"Don't worry, wait a minute, this young man is very good. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

On the stage, Li Jingshu was full of praise for Lin Qiubai.

"Lao Li successfully piqued my interest."

"Then it's hard to wait a minute."

The four members of the vertical and horizontal group are all big names, but now they are collectively waiting for a little-known "offspring". This posture is simply not too exaggerated.

A minute later, Lin Qiubai appeared on the stage, and the lights on the stage had long been extinguished.

He straightened his chest in the dark, straightened his suit, took a deep breath, and then turned to nod at the staff.

The staff picked up the walkie-talkie and began to inform the groups.

"Okay, he's coming." Lao Li said with a smile.

The audience applauded!

I'm looking forward to it.

Even the old-timers of the vertical and horizontal group have praised this person, so the singing brought by this unknown guest must be delicious enough!

Maybe it will end this concert perfectly.

Is it the Heavenly King?

Which king is it?

I don't know, we can only wait and see!

……

Leather shoes step on the stage, making a rhythmic sound. Lin Qiubai walked to the center of the stage. There was a piano there, and the faint light outlined his face.

Bang!

The lights are on.

Lin Qiubai was completely exposed.

In an instant, the applause stopped abruptly and was replaced by one sentence after another of invective.

"Scum! Get off the stage! ”

"Scum! You don't deserve to stand on the stage, how far to roll away! ”

"Who is the person who came out? How was he scolded by the audience as soon as he appeared. ”

"You don't know the famous obscenity... Blasphemy Demon Lin Qiubai? Three years ago, he molested ......

Forget it, you don't have to worry so much, just scold him. He's a piece of garbage! ”

"Yes, just scold him! This kind of scum deserves to be banned for the rest of his life! ”

"Lin Qiubai is scum, scum, and garbage! Should be shot! ”

The 80,000 spectators were talking and scolding louder and louder.

"Scum, get off the stage!"

"Scum, get off the stage!"

The scolding was overwhelming.

Lin Qiubai stood still and smiled bitterly.

And in the middle of the audience, just below Lin Qiubai's left, a long-haired girl looked up, and her nose was sour for no reason. Her name is Meng Jing, and she is a member of the cabbage group, and the reason why she came was to witness the historic moment when Lin Qiubai clarified herself, but she didn't expect it......

This moment would be so impersonal!

Three people become tigers, let alone 80,000 people? The overwhelming verbal violence may cut Xiaobai's heart to a thousand holes, right?

"You are not allowed to scold him!"

Miss Meng Jing stood up and roared, but her voice was instantly muffled, and someone pushed her viciously.

Her cry is a drop in the bucket.

She suddenly thought that in the past three years, Xiaobai has probably survived like this, right?

Whether in the mall or on the street, they will be pointed at and even insulted.

How much mental capacity does this require?

Miss Meng Jing was very distressed, so painful that she wanted to throw herself into Xiaobai's arms and cry, wanting to tell him to give up.

In the situation that Wanfu pointed out, Xiaobai still had to train himself without slackening, learning musical instruments, learning to compose music, even dancing, and exercising his body......

His training intensity is two or three times more intensive than that of the artists produced on the Korean assembly line!

When the artists of the Korean trainee company began to rest, Lin Qiubai was still practicing.

When the artist of the Korean trainee company got up, he had already practiced dancing for two hours.

Isn't it just to be able to clarify everything in the past three years?

But the reality is so cruel, no one cares about his efforts, no one cares about the truth, just brainless spraying, brainless scolding!

Miss Meng Jing couldn't control her emotions anymore, broke free from her seat, and ran to Lin Qiubai on the stage, crying as she ran.

"Xiaobai, let's stop singing, let's go!"

She begged.

Lin Qiubai shook his head.

"Rumors stop at the wise, in this world, there will always be people who want to know about me, just like you, right?"

Lin Qiubai hugged Miss Meng Jing and comforted.

Li Jingshu, who was sitting in the back, clapped his hands and laughed: "What a rumor stops at the wise!" I bet this kid will have a great future in the future! ”

As he spoke, the accompaniment sounded.

The ocarina whimpered, and in the space of the instrument, the fist-sized air was crying, as if mourning for Lin Qiubai. The sound of the piano struck weakly, like a river in the desert that was about to dry up.

However, these voices were drowned out by the scolding. 80,000 spectators, one after another, scolded one after another, like sharp arrows, piercing his heart with ten thousand arrows.

'My heart is beating out of rhythm......

Nor is it free to dream......

Love is an absolute commitment, not to be said......

Survive a thousand years......

Let the dust drown ......'

Words are good words.

The song is a good song.

Singers are also good singers.

But no one wanted to listen to it, the audience was busy denying everything about Lin Qiubai, and they couldn't listen to Lin Qiubai's pale and weak defense at all.

"Scum, scum, get down, you don't deserve to sing!"

"Scum, scum, get down, you don't deserve to sing!"

"You deserve to be banned!"

'I'm watching you through the ruins......

I can't hold my tears......

All you want to love......'

When Lin Qiubai sang one more sentence, the audience suddenly changed the way of disturbing the order.

They shouted in unison.

Lin Qiubai sang.

They booed once.

The dry boo imposed a break on the song, making the whole song full of holes in an instant.

Lin Qiubai's face was very ugly.

The accompaniment could not go on, the pianist threw the piano and left, and the violinist and drummer left the table one after another.

This Nima's 80,000 viewers booed together, which was completely a smashing concert.

"Little White ......"

Miss Meng Jing held Lin Qiubai's clothes tightly, and at this moment, she felt this kind of helplessness from exhaustion.

"I'll accompany you, Xiaobai, at least you're not alone!"

She hugged Lin Qiubai tightly and burst into tears. If Xiaobai can suffer a little less abuse, she is willing to live ten years less.

Lin Qiubai nodded, closed his eyes, and could only sing a cappella without accompaniment.

Don't wait until a thousand years from now......

Everybody forgot about me......'

When his extremely magnetic voice sang this lyric with infinite melancholy, the 80,000 audience members instantly closed their mouths.

It was as if they had heard a silent accusation.

Don't wait until I'm disheartened, don't wait until I'm gone, you won't know the truth!

Can you think with your brain!?

Can you use your brain to discern the facts!?

This lyric is like a vigorous seed, taking root and sprouting in the hearts of the audience......

They heard a story, heard a sincere feeling, this sincerity, this feeling, so that they couldn't help but throw away their prejudices and sit quietly.

At the moment, there was no boos, no invective. There was only silence. Lin Qiubai finally stretched his brows, his voice trembled, and he devoted himself to singing more emotionally......

The end of the song.

Lingering sounds.

Sparse applause rang out, Lin Qiubai opened his moist eyes, straightened his chest and stood up straight, saluted the band, saluted the audience, didn't say a word, and turned around and left with Miss Meng Jing.

"It's so good to sing, it's moving."

"Knowing that mistakes can be corrected, good is great, we shouldn't hold on to his momentary mistakes."

"I heard in his songs about indomitability, dreams, and faith! I'm a little skeptical, what happened three years ago, is it really as the media said? ”

Someone muttered to himself.

"It's really touching to be able to finish this song under these circumstances......"

The sentimental girl wiped the moist corners of her eyes.

"A Thousand Years Later" really sang into their hearts, and it also changed their opinion of Lin Qiubai.

"What if...... If it hadn't been for that three years ago, maybe he would have a lot of fans, right? ”

Someone made an assumption, although he was very shameful about Lin Qiubai's past deeds, but he still analyzed it pertinently.

"No matter what prejudice there is against him, I must applaud him for today's three-minute performance......"

At this moment, applause exploded!