Chapter 7: Dear Friend
Four days later, the rematch of "The Strongest Voice in the Asia-Pacific Region".
"The departments are prepared, and the recording of the semi-final session continues, 3, 2, 1. Begin. ”
Meng Feibai, who was waiting in the backstage, walked out slowly under the instructions of the staff and stopped in the center of the stage facing the lights.
On the opposite side of the stage, there are four star judges invited by the program team, two of whom are vocal professors invited from professional universities, and the other two are recognized as powerful singers in the pop music world.
Because it is the first reality talent show in the Asia-Pacific region, the program team wants to reflect the professionalism of the program from all aspects as much as possible.
Meng Feibai has felt this since the audition.
Among the contestants who participated in the audition, there were many contestants who did not sing very well, but were quite good-looking. If placed in his original world, these people will be favored by the program team and capital in terms of their own topic degree and future ability to attract fans.
However, here, most of them have been ruthlessly eliminated, and few can advance, on the contrary, those players who are not very outstanding in appearance but have good voice conditions have become the focus of the program team.
As for Meng Feibai, as a contestant with a beautiful appearance and strong ability and a poor background, even in this era when the talent show has not become a story conference, the program team is keenly aware of his plasticity and help for the ratings.
So he paused the recording before he took the stage, gave the various departments and the four judges time to rest and adjust, and by the way, informed the judges of Meng Feibai's information and performance during the audition, so that they could be targeted when they waited for the next review.
As a veteran who has been in the entertainment industry for several years in his previous life, Meng Feibai certainly knew that he had received the attention of the program team, so he was not nervous when facing the serious faces of the four teachers, and after greeting the four mentors with a smile, he picked up the microphone with some embarrassment.
"I'm sorry teachers, I want to borrow a piano."
The four judges exchanged glances with each other when they heard this, and a middle-aged man who looked very dignified picked up the microphone and asked:
"You want to play and sing?"
Meng Feibai glanced at the name tag with his name written in front of the middle-aged man.
Vocal Professor: Zhang Xinnian.
"Yes, Mr. Zhang, what I'm going to sing today is an original song, because there is no accompaniment, so..."
Meng Feibai said a little shyly.
"Oh?"
Zhang Xinnian raised his eyebrows, a look of surprise appeared on his face, he glanced down at Meng Feibai's information, and found that he sang an original song during the audition, and his eyes softened a lot when he looked at Meng Feibai.
"Of course you can, but I'll warn you in advance, my temper is not very good, and if your performance doesn't meet my requirements and lives up to my expectations, I'll curse."
Meng Feibai glanced at Zhang Xinnian, who was pretending to be serious, and the other three judges who were sitting and waiting to watch the play with a smile on their faces, and couldn't help but feel a little funny.
When you cry.
He muttered silently in his heart, then bowed slightly to the judges' bench and walked steadily to the piano on the edge of the stage.
Although his right hand, which was injured by Sheng'er four days ago, has not yet fully healed, he believes that it will not affect his performance.
Opening the lid and looking at the black and white keys in front of him, which not only accompanied him in his past life, but also in his present life, he slowly sat down, inserted the microphone into the stand, and then closed his eyes.
In an instant, the bits and pieces of growing up with Jia Junjie in an orphanage came to mind.
He involuntarily frowned slightly, and after exhaling a deep breath of turbidity, he opened his eyes, his eyes full of nostalgia and sadness.
He didn't even open his mouth to introduce the title of the song, but went straight to his own performance, driven by emotion.
The slender and well-defined fingers danced lightly and the melody with a touch of melancholy slowly spread over the keys.
In the judges' seat, Zhang Xinnian and the female professor named Li Yuanxiao next to him glanced at each other in surprise, and they both saw the surprise and joy in each other's eyes.
"This little piano has been around for many years, and this melody is very well written..."
"That's right, his piano is by no means at the level of a beginner, and even better than the level of some seniors."
The two of them only had time to exchange two sentences, and Meng Fei's white and clear voice rang out.
"Say goodbye to summer, in the blink of an eye, all over the ground, falling leaves
Far away, Bai Yun was still speechless
Like I feel in my heart, there is still more and more..."
At the end of the summer eighteen years ago, in the Sanlu Orphanage, Meng Feibai, who had just crossed over and became a baby, opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was Jia Junjie lying in another crib next to him.
Since then, in addition to screaming with the noisy Jia Junjie every day, he can only helplessly watch the leaves outside the window turn from green to yellow, and then fall to the ground one by one.
Although eighteen years have passed, Jia Junjie's angry cry and those silently falling leaves have always been deeply imprinted in his mind and cannot be forgotten for a long time.
"Say goodbye to last year, and in the blink of an eye, it's winter again
It's only been a year, and I've watched the world change
There is a sense of vicissitudes and impermanence..."
Slowly, the two grew up and became best friends, and from then on they were inseparable like a hermit crab and his shell, until a sudden death separated the two of them.
"Oh~ friend, I miss you
The moment is especially strong, so many years
oh~ friend, I miss you
It's especially strong at the moment, we're so far away..."
Meng Feibai's eyes gradually moistened, and the strength of his fingers on the keys gradually increased.
Throughout the recording scene, everyone was infected by Meng Feibai's singing and piano sounds, and unconsciously fell into their own memories, not only the four mentors on the judges' bench showed reminiscing expressions, but even some staff members involuntarily put down their work and focused on Meng Feibai, who had completely forgotten himself.
"Oh~ friend, I miss you
The moment is especially strong, so many years
oh~ friend, I miss you
This moment is especially strong, we are so, far away. ”
Meng Feibai finished playing the last note, and his gently raised right hand froze in mid-air.
A tear finally overflowed his eye socket and slipped down his cheek.
"Xiao Jia, I will take your share to live well together, so, go all the way."
In his mind, the memory of Jia Junjie was sealed at this moment, and he finally came out of the grief of Jia Junjie's death.
"Smack, smack, smack."
A slow but firm applause woke up Meng Feibai, who was still trapped in his memories, he opened his eyes, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with lightning speed, and then got up and bowed slightly to the judges' seat.
He was greeted by four judges who were deeply moved and stood up to applaud.
Meng Feibai took a deep breath, squeezed out a smile, and slowly walked to the center of the stage.