Chapter Ninety-Five: The Gunshots End
KBS, it's still a music bank, it's still a music bank.
"Hello senior."
"Hello senior."
"Hello senior."
Don't get me wrong, it's not someone calling him, it's saying hello to someone else. Wu Jae-young has only debuted for seven months, and there are not so many juniors.
Because today he has less time to rehearse and has to keep it secret, so the first rehearsal. So on the way back to the lounge, I met a whole bunch of seniors.
As soon as he entered the lounge, the smirk on Wu Zairong's face was instantly lost, leaving only exhaustion. "Brother Cheng Hao, remember to wake me up when you are about to go on stage."
Taking off the neatly ironed white suit, in order not to damage the makeup painted on his face and the shirt he was wearing, Wu Zairong couldn't even take a nap on his stomach, so he could only rest on the stool.
Feeling uncomfortable, Wu Zairong moved his body.
He still couldn't break the record. The number of consecutive crowns like a shot stayed at five, forever, with regret.
In KBS2's song last week, he and Cao Chengmo's predecessors once again killed each other.
Unexpectedly, the final one was taken away by the dark horse BUZZ, with a love song. 'Coward'.
Hehehe, hahaha. Even leaning back in the chair, Wu Zairong was smiling bitterly.
Coward is a good song, which Wu Jae-young must admit, but it is not as good as being shot. Wu Zairong is sure that the two are not of the same magnitude at all.
Like being shot, what you lose is time. No matter how good a song is, it can't be popular indefinitely. What's more, the glory has not yet been fully expanded.
Although he has not yet ceased a place on the music source list, he has already been exhausted by the sweeping momentum like a shot.
I have done my best, and the company's publicity is also in place. But Wu Zairong still feels regretful.
Today is the GOODBYE stage of 'Shot' (not Wu Jae-young's, his publicity period is not over yet), and Oh Jae-young used his sleeping time a few days ago to record the original version like a shot.
How to say it, Wu Zairong is still reluctant to let the original version be buried. She deserves to be dumped by all.
On the final stage of this song, Oh Jae-young didn't want to leave any regrets.
On April 8, 2004, the end of this performance meant that the month-and-a-half-long reign of the music scene came to an early end.
It's sad, it's a pity.
But how did it end like this? I'm still a man who hasn't even been on the sideline. Dominating the whole March? Oh Jae-young's appetite is not so small, and Oh Jae-young is still ready to swallow the whole of April and May, with 'fiction' and 'tears'.
That's why he prefers the sub-main hit, Wu Zairong finally adjusted his sleeping position.
Don't talk about it, hurry up and rest, and then go on stage.
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**Well, female, high school student, a glory. Standing beside her is her dearest, Kang Mi-yeon, who is also glorious.
I came to the music bank with my fellow fansclub members, and of course I came to support Jae Young OPPA.
Because today is the final stage of 'Shot', there is a lot more 'glory' than usual. It should be better to wait for the time to support.,According to the support actions made up by the president.。
Standing under the stage, **Eun felt more emotion in her heart than Jiang Meiyan, because she was the glory of the earliest batch.
Now the location of the program for 'Glory' is very close to the stage, more central to the right, and the area is also sufficient. This arrangement is already very good.
At the time when Rong OPPA had just debuted, Rongguang's area was far away from the stage, the angle was not good, and even the position was not enough.
Thinking about these changes, **Eun's heart is full of pride.
However, the official stage is about to begin, why hasn't there been a rehearsal at Jaerong OPPA?
What she didn't know was that Wu Zairong had already finished the rehearsal and was the first. Because it was to create a surprise, the glory did not see it.
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It doesn't matter if there is no rehearsal, when the host said that the next performance will be a performance at Rong OPPA, the glory everyone screamed.
**Eun is also one of them, she originally thought that something had happened to Ei OPPA, and she couldn't come.
Today, the stage of Yeong OPPA is the penultimate one, and the finale is still Cho Seongmo. But this still doesn't affect **En's good mood.
The elevator slowly rose up, is it in Rong OPPA? En Throat is ready to deliver a higher decibel scream.
It's a piano, a white grand piano. The glory is stunned, what about the protagonist of the stage?
Then came the wave of sound. In Rong OPPA want to play and sing by himself? Eun's face turned a little red with excitement, and she glanced at Jiang Meiyan, who was also excited next to her, and threw herself into the support again.
Wearing a close-fitting white suit, slightly loose white trousers, and bright white leather shoes, Wu Zairong walked to the stage from the audience, walked to the piano, and bowed to everyone.
A very cheesy match? No, Wu Zairong uses his super high appearance to tell you that no matter how vulgar the outfit is, there is a way to dress him in line with the atmosphere, just like Prince Charming.
It turned out that I had just been on the field at Rong OPPA, why didn't I find out? En secretly regretted it.
Wu Zairong sat elegantly on the piano chair, the glory was quiet, and the whole scene was quiet. This is the highest affirmation of the stage. Wu Zairong bowed again.
The stage began, with the crisp sound of the piano.
No, don't they all start with a hoarse voice? And
Although it is only the beginning, this melody has become different.
Ah, **Eun covered her mouth so that she didn't scream out because she was too excited and spoil the atmosphere of the scene, although she knew that it was unlikely.
Re-arrangement, just like blue. I heard it last time. I didn't expect it to be the same this time. looked at Jiang Meiyan, who was still confused, and ** Eun shared what she had gained.
Slow and sad, crisp enough to simply put people into people's hearts, Wu Jae-young is playing like this, which is already intoxicating.
The melody slowed down, and the emotions became more natural, as if Eun really smelled heartache and despair.
Originally, she thought that 'like being shot' was already the limit of a sad love song, but this adaptation changed her mind.
It turns out that love songs can still do this.
Oh Jae-young finally spoke, this voice is simply magical, it can swallow people in one bite and bring them to the world he has shaped.
The audience, including the videographer, fell for the charm of the music. The cameraman who was responsible for capturing the close-up of Oh Jae-young's face almost missed PD's instructions.
I don't know if it's an illusion, ** En feels that Wu Zairong's singing skills have made a breakthrough compared to the previous performances.
The light hit Wu Zairong's face and also on Wu Zairong's dress, lining him like a prince who came out of a fairy tale.
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How can I forget you
That one
I do not know
I don't know
A hole in my heart was broken
Can't make up for it
So the pain is worse than death
Like a shot]
After singing the last lyrics, Wu stood up and bowed to the audience, as if he had finished a piano performance.
This time, the glory finally did not immerse themselves in the song as they had done the previous times, and the loud support broke the silence. **En waved the glow stick in his hand vigorously, conveying his love.
"Thank you." Wu Zairong bowed in the direction of glory, "Thank you for your continued companionship and support." ”
Eun was stunned, this is supposed to be the first time that Sakae OPPA spoke after the performance, and usually he is cool to leave the stage and walk backstage to cooperate with the work of the staff. Today, since I am on the stage.
"Encore !!!" "Encore !!!"
"Encore !!!" "Encore !!!"
"Encore !!!" "Encore !!!"
Such a voice overshadowed what Wu Zairong said next, and Wu Zairong had no choice but to smile, bow again, and leave.
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"Today's one,"
"Oh Jae-young."
Wu Jaerong smiled and took the trophy from the host's hand.
At this moment, what flashed in Wu Zairong's mind was that if last week's one had not been broken, would it have been seven consecutive championships.
It's probably fate.
"Thank you for your support, thank you very much."
"Thank you, President Yang, for trusting me."
"Of course, in the end, I have to thank myself and Wu Zairong, who have been writing songs for me."
"Thank you all for your love of me."
This is Oh Jae-young's encore stage, and he can play to his heart's content.
"You've just heard a different 'like a shot,'"
"Highest." The screams of the fans interrupted Oh Jae-young's question, but Oh Jae-young had a satisfied smile on his face.
His music is still affirmed, most directly, not modified.
"Do you think that she was adapted?"
"Actually, she's the original version."
PS (Two chapters of 3,000 words of update, as a student party plus the second middle school of the remnant party, it is not easy.) Ladies and gentlemen, please recommend and collect. )