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He Jiong stood on the final stage of my song.

After he sent away a group of singers Nicholas Tse and Wu Qilong, he welcomed the new group again: "The next group of singers to appear on the stage is a pair that I personally like very much. ”

"First of all, they belong to original singers, they are still newcomers, and in the past month, their names can be said to have spread to thousands of households."

"I heard that today, these two people have written a new song specifically for participating in my song. We especially welcome such newcomers and original singers to our stage where I am a singer, and we are very willing to help these beautiful songs get better development through the stage of my songs. ”

He Jiong's mouth is full of chapters, every group of players on stage, he can always find the shining point on his body, carry out publicity, and say that people are comfortable and just right.

He Jiong said: "The next person who is going to take the stage is Meng Zhu and his guest Qingbai. Looking forward to their wonderful performances on stage. Please! ”

After speaking, He Jiong stepped down, and Qingbai still chose to enter through the dark passage, although this time, the singer passage of my song, Qingbai can go from there.

However, Qingbai still likes to walk through this dark road, at least, this short road can allow him to quickly sort himself out and enter the environment of the song.

Meng Zhu stood on the stage first, and the applause immediately rose.

Qingbai came up from the dark passage, but Mango Tai directly prepared a beam of chasing light at the exit this time, the light was a little dazzling, and Qingbai was a little unaccustomed to it.

Under the illumination of the light, there is no need to render anything, the audience is used to looking at the blue and white mask, and speaking of which, the audience's psychology has also undergone a slight change.

Although this is not the stage of the masked singer, it is the stage of my songs. But which stage Qingbai is on, the audience is familiar with him, and they all know that Qingbai's mask is also a unique scenery.

The previous time, Qingbai carved a foothill at the edge of the mask and an elderly couple, but this time, Xi Qing carved a boy on the whiteboard mask.

The boy followed the old couple, and his parents held his hand, and the attentive spectators suddenly realized that the mother's hand had been reserved for the boy last time, and the boy would hold his mother's hand, but there was no disharmony.

In other words, when carving the old couple, Qingbai took into account the existence of a boy.

At this point, on this picture, with parents and sons, some of the audience thought that in fact, this parent and child are their own families depicted in Qingbai.

And the notes, including the hills, including the microphone, are the story of this boy.

It's like a poem is spread out, so before they start singing, everyone is attracted by Qingbai.

Zhao Liying was in the front row of the scene, as the goddess of the mango Golden Eagle who supported Meng Zhu and Qingbai, when she sat down, she was looking forward to this new song like thousands of viewers on the scene and in front of the TV.

Speaking of which, after listening to this song, Zhao Liying was very moved, although this song may be written about Qingbai's own story, but in fact, it is not written for herself?

I have worked hard in the entertainment industry for so many years, isn't she also a big girl chasing dreams?

When the audience, including Zhao Liying, praised the carving, Xi Qing was already standing in the center of the stage with Meng Zhu.

Qingbai, who was holding a guitar, wore a black T-shirt today, with his favorite acoustic guitar hanging on his shoulders, a blue guitar belt, striped trousers, and leather shoes.

At the beginning of the music, Xi Qing's hand repeatedly rubbed the strings with his fingers to make a clasp and strum. For.. Wow, the guitar rushes out, and the bass cuts in.

Both give off a simple, yet profoundly moving prelude. The tune, with each pluck, is like tugging at the listener's heart.

In the sound of music, Xi Qing looked at the crowd with his warm eyes, as if he wanted to turn himself into a light and shine into people's hearts.

Then, his magnetic voice came out: "That year, my parents took me to see the hills, at that time, their backs were still straight as pine, and after ten years, the little boy of that year had grown up, and his youth was like a rushing river, and he would never return. We didn't have time to say goodbye. “

"Today, we're old boys." Meng Zhu said: "And the dream is still so far away, should we give up?" ”

Then, the two slowly approached each other, and then their hands clasped together: life is like a ruthless carving knife, changing our appearance, before it blooms, it will wither. I've had dreams. “

"I'm not going to give up."

The recitation of the two is like a stage play, and the warm and magnetic voices of the two are excellent timbre in the musical quality, with an indelible vicissitudes of life.

The audience fell into the plot all of a sudden, and then looked at the shallow carving on the carving, and only then did they understand the profound meaning of Qingbai.

Zhao Liying sat in the front row, she could see the blue and white eyes, the eyes were full of emotion, and the charm of the song invaded herself little by little, although she hadn't sung yet, Zhao Liying felt sad.

That's the person I love day and night

How do I express it?

Will she accept me

Just when the affectionate recitation made people's hearts faintly feel pain, and before the scars could be repaired, Meng Zhu's voice sang first. And just a few sentences, you can hear the timbre full of a kind of granularity of the story, and the precipitated sound carries a kind of power, growing wildly towards the place where people's hearts are frantically growing.

After substituting people into it in a few more sentences, the voice that seemed to be stained with tears broke out of the air at this time.

Maybe I'll never say that to her

I'm destined to wander the world

How can there be care

Xi Qing plucked the strings, and in the next second, the bass and solo drums were added, and Qingbai's voice had more power after the injection of the instrument, and after hearing Qingbai's singing again, Zhao Liying felt that it sounded better than during the rehearsal, and it was better than any time she had heard Qingbai sing before.

Yes, Meng Zhu's singing is the precipitation of the years, full of feelings, and Xi Qing's voice has an indescribable taste, that is, just listening to him sing a word, Zhao Liying felt that he was incomprecably moved in his heart:

Dreams are always out of reach

Is it time to give up

It is the rainy season when the flowers bloom and fall

Spring, where are you

Zhao Liying understands why she is sad and heartbroken in the next few sentences, the lyrics of this song are too appropriate, she has been alone in the entertainment industry for so long, and girls of the same age as herself are married and have children, but she still insists on this road, and her eyes are suddenly red.

And this will, Zhao Liying is the only one who feels that his heart is being torn apart.

Meng Zhu walked to the center of the stage, and his voice kept rising, as if he had started a duel with Qingbai, but when it was a duel, it was actually the inner cry of the two old boys:

Youth is like a rushing river

If you don't come back, it's too late to say goodbye

All that left me was numb

There is no blood of the year

Qingbai faced the crowd on the other side of the stage, and he really began to release his emotions with Meng Zhu in the music: look at the flowers floating in the sky

Wither in the most beautiful moment

Who will remember the world it came

It came to those three words, and Qingbai sang a timbre that transcended age, the voice crossed the relative time and space, and the powerful magnetic field had already grasped the hearts of all the audience on the stage, including the TV.

And many viewers clenched their fists, and forgot to close their open mouths, only feeling the excitement and wanton running in their chests.