Inside the Superintendent's Office.

"The aroma is rich and long, the taste is mellow and sweet, it is really a good tea."

Li Qun smiled: "Where did you get such tea?" ”

Song Wenhong: "Someone else gave it, you know I have always disliked tea." ”

Li Qun: "I'm really curious, why would you take a new column for a newcomer, if I wasn't more familiar with you, I really thought he had something to do with you." ”

Song Wenhong laughed and said: "This young man is very special, I can't tell him how special he is." ”

Li Qun: "Everyone thinks that you are better at talking, but in fact, you have always seen people well; To be honest, he can win the championship of "Assemble BBQ" and "Masked Singer" in a period of time, such a talent is indeed rare, if he is handsome, he is worth more than 100 million yuan now, right? ”

In the world of entertainment, it is always the good-looking people who take the lead, this is an eternal truth.

Although Feng Hao can be like a fish in water in the comedy world, this just limits his development.

Song Wenhong took a sip of tea: "Yang Crooked has taken him for a long time, In fact, along the way, there are many topics on this young man, his guitar saved a fresh life, he ran to save the scene but accidentally became the king of singers, you know, the most important thing for our satellite TV to do programs is exposure, with topicality, whether it is good or bad, it will bring traffic. ”

Li Qun: "Then you're not worried about the impact on the reputation of Satellite TV?" ”

Song Wenhong shook his head: "I believe in this young man, because I can see the light in his eyes. ”

"Light?"

Li Qun has been deeply involved in this industry for many years, and there is no light in his eyes.

But when he heard Song Wenhong say this, he couldn't help but sit up straight.

Song Wenhong: "Besides, you have also read the promotional words of "Speak for Yourself" that he came up with on the spot; I think it was the cry of his heart; There are too many unsatisfactory moments in life, and his cry can gain a lot of empathy. ”

"Alas!" Song Wenhong sighed: "The times have changed, and the ideas have to change, and now is the era of young people." You have to say that before, this kind of propaganda, how dare we broadcast it. ”

Li Qun was silent, but he had to agree with Song Wenhong's words.

If they only care about their feelings, then not only the show, but also Tomato TV will fall to the bottom.

He is now a little looking forward to what kind of talk show this Feng Hao will have.

The promo was made quickly, and it will be broadcast tonight to warm up for the next show.

The reason why Song Wenhong had to work overtime to rush out in the later stage was because Yang Crooked reminded him that many people on the Internet are not optimistic about this show now, and even ridicule and abuse, and at this time, you can try everyone's reaction by launching a promotional video.

After all, wanting to promote first is the consistent mode of variety shows.

.......

It was late at night, and Wei Yongning, who had just been abused for seven consecutive games of billiards, went back to the room to play the game in a rage.

Yang Crooked and Wei Qiutong didn't know where to whisper.

Feng Hao pushed open the door and walked to the lake.

The water of the lake is calm, just like the wind blowing on you.

The moonlight poured quietly on the leaves and flowers like flowing water, and a thin green mist floated on the lake, and the leaves and flowers seemed to have been washed in milk, and like a dream wrapped in light veil.

I try to smile strongly

Loneliness builds a wall

It can't be beaten overnight

The gentlest moonlight...

He couldn't help but snort softly.

"What's this song called?"

Wei Qiutong revealed through the clarity of the lake, like a beauty appreciating her beauty through the mirror.

"Haven't you slept yet?"

Feng Hao turned his head.

Wei Qiutong under the moonlight has a different kind of beauty.

The fair skin is noticeable even in the faint moonlight.

But somehow, under the background of night and moonlight, Wei Qiutong did not have the chilly feeling of the day.

This gave Feng Hao a sense of contradictory beauty.

Wei Qiutong didn't answer Feng Hao's question, "You haven't told me what this song is called." ”

Feng Hao: "Cruel moonlight." ”

Cruel Moonshine...

You don't have to listen to the melody, you don't have to read the lyrics, just a name like this makes you feel a sad atmosphere.

The name of the song is Cruel Moonlight, but the lyrics are "It can't beat the gentlest moonlight in the night", for lonely and lonely people, the unattainable gentleness is probably the greatest cruelty.

Wei Qiutong: "This is the song you just wrote?" ”

Feng Hao smiled: "Sort of." ”

Wei Qiutong stepped forward and sat silently next to Feng Hao.

She didn't look at Feng Hao, her eyes kept looking at the moonlight in the sky.

"Can you sing this song again?"

Well? Feng Hao was stunned for a moment, "But I didn't bring a guitar." ”

Wei Qiutong said lightly: "You don't need a guitar, your cappella is also very good." ”

This is the first time that Wei Qiutong praised him in front of Feng Hao, although Feng Hao himself knew that he sang very well, but it was really not easy for this to come out of Wei Qiutong's mouth.

Feng Hao nodded and sang softly:

Let me love you and then abandon me

I just have to set out and not the end

I'll always think you forgot to breathe

Loneliness makes me unconscious

......

Wei Qiutong glanced at Feng Hao, he sang very seriously and affectionately.

The literati are always lonely, and they are willing to find a place to hide; However, the nature of culture is to communicate and be understood, so I hope that high-level cultural acquaintances can have a kind of gathering, even if it is across time and space.

And this lakeside is the perfect place for such a long-awaited gathering.

......

If I hate you, I won't forget you

I don't resist all faces

If you don't grieve enough, you can't fly

But if you don't have a dream, why go far away

I've been wandering

But I've never seen the ocean

I thought it was forgotten

It turns out to lie in your hands

......

He sang "I thought I had forgotten", and the "forgetting" fluttered softly, throbbing unsteadily, and his thoughts were immediately sultry.

If this song does not add the right feelings, it is no different from ordinary love songs, and Feng Hao's biggest special thing is that he has his own emotions, and the songs he sings have his own temperament.

......

I try to smile strongly

Loneliness builds a wall

It can't be beaten overnight

The gentlest moonshine.

After Feng Hao finished singing, everything was silent.

Long...

"Can you give me this song?"

Wei Qiutong said slowly, her voice trembling a little.

Everyone has a shell that they think is hard, but how fragile and brittle it is in the cold moonlight.

Feng Hao nodded: "Of course you can, you can just like it." ”

He could see the sadness in Wei Qiutong's eyes, but he didn't want to ask what made her so sad.

There are some things that the person who wants to say will naturally reveal them inadvertently.

Everyone's mood leads to different feelings.

Feng Hao just felt that although it was cruel moonlight, it did not lack tenderness.

This beam of light also illuminates their respective directions.

In the dark, even a shallow light can give hope.