Chapter 33

On the stage, Zheng Zhi looked at the people standing and cheering in the audience. There was a hint of inexplicable excitement in my heart.

All along, he rarely felt a crowd cheering and applauding him. Once, when he won the NBA, the most he won was not affirmation but doubt.

Yes, he has an impressive track record. But his time to fame was too short. The Warriors he led didn't look like a star team. There were no crazy breakaway layups. There weren't many great dribbles.

His style of play is calm and precise, if James's ball skills are like a domineering knife player who sweeps the world. Kobe Bryant's style of play is like a peerless swordsman with a high sword intent. And Zheng Zhi is more like a doctor with a scalpel in his hand. Precise, subtle. But at the scene, it will not make people follow him.

Of course, he also had his time with excitement, such as his final NBA championship game. But that was short-lived. Zheng Zhi's fans are more like him, calm and restrained.

In the field of music, he rarely performs. Naturally, the fanaticism of the masses is not felt. And at the ALS concert, the music bank performance in South Korea, there is no time to worry about these.

It was only then that he was actually confronted by the audience who had risen from their seats. Watch them applaud with great enthusiasm. He suddenly felt that such a group of fans was extremely cute.

Maybe I should change my mindset. Think differently. For the sake of these fans who are full of expectations for themselves, sing more excellent songs.

Taeyeon and the host saw the incomparably hot popularity in the audience, and looked at him on the stage, and their hearts were also irrepressibly excited. At this moment, some singers who were waiting for the end of the show walked up in the background.

According to the evening's program, it was time for them to take the stage. But the scene looked very strange. There was no sound but applause. The singers who were behind and didn't know what was ahead of them returned to the stage on time. When I was about to perform the final chorus, I saw that everyone was looking at the center of the stage with excitement.

More and more singers and artists appear on the stage. The audience still applauded.

Zheng Zhi stood in the center of the stage, originally wanting to speak, but suddenly didn't know what to say. In the face of such a group of lovely fans, how could he refuse?

Zheng Zhi didn't say much. He gestured with his hand. The audience took notes. After a whisper, the scene notes went down quickly.

After a while, a staff member sent a microphone stand and a guitar.

During the second period, the applause on the scene did not stop for a moment, and it has been violently echoing in the studio hall. Many staff and guests of other program groups were shocked. Walked over.

And the singers and artists who came out on the stage one after another also applauded.

"A new song for everyone, "ThinkingOutLoud", thank you!"

Zheng Zhi picked up the guitar. There is no sound of stereos. It's a new song, and only he plays and sings it by himself!

At this moment, the lights dimmed. Countless singers, countless artists, countless audiences, countless viewers watching in front of the TV set watched closely at the person standing in the spotlight.

“Whenyourlegsdon\'tworkliketheyusedtobefore

(When your legs are no longer flexible)

AndIcan\'tsweepyouoffofyourfeet

(When I don't make your heart flutter anymore)

Willyourmouthstillrememberthetasteofmylove

(Will your lips still remember the taste of my love)

Willyoureyesstillsmilefromyourcheeks

(Do your eyes still smile)

・・・・・・・・・・

Andwefoundloverightwhereweare”

(Yes, we find love here)

Low and hoarse, with affection, like weeping and complaining, he told a worry in his heart. Simple soothing tunes. Inexplicably, there seems to be a kind of power, and the knock on everyone on the scene is at once. It also knocks on the heart of every listener in front of the TV.

It's a new song. A new song that Zheng Zhi has never sung and that no one else has ever heard.

It's a love song. It's more like a love song of a love poem.

It's like writing to a girl you love, telling her about your undying love.

Suddenly, there was a ripple in the hearts of countless people. It's like somewhere deep in my heart, and the softest place is gently touched by this song. It's like remembering my first love when I was seventeen years old. Green and beautiful.

A middle-aged couple in the audience, listening to the song, suddenly glanced at each other and hugged each other.

A girl in front of the TV listens to this song. Suddenly, I couldn't suppress it, and made a phone call to my first love who I loved deeply and finally refused.

There was no hesitation on the day of the call, and it was answered as soon as it was like when I was in love.

The other end of the line was speechless for a long time. The girl was also a little jerky for a while: "Are you okay?" ”

A long time ago, the boy's voice came from the phone that day. "I didn't have a good day!" For a while, the men and women on both ends of the phone were crying at the same time.

In the practice room of Girls' Generation, several girls at the same time set their eyes on Jessica, who had just returned. Xiuying's eyes even showed a look of envy. This one is lazy. And a tsundere girl, how can she get such a sincere love?

Yuna looked at the man on TV, and her slightly lowered gaze was full of sincerity. The body that stands straight is like a big tree holding up the sky. She has always been insecure, and it suddenly occurred to her that standing next to him must be safe, right? If it were him, he wouldn't betray the love between us, right?

And the protagonist of everyone's attention, Jessica, tightly pursed the corners of her mouth. For some reason, a sour sensation coalesced in her nose. It seems that there will be a crystal teardrop in the next second, and there will be a spring rain in makeup. Moisten the white pear blossoms.

Krystal, who was filming a TV series during the intermission, suddenly heard the shouts of his agent oppa, ran over, and suddenly saw Zheng Zhi standing alone in the light on TV. A simple acoustic guitar. A microphone, singing in a low, soulful voice. It sounded like a love song written to her.

For a moment Krystal stood in the night breeze, stupid, and she didn't know that there were crystal tears rolling down the corners of her eyes.

On the BBC stage, Taeyeon lowered her head and didn't dare to look at Zheng Zhi, but the singing in her ears still made her eyes quickly condense a mist in her eyes. Why should I be sad. The person he loves is not you, don't be amorous! Kim Taeyeon admonished herself over and over again. But in the end, tears still fell uncontrollably, dripping on her delicate white gauze dress. There was a pearl brooch, vaguely a trinket that Zheng Zhi bought for them on the street when they went to a concert in San Francisco. At this time, he appeared on this star-studded stage.

Zheng Zhi's singing gradually fell silent. The audience didn't seem to have recovered from the impact of the singing for a while.

Suddenly, the lights came on. The first applause rang out at the same time. Then in all directions, countless applause converged into a thunderous roar.

Zheng Zhi stood in the center of the stage, facing everyone and the camera, and bowed deeply. For a while, the applause became more intense.

Pani slapped her small hands red, and I don't know if it was out of a woman's sixth sense, she gently glanced at Taeyeon, who had been silent, from the corner of her eye.

saw her, staring at Zheng Zhi in a daze without focus. The palms of the hands are agitated like instinct. There are still tears that have not dried up in the corners of the eyes.

She still likes Zheng Zhi! Pani suddenly had such an realization in his heart!

It's a perfect show, and it's a great love song.

Almost everyone has predicted that tomorrow the song will make the headlines of countless newspapers and news. It's one of the most beautiful love songs! (To be continued.) )