Chapter 19: There are leaves between your teeth...

People have stories.
Some stories are plain, some are wonderful, some are logical, and some are bizarre.
As the King of the Golden Bull Award, Lu Yihong naturally also has a story.
He once wanted to be a singer!
He has loved singing since he was a child, and dreamed of becoming the king of singing on the stage to make fans scream.
It's a pity that his voice is a broken gong, and no matter what song he sings, he will be out of tune.
Maybe it was irrigated by those inspirational speeches on the radio, maybe it was deceived by the so-called best-selling chicken soup that dreams cannot be defeated by reality and must be chased, in short, it swelled up inexplicably.
I never felt that I sang badly.
then……
In the eighteenth year, after learning a little bit of guitar, he resolutely went to the big city of Yanjing to be a wandering singer like his predecessors, dreaming of being discovered by the singer Bole, and then became famous in one fell swoop.
Of course, he also wrote a complacent song called "Dream Chaser" that now sounds like a shit...
Of course fantasy is beautiful, reality is always cruel.
Having been a wandering singer for three years, and tasted all the warmth and bitterness, the final chance did come, but it came to his companion, as for him...
The Bole looked at his face, then touched his chin, and finally asked him if the three-hundred-dollar bag would come overnight.
He naturally rejected it outrageously. How could he betray the chrysanthemum and dignity!
Then, he got cold.
Na Bole left a sentence, "People like you can sing, unless all singers in the world are dead!"
Nonsense, which singer in Bole would be impressed by his broken voice and lack of talent?
It's not tinnitus or Alzheimer's.
Lu Yihong was deeply shocked, and finally after listening to his own songs carefully, he smashed the guitar and bowed his head to the reality of the with self-pity.
Lu Yihong thinks about it now that he was indeed a loser in those few years, and a loser who failed to the end.
Fortunately, although he has no talent or talent, he has a face.
Although, he didn't want to.
But in the end he went to eat with his face...
Well, this is a sad story.
"That's the one I miss so much day and night
How do i express
Will she accept me
Maybe never say that to her
Destined to wander the world
How can you be concerned..."
The moon slowly climbed up into the night sky, spreading a large amount of silver clothing on this piece of land, and at the same time, the moonlight penetrated the window and shone on Lu Yuan, making Lu Yuan look extraordinarily sacred, as if bathed in a strange brilliance.
Lu Yuan played the prelude, and then sang a song seriously.
Li Qing and Fatty Wei stared at Lu Yuan dumbfounded. Lu Yuan at this moment was completely different from the one who was arrogant on the street last night.
At this moment, Lu Yuan was very serious, and he sang powerfully enough, coupled with the strong voice of that day, it made the two of them feel like hell.
Is this young man playing the guitar that Lu Manzi?
Is it that Lu Manzi who smokes, drinks, and is unreasonable?
What an international joke!
Well, in short, their impression of Lu Yuan is a character who is too vulgar, almost vulgar.
Even in front of Lu Yuan, they felt that people like themselves were quite noble.
However, when Lu Yuan picked up the guitar and acted like a literary youth, Lu Yuan's temperament began to change again.
The guitar is proficient and the singing is also proficient.
Lu Yuan originally just wanted to finish singing this song, but as he sang, Lu Yuan remembered the past.
That first love!
To be honest, Lu Yuan has never been a literary and artistic youth, at best, he is just a young man.
Even the song "Old Boy" was learned by Lu Yuan in order to act in front of the goddess and pretend to be art.
However, the college career is always so short, and the reality is so cruel, the road to chase the goddess is long and remote, at least Lu Yuan is in the middle.
People are always young and always loved.
Naturally, Lu Yuan was also young, Lu Yuan loved him, and had trouble sleeping.
Because of this experience, Lu Yuan was immersed in this old boy. From the beginning, he played only casually and skillfully into memories and emotions of the past.
Feeling so emotional, so the feelings came.
Wang Jinxue looked at Lu Yuan in the moonlight.
In the lobby of Nuo University, Wang Jinxue began to feel a little dazed. She seemed to see a young man's dream and longing for the future, experiencing the step by step Kanter's fall, and then sighed and stunned...
This is indeed a sentimental song.
Lu Yuan is indeed a talented young man.
Perhaps, I will see with my own eyes a shining star in Lu Yuan rising?
As for Lu Yihong, closing his eyes and nose are a little sore. Others may think this song is just a little nice and emotional, but he feels that this song has pierced his heart and reminded him of his past self.
It's all struggle, despair, and disappointment, but it's all so persistent and so hard.
then……
Reluctant to give up.
"Youth is like a rushing river
I can't go back and say goodbye
Only numb me left
Without the blood of the year
Look at the flowers floating in the sky
Withered in the most beautiful moment
Who will remember that this world has been here..."
In the climax, Lu Yuan sang very hoarse.
He actually stood up and the hands holding the guitar began to tremble slightly. He has a good voice, a good song, a story. It is not at all broken like the previous "Invisible Wings". Although the singing skills are not very good, this one The song is still fully displayed.
At this moment, Wang Jinxue held her breath, as if she was afraid that her breathing would disturb Lu Yuan's voice.
Lu Yihong's hands were slightly trembling, a little excited, and even red eyes appeared in the circles of his eyes.
Fatty Wei and Li Qing still look like their ears when they see a ghost.
I am so special, Lu Manzi, you are going to heaven!
Can we be a mob in the future?
………………………………
No matter how good the song is, no matter how long it is, it will come to an end.
The song is over.
Then Lu Yuan exhaled and carefully placed the guitar, and by the way, he looked up at the window forty-five degrees.
The night is lingering, the moonlight is just right, and it coincides with the beautiful scenery of the good day.
This series of actions made Lu Yuan very satisfied.
While venting his emotions, he brought a little bit of talented sorrow and pretense.
He pretends to be very cool, and interprets a talented literary and artistic youth extremely cheerfully.
If it weren't for someone watching, he even wanted to give himself a thumbs up like it.
Before rebirth, he thought about this pretending scene many times...
But before the rebirth, "Old Boy" was really sung. There are so many talents, and Lu Yuan's voice at that time was ordinary and tasteless, even if he sang nothing. Therefore, this kind of pretending scene can only be thought of, and it will not cause half a dime shock and surprise...
But it is different now.
At least Lu Yihong, Wang Zhenxue, and the two brothers Wei Fatzi and Li Qing were deeply impressed by themselves.
Of course, there was no applause and silence.
It seems that everyone is indulged in the after rhyme of this song.
Everything is so perfect.
Lu Yuan still kept that action, even smiling at the corner of his mouth, waiting for the tide of praise to sound.
Of course, if everyone praised him, he would be humble and say something like: "Nothing, normal operation, normal operation" "Nothing" "I am not so good." "Modest, modest I have always been a humble person, low-key... …" Such bloated words that will force another upgrade.
Of course, the expression on the face should not be too proud, at least it should be gentle and elegant, as peaceful as doing a small thing.
This is perfect.
Just at this time……
"That... A Yuan... That..." Fatty Wei swallowed.
"what?"
"Did you forget to brush your teeth in the morning?"
"??"
"That... I don't know if I should say..."
"What do you want to say?"
"I seem to see vegetable leaves between your teeth...very... uh, hehe."
"..."
The moonlight is still so bright, still so beautiful.
The exclamation in the imagination, the words of praise did not come out.
Lu Yuan shut his mouth tightly and turned his head, then his face suddenly turned blue and purple, staring at Fatty Wei with a blank face.
He closed his eyes.
At this moment, all Lu Yuan's emotions turned into a very polite sentence.
If it is not quality, he would like to say...
I bought a watch last year.