"Hello everyone, this is the best TV station, the host is invincible, I am the host Zhang Xiaoyan. Recently, there is a particularly hot topic in Taiwan, and the content of this topic is related to an album. Have you ever heard this album? What is it called? ”

Supporter Zhang Xiaoyan asked loudly to the audience.

“！”

Hundreds of spectators shouted.

Zhang Xiaoyan smiled: "That's right, it's love language!" This album is really amazing. In the past we listened to albums, we were already very satisfied with one or two classic title songs. However, this album, every song, really every song, is so touching and heartfelt. The most amazing thing is that the songs it contains are a kill for Taiwanese of all ages. I'm not wrong, today's audience is also of all ages, from eighty mothers to eleven or twelve-year-old boys. Am I right? ”

"That's right!"

"Yes, I like it best!"

"It's the best one."

"What children know is the best."

……

Listening to the boiling emotions below, Zhang Xiaoyan smiled and said: "Okay, okay, now, I ask everyone to say the name of the person you want to see the most, I see if I can invite him to the scene, if you say it's good, then I'll count one, two, three, and you call his name together." Ready, one, two, three! ”

"Yan Qingyu!"

"Yan Qingyu!"

"Yan Qingyu!"

"Ah!!h

It turned out that in their loud shouts, Yan Qingyu strode from the backstage to the front of the stage, and everyone let out a burst of screams.

"Hello everyone, Sister Xiaoyan, I'm Yan Qingyu."

Yan Qingyu bowed and said.

"Wow, Qingyu, you're really handsome. In Hong Kong parlance, you're so pretty. Do you think so? ”

Zhang Xiaoyan praised loudly.

"Incomparable Yan Qingyu!"

"Incomparable Yan Qingyu!"

"Incomparable Yan Qingyu!"

Yan Qingyu heard such a statement for the first time, looked at the audience with some surprise, and waved again.

Unsurprisingly, there was another burst of cheers and screams.

"Wow! Qingyu, your popularity is really high. ”

Zhang Xiaoyan praised and said, and then said: "Qingyu, please take a seat, I know, everyone in Hong Kong calls you Yuzai, but this is Taiwan, and everyone prefers to call the last two words in people's names to show closeness." For example, hello Xiaoyan, Xiaoyan is beautiful, Xiaoyan is beautiful and so on. ”

"Hahaha!"

There was a burst of laughter from the audience. Zhang Xiaoyan is thirty-five years old this year, even if she is twenty-eight years old, she can't be linked to beauty and beauty, it can only be said that she is very supportive and very hard-working.

After the laughter in the audience was a little quieter, Zhang Xiaoyan continued: "Qingyu, we can see from the introduction on the album that all the songs in this album, including the composition and lyrics, are all covered by you. Can you sue me, is this true? Because it's really unrealistic, it's a little bizarre! And we all know that your master is Master Huang Zhan. ”

The meaning is self-evident. The audience also quieted down, and Zhang Xiaoyan's problem was also their problem. In this era, there are no brain-dead fans for the time being, at least not so brain-dead, thinking that idols are omnipotent.

Yan Qingyu nodded and said, "This controversy has been arguing in Hong Kong for more than a month, and it still hasn't subsided. My answer is simple, I did write these songs. In fact, the people in Hong Kong who hyped up this issue did not really suspect that my master gave me these works. They are all people with ulterior motives, because there is no one in Hong Kong who does not know my master's character, how can he cheat for me with Uncle Zhan's chivalrous spirit. Besides, the reason why Uncle Zhan accepted me as an apprentice is because I was a relatively good performer in the Huaxing Rookie Singer Competition. Before that, I was just a cage dweller living in a cage house. How did you know Uncle Zhan? ”

Zhang Xiaoyan nodded with satisfaction when she heard this: "We can be sure of this, the work is indeed not given to you by Master Huang Zhan." Then there is another question, the motivation for creation, which has been widely known. It's because of Angie, right? We can understand your deep feelings for her. It's really amazing to create something so classic, well, we can barely accept it because of your love for Hong Kong. However, this kind of work that is impossible to make without a certain life experience and experience, you are only 16 years old, and the place you walk is only a small place, how do you make it? There's no motivation and no environment at all! ”

Yan Qingyu heard that Zhang Xiaoyan has always been known for her outspoken, outspoken, and point-to-point questions.

Yan Qingyu nodded with a smile and said, "It's normal for everyone to have this kind of question, I don't think it's strange. The answer to the creation is simple, because my Abel used to be an anti-Japanese general. ”

"Wow!"

There was an uproar in the audience, especially the elderly people, who looked at each other.

"Impossible, all the remaining generals of the party-state have already crossed the sea to Taiwan, except for a few who went to Hong Kong to carry out missions, the rest are in Taiwan. What's your uncle's name? ”

An old man with a stern face stood up and said sharply.

The scene was a little tense, and everyone could feel the iron-blooded aura of the old man.

Yan Qingyu glanced at the old man, and then said, "I guessed today's situation before I came, so I made special preparations. As he spoke, Yan Qingyu took out a small notebook from his pocket and continued: "My uncle's name is Wang Huchen, and he was the captain of the special guard of the chairman of the committee back then, with the rank of major general. ”

The others just returned it, and when the old man heard this, he was like a lightning strike, and he was so excited that he couldn't stand on his feet and shook his body.

Then the old man pushed away the young man who was holding him beside him, looked at Yan Qingyu with tears in his eyes and said, "Little ghost, what you said is true. Are you really Wang Huchen? ”

Yan Qingyu looked at the excited old man who could barely help himself with some strangeness, and nodded: "Abel is indeed called Wang Huchen. ”

The old man walked up to the stage step by step with a crutch, stretched out his hand covered with age spots, took the small book tremblingly, and saw the heroic photo in the small book, the excited old man burst into tears, and choked up: "Yes, it's the chief, it's the old chief." Salute! ”

Saying that, the old man actually made a standard military salute of the Republic of China.

At this time, Yan Qingyu couldn't sit still, so he hurriedly got up and dodged.

After the old man finished saluting, he took Yan Qingyu's hand and said, "Where is the chief now?" ”

When Yan Qingyu heard this, his expression darkened, and he said: "Last month, Abel was hit by a drunk driver, and later died of serious injuries......

As she spoke, Yan Qingyu's eyes were also filled with tears.

"Fart, you fart! The chief is a master of kung fu and has reached the peak, how can a mere car hurt him? ”

The old man was furious, and Yan Qingyu only felt that there was a burst of killing aura of Jin Ge Iron Horse in front of him, and the smell of blood was extremely strong.

The tears in Yan Qingyu's eyes slipped down, and she said, "When Aber came to Hong Kong, he encountered a storm, and his leg was seriously injured, and he had no money to recuperate, so one leg was wasted. So ......"

When the old man heard this, he was like a mourner, and the officer card in his hand fell to the ground with a "snap", and the people couldn't support it anymore, and they were about to fall to the ground with their eyes swaying.

"Old man, old man!"

Seeing this, Yan Qingyu hurriedly hugged the old man, and a few soldiers dressed in military uniforms quickly came up from the audience and took the old man from Yan Qingyu's hands.

The old man settled down, and when he looked at Yan Qingyu's eyes again, he was already full of love, he looked at Yan Qingyu and said, "Good boy, good boy, from now on, you can call me uncle." ”

"Huh?"

Yan Qingyu was confused by the old man's words, and looked at the old man a little overwhelmed.

Seeing that Yan Qingyu did not directly agree, the old man immediately said unhappily: "Back then, Lao Tzu followed the chief out of Cangzhou to join the army, and he has lived and died together for twenty years, and he will never give up. Several times he was saved by the commander in danger. That night, the Japanese sent 50 planes to bomb the station, and I was seriously wounded before, and if it wasn't for the commander's refusal to give up, I would have carried me out of the pile of dead people step by step. I'm long gone. It's a pity that after the victory of the Anti-Japanese War, I was seriously injured in the civil war and didn't keep up with the commander, otherwise...... Why, let you call Lao Tzu uncle, is it a loss to you? Since the chief is no longer there, Lao Tzu is your relative. Hurry up, or Lao Tzu will beat you! ”

Looking at the grumpy old man in front of him, Yan Qingyu frowned and shouted helplessly, "Uncle", which made the old man leave satisfied. However, the old man repeatedly explained before leaving that after recording the show, he would send someone to take Yan Qingyu to live at his home in Yangmingshan.

Before leaving, the old man told Yan Qingyu that his name was Zhang Taiyue......

The recording of the show stopped a long time ago when the old man rushed to the stage regardless of it, Zhang Xiaoyan looked at Yan Qingyu with some envy and hatred, and wanted to cry at the encounter of this teenager, thinking about her sitting on the cold bench for a whole ten years for an opportunity, as long as there is a need for the show, she is on call, and she is incomparably serious, and she slowly boiled out.

But the young man in front of him, even if he doesn't have this red and purple album, with the favor of this old man alone, as long as he wants to develop, the opportunity can be ranked from Taipei to Tainan. Others don't know, but she knows the identity of this old man by chance. He is the Dinghai Shenshen needle that President Jiang relied on to maintain stability in the army.

People are more than people, and they can really make people cry. There is no hope......

The show was recorded again, and the atmosphere was also re-agitated under Zhang Xiaoyan's years of experience.

"Actually, even if Qing Yu didn't explain, I would have known that these songs were really written by Qing Yu himself. Qing Yu, do you know why? ”

Zhang Xiaoyan looked at Yan Qingyu again, and her eyes were much gentler.

Yan Qingyu shook her head and said, "I really don't know about this." ”

Zhang Xiaoyan giggled: "It's very simple, because I'm good friends with Luo Dayou and Li Shouquan, and they told me that there is a musical genius in the Hong Kong music scene, who studied under Master Huang Zhan, and there is a tendency for the blue to be better than the blue." They've seen firsthand how bewitching you are when it comes to music. I believe those two old friends, so I believe you! ”