"Chen Xiang is the most handsome!"

"Chen Xiang is invincible!"

When Chen Xiang came to power, a batch of barrages suspected of being brainless fans suddenly appeared in the live broadcast room.

These barrages appeared one after another, so that many people watching the show had to close a large part of the barrage.

Some netizens who can't look past it are directly scared.

"What am I talking about? It has to be Brother Dao, the little fresh meat is really a tumor. ”

"I just said that this show is a clear stream, but it was polluted."

Although some people are open, but after all, it is only a few, and it is a bit painless for those barrages that swipe the screen.

After Chen Xiang started singing, this song of not low quality made some neutral people start to sway.

"I listen to this song and write it really well, Chen Xiang's singing skills are also good, isn't it a little fresh meat without strength, right?"

"Netizens are too extreme, they can't look at how handsome people are, and they think that others must be incapable."

"Do you have to look like your erhu brother? I listened to the previous two songs, and that's it, right? Who knows when it was written, don't show your feet this time. ”

As soon as these words came out, even if Chen Xiang sang really well, but in the face of such slander, can you bear it when you see the current netizens from the first week?

Naturally not, it's just the Internet, as long as I have a fast hand, you have to call me Dad!

As a result, the barrage began to become full of gunpowder.

Some neutral netizens who watched from the sidelines were happy, and sometimes when they saw that the barrage was less, they would insert a sentence or two.

Even when Chen Xiang finished singing and Chen Shuren came to the stage, this kind of quarrel did not stop.

It wasn't until Chen Shuren's recorded accompaniment sounded that Chen Shuren's fans gave up the quarrel and were ready to listen to the song.

And the result of this behavior is that the barrage on the screen is full of sunspots.

"So ugly? Still learning to sing? Isn't it good to do some behind-the-scenes? ”

"Chen Xiang's song has already made my blood boil, I can't listen to anything at the moment, can the director click the last part?"

"Hehe, I want to hear it, what is there to brag about the erhu brother in your mouth!"

The barrage kept rolling, and the prelude to the song finally ended.

Chen Shuren, who was holding the microphone, transmitted his singing voice to the ears of all netizens in the live broadcast room.

……

♪ In the beginning, I was ♪

♪ An innocent and crying child ♪

♪ Ten years later, I finally understood ♪

♪ As long as you give it your all, you don't care about failure ♪

……

Gradually, the barrage began to decrease.

Some neutral netizens who were coerced by black fans, after hearing Chen Shuren's songs and lyrics, quit the team of brushing the barrage and began to listen to the songs quietly.

Some people even directly blocked the barrage of the entire live broadcast room, staring at the handsome teenager holding the microphone in the live broadcast room in a daze.

But this was just the beginning, when Chen Shuren's sudden spike in volume appeared with the lyrics of the chorus.

The barrage in the entire live broadcast room was suddenly clear.

……

♪ Run, proud boy ♪

♪ In the young heart, there is a firm faith ♪

♪ Burn, proud blood ♪

♪ I'm going to sing the victory song again ♪

……

A high school, repeat class.

At night, the light-lit classroom is filled with the sound of books or pens scratching through paper.

These students, commonly known as senior high school students, are busy studying.

They wanted to get back what they had lost in the college entrance examination, but it seemed that they were using too much force, causing their eyes to lose the look they should have as teenagers.

Of course, there are exceptions to everything.

Not everyone in this class is repeating in order to get into a better school.

There are also those who simply don't know what they can do after graduation, so they go back to the classroom and continue their studies under the arrangement of their families.

Daniel Zhang is such a person.

He didn't know why he wanted to study, he didn't know why he worked hard, even if the classmates next to him were studying, he didn't have the desire to learn.

So, he messed up and swiped the live broadcast with his mobile phone.

Just as his fingers slid to the next live broadcast room, a burst of singing suddenly came from the headphones.

Time passed minute by minute, but Daniel Zhang's fingers did not move again.

He was so stunned and listened to this song.

For a long time, when the chorus part of the song was about to sound again, Daniel Zhang looked up at the surrounding classmates, and then at the teacher reading on the podium.

Perhaps it was the courage that his name brought him, Daniel Zhang, unplugged the headphone cable!

♪ Run, proud boy ♪

♪ In the young heart, there is a firm faith ♪

The young man's passionate voice instantly spread throughout the classroom.

On the podium, the teacher's angry eyebrows rose upside down when he understood what was happening.

But then, after he listened to the lyrics for two sentences, the hand holding the chalk fell.

Without the teacher's stop, slowly, in the full classroom, all the senior high school students raised their heads one after another, listening to the sound ringing in their ears.

Those eyes, which were originally a little dull because they were forced to study all day, gradually regained their clarity.

When the song stopped, the teacher's voice sounded: "Daniel Zhang, what is the name of the song, play it every day in the future." ”

"Teacher...... This is a live broadcast, no song source. ”

Syllable!

A piece of chalk smashed Daniel Zhang's head!

"Dare to play songs without song sources? Keep learning for me! ”

Daniel Zhang patted the chalk ash on his head, and his eyes lit up.

"There's no song source, but I know the name of the song, it's called ...... Proud teenager! ”

……

Something like this is still happening.

In a prefabricated house on a construction site somewhere.

He Qiang, who had just turned 20 years old, held chopsticks in his right hand and held instant noodles for two minutes.

When the teenager in the cell phone video stopped singing, he glanced at an iron box in the corner of the room, and then shoved the already cooled noodles into his mouth.

After eating, he picked up his phone.

"Mom, are you doing well?"

"I'm fine, I've received the money I gave you, right? That's good. ”

"Where's the little brother? Hey, little brother, did you get the first place in the exam? Not bad, but not to be proud...... Forget it, it's okay to be proud, haha, next time I take the first exam, my brother will buy you a mobile phone! ”

After making a phone call with home, He Qiang packed up and changed into yellow overalls, then walked out of the room and rolled out the second-hand motorcycle from the carport, ready to deliver takeaways.

In the past, he rode well, but this time, he drove the small motorcycle out of the S-shape, and shouted the song he had just learned.

"Run, proud boy!"

The song carries people away.

Perhaps no one will ever know that in He Qiang's small house, an admission letter that has expired for two years lies quietly in an iron box.

……

Inside the program group villa.

When Chen Shuren's singing stopped, the hall fell silent.

"Smack!"

A voice broke the silence.

Li Dao jumped up, threw the paper fan in his hand to the ground, and then roared out with a red face:

"Knife man combination, I won't agree without you!"

……