At this moment, in the entire studio hall, only Zhang Heng's singing voice was echoing.

Everyone held their breath and listened quietly to this simple but emotionally rich song.

It was a kind of helplessness for love and dreams.

Under the stage, Ye Hui looked at the young man who was only twenty-two years old, who had just faded from immaturity and matured, and his eyes revealed a touch of shock.

Although he is the general manager of Nirvana Film and Television, he has never paid attention to Zhang Heng's strength in the entertainment industry, he will only look at Zhang Heng's one qiē according to the existing number of jù, and plan the company's daily flow arrangements.

So it was the first time he heard this song, but there is no doubt that just like the title of "boutique man" given to Zhang Heng by the music industry before, "Old Boy" will be a masterpiece among Zhang Heng's original songs.

Even Ye Hui, who is middle-aged, can't help but feel heavy in his heart.

In this monotonous melody, Ye Hui actually heard Zhang Heng's understanding of life.

Lead Hua's life perception, that trace of vicissitudes and sighs, made Ye Hui resonate in an instant.

"It seems that this boss of mine has a lot of things hidden in his heart......"

On the stage, Zhang Heng was also immersed in the music in his ears and his own singing, there was no gorgeous accompaniment, no beautiful melody, but the rhythm of the song was unusually clear, so that the audience's ears could not find a reason to refuse to listen.

Even many people's moods have a strange feeling in Zhang Heng's lyrics as if he is narrating.

It's like the return of the first love, and the nostalgia for the lost journey in life.

But in Zhang Heng's singing, there is a faint understanding of life, depression, melancholy, and slight depression.

Zhang Heng didn't notice that the audience seemed to be in a state of madness of memory, he lowered his head, his eyes were bright, but when he looked closely, his pupils were empty.

After graduating from high school, all his classmates flew to all parts of the country, and even studied abroad, and now he has made small achievements in the entertainment industry, and Song Xiaoke and Bai Ye have also successfully stepped into this circle, as for Wang Weiran, although there is no news, he must have his own life.

Zhang Heng's faint singing voice quietly echoed in the studio: "In the blink of an eye, how many joys and sorrows have been in the world over the past many years

Once a boy who was ambitious in the Quartet, he envied the geese flying south

The figures rushing to the future hurriedly drifted away

Where is the future ordinary, ah, who gave me the answer......"

At this moment, the mentors and the audience in the audience repeatedly suffered from clicks, numbness, the helplessness of the passage of time, and the persistence of dreams, shook all people's hearts!

"Where are you, O people who accompanied me then?

Someone I once loved, what is it like now......"

On the mentor's seat, listening to Zhang Heng's simple but emotional singing, Zhang Xueyou suddenly raised his head, tears flashing in his eyes.

Whether it is the innocence that has been gone for a long time, or the dream that has been hidden in the bottom of the heart, it is like a tide at this moment, surging!

"Did you get your wish?

Do you have to pay tribute to it now?

Let the years dry, and the ideal can no longer find the real me

Look up at the starry sky

The one that accompanied me at that time

Do you remember the story here?"

The high-pitched and swift shouts made many viewers can't help but cover their mouths, their eyes are red, their chests are constantly rising and falling, and their hearts feel like they have been stabbed fiercely!

Restless, ashamed, dazed......

Everyone's eyes were scattered, as if the scars that had been healed for a long time were suddenly uncovered by someone, sprinkled with salt, and ridiculed wantonly, have you forgotten?

Have you forgotten your original dream?

Everyone in the audience couldn't suppress the sourness and bitterness in their hearts, and with the wanton singing of the figure on the stage drilled into their ears, this moment of memories was like a tide!

The blood in people's chests burst out!

Did you get your wish?

Now, do you have to pay tribute......

If it weren't for the deep touch of this song, many people would not dare to face the solemn oath they made at the beginning even when they reached the gray hairy years!

Everyone's love is lost, as if they have been slapped by reality.

The helplessness and frustration of the future, the anger and sadness of the world, and the guilt and remorse of the family are like falling leaves in the bottom of the heart, quietly sliding in everyone's hearts.

"Life is like a merciless carving knife

Changed the way we look

Do you wither before it blooms......"

As more and more people in the audience were hit by the singing, everyone couldn't help but burst into tears.

At the back of the stage, several "The Voice" students standing backstage looked at the figure on the stage from a distance, listening to the lyrics that tortured their hearts one after another, and secretly wiped their tears.

"This is the real singer!"

Wu Mochou, who was crying with makeup, muttered to herself, her eye circles were red, and beside him, Liang Bo and Yi An stood in place in a daze, and the corners of the eyes of all the students were stained with tears.

After this song, the students were suddenly full of respect for the figure in the field!

At this moment, they knew that at the same age, the reason why Zhang Heng was able to reach his current height was no accident. This song alone faces people's hearts and tortures everyone fiercely, so that everyone can feel the power in Zhang Heng's singing!

"Youth is like a rushing river, I can't come back and say goodbye, only the numb I have no blood back then

Look at the flowers floating in the sky, withering at the most beautiful moment......"

“…… Do you remember the story here?"

At the end of the song, Zhang Heng sang in a low voice, and sighed with emotion: "If there is a tomorrow, bless your dear ......"

At this moment, he remembered the shell of his previous life immersed in prosperity.

Remembering dreams lost under neon lights.

I think of myself, and I have lived humbly......

After coming back to his senses, Zhang Heng looked at the audience with tearful eyes in the dark under the dim yellow light, and suddenly felt extremely relieved.

In this life, I will definitely use those firm steps to chase my dreams and take a life without regrets!

When Zhang Heng packed up his feelings and looked at the audience with confidence, he found that the scene was silent, and there was no sound in the studio.

Zhang Heng was dumbfounded, looking at the silent tears of some of the audience in the audience, and his heart was touched.

Not everyone can start over, and the vast majority of people in this world have only deep regrets in the end.

After a while, Zhang Heng took a deep breath and said into the microphone: "Actually...... Each of us has wanton beautiful and precious dreams, but in the polishing of life, the dream has lost the momentum of forging ahead, we silently accept the ordinary that life brings us, our heart is no longer attached to our dreams, we begin to become numb and indifferent, and life has become distorted and worldly...... But that's not what we want, is it? ”

"The more this is the case, the more we must not forget the oath and the dream that will never fade in our hearts in front of our babbling, in reading aloud, in the days of working hard for life......"

Rumble!!

When Zhang Heng's speech was finished, the audience immediately stood up, wiping tears and clapping their palms vigorously.

Thunderous applause erupted at this moment, which was the highest respect for a true singer!

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