me, the singer

Chapter 25 The Golden Sentence The Little Prince

On the stage, Xu Fan hugged the guitar: "I noticed that the song just now made many people look sad. But I hope everyone who listens to the song is happy."

"So, the song I'm going to sing next is called "Sorrow"!"

The scene gradually quieted down.

Xu Fan plucked the strings of the guitar.

"When you enter this field of pleasure,
With all your dreams and dreams on your back,
With all the makeup on every face,
No one remembers what you look like.

After three rounds of drinking, you are in the corner,

Stubbornly singing bitter songs,

Hear it drown in the noise,
You pick up your glass and say to yourself..."

Liao Tianyu's expression was relaxed at first, but when he heard the back, he realized that something was wrong.

Because Mr. Zhao Le, the judge on the stage, suddenly collapsed!
too suddenly!

Everyone noticed.

Zhao Le cried!

Kneel down!

What's happening here?
It's amazing to see this.

Where is Zhao Lebeng?

The judges on the stage basically collapsed!

The older you get, the faster you collapse!
The richer the workplace experience, the more violent the collapse!

Even Kami's eyes were red.

You know, Kami is from the ghost sound side, and he will never cry unless he can't help it.

Zhou Yibai controlled his emotions, let out a breath, and kept admiring Xu Fan's monster in his heart.

Won!

If he can maintain this level of lyrics in the future, Xu Fan will definitely win this round.

The lyrics are amazing!

That pretty much describes most people's careers.

In the dead of night, when alcohol has paralyzed yourself, what will you say to yourself when you pick up the glass?
Xu Fanlang's singing came.

"A glass to the sun, a glass to the moonlight,

Awaken my longing, soften the cold window,

So you can fly against the wind without looking back,

Don't be afraid of rain in your heart and frost in your eyes!

A cup of toast to the hometown, a toast to the distant place,

Keeping my kindness and urging me to grow,
So the north-south road is no longer long,
The soul no longer has nowhere to rest! "

After the first singing, the judges on the stage really stopped pretending.

I started wiping my tears with tissues.

Yes!

That's what they think when they're drunk.

Maybe not so artistic.

But whenever people get drunk, they must think "I will never bear it anymore"!
I want to turn against that supervisor and manager, let him bully me again, make trouble for me again, deduct my full attendance again, and call me after get off work to let me do things!

However, after waking up from the dream, everyone still had to go to work with their tails between their legs the next day, showing that fake and disgusting smile to the manager.

Or he misses his hometown after being drunk, and wants to let go of everything he has worked hard in this big city with no fixed place to go back to his parents.

But when I think of myself in my 40s, [-]s and [-]s, I still can't do anything, and I can only be defeated by life after all, abandoning family affection and warmth.

Parents are here, if you don't travel far, you must travel well.

Parents are here, no part-time jobs, part-time jobs are endless!
Do these four glasses of wine really relieve your worries?

Why do you get more and more sad!
At this time the singing sounded again.

Drunk more audiences.

"The soul no longer has nowhere to rest...a toast to tomorrow, and a toast to the past!

Support my body, heavy shoulders.

Although I never believed in the so-called high mountains and long rivers,
Life is too short why not forget? "

In the audience, the girl who lent Xu Fan the guitar burst into tears.

She hadn't had much mood swings before.

But when she got here, she couldn't hold back any longer.

The mountains are high and the rivers are long, but life is short.

No one can understand this pain better than her.

In the entire arena, except for Liao Tianyu, almost everyone was crying silently.

"A toast to liberty, a toast to death,

Forgive my ordinaryness, drive away the confusion,

Well, I always leave in a hurry after dawn,

Sober people... the most absurd! "

After Xu Fan finished singing, he slowly put down the guitar without disturbing the audience.

ten seconds.

20 seconds.

30 seconds.

After a full 3 minutes, Gao Xichun remembered that he should remind the host to come on stage.

Only then did the host realize that he should go out and control the field.

Only then did the judges realize that they should comment.

Only then did the audience realize that they should applaud.

Clap of applause sounded.

It went on for 5 minutes and never stopped.

Such a situation has only appeared twice on this stage.

Once because of Xu Fan.

The other time was because of...Xu Fan!
Looking at the state of the audience, how can anyone remember the previous "Life is but a song"?
Compared with this song of relieving sorrow, "Life is But a Song" is completely pretentious and pretentious, and it is the poor skills and ignorance of expressing sorrow for the sake of writing new words.

……

After calming down a bit, Zhao Le was the first to speak: "Why do you have such deep feelings about life? It stands to reason that you are not even 20 years old, but these emotions and vicissitudes are something that many middle-aged people have never had." of."

"You drink one cup at a time, and I cried before I could last the first cup!"

"Oh, it's embarrassing!"

Xu Fan smiled: "Not at all, not at all. If you really want to talk about your feelings, you may have to benefit from books and the Internet."

"Read thousands of books and travel thousands of miles. The Internet is nothing compared to books!"

After Xu Fan finished speaking, Zhao Le was stunned: "Ah? Which book are you reading?"

It was only then that Xu Fan realized that these people had never heard of this sentence, so he explained: "Oh, this sentence is to read thousands of books and travel thousands of miles. It means that the more books you read, the more experience you will gain. , rather than referring to a specific book."

"So many young friends who think that studying is useless now, don't make excuses for your laziness, and don't worry about the uselessness of your own learning."

"There is no such thing as a wasted journey in life, every step counts!"

The crowd was stunned again.

clap clap clap!
Zhou Yibo applauded fiercely, his palms turned red: "Okay! There is no such thing as a waste of life, isn't this [-] times better than a song in life?"

"With just this sentence, I can write a good song! Of course, I believe that what you write is better than mine!"

"To be honest, at first I didn't believe you wrote the lyrics to this song."

"If "Someone Like Me" matches your age, and you may have written it, then this song "Sorrow" is absolutely impossible!"

"However, what you said just now made me realize that your literary literacy is very high. I'm not just talking about academic qualifications, but your entire person's absorption, understanding, verification and re-creation of knowledge."

"This is also the reason why there are fewer and fewer outstanding new-generation songwriters in China. Nowadays, there are fewer and fewer songwriters with literary background who focus on literary literacy and cultural accumulation."

"Saliva songs, vernacular, and even some swear words are appearing more and more frequently in the lyrics. Not to mention whether the impact is not good, this kind of expression alone is difficult to make the current literacy become more and more Higher and higher public acceptance!"

"Songwriters have lagged behind the general public. It has to be said that this is the tragedy of the songwriting world! Too many ignorant people have squeezed into this seemingly beautiful business!"

"On the other hand, some well-educated songwriters, because they are separated from the public life, always write things that are floating, and cannot be widely recognized. Even I, who are relatively well-off now, have lost this deep feeling. The ability to create classic lyrics."

"Yes, you are very good!"

This can be said to be a very high praise.

Even Zhou Yibo vaguely expressed that he was not as good at writing lyrics as Xu Fan!

This has to make people gasp.

(End of this chapter)