Looking at the person on the stage, the audience at the scene and in front of the TV fell into silence and surprise, who is Zhang Yang, a talented musician, a prominent company CEO, a rich young master with a lot of money, no one could have imagined that such a character would go to the local TV station to participate in the Spring Festival Gala when he was not at home for the New Year, and under the surprise, the whole scene was strangely silent.

The audience's reaction was what Zhang Yang didn't expect, according to his expectations, the audience should be very enthusiastic about his appearance, but he didn't expect that the audience was like empty, and there was no movement at all.

Although I was puzzled in my heart, I still had to do what I had to do, and the melody of the prelude reached the node, and the song was sung, and in the stereo, the beautiful singing voice floated up, instantly pouring into everyone's cochlea.

In the distance, there was a surge under the blue sky

Golden wheat waves~

“……”

It was only then that the audience at the scene and in front of the TV was surprised by the singing, rubbed their eyes, and people confirmed that the young man in the red Tang costume on the stage was the person they had been waiting for for a long time.

"Zhang Yang~"

In an instant, the scene of the party was boiling, and the voices of one after another slowly converged into a big river, frantically rushing to the stage and pouring into Zhang Yang's ears.

“……”

The encouragement from the call is undoubted, I feel the heartfelt surprise of the audience, Zhang Yang's heart is also full of joy, my heart is hot, and the singing is becoming more and more melodious.

It's like your soft long hair~

I dream~~~

Hmm~~~~la~~lala~~~~

The melodious singing resounded throughout the party scene, and slowly, the call of the scene became smaller and smaller, and the audience who had calmed down closed their eyes one after another, and their expressions were intoxicated into the singing.

In the passage, a group of actors had already secretly gathered together, looking at the Zhang Yang who sang on the stage, the expressions of the group were surprisingly consistent, and the faces were envious except for envy.

In fact, they have already arrived, and the situation of the audience has also been seen clearly, from silence to cheers to silence, everyone knows very well what this series of changes represents, and they are very envious of this.

"Brother Yang's singing is still so good~"

Shrinking behind the crowd, Jin Li and the old wolf talked in a whisper, the situation on the scene doesn't need to look at it to know what's going on, as long as Zhang Yang appears, there is no cold scene, the two of them only care about Zhang Yang's singing, for this friend and boss, they are more or less envious in addition to awe, regardless of family background and appearance, the talent alone dwarfs their old people, but the two of them are not jealous, just simply envy his talent.

"Yes~This little voice, this skill~~"

The old wolf nodded in agreement, with a little emotion in his tone, Zhang Yang can be said to be the laziest artist in the entire entertainment industry, and he may not appear in front of the public once a month, if he was replaced by another artist, his popularity would have fallen out long ago, but it is so strange, as long as he appears, the public is still so popular.

"Don't talk about it, let's concentrate on singing~"

Good songs need good interpretation, if the lyrics are the essence, then the singer's interpretation is the catalyst, good and bad all depend on the reaction between the two, on the stage, the flamboyant singing voice seems to have magic power, leading the audience to the illusory wheat field, where the sun is shining, the sky is blue, and in the endless wheat field, people seem to see the young man in a red Tang suit, he is holding a guitar, smiling and singing beautiful songs, that scene, beautiful and quiet.

Just like your soft long hair~~

Layer fragrance I dream~~

Uh~~Uh-huh~~Na~Na~Nana~

The end note gradually dissipated in the sky, people's thoughts also returned to the body, and when they opened their eyes again, they saw the familiar scene in front of them, the person on the stage, still the same person, smiling, beautiful and quiet.

There was no applause, no applause, the audience at the scene and on the TV just looked at the young people on the stage quietly, their eyes flashed with complex emotions, some excited, some excited, and even a little tear.

Perfect, incomparably perfect, after a short time, people finally heard the familiar singing, saw the familiar person, and they were satisfied with it.

"Thank you~Thank you~"

On the stage, the flamboyant smile is as bright as a flower, there is no need for applause, there is no need for applause, the audience's expression has expressed everything, and he has also got what he wants.

"Hey~"

In the passage, several singers sighed lightly, their expressions were somewhat gloomy, superb singing skills, beautiful voices, perfect emotions, this "The Wind Blows the Wheat Waves" is as flawless as a textbook, just one song makes them understand the difference between first-class and second-rate.

Unlike these gloomy singers, Su Rui and Qi Qin's are much calmer, but this is just an expression phenomenon, if you look closely, you will find that both of them look like Zhang Yang with a trace of solemnity and excitement in their eyes, obviously treating him as a competitor of the same level.

After bowing and curtain calling, Zhang Yang turned around and walked to the stage passage.

"Brother Yang~"

In the passage, the first to greet him was Xiaoshuang, the girl's eyes were rolling, and those big eyes were full of worship and warmth.

"Congratulations, congratulations, the show was a great success~"

At this time, the others also woke up like a dream, and they stepped forward to say goodbye, and after some politeness, Zhang Yang arched his hand and said:

"Everyone, I'm going home for the New Year first, I wish you all a successful performance and a happy new year~~"

"Happy New Year~"

Zhang Yang's performance task today was completed, he changed out of his performance clothes and went straight to the parking lot downstairs.

At this time, the time was already 23:10, and there were still 50 minutes before the thirtieth, and the hot car was hot, taking advantage of the gap between the hot cars, Li Ling handed over an envelope from the back row:

"Brother Yang, tonight's performance fee ~ and red envelopes ~"

"Oh?"

The envelope was very thick, and after opening it, there was a neatly tied stack of banknotes, fiddling with the stack of banknotes, Zhang Yang suddenly remembered what Li Ling said before, his heart moved, and he turned his head and asked:

"Xiaoling, did you take it?"

"Not yet~"

Hearing this, Li Ling poked her head over expectantly, and said with a playful expression:

"Brother Yang, send it quickly~ I'm pointing to this money for the New Year~"

"You little money fan~"

With a grin, Zhang Yang handed over the money and the envelope intact:

"In the morning, I heard you say that you are short of money to go to school, and Brother Yang has nothing, this money is a little bit of my brother's heart~"

"Brother Yang~"

This move obviously frightened the girl, looking at the envelope and banknotes in front of her, Li Ling was stunned for a long time, and the expression on her face kept changing, obviously still hesitating whether to take it.

Zhang Yang had already seen her hesitation from her expression, and regardless of whether she agreed or not, he directly stuffed the money into her hand:

"Take it, Brother Yang is rich, there is no shortage of this~~ Besides, doesn't your brother need money to go to school? Can you just bear to watch him drop out of school? ”

Until this time, Li Ling came back to her senses completely, looking at the banknotes in her hand, the girl's tears flowed out:

"Yang, Brother Yang, you, it's so good~"