Fake girlfriend is a big star

When he started to sing this song, the heroic deeds on the big screen behind him were still going on, and the audience was already deeply involved before he could speak, but the singing sounded at this time, which was more appropriate to the occasion.

There is no prelude to the explosion of earth-shaking ghosts and gods, let alone the exciting part of the prelude, but it can still render the atmosphere to a low level.

However, as soon as Xiao Dong opened his mouth, time seemed to slow down, whether it was the scene, the screen behind him, or the whole world.

"Both are brave,
The wound on your forehead, your, different, your mistake,
all, don't hide,

Your battered doll, your mask, your ego,
Take the light, they say, tame every monster,

Stitch your wounds up, they say, no one loves clowns."

As soon as the singing came out, there was no sound in the venue.

If the video on the big screen is enough to make people silent, but when the singing comes out, it will only make people speechless. The first part of the lyrics does not describe the torment of facing difficulties, nor does it describe the difficulty of doing something , just simply sang people.

A person who goes against the crowd and moves forward firmly.

The first part is the story of growth, training and journey, but the tone has been set. In the myths and stories from ancient times to the present, the pen and ink always focus on the glorious image of the heroes and the great things they did. The description of what they experienced when they were not famous Very little, or even none.

"Why alone, no, glorious,
Man is only imperfect, worthy of praise,

Who said that a man covered in mud is not a hero."

Xiao Dong on the stage sang again, and the description of the song seemed to have changed, which was different from everyone's habitual cognition, and did not focus on successful events and their functions.

It's about the hardships they have suffered and the way they came from.

There is
What is sung in the song is not quite like singing, but the larger space seems to be encouraging.

"I love you walking alone in a dark alley, I love the way you don't kneel,

I love you, you have persisted in despair, and you refused to cry,
Love your tattered clothes, but dare to block the gun of fate,
Love you so much like me, with the same gap,
To go, to match, this ragged cloak,

Fight, fight, with the humblest dream,

To the whimpers and howls in the night,

Who said that those who stand in the light are heroes.”

Xiao Dong stood in place, holding a microphone in his hand, with no expression on his face. In this kind of segment where the melody rises, in the past, singers would always perform hysterically, and they were already standing on the stage. The action is also a lot of emotional rendering.

But he didn't, he just stood there so quietly, without any emotion, most of the lights above his head were extinguished in an instant, only a small beam of light fell from the sky and hit him, which seemed a bit cold and desolate.

There was no shouting, no exaggerated movements, and it looked calm, but the undercurrent was surging and continuous, like joint inflammation that would occur on a rainy day, and would never heal.

The audience stared.

There are audiences of all ages, ages spanning several classes, having experienced hard work and exams. There is no smooth sailing in the world, and you always have to do something different from others.

There is no shortage of successful people and heroes in the world, but most people don’t get what they deserve after working hard. Because of their own conditions, they may even be ridiculed by people around them when they work hard. Some people give up, and some resist rumors Feiyu walked forward with difficulty.

Those are all things buried in the bottom of my heart, but today, they were all sung by Xiao Dong's calm and deafening singing on stage, everything fits so well, what was once incomprehensible became the driving force for their progress .

"They say, quit your madness,
Like rubbing off the dirt,
Go up the steps, they say,

And the price is bowing your head,

Then let me, no, ride the wind,

You are as proud, that kind of lonely courage,
Who says those who play ordinary games are not heroes.”

Backstage, middle area lounge.

Zhang Hai stared blankly at Xiao Dong's performance through the big TV hanging on the wall.

He turned his head stiffly like a robot, and put his gaze on Li Zhen who was on the side, "He doesn't need an accompaniment, just to see who of us wants to touch him?"

"No." Li Zhen answered very positively, "He just wants to keep a hand."

"Then this word." Zhang Hai asked tentatively, "Isn't it because of us that we changed it?"

"Do you have such a big face?"

Zhang Hai: "."

He smiled awkwardly.

In fact, as early as in the demo session, Xiao Dong's performance made everyone feel a little uncomfortable-in terms of qualifications, everyone was in the same boat, and in terms of fame, they were all past players. During the recording session of the demo, you just sang a cappella, who do you look down on?

A song focuses on melody and lyrics, and at certain times, the accompaniment is also very important, but Xiao Dong just didn't release it, no matter from which angle you look at it, it gives people a feeling that he is pretending.

At once.
Pretty underwhelmed.

Zhang Hai admitted that when he first heard Xiao Dong singing, he actually wanted to meet him, but before the demo scoring session, Zhou Qiuyue said something like this when commenting on everyone:

"Xiao Dong's performance this time is much better than before. If the accompaniment is played, it will probably be a few steps better."

Just like that, Zhang Hai immediately woke up.

An a cappella can almost compete with the full version of the song, so what would the finished version look like?Moreover, Zhou Qiuyue is a demanding person. The guests who attended have heard about this, and some time ago, Gu Qinghan and Lu Yang had a heated argument with a blogger on the Internet about the song.
So everyone always thought that this was Lu Yang's ultimate move for Xiao Dong, and it could be called a heavyweight weapon's ultimate move.

This is also the reason why Xiao Dong entered the upper zone during the voting stage. The entertainment industry is not about fighting and killing. If you want to go on for a long time, you must be proficient in human relationships. Nowadays, Lu Yang is the best songwriter in the entire music scene. And he is still so young, who knows what he will look like in a few years, more than ten years.

The company behind them may not give Lu Yang face, but these singers, especially singers like Zhang Hai and Tan Cheng who rely on their strength to make a living and expect to have a good song for themselves, can they not give Lu Yang face?
It's just that everyone has been waiting to see how far Xiao Dong's song can go. After all, it is not easy to write a song that is popular all over the country. The bonus of luck.

However, based on Xiao Dong's performance on TV, Zhang Hai can see that this performance fully has that potential.

It’s just why the few lines of lyrics just now are so strange. I always feel that they are yin and yang, which is a bit difficult to deal with. Zhang Hai covered his face. If the current scene is matched with the bgm of "The Lonely Brave", then Lu Yang and Xiao Dong is a lone warrior, and people like Zhang Hai
Instead, he became a passer-by who was sarcastic and sarcastic.

A bit overwhelming.

Zhang Hai didn't dare to think wildly anymore, everything was as good as seeing it, his attention shifted to the TV again, Xiao Dong was still singing, and he became more and more excited:

"Go, shall I, this ragged cloak,
Fight, fight, with the humblest dream,

To the whimpers and howls in the night,

Who said that those who stand in the light are heroes.”

Zhang Hai, I feel like kneeling a bit.

in the audience.

Someone has silently pulled out a tissue.

Those who can come to the first recording site are unlikely to have hard-working social animals beating workers, but she is an exception. She just happened to meet the street performance led by Lu Yang, and happened to come over to watch the recording when she had time.

The pace of life in big cities is very fast now, and if you stop for a while, you will feel abandoned by the whole world. As a migrant worker, there are very few opportunities to calm down and watch performances.

However, today is a worthwhile trip.

She is close to thirty, not a native of Modu, but a girl from an ordinary small town, not as barren as the one deep in the mountains, and of course she has not experienced the happiness of being born with a golden spoon.

It's just an ordinary town, an ordinary girl.

The only thing that is not ordinary, perhaps, is the excellent academic performance she gained from studying hard since she was a child, the letter of notification to study in a big city in return for 12 years of hard work, and the job that she can successfully survive in a big city after college.

In the big cities, there are many people like her, but in the small town of her hometown, she has become a celebrity, a silly girl who has studied for more than ten years and is still working for others, and a girl who has worked hard for decades. The idiot who had difficulty buying a house in the big city turned into an idiot who insisted on running around in the big city even though he could go back to his hometown to cultivate himself.

Yes.

She admits that some people are right. With her salary and family conditions, it is not enough for her to settle in a big city. With her education, she can indeed return to her hometown to find an easy job. The salary may not be as good as it is now. , but in the small town of my hometown, my parents can live a better life.

But, she doesn't want to.

She just wanted to see the wider sky, and returned to the rental house with neon lights that she hadn't experienced more than ten years ago, and wanted to settle down in the big city.

She has heard enough discussions along the way. When she was a student, classmates from wealthy families whispered behind her back that studying was useless. After work, they said that her life would be worse than going back to her hometown.

But she didn't get what they wanted.

Everyone does that, and she doesn't, she's retrograde, just for her own dreams.

Maybe the dream is very humble, but no matter how humble it is, it is also my dream.

She is 28 this year, and with two more years of hard work and two more years of frugality, she will have enough down payment for the house to bring her parents over for the elderly.

Her parents are no longer engaged in the former coolie work, and she pays them a lot of living expenses every month. There is no need to show off these things to others. Only her closest friends will give her a thumbs up and say She is a hero.

She felt that she was indeed a hero, even if she failed to do something earth-shattering.

If time goes back, she goes back to the late-night school again. On the alley in the village in the city where she came home, she looks at her former self carrying a schoolbag and walking home under the stars and moonlight.

She would do nothing, just watch silently in the dark corner, watching herself walk away, walking on the same road, and then she gave her thumbs up and left slowly.

in the private room.

Gu Yuan took a big sip of wine for himself, without a cup, and without the attitude of a rich man at all, he drank like a middle-aged man who had been hit.

"This song is good!"

He patted Lu Yang on the shoulder vigorously, and poured himself tons of wine.

At this moment, he has forgotten all his thoughts about the entertainment industry, about Lu Yang, and about Gu Qinghan's future. His pupils were red because of alcohol. He drank several bottles of wine, both foreign and white. Fang Fei, who was drinking, was standing by to bring him wine.

The family status is there.

If before, he might be complacent, or he might think that his lover would make some demands, but now he didn't think of that at all, he just hugged Lu Yang's shoulder like a buddy, like a brother and like a father and son, Mouth alcohol recounted the original story.

"In the flood that year, when you and Qinghan were only three or four years old, the former comrades-in-arms of your father and I died." Gu Yuan took a sip of his wine, his voice was faint, and he seemed to be able to escape more than ten years ago, "At that time I have a small success in my career, and I sent supplies to the disaster area. I caught a glimpse of him from a distance. The guy who used to fight with me and your father in the team was there. That guy got promoted, but he didn’t look like an official. Unshaven, like a savage in a cave."

"What else did I say at the time? Oh, I told him to pay attention to the image of our soldiers." Gu Yuan smiled, as if the scene at that time was reappearing in front of his eyes, "He just waved his fist to make me roll, saying that I became a fat man, no Qualification mentions the word image in front of him, and then leads people to rush into the river cursing."

Gu Yuan smiled and cried, tears flickering under the light, and his voice trembled, "Sandbags were loaded, springs were blocked, dikes were reinforced. He led people to do the emergency rescue process for ten hours. It can be done in a few hours, but the rain was heavy and the water was high that day, and it took a long time to deal with it. He persisted until the last line. Finally, the danger was controlled and he fell down. The riverside that was so flooded never got up again."

"People go to safe places, and they rush to dangerous places." Gu Yuan said lightly, "At that time, that guy was in the same dormitory with me and your father, and we talked about him every day. No, it’s also so aggressive outside, it’s become a hero.”

"Actually, he is also ordinary." Gu Yuan said badly, "He just did something extraordinary."

"Yeah." Lu Yang nodded, and a line from a certain movie came out inexplicably, "God is actually a human being, and he only becomes a god by doing things that humans can't do."

"Do it well!" Gu Yuan patted Lu Yang's shoulder again, "write more songs like this, if your own father hears it, he will be very happy, and your other father and I will be happy to hear it too."

"Stop talking, I'll go to the bathroom and vomit."

Lu Yang thought, Uncle, you are really drunk, what do you mean my father will be happy if he hears it, he hasn’t died yet, and are you really going to the toilet to vomit? I always feel that you are It's not a big deal, the only thing that doesn't work is probably the eyes.

Why does wine flow out of your eyes all the time, like a fountain.

But he didn't dare to say it, so he could only help Gu Yuan back to the toilet, and the last sentence sounded on the stage: "Who said that those who stand in the light are heroes."