Entertainment from Divorce

Chapter 40 The Quiet Square

When the host read Tan Yue's name, the audience was worried about how to withdraw from the blind date.

"Shit, it can't be him, can it?"

Promise widened his eyes and looked at the stage without blinking.

I saw the figure who took the stage in a hurry, it was all too familiar!
Liu Jing next to him noticed the change in the promise and looked up and asked, "What's wrong?"

Promise took a deep breath, suppressed the surprise in his heart, pointed to Tan Yue on the stage and said, "That's my buddy."

Liu Jing opened her mouth slightly and turned to look at Tan Yue on the stage, "You buddy? You are so handsome."

Promise rolled his eyes silently.

Liu Jing curled her lips slightly, "However, where did he choose this song? I've never heard of it, and the title of the song is too weird, isn't it, "A Song for Myself"?"

Promise did not speak, but looked at the stage, he remembered the scene of Tan Yue singing at the Blue Ocean Bar last time.

This kid sings well, at least as far as the promise sounds, it's still okay.

"Does he sing well?" Liu Jing asked.

Xu Nuo thought about it and said, "It's not very good, but it's not bad."

Liu Jing snorted and looked at the stage curiously, waiting for the promise of this buddy to sing.

Offstage,

The audience also looked at Tan Yue who was on the stage.

"The guy is quite spirited."

"Tan Yue? Sounds familiar?"

"This handsome guy is very handsome, I don't know how to sing?"

Below the stage, Wu Xuemin, the choreographer of "I Am a Singer", held his chin with one hand and looked at Tan Yue on the stage.

Not to mention, it's no wonder that Qi Xue's appearance is really outstanding, and he is much more handsome than the host of their show.

On stage,

Tan Yue stood still in the center of the stage, looking at the thousands of spectators under the stage, he was still a little nervous.

Take a deep breath, hold the microphone tightly, and wait for the accompaniment to play.

Soon, the slightly muffled piano sound slowly sounded, and there were occasional guitar sounds.

After the accompaniment sounded, the noisy scene slowly quieted down.

Listening to the accompaniment, Tan Yue nodded slightly as he had imagined.

This was also the first time he heard the accompaniment. He copied it from the recording studio on the stage. After signing up, he handed it over to the staff of the program team.

Tan Yue looked from near to far, past the crowds in People's Square, past the bustling streets, colorful neon lights, towering high-rise buildings, and looked at the dark night.

During this time, when Tan Yue was bored, he occasionally used the guitar that Qi Xue left behind to sing songs, and slowly he felt that he had improved a bit.

On the other hand, Tan Yue chose this song with consideration. One reason is that he likes this song himself.Another reason is that the most moving person in this song is not singing, but emotion, which is a life view expressed by the song.

In a previous life, I heard an old professor from the Conservatory of Music say at a wine party that honesty and accuracy are the criteria for testing art.The creator is honest with himself, has sufficient experience and the ability to express, and gives people the feeling of being accurate.And what is accurate is the most direct to the heart.

And this "Song for Myself" shows the old professor's words vividly!

Withdrew his eyes, closed his eyes slightly, and Tan Yue began to sing along with the melody of the accompaniment.

"Thinking about it but not getting it,
How are you living.

The reluctance to give up,

Just talking about the past.

Until you find out that time is a thief,
It has already stolen your options. "

After a section of singing, Tan Yue's breathing was a little loud because of his lack of singing skills. However, this was just an audition for a local program, and the audience were not those picky musicians. It didn't affect listening to the song, and no one cared at all.

I saw the smiling and careless faces, but now they all turned their eyes to the stage, to the person on the stage.

Young people only feel that this song is too monotonous, without skill, and it is the same as normal speech, but it is not too hard to hear and unacceptable.

And some office workers, middle-aged people and even elderly people have a different feeling when they hear it.Life is in a hurry, but you can't get what you want.

This is a life experience that many people have, which makes those who have experience and setbacks feel feelings, sorrows, and resonance.

Tan Yue continued to pause for a while and continued to sing:
"Love is but a fever,
Missing is followed by a bad cough.

is not forgiven,
but can't stop it,
Hatred over the wall at night.

is empty,
but humming,
Who put a cold gun in your heart,

old love vows,

Like a slap,
Whenever you remember a sentence,
Just get a slap in the face,

And then for several years I couldn't smell it,
Can't smell a woman. "

Under the stage, Wu Xuemin got goosebumps and looked at the stage dumbfounded.

As a middle-aged man who has worked in the cultural industry for so many years, he asked himself that listening to songs would basically no longer cause him to have great mood swings, but this time he was wrong.

Who put a cold shot in your heart!

This is not singing at all, this is poetry!
The love and hate of life, whenever it happens, the person in it will face the surging emotional impact, like a high fever, like an unstoppable hatred, when it is washed away by the years, there is nothing but empty space. of loss.

Wu Xuemin pursed his lips tightly, he was afraid that he would lose his temper.

In fact, Wu Xuemin only stared at Tan Yue on the stage, but he didn't realize that although he was the director of the show, no one paid attention to him. Everyone was looking at the man on the stage, looking at Tan Yue!

Tan Yue opened his eyes, took a breath, smiled, and shook his head slightly. His face was obviously still young. I don't know if it was because of the light, or because he had experienced some ups and downs, but it seemed inexplicable.

His voice was low and rough.

"The past is not like smoke,
Yes,

It is not a virtue to reminisce in love,

It's a pity that love is not like writing songs,

No matter how serious you are, you can't become a style.
I ask who you have seen miss miss,

Whether you're a repeat offender or a never-before-seen criminal,

The only thing I know is the long-term relationship,

Haven't seen a long time together. "

In the huge People's Square, it was surprisingly quiet at the moment, only the reverberation of the singing, only the soft sound of the accompaniment.

Many young people looked at Tan Yue on the stage from the contempt at the beginning to the horror now, and they were astonished.

At this moment, it seemed as if the air had fallen into silence.

(End of this chapter)