On the day of the finals.

Lin Zhixing got up early, and had a strange dream last night, dreaming that he had beaten a tiger before the final, and was nicknamed by fans.

- Fight the tiger tonight.

After the race, he won the championship and woke up in celebration when he looked at the time of the early hours of the morning.

There is a saying that "the meridian dream will definitely work", which is a very good sign.

He planned to make another wave of metaphysics, so he took out a pair of purple underwear from his backpack and changed it on, hoping that tonight "it will work"!

After changing clothes, he took out his mobile phone under his pillow and clicked on Weibo, intending to ask for a wave of tickets for the evening game.

In the comments on Weibo, they are all blessings from fans.

"Come on, yes! Today you are the champions! ”

"I've never voted on the show, I'll top you once tonight!"

"I watched your live trash talk yesterday and was a fan of the circle, I like to see you pretending to be forced too much, come on, realize the cruel words released tonight!"

Lin Zhixing looked at the words of encouragement from fans, and felt a little full of strength.

"How can you do it without working hard? People who love me want to see me on to the top! ”

"Come on!"

Lin Zhixing encouraged himself, edited a Weibo and posted it.

[Jiaolong is trapped on the beach, and it will turn into a dragon when it encounters a storm! ] Family, help me reach the top tonight! 】

……

At half past seven in the evening, outside the recording building.

Two hundred on-site spectators lined up in an orderly manner to enter.

They looked at the hall passage with light in their eyes, and almost everyone had support equipment in their hands, posters, light signs, support sticks, etc., as if they were coming to a concert.

These viewers who can come to the recording site to watch the finals today, all of them are koi, and they are the lucky places drawn by the program team on Weibo, they have reported it a day in advance, if the person who won the prize does not come, there are still alternate audiences.

The admission process is very slow, and the staff checks very carefully.

I'm afraid that someone will sell the winning places, if a wealthy fan buys these places, and then all support one person, then there will be a big live broadcast accident.

Now.

A handsome guy in a gray tracksuit took a scissorhand selfie in front of the recording building, and after sending the photo on WeChat, he showed his ID to the security guard and strode into the recording building.

……

Inside the lounge.

The top four players all put on their makeup and changed their attire, and while waiting for the entrance, they were all practicing their vocalizations, and the room was very noisy.

Tonight is the most important moment, and Lin Zhixing, who never practices before the game, also practices steadily.

"Zhixing, are you nervous?"

Song Ge watched the clock on the wall pass little by little, a little anxious, turned his head to look at Lin Zhixing, who didn't know what he was thinking, and asked, wanting to seek some comfort in his heart.

"Nervous!"

Lin Zhixing patted her hand on the long black skirt and said with relief: "Everyone here is nervous, no one is sure of winning, and in a nervous state, the game is still fair, just relax your mind." ”

After listening to what Song Ge said, his nervous and anxious mood eased slightly, and he made a cheering gesture, "Mmmm, we will win!" ”

As he spoke, Lin Zhixing's pocket vibrated twice, and then he realized that he forgot to turn off his mobile phone.

I took out my phone and glanced at it, it was a WeChat message, and my roommate Liu Junjie sent a photo, and the background of the photo was the recording building.

When Lin Zhixing turned off his mobile phone, the corners of his mouth hooked up with a smile.

Oops, the sponsor's son-in-law came to see the game?

……

In a room of Atour Express Hotel, double curtains block the room in pitch black.

"Wipe me and lie down again."

"Good ......"

Ji Yu, who was flushed, sighed with satisfaction and tiredness, took out her mobile phone from under the pillow, clicked on the Penguin Live app, and waited for the live broadcast to start.

Dong Chen, whose face was bloodless, leaned over, threw the paper ball into the trash can that was about to come out, and then lay on the bed and posed in a big word.

"Baby, Ringo and the pigeons are going to start racing in a moment!"

"Well, they're going to win......"

Ji Yu turned her head to look at her sleepy boyfriend, and suddenly remembered to ask, "Are you ready to give the video to Brother Lin?" ”

Dong Chen closed his eyes and nodded, "It's done, I sent it to him yesterday!" ”

"That's good."

……

Eight o'clock in the evening.

After a start gesture from the on-site director, the live recording of the last episode of "The Birth of the Group" officially began, and the audience quieted down and raised their support equipment.

Looking at it, the number of fans of the Sunshine Youth League and Fengqi Wutong accounted for two-thirds of the audience, and the rest were the fans of the talented women and the Mulan brothers.

The uplifting music sounded.

The five brightly dressed mentors appeared in turn amid the enthusiastic applause and screams of the audience, and the anticipatory netizens poured into the live broadcast room on time, and the barrage floated all over the screen.

"First, the sofa!"

"It's the last issue, everyone's slogans are brushed up, and the slogans are floating all over the screen!"

"The birth of the combination can't be lost, oh yes, just like a pancake can't lose the green onion!"

"Sisters, let's brush up the slogan!"

"Sunshine Youth League, warm as the sun illuminates you!"

"Husbands, come on!"

……

Inside the Director's Office.

Ji Lei looked at the initial data in the live broadcast room, and was so surprised that he couldn't speak, the initial data was 3.5 million, and it seemed that breaking the record of 4 million was an inevitable result.

The barrage in today's live broadcast room almost can't see the name of the mentor, and the two waves of fans of Fengqi Wutong and the Sunshine Youth League are inseparable.

"Okay, good, the smell of gunpowder is getting stronger!"

……

Gorgeous on the stage.

"Good evening viewers, welcome to the music talent show "The Birth of a Group", sponsored by Penguin Live and Penguin Video......"

The host of the scene wore a very handsome suit today, and after his passionate introduction, the camera gave the top four players in the contestant seat, and everyone gave a short close-up.

Although they were all nervous, their faces were quite calm, and they were all smiling and waving at the camera.

Lin Zhixing waved his hand, compared to the camera, and said a "oh yes" lip shape, and the fans in the live broadcast room were boiling when they saw this scene.

"Okay, I announce that the final competition for "The Birth of a Group" is now open, which group will be the first to appear tonight? Look at the stage, everybody! ”

With the host's shout, the camera turned to the stage screen, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

"Don't start us!"

"Don't start us!"

The eight teenagers of the Sunshine Youth League thought silently in their hearts, the audience's mood was not stable, and the opening performance was too bad.

Three.

Two.

One.

When the countdown ends, information about the upcoming players appears on the screen.

【Friendship Years】

【Fengqi Sycamore】

[Lyrics: Lin Zhixing]

[Composer: Lin Zhixing]

[Arranger: Lin Zhixing]

"Next, I invite the Fengqi Wutong Combination to bring you the original song "Friendship Years", everyone applauds and welcomes!" After the host reported the scene, the scene erupted in warm applause.

"Yay!"

At the beginning of the rival, the eight teenagers of the Sunshine Youth League were happy in their hearts, and they all looked sideways at Lin Zhixing and Song Ge.

With a 1 in 4 probability, I was prepared.

Lin Zhixing and Song Ge were very calm on their faces, the finals were difficult, and even if it was the opening singing, it would not be a big problem.

"Friendship years? The name of this song is very topical! ”

"Although the years are not long-lasting, the friendship is long-lasting, the name of the song is good, look forward to the song!"

"Oh, yes, I'm coming, cool!"

The audience talked a lot, some talked about the name, some talked about Lin Zhixing and Song Ge, but no one talked about originality, because they were all used to it, and it was not the original that was unexpected.

After the player's information lingered for a few seconds, suddenly the screen changed, and a line of words appeared.

[The pre-match trash talk of the semi-finalists.] 】

The subtitles flashed, and then Lin Zhixing appeared on the screen.

"From the moment I made a slight move, I knew the limits of this show, opponent? At that moment, I put my hands in my pockets, and I didn't know what an opponent was! ”

"Are you all here to fight for second place?"

Many viewers don't have the habit of watching daily live broadcasts, they didn't see yesterday's live broadcast picture, and after seeing Lin Zhixing's speech against the sky, the scene and the live broadcast room exploded.

"Oh, yes, he's mighty and domineering!"

"Cow, this force is directly full!"

"This forced pretending to be very handsome!"

"If the words are released, you have to win, otherwise this video will become the scene of social death!"

Players' seats.

"Fight the tiger tonight!"

Lin Zhixing lowered his head and said a word silently in his heart, and when he raised his head again, his eyes became firm, and he glanced at Song Ge, and the two of them took the stage together.

"Hahaha, everyone, look, oh yes really put his hand in his pocket!"

"Yes, it turns out that the video is only half loaded, but now it's full, 666!"

"Full marks, gotta full marks!"

The audience only saw Lin Zhixing walking to the stage with his hands in his pockets, where they couldn't see......

"Oo......oo

At the same time that Lin Zhixing took the stage, even the music for the appearance of "God of Gamblers" was matched in his mind.

I'm the most handsome guy in the show tonight!

"It's really pretending!"

"The future is undecided, how dare you?"

The three groups of players in the contestant's seat collectively had black faces, especially the eight teenagers of the Sunshine Youth League, all glared angrily, but they didn't expect that yesterday's trash talk was just a foreshadowing, but it was real?

"You're really beautiful now, don't fall too badly for a while!"

Mentor seats.

Wang Cong looked at Lin Zhixing, who was full of confidence on the stage, and he liked it very much.

"Good boy, you're crazier than me!"

Dong Dehua looked at Lin Zhixing on the stage, and was also full of expectations for this song "Friendship Years".

……

Audience.

Liu Junjie looked at his roommates on the stage, and he was very happy off the stage.

"Yes, I haven't seen you for a long time, and now it's getting more and more mature!"

Happy and happy, he turned his head to look at the player's seat, and when he saw Li Zhenzhen's heavy makeup and beautiful face, he felt sick.

"Green tea, you wait to be eliminated by the third child!"

……

The stage spotlight fell on the two men.

Lin Zhixing was wearing a black jacket, grabbed a short piece of hair, and looked handsome and stylish. Song Ge was dressed in a black long skirt and stepped on crystal heels, beautiful and sassy.

The two of them stood together, the typhoon was too full, and before they could sing, the fans at the scene excitedly waved the cheering sticks.

After getting ready, Lin Zhixing turned his head and nodded to the music teacher.

The accompaniment with the feeling of electronic music sounds, and the rhythmic prelude makes people nod their heads unconsciously.

When most of the audience's eyes fell on Song Ge, unexpectedly, Lin Zhixing, who was beside her, slowly raised the microphone and sang in a deep voice.

"Lost time is scattered in the wind"

"As if I can't remember to face it again"

"Wandering days, you are reunited with fate"

As soon as he opened his mouth, the audience was stunned, Lin Zhixing was not shocked to sing first, the key is that this dialect is too shocking, it is actually Cantonese!

Before the audience could come back to their senses, Song Ge raised the microphone and sang.

"The naïve voice is waning"

"Distance from each other for the sake of the goal"

"Who is it in the past to gaze at the night sky"

"Comprehend the weariness of the heart"

The same is sung in Cantonese!

In surprise, the barrage in the live broadcast room floated up.

"I'll go, they can actually sing in Cantonese!"

"Oh, Brother Ye's Cantonese is average, why is Song Ge's Cantonese level so good? Is she from Guangcheng? ”

"That's good!"

While the audience was in awe, the chorus part arrived.

Lin Zhixing pondered for a long time, and suddenly pointed to Song Ge and sang: "Come"

When their eyes collided, Song Ge sang with understanding: "Forget the wrong and right"

"Come"

"Nostalgia for the past"

"There is always joy in the days of tribulation"

"I don't believe in despair"

"I don't feel hesitant"

"Competing in a dream"

"Strive for progress every day"

The two of them cooperated very well, and the live broadcast room was well received.

"Listen to the numbness, oh yes, as soon as the word 'come' came out, the voice of Song Ge behind him immediately surged, and it couldn't be stopped at all, the power was so fierce!"

"To be honest, not many singers can sing this flavor with the word 'come' alone!"

"The level of these two is really high!"

"These two words are really amazing!"

The other three fans in the live broadcast room were angry.

"Good fellows, don't you have anything else to blow? A word is also starting to blow? ”

"In the Wind and Rain"

"Uninhibited Awakening and Drunkenness"

"All stories seem to have happened in the wandering years"

"The wind blows and it has fallen still"

"Whoever will give it back"

"Let the tears have taken away the haggard night"

In the interlude, the big screen on the stage suddenly lit up, and a picture similar to a music video appeared.

The video tells the story of a successful man sitting in the general manager's office, looking at yellowed photos at night and missing his former best friend.

The memory picture explains two things, the first is that he and his good friend have drifted apart, and they no longer have naïve ideas, only their own goals.

The second is that whenever this successful man is depressed at night, he remembers the days when he struggled with his best friends.

Those good days inspired his fighting spirit, and the positive attitude of the past was also the original intention that constantly pushed him forward, and he still remembers this original intention.

Friends share weal and sorrow together, and it is a very beautiful existence in the past years of struggle, but once you reach the top, friends will not be able to go all the way with you.

The successful man in the video looked at the photo and recalled that he cried silently, and he could only let the tears take away the haggard night and the sadness in his heart.

The audience listened to the lyrics, looked at the picture, and felt like the video was made like a music video made specifically for the song.

In fact, this video is indeed a short film that Lin Zhixing asked Dong Chen to shoot on a short video.

The effect is quite satisfactory, so that people can intuitively understand the lyrics when they look at the picture, especially those who don't understand Cantonese.

In just half of the paragraph, many viewers have liked it, especially with this video, I feel that the song has a more sense of substitution, and the live broadcast room is well received.

"Oh, Brother Ye's two "come" and Song Ge are also too good to pick up, they are too tacit! I really like this song! ”

"I didn't like them very much before, and this song really exploded!"

"I just heard this song while driving at high speed, and suddenly the accelerator pedal soared to 200 yards, and I decided to give this song 88 points, and the remaining 12 points to the traffic police!"

"My blood was hot when I heard it, and in the morning of the seventeenth year I picked up a machete, cut from east to west, from north to south, and finally cut ten acres of sugarcane."

……

……

Mentor seats.

Wang Cong didn't know much about Cantonese, and at first he didn't quite understand the meaning of the song, but with the cooperation of the MV, he understood the song.

Xiaolin's idea is really good, and the friendship with a bit of pathos can actually move the audience even more.

Dong Dehua listened to the lyrics and watched the video, and was also touched by this song.

As the king of heaven, I can understand this song better, and many of my friends around me are small when they were children, and now many of them are no longer in touch because of the disparity in status.

When the title of "Ah Hua" becomes "Brother Hua", friendship is considered a thing of the past.

Sometimes I really miss them in my memories.

……

At the moment, off-screen.

In a family of three in a first- and fifth-tier city, a family is chasing the music program "The Birth of a Group", and the family is a loyal fan of this music program.

Xiaowen is a sixth-grader who is about to move to junior high school, he used to be a mischievous child, and in the fifth grade, he was often approached by his parents for being naughty.

Later, he was educated by his mother's iron fist of justice, and now he focuses on his studies every day, and his homework has improved from the bottom to the top ten in the class.

After all, the child is still young, Wen's mother allowed Xiaowen to watch TV with him on weekends, and gave him two hours to play with his mobile phone, but he was not allowed to play games, only to chat with friends.

This "The Birth of the Group" was being performed until the opening host spoke about the rules, Xiaowen was not very interested, opened the mobile phone buckle, and checked the news of this week.

[Xiaomei]: At the same table, I have a birthday on Tuesday, what gift are you going to give me?

[Xiaomei]: To give you a hint, I like round and hard.

Xiaowen saw the message, poked the screen, and replied.

[Xiaowen]: I'll give you a punch!

[Xiaomei]: I hate it, people want rings!

If you look ugly, you want to be beautiful, hehe!

Xiaowen snorted disdainfully and clicked on another new message.

This message was sent by the group of special concerns, and it was the former good brother "Lao Ba".

[Eighth Brother]: Brother, someone will block me at the school gate after school tomorrow afternoon, come and help me!

Xiaowen turned his head to look at his mother who was sitting on the sofa, and made up the picture of the iron fist of justice in his brain, shuddered, and trembled and lost a line of words.

[Xiaowen]: If I were 9 years old now, I could help you, but I am 10 years old now, and I have washed my hands.

"Playing a son, your favorite oh yes brother is going to sing!"

"Oh, good!"

Xiaowen put down his phone and watched it with his parents.

"Come and forget what is wrong"

"Come back to the past"

"There is always joy in the days of tribulation"

This lyric deeply touched Xiaowen, and I couldn't help but think of the days when I ate spicy strips with my brothers and fought together.

suddenly remembered that the eighth child who was just looking for himself had been beaten for himself.

At that time, he said that he wanted to be a brother for life, as long as his brother was in need, he would also help him in the sword mountain and the sea of fire, why did he forget it?

Xiaowen glanced at his mother beside him.

How can you be forced by the tigress's obscenity to ignore your brother?

is simply ashamed of the word "righteousness", Xiaowen listened to the song and recalled the previous friendship years, and his eyes gradually reddened.

I'll have to help my brother again, even if he's beaten up by a tigress.

Thinking of this, Xiaowen picked up the mobile phone on the sofa and planned to fight this tough battle.

Click on the buckle and find that the good brother has replied.

[Lao Ba]: Even if the fish is landed, it will still have a fishy smell.

Xiaowen looked at this passage and fell into deep thought, what my brother said was right, the fact that the golden basin could not erase the past, thinking of this, he typed a line.

[Xiaowen]: For the last time, I will protect you with my life! Hair position!

[Old Eight]: Liaocheng Xinmei Primary School - shared location.

[Xiaowen]: I will definitely arrive tomorrow, if there are not enough people, I will pull my cousin in the first year of junior high school.

[Lao Ba]: Thank you, brother, after the end, let's go to the old place to drink some white, this time drink two liters, I have a treat!

[Xiaowen]: Friendship years (handshake)!

Xiaowen put down his phone and felt that his blood was hot.

"I deserve the word brother!"

The other side.

Dad Wen was also moved when he listened to this song, and his thoughts couldn't help but go back to the days many years ago, when he sang K and flirted with his good brothers on the Internet.

In those days, there were really 100 yuan spent by the two of them, except for the girlfriend and pants that were not shared, and other things were not divided into you and me.

Time flies so fast in a flash, and in a blink of an eye, they have all started a family, and even their children are about to enter junior high school.

"Hey!"

Dad Wen was a little sad, he took out his mobile phone, clicked on WeChat, and found the avatar of his good brother who had not been contacted for many years, hesitated for a while, and still clicked on the avatar.

After deleting, deleting, modifying, and modifying, he reduced a large paragraph of the words in the chat box to one sentence, and the corners of his mouth rose and clicked send.

[Brother, how are you doing? 】

After posting, he watched TV again, listened to music and made up his good brother's reply.

Five minutes later, the phone beep sounded.

He quickly picked up his mobile phone and clicked on the new message, but he never expected that the good brother would only reply with two words briefly.

[No money. 】

The corners of Dad Wen's mouth were stiffly flattened, staring at his good brother's reply, he felt sad, and his eyes gradually reddened.

Music was playing on the stereo.

"Lost time is scattered in the wind"

"Let the tears have been haggard in the night"

That period of time was really scattered in the wind, and things were wrong!

In front of the screen, many men with the same experience were deeply touched by this song.

A new voting force is on the rise!

I was wrong, I owe a watch, and I will pay it back tomorrow, woo......

(End of chapter)