining as cold as it was in the sky
Fall in the same world
Yesterday is getting more and more distant
......”
In the singing, above the stage, suddenly a huge firework bloomed, as if in response to this beautiful singing, the colorful light reflected between the sky and the earth, forming a colorful color on everyone's face, just like their current mood, one by one, fireworks formed various shapes in the air, pushing the atmosphere of the scene to the most!