supergiant age

Chapter 191 The Propaganda Meeting Ends

The melody of "Ideal Thirty Years" is so simple, without smoke and dust, a guitar and a poet muttering to himself, as if telling about growth, youth, and a story with that person.

With Yi Shuihan's singing, everyone in the audience entered that sad world.Back to the place where the dream collapsed, to see if it is covered with moss.

The entertainment journalists who have worked hard in the society for many years are also immersed in the singing, recalling the past.

That kind of indifference faded away from the desperate effort when I first pursued my ideal, and I became more relieved, rational and calm.At the same time, that kind of indifference is also full of persistence to ideals, as well as vision and desire for the future.

It just confirms the sentence: we are not old, and our dreams are not dead.

"Just bear sweetly

The stars moisten the windowsill
Light and shadow dance like in
say love in sleepiness
no more emotion
think understand
where dreams collapse

Now covered with moss..."

Yi Shuihan lowered his head and sang shallowly. When the last note fell, the audience burst into wild applause.

"Good! Great singing!"

"Sing it again!"

"Yi Shuihan, I love you."

The fans in the audience cheered. They didn't expect much from Yi Shuihan's performance, but no one thought that Yi Shuihan would bring them such a big surprise.

That soft and magnetic voice seems to be telling a slightly sad but still bright story.

The gentleness in the singing is different from the worldly impetuosity on the surface, and they are a little more relieved, which makes their hearts slightly lifted, not painful or itchy, but a little sad.

Liang Yong is a reporter from the entertainment newspaper in the audience, and also a music lover.

He also applied to the leader to participate in the promotion meeting of Chu Xinghe's new album this time, just because he likes the song "No Place to Shame" with resentment, venting, self-deprecating, and irony.

Before coming here, he had heard this song countless times, but after hearing Chu Xinghe's live performance, he was still shocked.

He could even say that only Chu Xinghe could interpret this song so well.

When he knew that this song was composed by the young man next to him, the first thought in his mind was impossible!

How could such a classic song be composed by this 20-year-old boy.

So he took an attitude of scrutiny when the young man performed on stage next.

However, when Yi Shuihan played the guitar and sang "A car is coming after the rain, driving through the pale twilight", he was caught by the ear, then shocked, and finally admired.

He has his own unique views on music.

Liang Yong considers himself a busy person, listening to pop songs and the like, he would feel sick after listening to them a few times.

He deeply analyzed himself and found that it was because, after listening to a lot, he could remember the melody and the lyrics. He knew what the lyrics were expressing. This song was a little fresh to him. All gone.

Then listen to fart, listen to another.

But this leads to a problem, that is, he never has a song that he likes all the time.

This kind of feeling is like looking at the playlists he has listened to, and feeling that they are full of shit.

Then I feel that I have been listening to shit before.

And then to doubt your own taste is to like shit.

Then know that even if you hear a song that is amazing, it will turn into shit in the end.Do you understand this despair?
Why should I keep listening to shit?

Until today, I heard Yi Shuihan's "Thirty Ideals".

Although the light guitar playing is soothing and repetitive, it is full of rhythm and the lyrics are as beautiful as poetry. I was surprised that such a song is the most suitable for me.

"Just grow old, don't wake up alone."

"You want to leave, but there is nowhere to stop."

"Just sing, squint your eyes, and the collapse of tears is just an existence that hasn't arrived."

"Youth is drunk again, and I have a nameless bosom."

In fact, he can't remember all the lyrics in the audience, but that's what he wants.

He likes this kind of lyrics that don't know what to say but feel like a story at a glance.

And you can also substitute it yourself, and substitute it however you want. Anyway, others can neither understand his story nor yours, so there is no wrong substitution.

No one can tell whether you are remembering your past love, or mourning your dead Erha.

Liang Yong never felt that a song could really make people so emotional that they shed tears.

The difference between a good song and a bad song is that a good song can easily evoke your memories and make you cry. This has nothing to do with the story of the song itself. What moves you is only your own story.

No matter what he said, he would thank Yi Shuihan for bringing him a song he liked.

As a token of gratitude, he is willing to help promote this talented young man in the manuscript.

And there are not a few media reporters who have the same idea as him.

Yi Shuihan's song really conquered many people.

The atmosphere at the scene did not cool down, the cheers of the crowd were endless, and the host did not even hear the announcement of the next session.

Chu Xinghe smiled helplessly, he didn't expect Yi Shuihan to steal the limelight of his new album.

This is really unexpected, but it's okay, after this round of publicity, Yi Shuihan's music career is on the right track.

Yi Shuihan, don't let down your talent!

Looking at Yi Shuihan who was slowly stepping off the stage, Chu Xinghe was eagerly looking forward to it.

And the audience watching the webcast was even more enthusiastic.

Many audiences were quite touched. They were immersed in Yi Shuihan's singing and their own stories.

Everyone wrote down their feelings one after another, and got a lot of praise and approval from netizens.

"The simplest love is that even if you reject me, I will never complain to you. But I will not get closer. If you ask for me, I will still do my best. From now on, I will hide my love Get up, stop ostentatiously, I will try my best to live well, I hope you too..."

"May I be in my thirties, and my loneliness has not yet awakened. I can still hold a guitar, a cigarette, and three glasses of wine. Thank you Yi Shuihan for moving me."

"After listening to the first two sentences, I recalled the glory, sadness, and hesitation in high school, and the final ending seemed to be lacklustre. Once upon a time, I secretly hated the people and things at that time. But until today, when I listened to it, I realized that maybe my youth It has already stayed in that blurred and wasted summer forever. Good song!"

"This is the folk song I like. Every time I listen to it, I get a cigarette, and every time I listen to it, I get a bottle of wine. And I only have one cigarette, and I have to last a night. I only have a little love left, and I have to live a lifetime."

……

These exclamations floated all over the screen, and people who didn't know it thought it was some literary youth gathering.

Yi Shuihan walked forward slowly with his guitar in his arms, behind him were the shining stage lights, endless cheers from fans, the shocked and admiring expressions of entertainment reporters, Wang Jie's expectant eyes, and Chu Xinghe's encouraging and supportive smile.

Step by step, he walked off the small stage of the publicity conference, but stepped onto the big stage of his own music path!

(End of this chapter)