Fake girlfriend is a big star

Gu Tianheng felt happy.

He felt that the meaning of Gu Qinghan's words suddenly became unimportant. What was important was Ye Ning's reaction, whether she was angry or blushing. This is what is important. This can at least show whether she has a good impression of him. , and it will at least explain whether the two of them can make it to the end.

However, the happy time did not last long. Lu Yang and Gu Qinghan met the two of them and left. The couple knew the current affairs and knew not to disturb the two people's world.

It is a fact that they are a fake couple, but what can be confirmed is that at this moment, they came to this playground on their own initiative.

Gu Tianheng watched the two people walking away, thinking silently about the haunted house and the Ferris wheel in his heart.

Because just now Lu Yang and Gu Qinghan secretly taught him secrets. They said that the Ferris wheel is the most suitable place to confess. Two people will stay in a closed space for a long time. At that time, no matter how you confess, you will not be betrayed. Interrupt, and the girl riding the Ferris wheel with you will listen anyway.

As for the haunted house, not much more needs to be said.

Gu Tianheng now wished that the haunted house in the amusement park was extremely scary. It would be best if Ye Ning would tremble and hide beside him as soon as he stepped into the gate. At that time, he could show his charm as a man, just like in martial arts novels. The hero inside saves the beauty.

Of course, there is no such thing as confession on a Ferris wheel. It's not the time to confess yet, and Gu Tianheng himself understands that.

below.

Lu Yang and Gu Qinghan looked up at the sky and the slowly rotating Ferris wheel. They could vaguely see the figures of Gu Tianheng and Ye Ning emerging in the small glass window.

"I think Gu Tianheng is good." Gu Qinghan smiled, "He really knows how to take the initiative. He tricked Ye Ning into his home, but now he tricked Ye Ning into the amusement park, and even rode the Ferris wheel together. ”

"Originally, I thought it was weird that Gu Tianheng couldn't find a girlfriend." Lu Yang nodded, "Now after seeing his series of actions, I think it's really weird that he can't find a girlfriend."

"Who knows." Gu Qinghan shrugged.

She took Lu Yang's hand, and the two continued to play in the amusement park.

At this moment, the outside world.

The huge Brazilian rosewood round table was full of people. Among them, the blond old man with calligraphy and painting behind him shook the bell on the table.

He glanced at all the members sitting there and asked in a deep voice: "Has everyone decided on the candidates for this year's various events?"

"There's no problem on my end."

"Same here."

"It's a little difficult for me." Someone said with a bitter face, "These past few years have definitely not been peaceful. It is too difficult to determine the candidates for our awards. Even if we can determine them, based on the experience of those people, it is not worthy of us to award the awards."

This is the Nobel Prize jury meeting. The guy in charge of the Peace Prize complained bitterly at the table: "It was well received in the past few years. At that time, the United States had not participated in the war. Compared with the black president who did nothing. There is no difference between the previous ones and the tortoise. Of course I can add a bit of fun and award this award to the other party."

"But what about now?" The man spread his hands, "The war between the two European countries has not stopped yet. There are wars and conflicts in many corners of the world. The so-called peace has long become a nonsense. I don't know what you are. What do you think? I am really afraid that an atomic bomb will explode above our heads at a certain moment one day."

"Wake up, our awards don't need these elements, and I don't want to discuss politics here." The old man who spoke first looked at the other person, "Now, how many places has your team selected?"

"Three." The man rubbed his head, "Not many, but definitely enough."

"Did you watch the Shenqiao Records music program a few days ago?"

"How can I be in the mood to see those things when the matter at hand has not been solved?"

"There is a song on it that's not bad." The old man thought for a moment and then said, "I think that song alone, as well as its influence and spread, should be a candidate."

The man in charge of the Peace Prize could not help but twitch his lips, "If one song can win the award, then what is the value of our award?"

"You still remember the news about the truce over there these days, right?" The old man did not respond directly, but asked other questions.

"I know." The man nodded, "I always feel that this may be the beginning of stopping the war, but I don't know exactly what happened and why the two sides stopped with a tacit understanding."

"Because the weaker side are all mercenaries. Now the outcome has almost been decided. Whether it's money or life, they must have their own plans in mind."

"Then how should you explain the other side?"

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The two sides were arguing non-stop on the rosewood table, and the old man frowned crazily. He just mentioned something about that place, but why did these guys start quarreling again?

"I'm talking about the reason." The old man rang the bell again and used his eyes to signal these guys to calm down.

When the people at the round table finally calmed down, the old man sighed and said: "I know where you two are coming from, but this is the Nobel Prize discussion area, not the White House where you usually talk about political affairs. Here, the Nobel Prize comes first. ,OK?"

Everyone was silent.

The old man said again, "The reason why they temporarily suspended the game is because of a song."

The man in charge of the Peace Prize twitched his lips, "That song on the variety show? There was a lot of gunfire over there, how could they have any chance to listen to the music station? Besides, can a song have that kind of magic? It sounds like it Like a fairy tale."

"I suddenly feel that you don't seem to be suitable for the role of a judge." The old man looked at the man with dagger-like eyes. "I know that the American authorities have been annoyed recently, but this is not for you to vent your emotions at this table. reasons."

The man was silent.

They are said to be judges, but in fact they all come from different places. Take the guy he was quarreling with as an example. The political parties behind them are both enemies.

Recently, the current American government is naturally in a state of confusion. Its subordinates have been beaten to the point of defeat. Not only that, there are also a group of peaceful people in the country who play chess and parade in front of the White Palace every day. Those few of them still want to Let the big shots in the United States order an end to the war.

This is simply not possible.

The man was still thinking of something to refute, but before he could think of it, he was suddenly interrupted.

The old man pulled out an old-fashioned radio from under the table and placed it on the table. The radio looked to be quite old, and the sound quality was not that good. If you tap it hard, you should be able to see the radio waves rising from it under the light. dust.

"Listen to this song." The old man suddenly said, then looked at the man, "I think you should listen carefully."

The man was sulking in his heart, but he did not dare to refute on the spot. Although this committee of judges was established in the territory of his country, it was not under their management. It seemed a bit out of place. The reason why he became a judge is simply because his country wanted to have a hand in it. The purpose was for honor, and he also wanted to think about whether he could interfere with certain countries.

Peace?

The man is not a lover of peace. He always feels that he is a hungry wolf. The word peace has long been thrown into the dictionary by him. The reason why the superiors arranged for him to join the referee team is because they think this aspect is simple. And it only has the right to recommend and approve votes for other awards.

As for the radio that is starting up, the clicking sound seems to mean that this thing is an inferior product. What kind of songs can it play?

The man didn't take it seriously.

However, his expression suddenly changed.

The sound coming from the radio was not the current radio station. The time on it was three days ago, and that day, the two European countries were still at a truce.

Rumor has it that after the truce was reached, there were many conflicts between the two sides. For various reasons, no one knows.

"Today is a cloudy day, and now we are playing a song that is being sung in another corner of the world - "The Answer Is in the Wind.""

The hoarse voice of a middle-aged man came from the radio. One second, this guy was reporting on the war situation in one of the two small countries, but the next second it turned into a music session. The difference sounded shocking. Some people can't believe it, and it's easy to doubt the professionalism of this host.

"This is a radio station from the small country inside." The old man at the head of the round table said calmly: "I don't know what happened to him, but he started playing this song out of nowhere."

Everyone suddenly realized that it was just a way to promote a song. They had never lacked talents in the United States, and they had seen more exaggerated promotion methods than this one.

"Is this the song you were talking about?"

"Isn't it too hasty if just one song can be selected for the award?"

"I have always felt that it depends on what those people have done or what achievements they have made, whether they can prevent the war. Just singing a song about peace is really not very convincing."

the judges said.

They have the same opinion as the guy in charge of the Peace Prize. After all, it’s just a song. There are quite a few songs these days, and there are also songs with profound themes. If one song can be selected for their award, then the threshold is low. It has to be a bit excessive.

They are one of the most authoritative awards in the world. Many people have been working hard all their lives to win one of the awards. If they write a song and they can win an award, even if it is just a nomination, it doesn’t matter whether they can pass it or not. People Definitely not buying it.

"Quiet." The old man stretched out his hands and pressed down. "Gentlemen and ladies, what we need to do now is to be quiet. Let's listen to this song slowly first, okay?"

The old man said this, and no one dared to disobey.

I can only listen to the song silently.

The lights in the room were not very bright, and the sound quality of the old-fashioned radio placed on the round table was not good. Only the slightly hoarse voice of a middle-aged man could be heard.

There are white doves, artillery fire, the loss of life, and the middle-aged man's questions.

The content of the song is as expected. After all, it is a Peace Prize award. It would be funny if the theme of the song was not peace.

just

the lyrics of this song

Just after listening to the first sentence, someone had already silently written the lyrics on the paper. He wrote slowly, but the song was not sung fast either.

What was finally recorded on the paper turned from various words into one word.

peace.

Even the guy in charge of the Peace Prize selection began to listen carefully, but the more he listened, the more uncomfortable he felt.

Isn't this the song sung by those anti-war organization parades these days?

When he was at work, he heard the people outside the window singing this song from time to time, and he got a little tired of it.

He never thought that the songs sung by those people were so beautiful. Because of his work, he even thought the song was a bit ugly.

But, after all, he is a judge of the Peace Prize, and he always has to make a more objective evaluation of this thing.

The lyrics were good, and the marchers were singing a large chorus. Sometimes it was hard to hear what they were singing, but now listening to it on the radio, he had to admit that this song was definitely a tight song in terms of wording. The theme is peace.

There is

accompaniment.

Of course those people didn't use any accompaniment when they sang together. Now, even though they are listening to the same song, there is no difference between one song and two songs whether it has accompaniment or not.

Although this accompaniment is not very moving, it at least matches the lyrics.

in particular.

When the old radio plays the organ.

The sound of the organ sounded in the room, and everyone was suddenly stunned. They felt that when they were listening to the song, the intention of the white dove appeared in their minds. They felt that they saw the flames of war, and saw the soldiers who died in the flames of war, and Revealed from the ruins, pairs of clear eyes of children.

"Sublimation."

"I reserve my opinion." Someone said, "As a public service song, I think there is no problem with this song. After all, a song that calls on people to yearn for peace and stop war can be sung to this extent. , we can’t find anything wrong with it, but if it is used as a work for awards, I still think it’s not good.”

"Sean and I are on the same page."

"Yes, a song is just a song. If it has gone through more than ten years of ups and downs, let everyone hear it, and even changed some people's ideas, it will be selected, no problem, but it is just a new song. A new song that just came out.”

"The fact that it is a new song is really fatal. If a new song can be judged, I'm not sure what American musicians will do. And don't forget, the guys at the record company like it the most. By bragging about this kind of reputation, they may create targeted works in the future.”

There was a lot of discussion.

The old man nodded and said, "I admit that everyone is right, but I still strongly recommend him to be selected."

"why?"

Everyone looked at the old man, a little confused.

"Because it did it." The old man clicked a few times on his phone, and a screen lit up behind him. (End of chapter)