Chapter Eighty-Nine: That Graceful Style

The three of them stepped onto the stage of the show, the lights focused on them, the audience gradually quieted down, the audience was ready to wait for their performance, and suddenly a "come on" sound came from below, it was Li Yunsheng.

The first to notice that something was wrong was the host Wang Yanmiao who was standing next to the stage, the band was obviously four people, why only He Bangwei and the three of them came up, where did Zhao Fantu go?

A few people in the dormitory who were sitting in the front row also saw that there was a lack of people, and they all knew about the band. guessed that something might have happened, and before it started, Li Yunsheng cheered loudly.

He Bangwei slowly walked to the microphone position in the center of the stage, he could feel the uneasiness of the two bassist and drummer behind him, and when he was about to go on the stage, the lead singer of the band was gone, and he couldn't find it in a hurry. Seeing that he was about to play, in the face of the inquiry of the student union organizers, He Bangwei said decisively: There is no problem, I will sing.

Zhao Fantu has been asking the people in the band to learn this song "Glorious Years" in the past few days, and has been helping them adjust their pronunciation and breath, which is a bit strange to think about now, but it is not the time to pursue it.

He Bangwei held the guitar in his arms, stood straight next to the microphone, and in the focused light, he wore a black bow tie under a neat navy blue suit, which seemed to be quiet and humane.

Looking around slightly, there was a familiar face in the first row, her roommate in the back row, and Liu Jiatong was seen not far away, her expression seemed to be a little surprised; Further back, there were occasional familiar students who went to brush up on physics and English classes, but there were more unfamiliar faces in the room, and their eyes were focused on themselves in the center of the stage.

Slightly bowing his head close to the microphone, He Bangwei made an OK gesture to the two companions without looking back, and then brushed the guitar with his right hand, and the music wafted.

He Bangwei heard the sound of the guitar coming out of the microphone, through the sound arranged in the venue, echoing in the ears of many audiences, and suddenly felt that this feeling was very wonderful, and his consciousness began to spin slightly.

How far a life is going to go

How many years have passed

to get to the end

How long does it take to dream

How much blood and tears

in order to achieve it slowly

……

How far will I have to go in this world to get back to my homeland?

How long will it take me to achieve this dream that seems so far away? In order to return to the hometown of the universe that is floating many light years away?

The original singer Huang Jiaju is the lead singer of the legendary band Beyond, his voice is natural, natural and real, the end note is particularly charming, and more importantly, his singing always contains the most warm and sincere emotions. Despite his untimely death, the song classics endure.

He Bangwei didn't know much about singing skills, but with the blessing of his consciousness, the complex and lonely emotions of a different world and a foreign land were all poured into the songs, and the sound of guitar playing became more and more pure.

With the accompaniment, his singing voice changed from rich to passionate and powerful, but the whole person seemed so quiet and charming under the light, and the contrast between the two had its own style.

Behind the stage, the two companions were driven by him, and their mood slowly calmed down, and the tacit understanding of practicing together for so long gradually came into play.

Wang Yanmiao stood on the side of the stage with a rich expression, she didn't expect He Bangwei to sing this song so beautifully, seeing that she was halfway through the singing, she saw someone holding flowers not far away, it was the support of the members of the Literature and Art Department, and handed the microphone to the male host, she ran over to take the flowers, and went on stage with a smile.

He Bangwei saw Wang Yanmiao holding flowers running over, hugged him, and gave the flowers to himself, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously showed a smile.

Li Yunsheng in the front row smiled at Wang Wei next to him: "There is a hand, I think Vigo's peach blossom luck is coming." ”

Two rows back, Liu Jiatong went from the surprise of seeing He Bangwei as the lead singer on stage at the beginning, to seeing his quiet appearance under the lights, and suddenly felt that something was touched in his heart.

What's wrong with you, why do you like it more and more when you look at it? Liu Jiatong listened to the singing voice in his ears while thinking silently.

At this moment, seeing Wang Yanmiao coming to the stage and seeing the smile on the corner of He Bangwei's mouth, Liu Jiatong felt bitterness in his heart, did he smile at me? The more I thought about it, the more the bitterness deeply infected my heart, and Liu Jiatong came up with a firm thought: I also want to go to the stage to send flowers!

Thinking of doing it, this Northeast girl got up from her seat, ignored the inquiry of her roommate next to her, and walked to the aisle, where Sun Hui was seated, he deliberately chose a position in Liu Jiatong's row, holding a bouquet of flowers in his hand, and heard him say that he was going to give it to a friend named Ke Haihua.

Seeing Liu Jiatong coming, Sun Hui just smiled, and before he could speak, he heard Liu Jiatong say in a low and hurried voice: "Borrow your flowers for use." Then the girl snatched a bouquet of bright roses from his lap and hurried down the aisle to the stage.

Sun Hui's face darkened suddenly, and when he heard someone next to him, "That's the school flower" and "She went to offer flowers", his face became even more hideous in the dark.

He Bangwei on the stage was almost finished singing, and he saw a beautiful figure running down the aisle, it was his friend Liu Jiatong, oh, who was also here to send flowers.

Nodding slightly, He Bangwei sang non-stop.

Liu Jiatong ran onto the stage, only to feel that his heart was "poof, poof" jumping faster and faster, seeing the man under the light at close range, seeing that his eyes were shining at this time, he didn't have time to think about it, hugged He Bangwei, and took the opportunity to say in his ear: "Your graceful demeanor is too wonderful." ”

Then the girl put the delicate rose in He Bangwei's arms, turned around and got off the stage.

I smiled when I saw you, your graceful demeanor was so wonderful, He Bangwei had this lyric in his heart, and suddenly remembered the girl who screamed and rode a bicycle at night.

Sinking down, He Bangwei sang the last few lines at the end of "Glorious Years".

The tide comes and goes, and the world changes

Welcome to the glory days

Dedicate your life to it

After singing this sentence, a burst of realization rose in my heart, maybe I have to work hard for the rest of my life, take a deep breath, He Bangwei feels that he has completed a heart for the previous "He Bangwei".

Bending down in greeting, Ho picked up another bouquet he had placed under the microphone and turned to look at the two bandmates.

The applause at the venue was thunderous, and Chen Shiyuan and Fang An, who stood up straight, put away their musical instruments, their eyes were full of joy.

At this time, the applause of the audience has not stopped, and the audience's ears will not deceive themselves, they can hear what kind of singing is good, touching, and beautiful.

Sun Hui witnessed Liu Jiatong's pride and cheerfulness when he ran back from the stage, and heard the person next to him ask "Is it the boyfriend of the school girl on the stage", the unwillingness that the arrangement did not work was intertwined with the unhappiness of long-term savings, and his anger rose, and he couldn't help but explode violently.

Sun Hui got up from his seat, pointed his finger at He Bangwei, and shouted loudly and briskly as he walked.

"Wait! You plagiarist! ”

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