Debut After Eight Years

Everyone looked suspiciously and curiously at Wang Qian, who came up with a guitar in his hand.

seemingly……

Have you seen this scene just now?

Think for a moment.

Everyone immediately remembered.

Didn't Chen Xiaowen walk up like this just now?

Now, another person has stepped onto the stage in the same way.

The scene was quiet for a few seconds.

The host Daji quickly reacted, staring at Wang Qian with wide eyes, and holding the microphone and asked: "Professor Wang, where is your team? Xiaoyue, where is Jiang Yu? Where are the other two people?"

Both Zhao Wei and He Fulin sitting in the lounge are smiling wryly, don't we deserve to have names?

Wang Qian shook the guitar in his hand: "This is not, a guitar is enough."

Daji continued to ask: "So, the works that Professor Wang will bring to us next are still not rock and roll?"

Wang Qian nodded: "Well, I suddenly don’t want to sing rock and roll anymore. I just heard this folk song sung by Xiaowen, and I was touched. I suddenly remembered the inspiration of the previous poem. With this stage today, this opportunity, I I want to sing this poem to the most important person in my heart."

The most important person in my heart?

A poem?

Sing this poem on this stage?

Good guys!

Do you know the importance of this game?

Daji also followed his heart and asked: "Professor Wang, do you know that this is the annual semi-finals of Good Voice? If you are eliminated, it will be a pity that you are only one step away from the final finals. You don't Worried?"

Wang Qian smiled slightly at the camera, nodded slightly to the four tutors who were looking at him, then shook his head and replied, "Don't worry!"

Daji: "Why?"

Wang Qian: "One thing I admire about Xiaowen is that she doesn't care about winning or losing anymore. She just wants to express her musical attitude. This is what I have been doing. I just want to sing my own songs. I want to sing. Songs. And every song of mine is an expression of attitude!"

"Now, in what mood I am, I want to sing what song! As for losing or winning, I don't care, it's enough to sing what I want to sing."

Wang Qian's words did not fall.

The four instructors immediately applauded.

Wang Jingyu said, "That's great!"

Cui Wenfeng also said in admiration: "Well said, this is the real musician."

Qin Han and Liu Junhua also applauded.

They blamed themselves for their doubts and incomprehension to Wang Qian just now.

They feel that compared to Wang Qian, they are not pure musicians anymore.

Such a state, such an attitude.

They are the purest musicians.

This is the height that truly belongs to art.

Standing at the backstage entrance, Chen Xiaowen applauded softly when she heard this, and said to Qin Xuerong: "Professor Wang said so well, this is what I want to say. I have never enjoyed the beauty of music so much."

Qin Xuerong looked at Chen Xiaowen and saw that Chen Xiaowen's eyes looking at Wang Qian were full of admiration and longing, and nodded and said: "You and Wang Qian are pure musicians. I really hope you don't leave this stage."

Chen Xiaowen smiled to Qin Xuerong and said: "It doesn't matter. As Professor Wang said, I have already sang what I want to sing. It doesn’t matter if I lose, I just came to sing. I can’t sing here. Continue to sing in other places, such as the recording studio or my own bedroom."

Qin Xuerong smiled without saying a word, looked at Wang Qian without blinking, her eyes full of expectation.

The applause at the scene lasted more than ten seconds before gradually disappearing.

Daji finally said, "So, Professor Wang, who did you sing this poem to?"

Wang Qian looked at the camera and said seriously: "It's good for her to understand the people who hear it."

Facing the camera, Da Ji said loudly: "Okay, then I won't delay Professor Wang's time. The audience friends certainly don't want to see me. Finally, Professor Wang, what is the title of this song?"

The name displayed on the prompt board is Goodnight Beijing reported by Wang Qian before the show starts.

Therefore, it is impossible for Da Ji to follow along, so he can only ask Wang Qian on the spot.

This is one of the most difficult reasons to host a live broadcast.

You can never control all situations.

The ability to host a live broadcast is also one of the most important indicators for considering a host's skills.

The people in the following program group also laughed bitterly.

Zhou Qinghua said to He Dongming: "You old classmate, it's really hard to guess. It's not until the show, that the song is changed. If it is left in previous years, just pull it down and eliminate it!"

He Dongming smiled and said, "Isn't it different this year? And, because of people like Wang Qian, this year's show can create the greatest brilliance in ten years. Surprises are what everyone wants to see most. Talented people There will be some personalities, Wang Qian, Chen Xiaowen, Ru Ke, Liu Shengnan, Ma Rufei are all the same! Such players are what the audience want to see most, because they are always full of expectations."

Zhou Qinghua nodded lightly, smiling without saying a word.

Although, surprises are what everyone wants to see most.

But for a director.

It's better not to see surprises.

Step by step and completing the shooting according to the plan is the result that the director wants to see most.

Temporary changes to the TV show for variety shows.

The filming scene suddenly changed his lines and so on.

In fact, the director doesn't like it.

Unless you are big enough, big coffee can make capital and crew compromise.

Otherwise, you will be scolded and you must change it back.

And the superstars are also blown away in some legends. How to modify the lines on the spot makes the director admire so much and cast classics and so on.

In fact, these are basically bragging rights. The director was absolutely daring not to say anything at the time, and it must have delayed the shooting schedule at that time.

and……

After the shock, is it happy or scared?

Hard to say.

If it becomes popular, it is a classic, and it may be passed down to a generation.

If there is no fire, then there must be someone who is back in the pot. It is very likely that this big guy who did not shoot according to the plan may have fewer chances of receiving a big production in the future.

Although.

The song "Good Night Beijing" has never been heard by everyone in the production team.

However, Wang Qian has always adhered to the rock line on the stage of Good Sound, and the few rock songs he sang are also the best songs of the fire. Almost alone, he has brought the declining rock music into one of the current mainstream music.

Therefore, everyone will instinctively have confidence in Wang Qian's rock songs, and will look forward to it.

The song style has been changed this time!

Everyone naturally had doubts in their hearts.

And, listening to what Wang Qian said, Zhou Qinghua and other members of the program group were even more disturbed.

I changed it temporarily, and I still have to sing a poem to the most important person?

It seemed to be touched.

But the people in the program group felt too trivial and unreliable...

Tonight's ratings can reach 14 or not, I count on Wang Qian.

If Wang Qian messed up this one.

It's not just that you won't be able to get 14 ratings tonight, and it's also impossible for the final finals to hit the ceiling of the Spring Festival Gala.

Because the audience friends are full of expectations for Wang Qian every time, and Wang Qian never disappoints everyone.

Therefore, the audience will look forward to it more next time.

Once everyone is disappointed, it will bring a lot of negative reviews, and the sense of expectation brought by subsequent performances will also drop greatly, and the ratings will naturally drop.

Everyone in the show group looked stern.

The audience at the scene is pure expectation and curiosity.

The four tutors are full of interest.

At this time.

When Wang Qian was about to say the title of the song, he saw a figure walking out of the production crew, standing in the forefront, looking at him with big eyes.

Wearing a light blue coat.

The face is pure and plain, without any modification.

The hair on his forehead was a little messy, and the hair at the back was tied casually with a white hosta, which looked fluffy.

She even wore a pair of white slippers on her feet, without socks, and she could see the delicate white toes.

A lazy home style overflowed on him, and his appearance and temperament like a fairy like a world out of dust seemed out of place...

but.

Wang Qian recognized it at a glance.

This is Yu Jingruo.

When Yu Jingruo saw Wang Qian looking at her, a big smile appeared on her face.

Wang Qian also nodded lightly in response, without smiling back.

The host Daji saw Wang Qian in a daze, and asked again: "Professor Wang, haven't you thought of a good song title yet?"

Wang Qian retracted his mind, but his eyes still fell on Yu Jingruo, as if speaking to Yu Jingruo, and whispered, "When you are old!"

The host Daji stunned for a moment and asked with certainty: "Professor Wang, the name of the song is called, when you are old, don't you?"

Wang Qian nodded and said affirmatively: "Yes, when you are old!"

The host Da Ji said with admiration: "I have to say that this name is very poetic and artistic. As expected of the great poet Professor Wang, I can't wait to hear it now. Okay, I really go. Now, hand over the stage to Professor Wang."

After speaking, the host Daji bowed slightly to everyone, then turned and left, and together with a staff member, helped bring up the chair and microphone that Chen Xiaowen had just used, and gave them to Wang Qian again.

Wang Qian adjusted the height of the chair and said thank you softly to Daji and the staff, and then sat firmly on the chair and adjusted the height of the two microphones.

The guitar is not wired.

It is to use a microphone to collect the most true and pure guitar sound.

Perhaps the sound effects will not be so clear, but there will be a different feeling.

In his previous life, Wang Qian was an old fritters in the entertainment circle in another world. He has watched almost all the well-known and unknown variety shows, as well as many bad and good movies and TV shows, to absorb nutrition and information from them.

And Mizuki talented man Lao Li sang the song When You Get Old.

It is Wang Qian's favorite version. It can be said that it surpasses the original version. As a result, more people know about this extremely touching folk song!

The clean and mellow voice full of warm emotions, I fell deep into it when I heard it, and I could feel the mood in it, as if I was not singing, but reading a poem.

Of course, this song is actually adapted from a poem.

Everyone was full of anticipation when they heard Wang Qian say these four words when you are old!

Because……

As the host Daji said.

When you are old, this name is really too poetic and imaginative.

As soon as I heard it, I felt my heart became soft, and some illusions appeared in my heart.

The scene became extremely silent again.

The smile on Yu Jingruo's face did not dissipate, a pair of pure and big eyes stared at Wang Qian unblinkingly, just wanting to laugh!

Looking at Wang Qian, she smiled happily.

Wang Qian exhaled a breath, his emotions quickly came into place, his eyes became extremely gentle, he glanced at Yu Jingruo lightly, the corner of his mouth was smiling, his fingers gently played the guitar, and he sang gently into the microphone in front of him. the sound of.

"When you are old, your hair turns gray."

"Drowsiness."

Wang Qian's voice was like that of the old Li, whispering, pure, mellow and warm, not too emotional, just right, as if he was talking about his ordinary life.

Only two opening sentences.

Many people couldn't help their hearts tighten, as if a thorn plunged deep into their hearts, exposing the softest thing deep in their hearts.

And Qin Xuerong and Yu Jingruo both had a picture in their minds at this moment.

They were gray-haired sitting on the chairs, and Wang Qian was also gray-haired sitting opposite them. They all smiled happily, and then squinted their eyes to sleep.

With Wang Qian in front of them, they felt relieved.

The hair is gray.

Drowsiness!

The picture is full of sense.

And the feeling of emotional substitution is extremely full.

A drop of tears appeared at the corners of their eyes at the same time, dripping down their cheeks.

That feeling of happiness.

They can't resist it at all.

They fell almost as soon as Wang Qian spoke.

Chen Xiaowen, who was standing next to Qin Xuerong, also suddenly stiffened, staring at Wang Qian's figure, her eyes still unblinking.

The four mentors sitting in the chairs became calm and yearning at this moment.

The three male tutors are all married and they are also very old, so the corners of their mouths are smiling. They are all about to have this kind of life.

But Wang Jingyu, who was still single in her forties and nearly fifty, instantly became moist and hazy in her eyes.

When I was young, I talked about that the two boyfriends failed to make their way to the palace of marriage, and they are still alone.

I heard about Wang Qian and Liu Shengnan's love before, and Wang Jingyu's heart was already a little broken, and she became fragile and sensual.

Now I hear Wang Qian's song When you are old.

It was also Wang Qian who spoke!

Wang Jingyu's tears were hazy almost instantly, and then a drop of tears quickly dripped down her cheeks.

She quickly covered her cheeks with her hands, but her red eyes were still staring at Wang Qian, and her eyes were full of yearning and longing.

When you are old and your hair is gray...

However, she is already getting old.

There are already a few gray hairs on his head.

But no one accompanied her to grow old.

The more I think about it, the more sad, the more heartache, the more yearning, the more yearning.

Wang Jingyu's tears are getting more and more.

At this time, the camera gave Wang Jingyu a close-up, and then quickly returned to Wang Qian.

The look on Wang Qian's face was gentle and reserved, and he continued to hum softly.

However, what everyone seems to hear is not the singing, but the warm and yellowish pictures.

"When you are old, you can't walk anymore."

"Snoozed by the fire, reminiscing about youth."

"How many people have loved your happy hour of youth."

"I adore your beauty, false or true."

...

Oh oh...

There was a low sob.

But Wang Jingyu, who was sitting in the mentor's chair, heard this, she was already crying and she couldn't help crying.

A few lyrics, everything sang to the bottom of her heart.

It seems to be a song sung for her.

When Wang Jingyu was young, there were countless pursuers.

She is a clean, self-contained and very individual, and very sensible person. She rejected most people and only interacted with two people. She was also very cautious in the interaction, but she did not come to the end.

Then, for more than two decades, she blocked her heart and focused on music and life.

She thought she was a very strong and self-reliant person who could live her life on her own without relying on anyone.

However, hearing Wang Qian's singing, her strong line of defense was so vulnerable.

Everything that was sealed in my heart was exposed.

She also longs for true love, she also longs for someone to accompany her to her old age, and she also longs for children and daughters...

So, she couldn't help it anymore.

He covered his face with his hands, lay on the table in front of him, and cried softly.

The camera gave Wang Jingyu a close-up, and then quickly returned to Wang Qian again.

Wang Qian looked at Yu Jingruo in the audience.

It seems that Yu Jingruo is the one he is singing.

Yu Jingruo also gently covered his mouth with one hand, afraid of crying, and stared at Wang Qian's eyes, letting a drop of tears fall without wiping it, let alone blinking, afraid After blinking, Wang Qian was no longer visible.

Standing behind Wang Qian is Qin Xuerong.

The corner of Qin Xuerong's mouth was smiling, even though the tears could not stop flowing, the smile did not converge, it was a happy and yearning smile.

Because Wang Qian told her that this is a poem sung to her.

At this moment, even Chen Xiaowen felt envy and jealousy towards Qin Xuerong.

...

Magic City!

Li Qingyao also cried at this moment into tears.

Both hands still hold the wedding photo of Wang Qian and her.

"woo woo woo woo……"

"Uuuuu..."

Li Qingyao only felt the same pain as her whole heart was torn apart.

When you are old!

What a happy four words.

She could have walked with Wang Qian until her hair turned white and could not walk...

But……

She personally tore up all the dreams of happiness and beauty.

"woo woo woo woo……"

Li Qingyao's cries became louder, she was trembling all over crying, tears and nose flowed down her cheeks to her chin, and then dripped onto her clothes, she didn't care about it anymore.

She stretched out her hand and tremblingly took out the phone, looked at Wang Qian's name in the address book, and knew that it was impossible to get through if she couldn't call it now. Wang Qian was singing live on the TV screen.

She opened WeChat and found Wang Qian’s name, and forcibly stopped crying, but still with a slight sob, pressed the voice message, and said softly and tremblingly: "Wang, Wang Qian, me, me, woo, me , I regret it! Sorry, I, I regret it. Uu, I regret it, I regret it... I regret it... Uuuuu..."

Could not help crying a few times.

All the emotions in her heart exploded more turbulently, put down the phone and held her head in her hands, and cried loudly again.

The voice of the TV still came from my ear, it was Wang Qian's voice.

"There is only one person who still loves your pious soul."

"Love the wrinkles on your old face..."

"When you are old, your eyebrows droop."

Li Qingyao's crying became louder and louder, holding her head in her hands, pressing harder, clasping her hands tightly together, as if going back to the time when Wang Qian hugged her tightly.

Unfortunately, that embrace does not belong to her now.

...

Also in Magic City, another villa.

Qin Xuehong was also wiping her tears while watching Wang Qian on the TV screen dimly. Listening to Wang Qian's singing, she was filled with every scene of Wang Qian during the last few days.

Although worried, she was very happy and excited, allowing her to enjoy all the good things a woman can enjoy.

But……

She thought of Qin Xuerong again.

The one who can accompany him to his old age.

Maybe it's not her!

If this song was sung to her.

How wonderful is this happiness?

For the first time, Qin Xuehong felt jealous of her sister.

After that, she quickly shattered her jealousy, and a smile overflowed from the corners of her mouth in her tears.

Anyway...

Enjoy it now!

Anyway, when I am old, I will be able to see his brother-in-law, right?

...

West Lake City.

Sisters Xu Xiaoxiao and Xu Wenwen leaned together on the sofa, looking at Wang Qian on the TV screen together, listening to Wang Qian's softly narrated singing.

Xu Wenwen felt it, and reached out to wipe the tears from his sister's face.

Xu Xiaoxiao hurriedly wiped her cheeks, and whispered: "Professor Wang's singing is so good."

Xu Wenwen nodded: "Well, it's very touching!"

Xu Xiaoxiao looked at Wang Qian's eyes, filled with scorching heat and yearning, and said to her sister Xu Wenwen: "Sister, how can there be people like Professor Wang in the world?"

Xu Wenwen didn't speak, but was silent, and there was some sadness in his eyes.

Xu Xiaoxiao continued to mumble to herself: "Why, when I met Professor Wang, he already had Xuerong?"

Xu Wenwen still didn't speak, just reached out and put his sister in his arms, one hand wiped the tears from her cheek again, and said in her heart: Sister, we are all the same. It's just that I am later than you.

...

In another apartment building in West Lake City.

The members of the Baojiajie Band watched Wang Qian on the TV screen quietly and listened to the singing.

"The lights are dim."

"The wind is blowing, your news."

"This is the song in my heart."

Sing a paragraph.

In the screen, Wang Qian continued to play the guitar gently.

The sound of the guitar is a bit unclear, but it adds a sense of realism and warmth and fullness, which is even more touching.

Several people looked at each other and could see the emotion in each other's eyes.

The eye sockets of several people were a little moist, but everyone resisted not letting the tears flow.

Yang Zixuan wiped her eyes first, and said with a trembling voice, "I almost cried. This poem is so well written, and Professor Wang sings so well. I am jealous of Qin Xuerong, why can she be killed by the king? Selected by the professor? How lucky and happy is she?"

"Why is there such a person as Professor Wang in this world?"

Yang Zixuan looked at Ru Keji and said seriously, "Ru Ke, Yan Ru, you know. Professor Wang has almost satisfied all my illusions about men and love! I can't think of any woman who can resist Professor Wang. Charm and talent, unless she is not a woman."

"Now Qin Xuerong must be dying happy."

Ru Ke said softly: "That's sure, who would be unhappy to die if Professor Wang wrote a poem or a song? Professor Wang did not sing rock today, without the shocking feeling of rock and roll, but it is more than the shock of the scene. It’s touching. He sings about life, love, and happiness. I don’t want to be an opponent of Professor Wang anymore. I just hope that I can perform on the same stage with him once, that’s enough."

Eliminate Wang Qian?

Participate in the competition?

Ru Ke felt that this was a kind of blasphemy to Wang Qian and to music.

Wang Qian sings real poems, music art!

How about them?

Instead, they use singing as a competition and music as a tool...

Ru Ke's words made several people feel a little embarrassed.

Professor Wang is the realm of a real artist.

Every song...

It's all art!

There are thoughts that they can't reach.

Two songs tonight.

Interpreted to them.

What is love.

What is happiness.

What is a middle-aged memory.

What does it mean to grow old!

A pity.

A period of consummation!

They just have to think about it.

I feel numb all over.

That was the tremor that they were moved by understanding the core idea.

At the height of their realm, they are even worse!

Why compare with Professor Wang?

but……

They chose this show, this way.

They still have to keep going.

only……

At this moment, they are much less eager to compete.

Almost all of my mind is focused on my own musical thinking.

Can make such music.

That's what they want.

...

Wang Qian's singing did not stop.

Or it can be said.

The story he told is not over yet.

Just like a picture of happiness, there is never an end.

On the TV, Wang Qian's guitar and singing were heard.

"When you are old, your hair turns gray."

"Drowsiness."

"When you are old, you can't walk anymore."

"Being warm by the fire, remembering youth."

"How many people have loved your happy hour of youth."

"I adore your beauty, false or true."

"There is only one person who still loves your pious soul."

"Love the wrinkles on your old face."

"When you are old, your eyebrows droop."

"The lights are dim."

"The wind is blowing, your news"

"This is the song in my heart."

Xiao Dongmei had already spread a piece of paper on the coffee table, and the brush in her hand moved quickly on the white paper.

One by one, the thin gold text with unique character was written out.

The younger brother Xiao Dongcheng, who had just arrived from the mountain city during the day, stood aside and rubbed his ink quietly.

The writing brush in Xiao Dongmei's hand moved quickly, and the words written on the white paper were exactly the lyrics sung by Wang Qian.

Write.

Write.

A puddle of water stains appeared on the white paper.

Xiao Dongmei's hands also stagnated for an instant, and then she continued to write.

Xiao Dongcheng still didn't dare to speak. He looked at the dozen or so drops of water stains on the white paper, then looked at Wang Qian on the TV screen, and shook his head regretfully.

Wang Qian's singing became low and slow.

It seems to have become really old.

"When I am old."

"I really hope."

"This song is for you."

Xiao Dongmei's writing hand suddenly stopped, and tears were immediately like broken pearls, dripping drop by drop on the white paper, and the thin gold brush writing on the white paper was no longer in shape.

However, Xiao Dongmei still didn't say a word.

Xiao Dongcheng didn't dare to speak. He didn't dare to give a tissue to wipe his tears, fearing that his sister would find out that he was still here, so as to reduce his sense of existence as much as possible.

Put down the brush.

Xiao Dongmei took out a tissue and wiped her cheeks, turned around and sat on the sofa, and continued to watch Wang Qian's handsome and mature face on the TV screen without blinking.

Xiao Dongcheng tiptoed to his room, covering his mouth and nose with one hand, stopping his breathing, fearing that any slight movement would make his sister discover his existence.

With his years of experience, one can imagine that he has discovered some secrets of his sister, and there is absolutely no good fruit.

However, he was also a little happy and worried.

Happily, my sister has been single for thirty years and finally has someone she likes.

The worry is that that person already has a girlfriend.

...

on site.

Wang Qian's fingers played the guitar lightly, the smile on his face was still warm, and his eyes were still looking at Yu Jingruo in the audience.

The two looked at each other for a few minutes.

I didn't move my eyes for the entire time of the song.

Wang Qian sang slowly.

"I can't keep all the years."

"Years keep me."

"I never had the fragrance of staying."

"But it's my spring."

"How many people have loved your happy hour of youth."

"I adore your beauty, false or true."

"There is only one person who still loves your pious soul."

"Love the wrinkles on your old face~www.readwn.com~When you are old, your eyebrows droop."

"The lights are dim."

"The wind is blowing, your news."

"This is the song in my heart."

"When I am old, I will do it for you."

"Sing this, the song in my heart..."

Wang Qian's guitar hand stopped.

Only the purest voice.

"When I am old."

"I want it for you."

"Sing this, the song in my heart!"

The sound stopped slowly...

Without abrupt end, Wang Qian's breath stretched on the microphone for a while, as if it hadn't stopped.

Just as the happiness expressed in the song lasts for a lifetime.

Enduring aftertaste.

on site.

Still kept quiet.

Wang Jingyu has stopped crying.

However, the makeup on her face has been crying.

Tears still flowed slowly down the cheeks.

She looked at Wang Qian without blinking her eyes, her eyes were a little hollow and in a daze, she sank completely into the happiness depicted in the song.

She didn't want to wake up.

Because that is what she desires most.

In the audience, Yu Jingruo was crying while smiling at Wang Qian, wiping his eyes with one hand from time to time.

She hoped that in front of Wang Qian, she would always be smiling and always have a good side, and would not add any trouble or burden to Wang Qian.

The same is true for Qin Xuerong, who is standing behind Wang Qian, smiling happily while wiping tears, her expression full of happiness and yearning.

She has faith like steel in her heart.

No matter what happens later.

She will go to Baitou with Wang Qian.

Live the life described in this song.

In the lounge.

Liu Shengnan, Jiang Yu, and Murongyue also had tears in their eyes.