"Please let the next contestant enter."

There is no host, no audience, just three judges, three Huaxing Records' internal staff.

Since the first Huaxing Rookie Singer Contest was held last year, Anita Mui became famous in one fell swoop, and the contest has instantly become a well-known event in Hong Kong. For singing lovers, it is comparable to a wireless training class.

The scope of auditions has also expanded to the whole of Hong Kong, Hong Kong Island, Kowloon, the New Territories, and all three places have audition areas. Each division is divided into many smaller divisions for auditions.

So, the judges won't be big names from the start.

"Hello judges, I am Yan Qingyu, the No. 528 contestant."

Yan Qingyu took his guitar, stood in a small room, and said to the three judges and teachers in the audience.

"Okay, what's the song you're singing today? Playing and singing to yourself? ”

One of the teachers spoke.

Yan Qingyu nodded and said, "Yes, teacher, the song I want to sing today is a song I wrote, and the song name is Butterfly Flower." ”

"Huh?"

The three judges and teachers instantly came to their senses, and the audition work is actually really difficult to do, and it can even be said to be very hard. Many people who sing worse than sawing trees often feel that they sing better than Rowan, and they only need 10 Hong Kong dollars to sign up, so their participation makes the audition work much more difficult.

However, there are very few original songs, and even fewer are high-quality songs. The three of them couldn't help but look forward to it.

"Okay, you can get started."

One of the judges nodded, and the other two sat up straight.

Yan Qingyu bowed again, and then plucked the strings.

"Do you still remember the butterfly flower in the sunshine of childhood,

It blooms beautifully above your head, full of innocence and flawlessness.

As I grew up, my mood changed unconsciously.

The obsessive first love, the eternal vow, can't stand the wind and rain......"

From the time Yan Qingyu sang the first sentence, the eyes of the three judges and teachers lit up, no matter what they thought, they did not expect that what Yan Qingyu created would be a Chinese song, and it sang so well. You know, since the beginning of the seventy years, after Xu Guanjie Rowen's generation of singers and kings made Cantonese singing popular throughout Southeast Asia, Hong Kong's original mainstream Chinese songs have completely stood aside.

Representing the peasants, the rustic Cantonese songs have become a trend, especially among the young people, and the trend is becoming more and more popular. They didn't expect that this young man in front of them would sing Chinese so well.

"Who can guarantee that the heart will not change, and can see the vicissitudes of life.

Don't cry, don't cry and say to me that there is no immortal face,

Who learns not to shed tears and laugh and talk about the vicissitudes of life,

Don't sigh, don't sigh and say to me, there is no such thing as an immortal face. ”

When the last note ended, the three judges were still immersed in the beautiful music and did not want to wake up for a long time.

"It's good, it's really good. Your song reminds me of my middle school days, beauty, first love, tears and red face. Very good, very good. The most important thing is that you are singing with your heart, and the feelings are in place! ”

After the judge teacher in the center opened his eyes, he said with great appreciation, his eyes were very bright, as if he had seen a pearl.

"That's right, the feelings are sincere, if it's not an original song, it's hard to sing so touching! Come on! ”

“！ Perfect! ”

The three teachers were all overjoyed, Yan Qingyu was overjoyed, bowed again and again, and said, "Thank you, thank you, teacher." ”

"Butterfly Flower, your name is Yan Qingyu, right, number 528, I now officially inform you that next Saturday at half past seven o'clock, at the Lee Stage, No. 99 Persefu Street, Causeway Bay, the preliminary round of the Huaxing Rookie Singer Contest will be held, please don't forget the time and place, and participate on time. Personally, I would love to hear good music again. ”

The judge teacher in the center stood up and said solemnly to Yan Qingyu.

Yan Qingyu nodded again and again, her smiling face was full of sunshine, and said, "Thank you, teacher, I remember." I'll be ready next Saturday night on stage. ”

"Hmmm! Go get ready! By the way, help me notify the next contestant to come in. Thank you. ”

……

On the way out, Yan Qingyu was even in a trance, and when he notified the next player, he was patted on the shoulder and comforted.

Anyone who looks at it thinks that they can't stand the blow of failure.

But Yan Qingyu himself knows that he is successful, successful, what a distant two words. People who have never lived in a cage house, have not slept in a dog cage, and have not spent years in chaos cannot understand his mood at the moment.

Although, this is only a success of the audition.

Yan Qingyu was standing quietly at the wireless gate at the moment, his eyes did not look at the doorman who was looking at him horizontally, he was waiting for someone, waiting for Zhao Yazhi. He had ten dollars in his pocket.

Pedestrians coming and going, all kinds of celebrities, or people who are not famous, all kinds of ordinary employees, or high-level people with a lot of aura.

Yan Qingyu didn't seem to see it, just waited quietly, he longed to see those long eyes again, he longed to see that picturesque face again. He wanted to sue her, and he succeeded.

There were fewer and fewer pedestrians, and when the lights were bright and the crowd dispersed, Yan Qingyu turned around and left. The doorman, who had been observing him for a day, gestured his middle finger behind him and scolded, "I'll pick!" ”

"Hmm, you're back? It doesn't matter if it's over or not, you can do something else in the future. You look so good, you can apply for the wireless training class. Men, how can they grow up without stumbling. ”

Uncle Wang still has a face of Bao Gong, and there is no smile in him, but there is a lot of concern in his words.

Yan Qingyu said with a smile: "Please, Uncle, even you said that I am such a beautiful boy, I can't do it." Do you want to watch the stage next Saturday night? ”

Old Uncle Wang glanced at Yan Qingyu unexpectedly and said, "Although I don't know how to sing, I understand opera." Your voice isn't unpleasant, but it's not too good. You're not going to lie to me, are you? I warn you, a man who lies casually is not a man. ”

Although he was suspected and nagged, Yan Qingyu was very moved, he stepped forward and hugged the old uncle, and said, "Uncle, you can rest assured, I didn't lie." It's really over! Thank you for teaching me to be a man, otherwise I would have been a bad boy. Although Brother Yaoxing is in the club, I believe that he must be a big husband. Although we don't have Lao Dou, Abel, you are more competent than Lao Dou. ”

"Okay, gratitude is not for words, when you get ahead, remember to come to see me often. Now that you've passed the exam, why aren't you happy? Got something wrong? ”

Old Uncle Wang looked at Yan Qingyu and asked.

Yan Qingyu said helplessly: "Didn't I borrow ten Hong Kong dollars from Sister Zhi last time, but I haven't met you for a long time today, so I feel unhappy." ”

"Hmph, I think you're a drunkard and not in a bar. You want to show off your grades to Miss Zhao and let her know, right? ”

Yan Qingyu found that Old Uncle Wang seemed to be the reincarnation of Bao Gong, and saw his careful thinking clearly.

"If you don't have any potential, you have only achieved a little bit of success, and you are complacent and self-righteous. Who is Xiao Zhao, the most popular star in Hong Kong and Taiwan, and the leader of wireless. I haven't seen any scenes, and if you show off your achievements, it will only make people think that you are superficial, you can't get on the stage, and people look down on you. ”

Old Uncle Wang's words poured on Yan Qingyu's head like a basin of cold water.

Yan Qingyu lost her temper when she was scolded, and she didn't speak, she walked straight to the bed, took off her shoes and went to bed, and got into the cage.

He knew that Uncle Wang's words were right, and he knew that he was indeed superficial in doing so, but he still wanted to see Zhao Yazhi very much, and wanted to tell him in person, he had passed. He wanted to see those touching eyes and smiling faces again......

Uncle Wang didn't call Yan Qingyu at dinner, he taught his children and never doted on them.

This night, Yan Qingyu tossed and turned, and it was difficult to sleep. As long as he closed his eyes, all he saw was Zhao Yazhi's smile. Even if he opened his eyes, he still had Zhao Yazhi in his mind.

The most memorable thing is the gentle eyes he saw when he was ridiculed by everyone.

I really couldn't sleep, Yan Qingyu turned over and got up to turn on the light, took out the paper and pen that had been dusty for a long time from the corner, and wrote it in a hurry.

"It's just that I took one more look at you in the crowd and never forgot your face

I dreamed of seeing each other again by chance, and since then I have been lonely and missing

You are in the sky when you miss you, and you are in front of you when you miss you

When I miss you, you are in my head, and when I miss you, you are in my heart

I prefer to believe that we have a covenant in our past life, and the love story in this life will not change again

I'd rather spend this life waiting for you to find out, I'm always by your side

Never went far ......"

Coherent!

After writing, Yan Qingyu exhaled a long breath and smiled very brightly. The sprout of youth has turned into the power of music, and Yan Qingyu believes that this song must be even better.

In fact, Uncle Wang is right, his voice is not very good, that is, it is not difficult to hear.

However, the songs he wrote were outstanding. And each song has its own story, which is happening around him, so he can sing it with emotion and not be pretentious.

"Stinky boy, what are you doing if you don't sleep in the middle of the night, hurry up and go to bed, don't you need electricity bills when you turn on the lights?"

Old Uncle Wang's voice came, Yan Qingyu hurriedly turned off the light, and climbed into the cage again.

"Xiao Yu, do you remember the horse steps I taught you?"

Uncle Wang's voice came again. Yan Qingyu smiled embarrassedly when she heard this: "Remembering is remembering, it's just ......"

"It's just a fart, from tomorrow onwards, you will be on the horse for half an hour every day, you look at your body bones, and you can't help but be weak. You must know that if you want to be motivated and make a career, it is impossible to do without a good body. The man can't even insist on this, you still dare to think about Miss Zhao, aren't you a toad thinking about what a swan is? ”

Yan Qingyu came up angrily when she heard this, and snorted: "Isn't it just Zamabu?" I'll get up at five o'clock tomorrow morning, I'll get up ”

"Stinky boy, what's crazy, hurry up and go to sleep."

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