Entertainment: Let you go on stage and sell miserably, but didn't make you laugh

Chapter 333 There Is No Next Meeting

After Chu Yunxuan returned to the hotel, he quickly took a rest.

There is another tough battle tomorrow.

Today, he won the battle with Tianhua Media.

Tomorrow, he and Lin Qin will face Tianhua Media again!

Let's see who the King of Singers is.

He, Chu Yunxuan, must be in good shape.

Although Lin Qin made it to the show halfway, but because she contacted the third episode and stepped on Jiang Yun, she won the No. 1 competition!
Therefore, Lin Qin is definitely qualified to compete for the king of singers.

And Jiang Yun is also the king of singers recognized by most people.

She's actually pretty steady.

If Lin Qin hadn't won the first place for three consecutive periods.

Normally speaking, the program group actually pre-ordered Jiang Yun as the king of singers from the very beginning of the program.

As long as Jiang Yun is generally ranked high on the show, it will be fine.

But Lin Qin came in, which made the program crew very tangled.

Without Lin Qin, Jiang Yun is recognized as the king of singers, there is nothing wrong with her.

Now that Lin Qin has won No.1 for three seasons in a row, the program team really doesn't know who is better to award this song king.

For Jiang Yun?
Since Lin Qin entered the show, she has been suppressing Jiang Yun in every episode, not convinced.

For Lin Qin?
Jiang Yunka's position, status and achievements in songs are also there, and she is not convinced.

The king of singers is determined according to the performance of the whole season.

Now that this happens.

Then, the high probability is, the battle of the king of singers, whoever is the first will be the king of singers!
Therefore, Chu Yunxuan must have put his heart into it.

He also knew that the other party must also have a big move.

"I don't know who Teacher Jiang Yun invited?"

Chu Yunxuan pondered for a while.

Although he, Chu Yunxuan, doesn't have much fame, his popularity and popularity are all here.

This is his advantage.

And the opponent's advantage should be the coffee position.

"Oh, by the way, your song got the highest score. Although it received a lot of praise, there were also a group of trolls." Wang Lingling said.

"I saw."

Chu Yunxuan replied.

What are these people spraying?
That is to say, this song "Farewell" has good lyrics, but it is not that touching at all, and the whole song has no difficulty, it is extremely plain, as simple as some folk songs and nursery rhymes.

It is completely unreasonable to take the first place with a score of 490!

The first should be the song "Once Upon a Time" by Chen Haobin.

There are many such voices.

Because Chu Yunxuan's song is really too simple.

Chu Yunxuan smiled.

Of course simple.

Because this is on Earth, that's the song in the textbook.

But, on Earth, this is a national song!

What is the status of this song?

Extremely high!

artwork.

Because of this song, it's really nice, and the lyrics are really good.

If you use the so-called pop music to criticize this song for being too bland, then it is indeed like those trolls, no problem!

But in itself, "Farewell" is not pop music.

Wang Lingling: "But don't worry about it. What they say is useless. Xu Mingyi, Gao Fei, Tan Xiaowei and those musicians have all scored high. Professionals are recognized, and they are extremely recognized. What they say is useless."

Chu Yunxuan nodded.

……

at the same time.

In a hotel room.

A middle-aged man with a beard and a felt hat was sitting in front of the computer, holding a guitar in his hand, staring blankly at the computer screen in front of him.

What was playing on the computer was Chu Yunxuan's live singing video of "Farewell".

As I listened, the tears in the corners of my eyes couldn't help but fell down.

After a while, his breathing became more and more heavy, and then a tear came down.

It took him a while to stabilize his mood.

It can only be said that everyone has a different experience.

Listening to a song, especially a ballad, when it really moves you, it will move you thoroughly.

Li Shu took a deep breath, then he took out his cell phone and made a call.

"Tomorrow's party, I want to change the song."

The other end was silent for two seconds.

"Brother Shu, it's all lined up. Tomorrow is so tight, do I have to change it?"

Li Shu: "I heard a song that moved me completely, and I wanted to sing it."

"Won't you sing your own song tomorrow night?"

"Don't sing."

"Then what song do you want to change?"

"Farewell" by Chu Yunxuan."

""Farewell"? Does Chu Yunxuan have this song?"

Li Shu: "Just posted it, that's it, change the song tomorrow."

Then he hung up the phone.

Taking another deep breath, Li Shu looked online.

He saw a lot of comments saying that Chu Yunxuan's "Farewell" shouldn't be the highest score in this issue of "I Am a Singer".

He didn't comment on anything.

After a while, he just silently posted a Weibo.

The last Weibo was a year ago.

[Sometimes I feel that life is like purgatory, especially difficult, but in music, even singing the saddest song is enjoyable. In this life, if I can write words like "Farewell", I will die without regret. 】

As soon as Li Shu's Weibo was posted, it caused quite a stir on the Internet in a short time.

He is a folk singer.

In this world, there are not many folk singers, and there are even fewer famous and popular folk singers.

Because folk songs are originally a minority.

And many folk singers, they are very pure musicians.

This is the case with plum trees.

True temperament, very pure, very real.

When he was on some programs, the host asked him why he came to participate in this program, and he directly answered that it was because he was short of money recently.

Never market yourself, just make music silently.

Because his works are very good, and he is a bit unique in the entertainment industry, he has a lot of fans, and his fans are very sticky.

This Weibo post by Li Shu seems to be the most important force to refute those netizens who think "Farewell" is ordinary.

……

noon the next day.

Chu Yunxuan followed Lin Qin to the scene of "I Am a Singer".

The show just started tonight.

The King of Songs battle is scheduled for eight o'clock in the evening.

The most golden time.

Everyone finished eating, walking, and watching the news broadcast.

When the most people are the most leisurely.

And at noon that day.

A long-distance bus station in a small county.

People come and go.

The cars drove away from the station one by one, and went in all directions, ranging from dozens of miles away to thousands of kilometers away.

There were some people sitting on those few old-looking, very worn-out open-air chairs.

Two old men who seemed to be nearly ninety years old came here, waiting for the departure of the long-distance bus.

One was on crutches, trembling, and plainly dressed.

One was sitting in a wheelchair, wearing an old brown windbreaker, and behind him was a middle-aged woman who was pushing him, who seemed to be his daughter.

"Dad, you wait here for a while, I'm going to buy a bottle of water, the car will be delivered soon."

daughter said to him.

"Go, go, I'll talk to your Uncle Wu..."

The old man in the windbreaker raised his hand tremblingly and said.

Then his daughter let go of the wheelchair and walked away.

"oops."

The old man in the windbreaker put his hands on his lap, glanced at the old man next to him, and said, "If I don't let you see it off, you have to come and see it off, your legs are not smooth."

Old Wu said, "That's much stronger than your legs, right?"

The old man in the windbreaker, Li, smiled: "That's right, my leg hasn't been on the ground for five years. When I came back this time, I thought I was going to eat your banquet. I didn't expect you, an old guy, to survive it. "

Old Wu leaned on crutches with both hands, lowered his head and smiled vicissitudes of life: "I was thinking about eating your table first, how could I leave so early."

Old Li sighed, looking at the vehicles coming and going in front of him, his cloudy eyes were full of vicissitudes: "Old Wu, do you still remember this station?"

Old Wu smiled, and sat on the seat slowly and tremblingly, his eyes were full of memories: "I remember, how can I not remember? At this station, just you and I came together, right?"

Lao Li also laughed: "Then do you remember the first time we came here?"

Old Wu looked into the distance, his eyes flickered slightly, his voice was slightly hoarse, and he said, "I remember, why don't I remember? It's been more than 60 years, when we were only together, ouch, I happened to be sitting on this chair at the time."

Thoughts back to 68 years ago.

Two young lads came to this station for the first time.

One is wearing a peaked cap, the other is wearing sunglasses, with Erlang legs crossed.

"Do I have to go to Kyoto? Big cities are not necessarily good."

Wu Yue looked at Li Sihai who was wearing sunglasses and crossed his legs beside him.

Li Sihai crossed his legs and trembled in high spirits: "When I'm done with it over there, come and find me right away, and we two brothers can make money together."

Wu Yue smiled: "Che, take care of yourself first when you get there. When you arrive in Kyoto, if you encounter any problems, call me and I will help you."

Li Sihai: "Cut, what can I do?" After finishing speaking, his trembling legs stopped, and his eyes under the sunglasses showed a trace of worry: "It's just..."

Wu Yue patted his leg: "Don't worry, don't worry about your family affairs, I'm here."

Li Sihai patted him on the shoulder: "Okay, I'm at ease with your words, and I won't be polite to you."

After finishing speaking, he looked forward, and then picked up his bag; "The car is leaving, so I won't tell you."

After speaking, Li Sihai walked away with his luggage.

Wu Yue looked at him, then got up and left the station.

……

The screen turns.

Four years later.

Two people reappeared in this station.

Wu Yue was wearing a suit with a red rose pinned to his chest.

Li Sihai walked over with his luggage in a white shirt.

The two sat on the seats.

"Damn, you haven't come back for four or five years, so it means that if I don't get married, you haven't come back yet!"

After finishing speaking, Wu Yue slapped Li Sihai directly on the head a few times, and then hugged Li Sihai forcefully.

"Hahaha, take it easy."

Li Sihai said with a smile. After speaking, he showed a lonely expression, lowered his head, clutched the strap of the backpack, and said, "Hey, I didn't get along well, so I'm sorry to come back."

Wu Yue let go of his shoulders, sighed and looked ahead: "It's nothing, it's normal, big cities are so easy to mess with."

After finishing speaking, he smiled again, and patted Li Sihai's shoulder: "Don't think about it, let's go, and take you to meet your sister-in-law."

"Sister-in-law is here too?" Li Sihai smiled.

Li Sihai pouted angrily in one direction: "It's the hotel, go pick up the bride right away."

Li Sihai just kicked him on the leg: "Are you sick? Then what are you doing picking me up? I'll just go there by myself. Let's go, hurry up, hurry up!"

This is the second time I have come to this station.

……

the third time.

The two came here one after the other.

"It's only been a few days since I came back, so I'm leaving now? Stay a few more days."

Wu Yue looked at Li Sihai in front of him.

"Let's go, we have to go." Li Sihai said.

Wu Yue looked at him: "Why don't you leave, big cities are not as easy to mess with as you think, so you can stay at home."

Li Sihai leaned on the chair and shook his head with a smile: "No, I don't accept it! I don't believe I can't make a name for myself."

Seeing this, Wu Yue stopped persuading him.

He took out an envelope from his pocket and placed it on Li Sihai's lap.

"How about this, you take this, don't you want to start a business? How can you do it without money?"

Li Sihai glanced at the bulging envelope in his hand, then smiled, and stuffed the envelope back for him:
"Oh, how can I fail so much? I don't want this money. You are married, and you haven't bought that house yet."

Wu Yue smiled.

He looked ahead.

"Oh, the car is about to start."

After speaking, he threw the money directly on Li Sihai's lap, and then ran away.

"Hey, you..."

Li Sihai took the money and wanted to chase after him. Seeing that the car was about to leave, he hesitated for a moment, and ran into the car with the money.

……

The screen turns again.

Another 15 years later.

The two middle-aged people came to the station again.

Wu Yue was dressed in ordinary clothes, his face looked haggard, and his beard was not shaved.

Li Sihai was wearing a brand-name windbreaker.

The two sat in two familiar positions again, waiting for the car.

Li Sihai crossed his legs and looked at the brother next to him, and then said: "Brother, why don't you go to Kyoto with me. When you arrive in Kyoto, you can choose the position of my company. It's really not good. I, the boss, will do it for you. It's done." ?”

Wu Yue smiled and said: "How could I do this? I have stayed in this place for decades, and my parents and wives are here. What will they do when I leave?"

After listening, Li Sihai took out a card from his pocket and handed it over: "Take this."

Wu Yue pushed it away and smiled: "I don't want it."

Li Sihai's tone was firm: "Either follow me to the capital, or keep the money."

Wu Yue didn't look at him, just looked ahead and didn't speak.

Li Sihai stood there holding the card in his hand, and continued: "Besides, this money is not for you, but for our daughter, who is still in school, so there are many places to use the money."

Wu Yue didn't look at it, and still didn't speak.

Li Sihai stuffed the card into his hand: "Take it, don't pretend, don't think I don't know you're unemployed."

Holding the card, Wu Yue couldn't help laughing, and then looked at Li Sihai: "Alright then, consider this money borrowed from you."

"Borrow your sister, let me borrow, the train is about to start, let's go, call me if you need anything."

……

View back to the present.

The two old men sat there, their eyes full of memories.

"Old Wu, I have been fooling around outside for so many years, and my family has big and small things, thanks to you, thank you."

Old Li held back his emotions and patted Old Wu's leg lightly.

Old Wu smiled: "What are we brothers talking about? Besides, didn't you help me when I was in trouble? It was you who took care of my daughter when she was admitted to the capital. Our brothers..."

Old Wu controlled his emotions: "Don't talk about these..."

Then the two sat there, neither talking.

Lao Li's daughter came over with water.

"Dad, the car is about to start."

Old Li tremblingly put his hand on Old Wu's.

"It's time, I... will leave first."

Old Wu held his hand and patted it with the other: "Take care when you arrive..."

Lao Li gestured to him and was pushed away.

In the car, Lao Li looked out the window, and Lao Wu came here tremblingly on crutches.

The two waved to each other.

The car drove away slowly.

Old Wu turned around.

Old Li also lowered his head.

Both of them shed tears.

At this time, the song just sounded from the loudspeaker of the old station.

"Outside the long pavilion, along the ancient road, the grass is green."

"The evening wind blows the willow flute, and the setting sun is outside the mountain."

"At the end of the sky, at the corner of the earth, half of friends are scattered."

"A pot of turbid wine is enough for the rest of the day, so don't dream about the cold tonight."

"Thousands of love, a glass of wine, and a sound from the flute."

"Ask you when you will be here, don't linger when you come."

"..."

Old Wu wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and looked at his old friend's car in the distance.

He knew that they were all in their nineties.

This farewell may be a farewell forever.

This side is the last side.

The next time we meet, it should be at one of their funerals.

(Recently, I have something to do when I go out. I wrote it in my spare time. The state is not right. I will go back soon~)

(End of this chapter)