I really don't want to be red

Chapter 863 For the Ideal
Chen Sihan looked at the phone, tears could not be controlled.

As a singer, the emotions conveyed in the songs are more intuitive and obvious to him than others.

The same difficult experience made him, a man who was almost 45 years old, grit his teeth tightly so as not to cry out.

When An Ran sang the chorus.

Chen Sihan couldn't help the surging emotion in his chest, and cried "Wow" in the lounge.

"For ideal!"

Easier said than done.

It is for the ideal that he has persisted in fighting for so many years.

All the sadness, pain and grievance, this moment is like a huge wave in the sea, beating him out of control.

Crying heartily into the phone!
At this time, the manager, sister Zhou, who was standing at the door, had a gloomy expression.

Chen Sihan is crying like this?

That's right, it's too damn bullying, a song is about to be recorded, An Ran suddenly sings a new song, how do you let people play?
This guy puts too much pressure on people.

It is understandable for Chen Sihan to cry, but for him, he would feel wronged and sad.

"Hey, it's not easy for Sihan!"

"Just let him cry for a while!"

Thinking of this, Sister Zhou let go of the doorknob. She knew that men were good at face, and it was okay to cry in private, but it would make him feel very shameless if people saw it, even if it was seen by his closest people.

Sister Zhou quietly left the lounge, came out and told the staff: "Sihan is resting, no one is allowed to disturb him, you know?"

"Okay, Miss Zhou!"

The staff members nodded.

During this period of time, Chen Sihan was also quite tired, and worried a lot about the new song.

Now no one really bothered Chen Sihan.

After so many years of depression, it is time to release it.

As soon as the chorus sounded, there was a sudden silence on the scene, followed by huge applause and shouts.

"For ideal!"

Gu Qingyin stood up with red eyes and shouted loudly.

"For ideal!" Chen Fei'er shouted beside Nan Feng.

Then one by one the stars stood up.

Tan Ya, Chen Anni, Hu Ge, Jiang Tao, and the stars who came to the party all stood up.

Then there are the authors.

Nan Feng was sitting in a wheelchair, shouting at the top of his voice, "For ideals!"

He clenched his fists and slumped heavily on the wheelchair.

One by one the authors yelled, and their voices echoed throughout the studio without reservation.

An Ran's singing and loud shouts should be together.

It seems to be a tacit understanding.

It was originally a lonely piano accompaniment, but a heavy drum beat suddenly sounded in the middle of this moment, and then the rhythm of the bass began.

The enriched music accompaniment makes it even more difficult to restrain yourself.

The shouts that were originally chaotic, now became uniform.

Everyone at the scene stood up, raised their arms and shouted, "Ideal!"

The fiery atmosphere provoked everyone's heart to beat enthusiastically. Even a guy like Sun Yu, who has always been known for his calmness, felt the blood boiling in his heart.

Ever since he entered the web literature industry, his veins were full of calm and rational factors. He thought that he was used to watching the ebb and flow, and he would never be moved by anything again.

But now he felt a fire burning in his chest, and no matter how he tried to control it, he couldn't control it.

No, it was because he never thought of controlling this kind of passion at all.

The cold blood is definitely not because of the destruction of ideals, but because it is hidden in the deepest part for some reason.

At this moment, the enthusiasm in everyone's hearts was awakened.

Everyone in the audience, men and women, authors and stars, all raised their hands and shouted...

"Ideal, ideal, ideal..."

A deafening sound resounded through the scene.

But even so, it still couldn't cover up An Ran's high-pitched voice.

At this moment, the sound of electric guitar rose from the ground.

Li Xinying, dressed in punk, walked onto the stage with two long legs.

The slender and beautiful fingers slide on the strings.

A fast solo sounded like a galloping river, which matched the piano sound tacitly.

An Ran's voice seemed to have the power to penetrate the clouds.

"Still free myself, sing my song forever"

"Walk thousands of miles..."

"Forgive me for indulging and loving freedom all my life..."

With her head held high, An Ran's voice sounded like a volcanic eruption.

Unruly and decisive, fully reflected.

The performance of this song is like a heavy tear gas bomb. At this time, no one in the scene is not crying, and the tears are indulged.

Countless viewers watching behind computers and mobile phones.

They all covered their mouths, watching all this while suppressing excitement and emotion.

The camera sweeps.

Nanfeng was crying, his mouth opened and closed, as if he was singing along, and he didn't know the tears were flowing into his mouth.

"Futile", famous for his fantasy novels, stood up and waved his hands vigorously, tears rolling down his face.

"Grid", who has written three classic web articles, is fascinated, completely immersed in the singing, and echoes loudly. I don't know what he is singing, but I can see tears covering his face...

Chen Fei'er, Chen Anni, Tanya... everyone was in tears.

There has never been a song that has such great power. Compared with the song "Broad Sea and Sky", this song seems to touch people's hearts more, and it can better reflect everyone's heartbreaking sweat in order to realize their ideals!

The camera landed on Li Xinying's face.

Wearing sunglasses, the queen with loose hair looks like a child at this moment.

Tears rolled down her delicate face, no one could see her eyes, but everyone knew she was crying.

Finally, the camera fell on An Ran's face.

Strong and stubborn, he didn't have a tear on his face, but it was more touching and shocking than those crying.

"Oh my god... Teacher An, I'm really touched by you!"

"What the hell, why can't I hold back my tears!"

"Why? It's actually very simple. This song, Mrs. An, stirs up the hidden things in everyone's hearts. Those things that you thought you had forgotten are actually engraved in your bones!"

"For ideal!"

After these words came out, the entire barrage stopped suddenly.

Then more and more barrages began to pop up.

"For ideal!"

"For ideal!"

"For ideal..."

The bullet screens were like bullets crossing the screen, making Chen Sihan, who was watching the concert, cry like a tearful man.

He is also a very good singer himself, he never thought that he would be moved by other people's songs to his present state!

With trembling hands, he typed four words.

"For ideal!"

Among the countless barrages, no one noticed that one of them was posted by a certain big star.

In fact, there are many stars like him, who silently typed these four words.

Tears fell and hit the table.

Chen Sihan suddenly slapped the table, and hissed loudly: "For ideals, for ideals... Tomorrow I will release a song... I will release a song, and I will not be afraid when An Ran comes..."

Li Xinying's godlike solo at the end made Chen Sihan completely explode!

(End of this chapter)