What earthy singer?Please call me a middle-aged idol

Chapter 256 "Empty City"

After the concert.

The big screen behind Nangong Yu announced the song information.

""East Dream""

"Word: Nangong Yu."

"Song: Nangong Yu."

After seeing these few lines, the audience was in an uproar.

"Is it really Nangong Yu's own original work?"

"Sure enough, the tiger father has no sons. Nan Gongyu is at the top of this group of contestants, both in terms of singing skills and creative ability."

"Let me just say, Nangong Tianwang has never created a national style song, so it doesn't look like he wrote it."

Although there is a great god behind Nangongyu, none of the judges at the scene suspected that his father wrote it for him. After all, the styles of the two are too different.

The singer's style is basically fixed, even if he tries something new sometimes, he can still see the shadow from it.

Of course, the phenomenon of "didi writing" is not uncommon in the music world.

In the early years, some music companies bought some songs in order to create momentum for their own artists, and then said that they were composed by their own singers to market the singer-songwriter.

Now this routine is rare.

In addition, Nangong Jianye, as a majestic king, would never consider such a way of ruining his reputation to help his son, no matter how bad he was, it was completely unnecessary.

Next is time for questions from the judges.

It is impossible for each of the hundreds of judges to ask questions once, only a few judges will ask the contestants.

Basically, all the questions are about information related to the song.

Faced with various professional questions raised by the judges, Nan Gongyu also answered them fluently.

Not only did he fully introduce the creative concept of this song, but he also expressed his own understanding of music.

With such a confident appearance, he doesn't look like a rookie player who just participated in the draft.

"This Nan Gongyu's participation in this draft is really a blow to other singers."

"He's really good."

"It's over now. Nangong Yu started this one. If there is no better song than him, it will be very boring."

Finally, it was time to vote.

A total of 90 judges at the scene lit up [-] lights.

In other words, Nan Gongyu scored 90 points.

Scores are mainly based on singing skills. Of course, in order to support original singers, this program is still a condition for extra points.

If the contestant sings an original song, he will get certain extra points, and if it is an excellent original song, the extra points will be even higher.

Nan Gongyu not only has good singing skills, but also brought an excellent original song, so he got an excellent score of 90 points.

You must know that there are some professionals in the music field on the scene, and they are very picky.

Being able to give Nangong Yu such a high score is not because of his father's face.

After getting a high score, Nan Gongyu remained calm.

"Thank you."

He calmly and calmly bowed to the judges, and then left the stage.

If it were any other player, they might all be laughing from ear to ear.

But Nangong Yu still remained calm.

From this we can see his self-confidence and pride.

It may be because this score is in his psychological expectation, or in other words, he feels that he deserves a high score.

After Nan Gongyu left the stage, the competition continued.

But for the next players, it will be a bit more difficult.

With Nan Gongyu playing so well in front of them, they are under a lot of pressure.

With such a comparison, the gap between Nan Gongyu and these players is very obvious.

"Sure enough, with such an excellent Nan Gongyu in front of you as a comparison, these players suddenly look eclipsed."

"Oh, it's boring, I guess I will be interested in listening to the song in the future."

"torment……"

The judges grumbled.

The draft is like this, once there are too good players in front.

When its brilliance is illuminated, the shining points of the players behind will be covered.

Several hours passed.

Some judges are already sleepy.

After all, it is a very energy-consuming thing to maintain concentration for several hours.

From the very beginning, they would listen to every song carefully, and now, only those songs that are better will seriously analyze the lyrics and arrangement.

Some players' performance will indeed be affected by this.

When it was the turn of the 87th player to come on stage.

The judges saw a young man with long hair and artistic style walk onto the stage.

It was Xue Yang's first time on such a big stage, and he was extremely nervous.

Every step was very difficult, and it was about to reach the center of the stage, but something unexpected happened.

Xue Yang slipped and accidentally fell to the ground.

There was a burst of laughter from the judges at the scene.

"Hahaha, this contestant is too funny, is he here to perform comedy?"

"Didn't you see that he walked with the same hands and feet just now?"

"Sure enough, I'm still young. I guess I was selected because of luck. It looks like I don't have any stage experience."

All in all, Xue Yang's foolishness immediately woke up the hundreds of judges in the audience.

Not only did everyone laugh out loud, some even concluded that Xue Yang's ability was poor, and they had no expectations for his performance.

Just watch it for fun.

Xue Yang got up from the stage with a blushing face, hurried to the center of the stage and stood up, constantly adjusting his breathing to calm down.

After all, you can't sing with a red face.

But I can't remember this kind of thing, the more urgent I will be, the more nervous I will be.

At this time, a director wearing a peaked cap who was staying in the audience was communicating with the staff about something.

At this time, not only the scene, but even the audience in the live broadcast room burst out laughing.

Such a funny scene brought a lot of laughs to the boring draft.

Many people even think that this was deliberately arranged by the program group.

After a while, there was no music playing.

The judges in the audience were puzzled.

"Hey, why haven't you started yet?"

"It seems to be arranged by the director. I guess we should give this young man some time to adjust."

"Hey, you can still have this preferential treatment, who is this person?"

Everyone was puzzled and discussed in whispers under the stage.

At this time, Xue Yang had already adjusted his breathing.

The director in the audience nodded and gestured to the staff.

The accompaniment started.

When the front played, the judges who had been whispering suddenly fell silent.

The beginning is the prelude to the combination of multiple instruments, and it is easy to handle and will not appear cumbersome.

Strings and winds collide together.

This composition is so interesting to listen to!
The judges in the audience immediately raised their spirits.

Xue Yang was on the stage with his head down, holding the microphone in both hands, wondering what he was thinking.

He may be nervous, or he may be trying to get in the groove.

A prelude has aroused the curiosity of the judges.

What they were even more curious about now was Xue Yang's vocalization.

Hope it doesn't fall off.

Not long after, Xue Yang held the microphone with both hands, lifted it up, and then slowly opened his voice:
"Maybe it's loneliness..."

"The air is getting very thin..."

"The neon lights in the city come out of the desert..."

When this voice appeared, the audience was in an uproar.

This voice...isn't it the popular No. 987 contestant before!
Many judges suddenly realized.

No wonder the director was so kind before, deliberately giving this seemingly unremarkable player time to adjust his status.

It turned out to be a "big coffee"!
Xue Yang's singing on stage gradually improved as the progress of the song progressed.

"Too deep, too much, love will go crazy..."

"It's up to you, free to enjoy my suffering..."

The shock of the judges was repeated one after another.

It's hard to imagine that such a magnetic and vicissitudes of voice could come from a young man.

Such a contrast is really astonishing.

At this moment, Xue Yang seemed to have found the feeling of singing in bars.

He is a dream chaser, because he has been failing, he has become inferior and has a lot of doubts about himself.

But at this moment, when singing, he is confident and happy.

Xue Yang raised his head so that everyone could see his face clearly.

The face that looks ordinary, but reveals a firm face.

At the same time, the climax sounded:
"The city is so empty..."

"This memory is so fierce..."

"This street is full of traffic..."

"Who can I embrace..."

……

A small county town thousands of miles away from Kyoto.

Downstairs in the old community, there are a bunch of neighbors who go downstairs to enjoy the shade after eating.

Children are playing around.

The old men played chess and poker.

The old ladies gathered together to chat about the latest gossip.

The scene was quite enjoyable.

This kind of scene is rarely seen in modern high-rise residential areas.

Don't talk about the neighbors, just the surname of the neighbor across the door may not know anything.

The communities that still maintain this phenomenon are mostly old communities or houses that have been demolished.

"Yo yo, Sister Wang, your son is really promising. He learns a computer and now earns hundreds of thousands a year. When will he find a wife?"

"That's right, I'm looking for a wife instead. Isn't the daughter of Chen Lao Er in our community a flight attendant? She is fair and beautiful, and she matches your family very well."

Listening to the praises of her son all around, Aunt Wang was very helpful and waved her hand:
"Oh, I don't get involved in young people's affairs. He can do whatever he likes."

Several old ladies chatted about their children's current situation.

One of them suddenly looked at Aunt Xue who was smiling but not speaking, and asked curiously:
"Sister Xue, what is your son doing now? Why have you never heard of it before?"

As soon as the words came out, an old lady next to her quickly winked at the speaker, signaling her not to talk nonsense.

Everyone doesn't know that Aunt Xue's son is in Beipiao, and he is still the kind who hasn't made a name for himself, and rarely goes home for a year.

Don't expose people's faults, almost everyone will not take the initiative to pull Aunt Xue to talk about these topics.

"My son is in BJ."

Aunt Xue's answer was very simple, and she smiled reluctantly.

This person didn't know if it was intentional, or his brain was pumped, and he said:

"When Xiaoxue first started learning music, I told you not to support him. We are all ordinary people, and it costs money to study art. You just don't listen.

Later, it would be nice to let him become a music teacher, but in the end he insisted on going to BJ to pursue his music dream.

Isn't Xiaoxue not too young now?As a result, there was no car and no house.

You still have to talk to Xiaoxue. To be more pragmatic, it’s not easy to be a star. With more than a billion people in Xia Kingdom, how many stars can there be?

It's not that material, it's better to come back to work early and save money to marry a wife, which is the life that ordinary people should live. "

This aunt's chatterbox has been opened and she can't stop it, especially when she mentions the word "ordinary people", she accentuates her accent.

It sounds like a kind reminder, but speaking in such an educative tone is not good intentions.

The neighbors around could only sigh when they saw this.

This aunt and Aunt Xue's family have deep grievances.

The source of the conflict is also not a big deal.

The community is a demolition house, and they are all demolished households from the countryside.

At the beginning, the aunt's family wanted to raise some pigeons on the top floor, but later Aunt Xue's family said that this was occupying public resources, and led the opposition to the aunt's practice.

Since then, this aunt has held a grudge against Aunt Xue's house.

There is no lack of criticism on weekdays.

If you find an opportunity today, you have to severely damage it.

At this time, Aunt Xue's face was not good-looking, but she couldn't find anything to refute, so she could only smile bitterly: "Yes, I will talk to him later."

She didn't want to argue with the other party either, she just wanted to turn this matter over quickly.

For so many years, she and the child's father have been persuading Xue Yang to come back to work early, but Xue Yang is too persistent.

A while ago, my son told him that he had found a serious job in BJ and was still in the probationary period.

This made her very happy.

But I didn't plan to say it out, after all, the son's work has not yet been settled.

At the beginning, the couple spent a lot of money to support Xue Yang's art studies, and received opposition from many people in the neighborhood and relatives. Later, when his son Bei Piao didn't move for several years, many people began to make trouble.

This has always been a knot in Aunt Xue's heart.

But now, she no longer imagines that her son can stand out and get back the lost face of the whole family.

As a mother, she only wants her son to find a comfortable job and live in peace.

As for the eyes of others, she has endured it for so many years, so it doesn't matter.

Although she has never mentioned her son's suffering outside for so many years, why doesn't she know it?
Aunt Xue thought about it, and there was inevitably a gloomy look in her eyes, and she could only smile bitterly in the end.

At this time, the aunts next to her were still blaming the aunt who was open-mouthed with their eyes.

And that aunt didn't care about it, she held her arms arrogantly, and didn't care about their pointing at all.

She did it on purpose.

Besides, what she said was true.

Who made Lao Xue's son worthless?

Yet at this time.

A young mother who took her son downstairs to play while she was sitting with her mobile phone watching the live broadcast exclaimed:

"Aunt Xue, come quickly and see if this is Xiao Xue!"

As soon as these words came out, they immediately attracted the attention of the people around them.

Aunt Xue set off and walked over slowly, and several aunts beside her also followed curiously.

Young mother showing mobile phone screen to crowd.

Aunt Xue's eyes are not very good, her eyes are squinted.

When she saw a man with long hair singing, her heart stopped.

The aunt who leaned forward next to her also exclaimed:
"Hey, isn't this Xiaoxue! I'm too familiar with his hairstyle!"

The young mother holding the mobile phone cut off the Bluetooth headset at this time.

Singing voices radiated from the small mobile phone.

"The city is so empty..."

"This chest hurts so much..."

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ps: The typo is corrected first and then corrected.

(End of this chapter)