From being on the show with my ex, it started to explode

It can be said that the singing of this song and Song lyrics does not involve any skills.

It's all about emotion.

But it is this feeling that is particularly touching.

Many viewers in the audience could not help but have red eyes as they were bathed in the singing of Song Ci.

The singers waiting to take the stage behind the stage looked at each other and the staff around them, and they all saw a hint of surprise in each other's eyes.

"As expected of Song Ci, this voice is really amazing!"

"What a song!"

"Song Ci won't be number one again tonight, right?"

At this moment, the number of people in the live broadcast room has exceeded 6000 million.

The barrage has long been densely brushed.

【How much I want to hold your warm palm like before】

【But you are not by my side, let the breeze take you to Ankang】

"Wow~! I'm so touched. I'll buy a plane ticket tonight and fly directly back to my hometown tomorrow!"

"Awesome, Song Ci! I really like this kind of musician!"

"Why is this song so touching?"

[Slow down time, don’t let you grow old anymore, I am willing to use me to change your years.]

[Dad, I want to be strong in my life. What can I do for you? Please accept my insignificant concern.]

Li Siyu is resting today, holding a baby in her arms.

Her eyes fell on the TV, dazed.

Her father passed away when she was young.

So in fact, the image of her father is not very deep in her memory.

But at this moment, amid Song Ci's singing, her eyes were already red, and she couldn't help but shed tears of emotion.

Tang Poetry is at my parents' house today. Originally, the family of three was watching the Song Poetry Competition and playing cards at the same time.

But when the lyrics of the song reached the chorus, the family of three stopped moving.

Father Tang's expression suddenly froze. After a while, he smiled hoarsely: "Song Ci's songs are so well written!"

Tang Shi smiled and said: "Dad, are you moved by this?"

Father Tang couldn't help but nodded.

Tang Shi looked at it, and in the bright eyes of autumn water, there were thousands of stars swaying.

[Thank you for everything you do to support our home with both hands and always try your best to give me the best]

[Am I your pride? Are you still worried about me? The child you care about has grown up]

Xidu, a certain bar.

Young men and women with colorfully dyed hair stared blankly at the screen above their heads, with unknown emotions flashing in their countless eyes.

Suddenly, a girl with silver earrings and short hair covered her face with her hands and suddenly broke down and cried.

Such emotions quickly spread throughout the room.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...Dad, I miss you!"

"Damn it! It's such a shitty life, it's okay not to mess around!"

"I'm such a loser when I step on a horse!"

In a certain square in the Magic City, in front of a huge screen, a middle-aged man with silver hair rode a battery car and parked under the screen.

Behind the battery cart is a large takeout box.

The music of Song Ci entered his left ear and swirled back and forth in his cerebral cortex.

Countless emotions began to disperse from the corners of his eyes. He turned the accelerator, with anticipation in his eyes, and once again walked through the endless neon lights of this city.

In a hotel, a bookstore, a certain restaurant, among countless families, under the gaze of all kinds of people, this song "Father" from the Song Dynasty completely resounded in everyone's hearts.

Whether he is filial or unfilial, a father or a child, the deepest things in his blood are stirred in the singing of Song Ci.

This is the pure enjoyment that the music of Song Dynasty brings to the Chinese people tonight.

Dad watched the live broadcast of Song Ci with no expression on his face.

After he finished singing the lyrics and got off the stage, amidst the applause of the audience, he stood up and stretched.

The lights above his head fell down, making it difficult to see his expression clearly from my mother's perspective.

"Your son sings so well, aren't you even touched?" Mom asked.

When Dad heard this, he wanted to speak immediately, but something seemed to be stuck in his throat, preventing him from speaking.

So he raised his hand and pinched his throat, then shook his body slightly, coughed twice more, and then said: "Starting from tomorrow, this song will be played on a loop in our restaurant!"

Mom spat and said, "You just show off!"

"Hahahaha!"

"It's your turn...it's your turn..."

Song Ci returned to the background, and Liao Jie held her phone and refreshed the web page frantically.

“Boss, you are the number one trending topic on Weibo!”

"Huoyin's popularity has also entered the top ten! Let me go, I will swipe and it will be at the top of the list!"

"The official video has only been online for 3 minutes, and the number of views has exceeded 100 million!"

Liao Jie was very excited.

Although she was with Song Ci, she had seen such enthusiasm and popularity many times.

But every time, I couldn't help but squirm happily.

Song Ci sat calmly on the chair and asked Song Xiaochan to change into casual clothes.

On the stage several floors away, the singers were still singing enthusiastically.

Tonight's opponents all took the stage one after another and presented their own wonderful creations to the audience.

The audience's evaluation of this is also very high.

"This competition held every four years in our country is quite interesting, especially after this year's reform and the requirement to sing original new songs. I feel that the visibility and audibility have reached a new level!"

"I have always believed that singer-songwriters are on a higher level than other singers who can only sing but not create!"

"Hehehehe... Isn't this just a game for self-entertainment? The King of Singer Contest has been held for so many times. Why is there not a single Chinese singing superstar on the world stage?"

At ten o'clock in the evening, the results of the second round of the gymnasium competition came out.

Song Ci once again won No. 1.

Backstage.

The singers were all together, and everyone applauded Song Ci in a friendly manner, saying that Song Ci deserved the honor tonight.

"Song Ci, your song really touched my heart! Even in the audience, I have to vote for you!"

"Teacher Song Ci, let me tell you, why are you participating in the third round? You can advance directly to the main round. Don't waste your time and talent here!" "Although I have already listened to music that praises family love. There are many songs, but this one from the Song Dynasty sounds so touching and sincere!"

Song Ci waved his hands at everyone and said, "This is a competition. Until the end, after the results are not out, who knows what will happen in the end!"

Everyone joked for a while, and then the person in charge of the Song Committee came out and congratulated everyone very officially on completing the second round of the competition. Then he took out the box as usual and asked everyone to draw their own competition theme.

"In the third round of the competition, creations need to be created using dialects from various places. Which dialect you draw depends on your ability!"

The person in charge suddenly said this, and the singers immediately looked at each other.

"Huh? Dialect?"

"It's okay if you let me, Yongmodu, talk, but I won't say anything else!"

"Hahaha! Our Song Committee has to come up with the rules. This time, I will lose a lot of hair!"

Song Ci also didn't expect that the third round would have such a rule.

He took a step forward and pulled out his own theme, which turned out to be [Minnan].

The other singers were all craning their necks to observe the theme of Song Ci, but when they saw Song Ci coming out in a Hokkien dialect, everyone suddenly couldn't hold their nerve.

Because in everyone’s impression, there are no Hokkien songs in China that are particularly popular, and even if they were, they wouldn’t make it onto the stage.

It is somewhat similar to the status of Yunnan folk songs on earth.

A singer came up, patted Song Ci on the shoulder, and said comfortingly: "It's okay, Song Ci! We all believe in your ability! Even if you speak Hokkien, it's not a problem! I wish you the third place in advance No. 1 in the round!”

"Song Ci, you must win the third consecutive No. 1 spot in the gymnastics competition!"

"Come on Song Ci, you are the best!"

Although the words of the singers are all encouraging.

But the tone of many people is just gloating!
Song Ci frowned, and smiled calmly with everyone and said: "This time it is really over, I have to go back and think about it carefully! Teachers, see you in the next round of competition!"

Song Ci waved his hands at everyone, then turned and left.

Everyone looked at Song Ci's back with different expressions on their faces.

But in most of their hearts, they were relieved.

Although Song Ci won two first places.

But if you finish last in the third round, you may not be able to get the final spot in the main draw!

Originally, after everyone saw that Song Ci won two No. 1s in a row, their mood had already sunk to the bottom, and they felt that it was impossible for them to surpass Song Ci again.

But now, it's different.

The offensive and defensive momentum is somewhat different.

The scene of everyone drawing lots was naturally broadcast live.

So at this moment, fans of Song Ci are also very worried.

"Song Ci is from Xidu. How can he speak Hokkien? Is he really going to fall over this time?"

"Ahhh! Damn it, is someone targeting Song Ci?"

"Hey! I just hope Song Ci can write a better melody. Anyway, the most important thing about music is the melody. The lyrics are second best, not even as good as the arrangement!"

"You fart, lyrics and melody are actually equally important!"

Song Ci had several classic Hokkien songs in his mind, but he really couldn't speak Hokkien.

Sitting in the car now, he asked makeup artist Song Xiaochan: "Xiaochan, can you speak Hokkien?"

Song Xiaochan nodded and said with a smile: "Boss, go back and write out the lyrics, and I'll teach you. I just don't know if the rhyme of the lyrics you wrote in Mandarin matches that of Hokkien!"

Song Ci said: "I'll try it first, I'll have to trouble you this time!"

Liao Jie said: "I'm envious to be able to be a teacher for such an outstanding boss. Xiao Song, you are doing well!"

Song Xiaochan immediately glared at Liao Jie.

At this time, Song Ci received a message from his mother.

It was a picture she took of her father standing on the balcony, with "Father" playing loudly on his mobile phone.

"Your dad likes this song very much, it's very good!"

Song Ci immediately responded with a voice message: "Mom, tell dad that I want to eat that spicy chicken. I'll eat it when I get back tomorrow!"

……

The popularity of the gymnastics competition once again reached a new height when Song Ci and others' live performance was uploaded to the Galaxy website in the early morning.

In less than half an hour, the number of views of "Father" exceeded [-] million.

This data is the best among the singers in the competition.

It is completely the first fault, the existence of the first gear.

Song Hongdou used his Galaxy.com account to repost "Father", and Quan regarded it as promoting Song Ci.

Then she took a screenshot and sent it to Song Ci, saying, "How can I thank you?"

Song Ci had returned to the hotel at this moment. He had just finished washing up. When he saw the news, he replied instantly: "It's up to you to deal with it."

"Haha...I haven't been to your new house yet! I want to take fingerprints!"

"Come with confidence!"

So the next day, Song Ci and Song Hongdou almost landed in the Western Capital by plane.

Song Hongdou stayed here for two days before leaving.

the company.

Duan Qiao read the script of "The Best of Us" and then wrote several biographies of the main characters. The word count of each character biography is more than [-] words.

When Duan Qiao put this handwritten experience in front of Song Ci.

Song Ci was shocked: "Are you taking this seriously?"

Duan Qiao said very seriously: "This is my first book when I join the company. If I don't do it well, boss, why don't you just fire me!"

Song Ci burst out laughing, and finally said: "I read this little biography of yours seriously, but don't worry, since I signed you, I believe in you. I've read a lot of your works online these days. , including your advertisements, they are all good!”

"Thank you, boss!" Duan Qiao's eyes flashed.

At this time, Liao Jie brought Duan Qiao a glass of water. Song Ci motioned Duan Qiao to sit down and said, "As for the male and female leading roles, I hope to go to the Film and Television Academy to find new actors. And, it's best to go to our alma mater, which can be regarded as a gift." Juniors and juniors, you have contributed!”

So, in front of Duan Qiao, Song Ci called the principal of Xidu Film and Television Academy.

He briefly said that he was planning to film a youth campus TV series and needed to go to school to select actors.

The principal immediately agreed.

So the next day, a sensational news about Xidu Film School immediately exploded throughout the campus.

"Did you know? Senior Song Ci is coming to our school to choose roles! Everyone will have the chance to be the protagonist!"

"Fuck! No way!"

"Yes! It is said that Senior Song Ci will use a new lineup this time. Sisters, our opportunity has come!"

"My dear! I'm only a freshman, do I have a chance?"

Just like that, amid the excitement and expectations of the students, Duan Qiao led his team directly to the school and began the casting journey. (End of chapter)