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Chapter 43: Chapter 45: Can't Go Back

"Congratulations, you're a big step closer to success." A few minutes later, looking at the smiling Shen Hao, Fang Jing nodded his congratulations.

"Luck, luck, the main reason is that your song is good brother, so what... remember to ask me about that."

"Well! I'll ask for you as soon as I get a chance."

"Then I won't bother you, go back and wait for your good news."

In this round, because of the variable Fang Jing, Shen Hao passed with two out of three votes, but Huang Xiaoming didn't pass it because he felt that we are different. The song was too slobbery and uncreative.

Even so, Shen Hao is thankful, as long as he can live, he doesn't care if he drools or not.

Afraid of adding pressure to others, those who have sung cannot stay in the background, Shen Hao left after saying a few words.

The first round of the opening game had a good start, and the nervousness of the people behind was calmed down a lot, and they were not so nervous on stage.

The second singer is Liu Wei, an online singer. Her songs have the highest hit rate of more than [-] million on the Penguin Music platform, and she is known as the best ancient style voice.

Sure enough, the good voice is not covered, she sang her masterpiece, the most widely circulated song, it makes people's bones crumble when she speaks, it is not weaker than professional singers at all.

Among the 70 people, there are no more than five who can match her in singing skills. No accident, the three tutors unanimously passed it.

In front of Fang Jing is a chubby girl from Dali who has released an album and is very popular in their place.

When the tutor commented on her, she was very high. Han Hong even said that when she came this morning, her song was playing in the car.

It's a pity that Han Hong and Li Wen didn't give her a pass because she was already a debut singer, so there was no need to compete with these eighteen or nineteen-year-olds, which was unfair to others.

Huang Xiaoming, a good man, cast a vote. At this time, someone must come out to make a good face, otherwise it would be too ugly to veto it with all votes.

Fang Jing was not surprised by this result at all, it was obvious that this girl already had a brokerage company before she participated in the show.

People who have released records, come to the show to abuse them, rookies from Xinshou Village, isn't that bullying?

Even if Han Hong and the others agree, the program team probably won't agree. It's interesting enough to let you play for a few rounds, but if you continue, it will be a waste of time.

If any singer who is not popular comes to their show to gain popularity, then there is no need for them to run this show.

The next one is Fang Jing.

Without a guitar, wearing a plain lapel jacket with a white short sleeve, black jeans, and black casual shoes, this is Fang Jing's attire.

On stage, Fang Jing exhaled lightly into the microphone to make sure that the microphone was okay, then nodded and bowed to the staff beside the stage, indicating that background music could be played.

As the music started, an ancient flute played slowly, and the lyrics appeared on the screen behind Fang Jing, followed by an anime MV. In order to get close to the meaning of the song, he specially selected it all night.

For this reason, He Kangsheng also reminded him to contact the author of this animation and pay him as much as he should pay.

Don't wait for the show to air. If the original creator even goes to court with Magic City Satellite TV, then it will be a lot of fun. Losing money is a trivial matter, mainly because of embarrassment.

But Fang Jing was lucky, he called and the person confiscated the money, but the other party was very excited when he heard that he was going to be on TV, and thanked him for helping to promote it.

"Under the old trees at the head of the village, on the green grass leaves
The dew has not dried

In the morning mist the ferry boat sings songs
cross the creek

I lay on the roof with my arms pillowed
thought all night
Who in the Waxia hall talked about Chang'an on paper"

Fang Jing has practiced this song too many times, and he can sing it with his eyes closed, brewing emotions, finding a good entry point, and fully immersing himself in it as soon as he opens his mouth.

His voice is not as gentle and delicate as that of He Tu, but fresh and clean, and he is not caught in fireworks when he is a fledgling, but he has a different feeling when he sings this song.

He didn't deliberately show off his skills, and he was very quiet when he opened his mouth. He vividly expressed the vision of the young man who left home to pursue his dreams in his youth.

……

Shenchuan City, at eight o'clock, Wang Hong put his hands in his trouser pockets, walking on the street exhausted. He is 27 and eight this year. He is a salesperson of a 4S store and has just left work.

Cross the sidewalk, plunge into a snack street skillfully, and sneak into an old restaurant without looking up, "Fish-flavored shredded pork with rice, packed and taken away."

"Xiao Wang, why are you here so late today? Are you working overtime again?"

The owner and chef is a middle-aged man in his fifties with a square face. He was idle watching TV. When he saw Wang Hong coming in, he smiled and greeted him, got up and walked towards the back kitchen.

"Isn't that right! The unscrupulous manager squeezed us again for the sake of performance. He should get off work at six o'clock, and insisted on calling new and old customers one by one."

Poured a glass of water from the water dispenser, Wang Hong complained to the boss while waiting for the rice bowl.Don't look at their suits and leather shoes, they don't need to be exposed to the wind and the sun, the sadness in it is only known to themselves.

"The bridge deck is like frost and the soles are cold"

"Stepping on the bluestone slab"

"The girl rubbing shoulders has crooked eyebrows"

"I got on the ferry with my bags on my back"

"Looking back on the sidewalk"

"Cooking Smoke in the Outline of the Village"

"Rise and Float"

……

At the moment, there were no other customers in the small restaurant, and there was a sense of calm and tranquility on the TV, and the singing voice attracted Wang Hong's attention.

"The voice of Huaxia Dream?"

Office workers like them who can't see the sun at both ends have not watched TV for many years, and he doesn't know any idols whose little girls open and shut their mouths every day.

The guy singing on TV is not very old, he looks about the same as when he first came out of society.

After listening to a few lines, Wang Hong thought it was an ancient song about young people pursuing their ideals, but gradually the singing changed from sad to sad, and the low and mournful cries were full of remorse and unwillingness.

This reminded him of himself. He left home for ten years and came to work in this big city. His father was sick and he couldn't go back.

At the beginning, I was so ambitious, I didn’t want to live in a small mountain village for the rest of my life, but I yearned for the high-rise buildings in the big city, feasting and feasting, and took 200 yuan to take a trip of struggle.

Only then did he feel the hardships. He tried the days of 150 yuan a month, and the days of drinking tap water every day. He didn't want to try it again in this life.

The world is hot and cold, like a person who knows the temperature of drinking water, there are too many intrigues here, and few people can talk to each other.

"Am I really here?" Wang Hong was confused.During this period of time, he worked overtime every day, and he already had the idea of ​​leaving, but he was a little vacillating because he was reluctant to part with the high salary.

"What are you thinking about?" The boss packed the fried rice bowl and handed it to Wang Hong.

"I haven't been back for many years, I feel homesick." Wang Hong shook his head and chuckled.

"If you want to go back, go back!"

"I can't go back." Wang Hong thought for a while and sighed, "If I leave, I have to resign, and the family can't make money."

Leaving two pieces of five yuan and two pieces of one yuan, Wang Hong left with the packed meal.

"Chang'an City suddenly started to rain

Wet and prosperous vicissitudes
In the rush of people, I forgot

direction of arrival

Turn around and leave that year
The sound of water is far away from the river bank
Is the village still
……

(End of this chapter)