Chapter 19 The Power of the Mouth, Desperate Life!

"Please invite the No. 4 contestant to sing on stage!" Just as Yu Xian racked his brains and thought about how to solve the accompaniment matter, the host's voice suddenly broke all his train of thought, as if the black and white twin demons under the domain Yama came to take his life.

"It's your turn, Yu Xian, come on!" Yan Zimeng said seriously, and Yu Xian had to reluctantly respond with a smile out of politeness.

Without accompaniment, most of the charm of the song "Seven Miles of Fragrance" is lost, and the song's unique back-to-basics tone and the artistic conception of looking back at the mottled handwriting carved on the childhood desk are also gone.

However, Yu Xian now has no way out. There is no accompanying music, and he doesn't even have any musical instruments at this time compared to the auditions, so there is no doubt that he can only choose to sing.

"Click, click, click......" Yu Xian felt that every step he took was extremely heavy, and the sound of his feet hitting the stage floor was empty, just like his mood at this time, and like his empty brain.

Yu Xian, who was standing in the center of the stage, picked up the microphone and stopped talking.

"Salted fish, come on!" Xu Tao suddenly roared, attracting the attention of countless audiences.

"Come on, brother!" Yu Jiajia also reacted immediately, and looked at Xu Tao with some anger after shouting.

"Before I sing, I want to say a few words." Yu Xian finally spoke up, and with the support of his relatives and friends, he finally had some confidence.

"What's there to say? Sing it! ”

"That's it, don't delay."

"Alas, boring, now even the campus singing competition has been polluted into the 'Chinese Miserable King'?"

"I ......" Yu Xiangang let go of his worries and wanted to admit that he was not well prepared and had no musical accompaniment, when he suddenly saw Guo Jiaqi next to Yu Jiajia and the photographer yawning next to the camera; At the same time, his afterglow also aimed at Yan Zimeng, who was standing in the background and mouthing towards him with a "come on" mouth.

Yu Xian's brain suddenly raced rapidly, and a spiritual light crossed his mind.

"Our Pengcheng Vocational and Technical College is just a junior college, if it weren't for this campus top ten singer competition, I'm afraid that except for our teachers and students, few people know that there is such a college, and no one knows about us, right?"

"What does he want to say?"

"Yo, isn't it worse than scolding the street?"

"To sing or not to sing? Go down if you don't sing! ”

In the face of many condemnations, Yu Xian's face did not change: "We were born in an embarrassing era, at the junction of the nineties and zeros; We were in an awkward position, between high school and undergraduate – junior college. We are called 'college students', but few people recognize us. ”

Yu Xian glanced at Guo Jiaqi in the audience, and then turned his head to look at Yan Zimeng backstage: "Are we bad?" No! Maybe all walks of life don't recognize us, or maybe we have missed the opportunity because of a thought, and lost the first opportunity to grasp our dreams. However, we are still struggling, and we are also working hard to create brilliance! ”

Speaking of which, some people began to be silent, and some people began to scold, but these were completely expected by Yu Xian.

"Next, this song "Snail" is given to us who continue to struggle forward."

After laying the groundwork for so long, Yu Xian has absolute self-confidence and gives a "critical blow" to the hearts of everyone present.

He brought the microphone to his lips, and some lazy, indistinct voice came out of the speaker:

"Should I put down my shell?"

"Looking for the blue sky"

"Gently drifting with the gentle wind"

"I don't feel any pain when I experience an injury"

"I'm going to climb up one step at a time"

"Wait for the sun to look at its face quietly"

"A small day has a big dream"

"Wrapped in a heavy shell and looking up gently"

Yu Xian's pronunciation is not very clear, but this is just right for people to hear the moving melody of this song. When the judges on the judges' bench heard this, a feeling of hairs standing on end instantly appeared - this voice is too distracting!

One is the voice, and the other is that the lyrics are just in line with Yu Xian's words before singing, which is obviously a slow-paced tune, but there is an invisible strong thrust in it.

"I'm going to climb up one step at a time"

"Fly forward on the blades at the highest point"

"Let the wind dry the tears and sweat that have flowed"

"Someday I'll have my own day"

……

"Snail" is different from ordinary songs, where the chorus then turns back to the main theme, but stands domineeringly on the high platform of the chorus, and cannot hold it high for a long time.

Such a foul tune coupled with simple and easy-to-understand but extremely infectious lyrics was like a punch that hit the hearts of countless listeners present.

How many people are burdened with the disdain and belittlement of others, while silently paying far beyond ordinary people's efforts? How many people grit their teeth and endure hard work, face countless difficulties, but never mention it to others? How many people have endured the ridicule of others, the difficulties of superiors and seniors, the incomprehension and indifference of relatives and friends, and still insist on their dreams?

Who knows.

However, now, the song that Yu Xian was singing softly seemed to be helping them to tell, making their hearts throb inexplicably and burst into tears.

"I'm going to climb up one step at a time"

"Fly forward on the blades at the highest point"

"Let the wind dry the tears and sweat that have flowed"

"I'm going to climb up one step at a time"

"Wait for the sun to look at its face quietly"

"A small day has a big dream"

"I have my own heaven"

"Let the wind dry the tears and sweat that have flowed"

"Someday I'll have my own day"

……

The song ends.

The audience was almost all crying and clapping.

This song "Snail" should be exactly what Shang Yuxian said before singing, and it resonated in the hearts of countless audiences.

Everyone is as small as a snail, no one cares, but he, she, and they all insist on "climbing up step by step", and the song repeats this sentence again and again, like an invisible blade, stabbing everyone's tears.

Especially at the end of "Let the wind dry the tears and sweat that flow, one day I will have my own day", isn't it exactly what everyone expects, constantly roaring in their hearts, a dream that is difficult to talk about?

A single song has sung the hearts of countless people!

"Yu Xian! Yu Xian! I don't know who suddenly got up, and then countless people followed and shouted.

"Yu Xian!"

"Yu Xian!"

"Yu Xian!"

……

The entire concert hall echoed with the shouts of "Yu Xian", and suddenly, something that no one expected happened.

"Boom! Buzz......" The microphone in Yu Xian's hand suddenly slipped off, and there was a screeching sound after hitting the stage floor.

"Bang!" The next moment, Yu Xian's body shook, his legs were weak, and he fell in the center of the stage.

There was an instant silence in the hall.

"Salted fish!" Xu Tao roared, rolled out of his seat, and rushed straight onto the stage in desperation.

Li Dafen, Chen Xu and Yu Jiajia rushed out one after another.

"Salted fish! Salted fish! Wake up, wake up! Xu Tao just wanted to pick up Yu Xian, but was stopped by a male teacher.

"Don't touch him yet, call 120 and call an ambulance!"

"Boom! "I don't know who inadvertently kicked the microphone on the stage, and the microphone began to roll because ......of the force.

"Knock, knock."

The microphone really rolled to Yu Xian's mouth, and in an instant, the sound of even and long breathing came out of the speaker......