Chapter 518: Their songs

Chapter 518 Their Songs
"The stage of the singer, the last substitute singer will be ushered in at this time!"
On the stage, the gorgeous supporter said to the microphone in a loud voice: "I believe everyone must be very curious about this new substitute singer! Who is this person? Hey, I can give you some information! As far as I know, this substitute singer, and our last show, won the first Cheng Yiran with almost the total number of votes, once together set up the band!"
But the scene sounded warmly at this time... hum!
There were very few, very few dozen people who made amazing sounds - they came from the last audience. Tens of thousands of people can be seen on the spot, but they can only see live broadcasts on the Internet, or replay them.
For the so-called champions of the previous issue, they have been mostly vocal since this week.
The host probably didn't think that there would be such a contrasting scene... I seem to be a bit overwhelmed by the emotions of these audiences.
But his cheeks are thick enough, and the cheeky smile does not smile: "It seems that everyone is quite enthusiastic? Then it is not too late... Please come out today, the last singer! Please!"
After the stage came out, Hong Guan heard the host's speech and took a deep breath and walked to the passage of the exit. At this time... his side is not just his own.
There are also two young people who are similar in age and dressed in ordinary people.
They each looked at each other and nodded, then they put each other's shoulders on their shoulders and took a step.
Go out!
The scene was very quiet at this time... quietly a bit creepy. Hong Guan was the scalp, hung the guitar on the side of Cheng Yiran, and went to the position of the lead singer.
And the other two young people in the rest were walking to the front of the keyboard, and one went to the front of the drum set!
At the scene, there is still a piece of silence... Hong Guan knows that he has no fame. For these tens of thousands of people, he and they are just strangers, just because of an opportunity to embark on this large stage.
The reaction of the audience is so... normal.
But he didn't care, but his eyes were looking at the rows of seats in front of the stage. Hong Guan took a deep breath and picked up his own microphone. The voice was a little nervous, but powerful. "I know a bit. Foul...but please allow me to say a few words before the official start. Because I know, I may never have the chance to say these words on this big stage in the future... Thank you."
Hong Guan made a deep sigh in front of people.
The audience at the stage still looked very quiet... I watched the stage silently, looked at the screen, and watched the three guys who came out from the background. Who are they?
No one knows who they are... except one.
In addition to a sweaty, gasping, screaming at the entrance to the stage auditorium, the stunned youth... finally got the bass from the old man in the explosion.
He was shocked to see the Hongguan on the stage... and the other two people next to Hong Guan, "They...how are they all?"
Again band, in addition to him, in addition to Hong Guan, in addition to the little dream that has disappeared, the other two... The other two, the guy who has already withdrawn!
"Cheng Yiran!"
The sly Hongguan suddenly raised his head and shouted loudly toward the microphone: "Cheng Yiran!! You hear it! Are you here! Are you looking at me! I am Hong Guan! He is a demon!! He It’s the old demon!! Are you watching!! We are here!!! We are all here!!!

"I'm sorry!" Hong Guan took a deep breath and faced the audience who was surprised. He shouted loudly: "I'm sorry!! We left us one after another!! We are destroying our previous promises one by one!! Life! Livelihood! Stress! We are overwhelmed by reality! We have to give up! To survive! Sorry!! We are all cowards! Sorry!!!"
"To be honest! I used to hate you! I have never seen you in a moment! I never thought about it, but I can’t hold it in the end, and it’s not long before you put forward that I also quit. You have been appreciated! You have embarked on a stage we never thought of before! I am really jealous! I really have to blame myself! Blame myself, why not stick to it for a few days!"
"But when I watched you in the studio watching you sing our "Again" on the stage, I suddenly realized it... I understand that we have never paid so much like you!"
"Yes! Cheng Yiran! Are you here! Are you looking at us? We are all here now!!" Hong Guan’s eyes were filled with silver and white light. "I know you must be here! So, I only said one sentence! You will immediately roll me up to the stage! Because..."
He took a deep breath and exhausted all the oxygen in his lungs. He said: "Because we, only together, is the real "Again" band!!! It is the "Again" that Xiaomeng brought us!!"
"Cheng Yiran! You come out!!" Hong Guan glared at the front. "Don't it be your turn to be a coward!! Cheng Yiran!!"
The roar is like a subwoofer that has been tuned to the maximum volume, vibrating around Cheng Yiran, accompanied by his heartbeat... strong and powerful.
A force that didn't know where to come, let him subconsciously take the first step... The second step!
Walk in one step, walk in two steps, three steps... run!
He ran down the ladder and rushed past the camera in front of the stage, like a madman, climbing up from the bottom of the stage.
Panting, standing on the edge of the stage, glaring at the Hongguan, Cheng Yiran angered: "You dare to say it again! Who is a coward!!"
"you are!"
Hong Guan reluctantly glanced at it!
"Your grandfather!"
"You are stupid!!"
Cheng Yiran raised his hand and raised the bass on his hand. "Get it back!!"
Hong Guanyi, a strange saying: "You... how did you get it back?"
Cheng Yiran smiled and said: "The road is awkward!"
Hong Guan haha ​​smiled and suddenly reached out to his collar position and pulled out two necklaces. He pulled one of them hard and then threw it toward Cheng Yiran.
When he caught the necklace, Cheng Yiran suddenly looked up. "You...what are you looking for?"
Hong Guan whispered: "Stupid, I am also on the road... Come on, Cheng Yiran. Without you, I, we can't do it."
He came to the Hongguan subconsciously... Hong Guan didn't know the magic of the guitar, but he bravely stood on this stage, even if he might face ridicule, hum, he dare!
And I am... afraid!
My music is not like this!
The music I want, our rock...not like this! I am... I didn’t know it, I gave up myself, just thinking that there is a guitar there, and with its magic, I can leave nothing behind.
"I am really stupid!"
......
"What do you do? Forcibly sensational? Have you arranged it well?"
"For the effect of the program? Good holiday..."
"嘘!!!"
Facing the audience's comments and drinking voices, the director of the program group had to ask for help... How could this mess? Feiyun Entertainment this newcomer?
As a guide to the program, he really didn't know that he would make such a mistake... This is also the case, not to say that the crash was injured and it was temporarily impossible to enter the competition?
What makes the director even more depressed is... a quick response from the top. The director only heard that the top executive seemed to be a little depressed on the phone, but said helplessly... agree!
Hell! !
However, the director really couldn't hold the order of this physique. He could only arrange the pressure to host the scene, and announced that he agreed to Cheng Yiran's coming to power again... it was just a farce!
The director even saw on the camera lens that a lot of viewers had already got up and left for the exit of the audience... After that, there will be an endless embarrassment on the Internet.
This program is suffering from the biggest black history! However, the director is even more indignant. The Hongguan who is doing things and Cheng Yiran who is doing the same thing, but this time on the stage to say this... like it is completely inappropriate!
These two... Is it really a mysterious second generation? There is a mysterious force behind it?
Regardless of how depressed the director is, Cheng Yiran and Hong Guan on the stage, as well as the demon, the old devil, are self-respecting. They spoke and waited for the arrangement of the program group.
"Little demon, old devil... Hong Guan, how did you find them?" Cheng Yiran could not help but ask with curiosity.
"Oh, I am looking for a director." Hong Guan is also amazed. "In fact, when I said that I was on the stage, I suddenly had this idea. So I mentioned it. I didn't expect the director to really show me the person. It’s coming... and the speed is incredible!

The little demon with long hair and popular face disturbed the head: "Well, I just got off work, there are not a few guys in black clothes who got on the car, covered their heads, fainted... wake up After that, it’s here."
The old devil also has a heart and a sigh: "I am the same! I just gotten home after the drumming class, and I was tied here. If I didn't see the Hongguan here, the laborers thought that they had been kidnapped... but not right?" I can't live this myself. Who will tie me?"
Xiao Yao suddenly said: "But... I am sorry. Cheng Yiran, Hong Guan, I first quit, I did not expect you to think of me here. I never dreamed, I will go to this stage, although ......"
The demon glanced at the audience and shook his head. "Although it seems that it is not very much to see."
"Niang Xipi!" The old devil said: "I can't go up once, I can't lose it! Do it! Sing and sing! The labor and wealth is good. It used to be called the Houhai Drumming King, who is afraid of who!"
"It seems to be agreed." Hong Guan glanced at it, then looked at everyone and said: "Since it is here, we will make our voice! Even if only this time, we must let the world remember us!"
Hong Guan reached out and the little demon and the old devil also reached out and placed on the palm of Hong Guan. The three men also looked toward Cheng Yiran. Cheng Yiran looked at the three people intricately, took a deep breath, and gently put the palm of his hand on the top.
"What are we!"
"Again band!!"
"Say again, what are we!!"

Again!!!!!!

They smiled and faced the unusually cold audience on the field, facing the figure that had begun to leave, but bravely raised their heads.
At this time, Hong Guan took off the hanging guitar and handed it to Cheng Yiran’s hand. He said,
You come!

"Wait... I, I can play bass." Cheng Yiran subconsciously hesitated, shook his head, this guitar... he couldn't play.
If this is the case, it will be better if it is not the case.
But the Hongguan is no matter, the guitar is firmly placed on Cheng Yiran's body, and he puts the bass on himself. "Stupid, I am your bass player!"
Cheng Yiran silently swept over the guitar strings and nodded.
"Your finger... can you do it?"
"If it is this song, no problem." Cheng Yiran is definitely authentic.
He looked at Hong Guan, looked at the demon, looked at the old devil... When they found out that the guitar sounded, they were not obsessed—that is, he still couldn’t really use the guitar.
But... what about this?
Can't use... how?
Cheng Yiran went to the position of the lead singer, Hong Guan was by his side, the demon was behind him, the old devil was behind him... Can't use it, how?
What is the audience reviling?
Someone left the game, what about?
I have been singing this way... I just kept singing like this! I have experienced no one to care about, wandering the streets, and spending the days of precariousness.
Cheng Yiran thought about the road that the old man who had been exploding, and remembered the moment when he saw the stadium.
Little dream, sorry, forgive me for always deceiving myself. I thought that my insistence was just because of you, in order to complete your dreams... For it, I have been persisting until now.
But when I finished your dream and brought your song to the world, I realized.
I should let you down.
I should... face my own rock.
Because I, I have always loved it... I love it, not for others!
Goodbye, little dream... my most beautiful dream.
And now, I have to do it again... Once again, rely on myself to pursue my own rock and roll dream!
This time, for myself!
Even if... no one cares!
No matter, this guitar has no effect... I want to play it down, play it down, and hit my finger to break, I have to - play it!
Close your eyes and adjust your emotions. Cheng Yiran held the microphone and whispered: "Forgive our waywardness and just the farce. But... our voice will be re-issued here. The next song, I have been with us for a lot of hardships. I think many people will be inspired by it. The band that created this song is also our favorite...and our goal!"
The sound of the electronic piano is slowly remembered.
Cheng Yiran closed his eyes and sang gently.
- Today, I watched the snow drifting in the cold night.
With the cool heart, drifting far away
- in the wind and rain, catch up
The fog can’t be clearly traced
The sky is wide and you and me can change (who is not changing)...
......
Looking back, the person who left, suddenly turned back.
Those who are impatient are suddenly quiet.
They watched them silently on the screen, listening to the words of that sentence.
Listening to the sound of the guitar, bass, electric piano, and jazz drums.
Stopped.
They all stopped.
In the night sky, Luo Qiu listened to the ear, it seems that this is not enough, so gently put the palm of his hand in the auricle, whispered: "Hear, this song, their song. Finally heard, beautiful, beautiful.

(End of this chapter)