True Chief

Chapter 113

In the splendid concert hall, except for the sound of a few spectators rolling down, the audience was silent.

The sudden outburst of these spectators also made other spectators a little astonished. This was the first time this had happened.

The beam of light from the stage fell on the four old boys, looking helpless and pitiful.

But thinking of those rumors on the Internet, no audience stood up to stop it.

Backstage, when the Qianhua group saw this situation, a smile appeared on their faces.

"Zizi!"

The microphone touched the guitar, and there was some harsh noise. Hua Yu put it in front of his mouth and said softly: "Please be quiet, we need to clarify here."

"We have also seen rumors about us on the Internet. What we want to say is that the four of us are not from Han, but from He Suiguo."

"It is adhering to the hope and responsibility of the people, and it is the pursuit of our dreams."

"Those rumors on the Internet are very hateful. We have seen it, but we have nothing to do. We don't have a few computers there, and even a few of us only know a little about computers."

"Our Weibo was also registered with the help of our chief."

"We don't know why there is so much smear on the Internet, but we want to say."

"Dreams, like classics, will never fade with time, but will become more precious!"

"Life is like a ruthless carving knife. It changes our appearance, but it cannot change our dreams."

"Can't you have dreams when you are old? The stage of dreams is not for some people, but for everyone."

"Those people who are similar to us, have their original wishes come true? Do we have to pay homage to them now? Is it true that we are the real us?"

"An original song, old boy, for you." Hua Yu's eyes were slightly red, and he was a little excited. He hugged the guitar in his hand tightly and bowed deeply.

Dabao and the others didn't speak, the music started and they played the guitar.

That is the person I miss deeply and love day and night

How can I express
will she accept me
Maybe never say that to her
I'm destined to wander the world
How can there be concern
Dreams are always out of reach
Should you give up

Flowers bloom and fall, it's the rainy season
spring where are you

The pure voice, the four old boys closed their eyes slightly, completely submerged in the singing.

When the song is remembered, when the dream is always out of reach, should we give up, the whole concert hall fell silent.

Youth is like a rushing river

I can't say goodbye if I don't come back
Only the numbness is left, I have no blood of the year
Look at the scattered flowers

wither at the most beautiful moment

Who will remember that she came to this world

In the blink of an eye, many years have passed, so many joys and sorrows
Once aspired to the Quartet, the youth envy the geese flying in the south
The silhouettes of their respective journeys are hurriedly drifting away
Where is the future ordinary? Who will give me the answer?

The people who accompanied me at that time, where are you now?

The person I once loved, what is it like now?

A line of lyrics, a question to oneself, two middle-aged and a female judge on the judges' stage wiped the tears from the corners of their eyes.

But at this moment, beside the big screen on the bustling street, on the TV at the food stall.

When the singing started, some people stopped, they looked up and looked at the screen.

"Did the original wish come true? Do we have to pay homage now?" Some people asked themselves.

"In the blink of an eye, there have been so many joys and sorrows in the past, and the young people who once aspired to the four directions envied the geese flying south." Some people followed suit.

In front of the TV station, before the screening on the Internet, some people watched with smiles on their faces, but at this moment, they all restrained their smiles and stared intently.

"Hey!" A middle-aged man in a suit hugged his briefcase, bowed his head and walked away.

In a street square, several young people in their 30s who sang and sang raised their heads and wiped the tears from their eyes.

Girls are emotional. In the concert hall, 80.00% of them are girls. They look at the four old boys standing under the light and shadow.

Ordinary heights, somewhat old-fashioned hairstyles, and faces that are clearly different from Xiao Xianrou's. They are holding guitars.

Calm, real, simple, an invisible charm.

They wiped the tears from the corners of their eyes, and suddenly felt that these uncles were really handsome.

Looking up at the sky full of stars
The one that accompanied me at that time

Do you remember the story here

If there is tomorrow, bless you dear

The four of them sang in a soft chorus, the music slowly disappeared, and the entire concert hall fell silent.

Quietly.

The entire concert hall remained silent.

"Life is like a ruthless carving knife, which changes our appearance, but it cannot change our dreams." At this time, a middle-aged judge stood up slightly, stretched out his hands and clapped.

"Papa papa!" Followed by more and more applause, more and more.

"Old boys, you are the best, I love you." A voice came from the audience, and a girl standing in front of her clapped her hands with red eyes: "Don't give up your dreams, and your dreams won't give up on you either. "

"Come on!" Another voice sounded.

"Come on, this is the song of dreams, this is the song, it is not comparable to those soft and nutritious fast songs." A young man roared loudly.

"Come on!" More and more cheers sounded, and soon, the entire venue was full of cheers and shouts for the old boy.

Hua Yu and the others looked at the audience who stood up and cheered for them, their eyes were red, and they bowed deeply.

"Thank you. Dreams will not fade with time. I envy you because your dreams have just begun, but we don't envy you because."

"We can also pursue our own dreams, and we have the qualifications!"

Hua Yu said loudly to everyone, and then the four bowed deeply again.

"Thank you for bringing us a song about ideals, and thank you for letting us know that we still have dreams." The judges who had just started stood up and bowed deeply to them.

Backstage, the Leading Band watched almost all the audience stand up, seeing the attitudes of several judges, with embarrassing expressions on their faces.

"Okay, good job." In the screening area of ​​He Suiguo, all the people stood up excitedly.

Just now, when they saw some audience scolding Dabao Huayu and them, they almost wanted to rush over and give them a set of Tai Chi.

Seeing everyone stand up and applaud now, they also showed excitement and pride on their faces.

"Yes." In the office, He Sui Shanhe saw this situation and looked excitedly at Gao Haiyun beside him: "Your method is really powerful."

"No, it's Uncle Huayu and the others who performed so perfectly." A smug smile appeared on Gao Haiyun's face, and a beautiful arc was drawn at the corner of his mouth.

In fact, those who scolded Huayu Dabao and the others at the beginning and asked them to get off stage were all arranged by them, but Dabao and the others didn't know it.

Routine play routine, who the hell can't do routine.

ps: Two chapters in a row!

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