Sui Qingchi's fifth tour in the six years since his debut kicked off in the bleak November. The first show was still at Xinghe Stadium, which was a venue worthy of his status. For so many years, Fu Cuo has never been to Sui Qingchi's concert. This is the first time, watching him sing from a livehouse with hundreds of people, to a venue with tens of thousands of people, and then to the point where only LOTUS could call for a seat. The stadium is full, I don’t know what kind of mood Sui Qingchi will feel when he stands on the stage that belongs to him alone, and there will be a moment when he faces the band behind him The shadow of West Wind will flash in the middle, and when calling out the name of the guitarist, there will be times when he almost calls it wrong. But I also feel that my thoughts are too naive. As a young heavenly king, Sui Qingchi's world is too far away from him. Maybe when Sui Qingchi stands alone in front of so many souls bowing their heads for him, he has no time to think about it. All the regrets of the past.
Although he could sit in the infield, Fu Cuo still chose the "mountain" because he can overlook the entire Xinghe Stadium, and he doesn't need to get close to the king on the stage as eagerly as fans. Here is the location where the four of them watched the LOTUS concert together, although it is not the same location.
The stands were still full of fans and fans. Looking around the audience, there were 80,000 people, and there were no seats left. There are concert materials beside the seats, including fluorescent sticks and fluorescent bracelets. The fluorescent sticks are red, and so are the bracelets. There are also members of the fan support club who entered the venue in advance to distribute fan club materials to fans in each district. Among them is a lyric sheet that reads "November 22 is Sui Qingchi's 28th birthday. I hope everyone can When he sang the first original song of his debut "Flying Far Away", we sang for him together, I hope everyone can wave light sticks/bracelets together during the chorus, thank you very much!", in addition to attaching the lyrics, he also attached it very thoughtfully The English explanation and the pinyin pronunciation of the lyrics were printed, and at the end it was printed in red handwriting: Although he is very high school and said that he would not love us, we still love him, right
In fact, fans can sing this song, but ordinary fans and passers-by may not remember the lyrics, and he is one of them. It took me a while to scan the lyrics. At this moment, there was the familiar sound of rolling thunder above my head. Almost everyone around me raised their mobile phones to take pictures of this spectacular scene, although this is not the first time the dome has been closed. , In the past, there was LOTUS that could let it perform, and now there is Sui Qingchi, but after all, there are only LOTUS and Sui Qingchi.
There was a row of fans lying on the railing in front of the stands, and Fu Cuo seemed to see the bluffing AK calling them to look over their heads. He raised his head following the voice of the boy in his memory, and huge shadows slowly rose from four directions, blocking the night sky polluted by neon lights. It was still the same scene as ten years ago, every angle was different It hasn't changed, but the four of them have been separated from each other.
The lights in the venue were turned off, and the artificial sea of stars decorated the venue beautifully. The countdown numbers appeared on the screens on both sides of the stage, and the voices of 80,000 people joined the countdown. After the deafening countdown, the prelude of the electric guitar sounded, Fu Cuo recognized it in just one verse, it was the first song "Beautiful" in Sui Qingchi's fourth album. Speaking of which, Sui Qingchi still doesn't know the origin of this song. He may only remember that it was the first song he sang in Xifeng, so he ranked it first in the album, and this is also the third time he sang it. I used "Beautiful" as the opening song of the concert.
The stage was lit up, and Fu Cuo saw Sui Qingchi appearing on the lifting platform in the center of the stage from the huge vertical screens on both sides of the stage. He was wearing a stage costume with sequins, and a slightly exaggerated dark blue windbreaker on him. In addition, all the lights were converging on him, and it was really exaggerated that his whole body was shining every step of the way. Fu Cuo thought with a smile, but it was very Lining up this second king.
It was clearly not Xifeng, but what he heard was clearly Xifeng, the former lead singer of Xifeng, singing a song he had written. The soul of Xifeng was no longer him from the moment Sui Qingchi joined, but someone else.
After the band's solo at halftime, the stage went dark for a few minutes, and then a beam of light hit the center of the stage. Sui Qingchi sat there with an acoustic guitar in his arms, and leaned into the microphone and said, "Fly High and Go Far Away."
There was applause and cheers, and there was a faint expectation, waiting for Sui Qingchi to sing this song. Fu Cuo saw that everyone around him picked up light sticks, and 80,000 people
Brewing the same surprise together.
Sui Qingchi bowed his head and plucked the guitar. After the prelude, he only sang one word, and was preempted by the neat chorus. On the screen, Sui Qingchi's hand playing the guitar paused, he raised his head, lowered it again, and continued to accompany the fans.
The scene was filled with a sea of red lotus flames, and clusters of red flames swayed left and right with the rhythm played by Sui Qingchi, which was extremely spectacular. When fans rushed to shoot, Sui Qingchi would hum and lead the way. He successfully brought 80,000 people to the end of the song, dialed the last string of notes on the guitar, and then took the guitar into his arms, with both hands He raised his head to applaud the fans, then leaned closer to the microphone, raised his eyes and said to 80,000 people: "The singing is still very bad."
Very harsh criticism, the audience laughed embarrassedly.
"There's no need to create such a surprise for me, because to be honest, I'm not particularly moved," Sui Qingchi said, looking at the sea of red lotuses in front of his eyes, "It's impossible to see me cry and choke, if you cry so hard Landslides and landslides, my ruthless character design can't collapse." He said, but he didn't hold back his head and smiled, "...what a second grader."
The fans also laughed foolishly, and even passers-by fans were not unhappy because of his words. His voice was so beautiful, and every cadence caught people's ears. The scene was extremely quiet, as if he didn't sing. If it goes on like this, fans are willing to listen to it fascinated for two hours.
"Chasing stars is like this. It is extremely cruel to chase after me, but I also have my reasons for doing so. I let you never get it, so you will always remember me."
When Fu Cuo heard him say this, he didn't know why, but he also felt a little bit distressed. If he wasn't too lacking in love, he wouldn't be so stingy about talking about love.
Towards the end of the concert, Sui Qingchi encored six songs in one breath for an unprecedented time, and the fans were hooked, but Fu Cuo felt that he was too generous and a little bit like Sui Qingchi.
In one of the encore songs, Sui Qingchi sang his favorite Oasis song. He was standing in front of the wheat rack, wearing a soft white shirt, half tufted in jeans. The shirt was very thin, revealing the white vest inside. Sweat made his forehead hair hang down a little, looking at him on the big screen, he looked as young as when he was still in the music academy, those were Sui Qingchi's most beautiful years from the inside out.
"I have wanted to sing the following song for a long time, but I always feel that I am not qualified to sing it. Every time this song sounds in my playlist, I want to listen to it and cut it off, because there is no way to face it. To this day... In fact, I am not sure if I can really face it, but I will try to face it bravely. This song is for my friends, those who are still there, and those who are no longer To all who have lost loved ones and loved ones."
He took a small step back, and the piano accompaniment sounded tacitly. Fu mistook it, it was "St your heart out" by Oasis.
During the restless chord progression of the piano, Sui Qingchi frowned slightly, and sang:
Hold up
Hold on
Don't be scared
You'll never ge what's been and gone
In these few bars, his voice is like a wind-up. Fu Cuo heard his rare dissonant vibrato, and couldn't help but frown. Then the violin part and crisp drum beats entered, and the voice finally began to recover slowly. Itself, Fu Cuo closed his eyes in a shudder when the burst of the chorus came.
It doesn't matter, don't worry about him singing badly, this is destined to be a perfect performance that countless people will never forget.
May your smile May your smile
Shine on still shining
Don't be scared
Your destiny may keep you warm because destiny has its own arrangements
Cos all of the stars are fading away
Just try not to worry
You'll see them some day
Take what you need
And be on your way
And st your heart out stop crying
Get up
e on go down
Why're you scared
You'll never ge what's been and gone
Cos all of the stars are fading away
Just try not to worry
You'll see them some day
Take what you need
And be on your way
And st your heart out stop crying
We're all of the stars
We're fading away
Just try not to worry
You'll see us some day
Just take what you need
And be on your way
And st your heart out stop crying
St your heart out stop crying
St your heart out stop crying
St your heart out stop crying
Behind the stage, there is a golden light sticking to the ground. It rolls on at the climax of the music, like a flaming sunrise, outlining the outline of Sui Qingchi in front of the stage, and Sui Qingchi's singing is like the surface of the sun erupting. The wind blows to every corner of the universe.
Fu Cuo's eyes were unknowingly blurry. He saw the heavy rain and headlights of Tan Si on the day of the car accident, he saw Tan Si sitting in the dark hearse with Tan Si, he saw the tears dripping on his grandma's cheeks when his grandmother passed away at the age of fifteen, They are all in this song, fear, sadness, despair... Negative emotions come in waves, and then are washed away by the music, taken away by Sui Qingchi's voice, like ocean waves taking away footprints on the beach, and then Brought to a distant place that is as quiet and flickering as the universe.
This is the most beautiful requiem he has ever heard, but it is not only the souls in the sky that are stable, but also every soul that is suffering in the world.
The whole song ended with the repeated guitar sound. Sui Qingchi tightly grasped the red microphone on the microphone stand with both hands. He lowered his neck, leaned his forehead on it, closed his eyes, sweat slipped from the corners of his eyes and his forehead, and his chest heaved violently. Then, the turbulent emotions finally poured out at this moment. This may be the first time he has sung this song in so many years. This song, which could not be sung smoothly during the rehearsal, finally sang it at the place where Fu Cuo was watching.
The sound like the tide filled the Xinghe Stadium, which lasted for a long time. Fu Cuo looked at the big screen. Sui Qingchi calmed down and raised his head. He took off the microphone, walked around the microphone stand to the front, pursed his lips, and the venue became quiet again. Everyone listened to him quietly. Say:
"I have to come here for the first show of every tour. Those people say that I am in the second year of middle school, and that I like big ones, many ones, and expensive ones. But they don't know my complex about this place. When I was in high school The person I like and I come here to watch the concert of the band I like, but because we were poor at that time, we only came to such a concert once, and we stood on the farthest stand. Together, standing with my friends, that was the first time in my life that I felt that life could be so exciting. At that time, I secretly swore that I must come here again, not on the sidelines, not in the audience, but standing here On the stage, take him to see the most beautiful scenery together."
From such a long distance, Fu Cuo could only see Sui Qingchi's expression on the big screen. He saw Sui Qingchi's far-sighted eyes vaguely facing the direction of the stands.
"In the end, I broke my promise very uselessly. Later, I was the only one standing here, and I found that the scenery was nothing more than that. I didn't even stand on the stands to make me happier and happier." He said very heavily, accompanied by heavy breathing , the throat occasionally rolls, "Many people say that you gain wisdom by eating a pit, but I may be too stupid and useless. I always have to eat many, many times to gain a little bit of wisdom and figure out what is precious." and important…”
The low frequency in Sui Qingchi's voice spread deep and far, and the "important..." sounded like a tropical humid wind, blowing every pore of a person as if it had been injected with water vapor and sticky, lingering missing.
Fu Cuo found that he still hasn't changed his previous problems. The free hand still loves to find the position of the pocket and wants to put it in. When there is no pocket to insert, like now, he will press it on the waist and crotch . He watched Sui Qingchi walk to the front of the stage with the microphone in one hand and the other on his waist. A Steadicam followed him, and the lights followed him. People followed him with their eyes. Walk.
Standing on the edge of the stage, he said to the sea of stars that belonged to him in all directions: "I still want to clarify a few things today. They say that my voice is not as good as before, is it true?"
"No—" The sonorous and powerful voices of 80,000 people responded to him.
Beside Fu Cuo, "Sui Qingchi, you will always be the best" and "You sing a single word to kill them all in seconds" screamed one after another.
Sui Qingchi asked again: "The second thing, they said you just like my face, is that true?"
"no-"
"no-"
"no-"
"They said I don't even have a good song," Sui Qingchi asked, "Is that true?"
It may be an illusion. Fu mistakenly felt that the eyes on the big screen seemed to be looking at him. Sui Qingchi's eyes were beautiful, but it was the first time he saw them on such a big screen. They were magnified on the screen. Sweaty, moist, they are as bright as stars, his eyebrows and eyelashes are covered with sweat, they have a clear and shiny atmosphere like a forest lake, the entertainment industry is trying to infuse him, but maybe... Fu Cuo couldn't help thinking , maybe he repelled them time and time again with that invincible Zhong Er temperament.
Sui Qingchi's last question didn't need him to answer. Whether there is a good song has never been decided by any one person or some people, but the voices of fans have already given the answer.
Fans began to read his song titles aloud. At first, the voices were chaotic, and then they seemed to suddenly find a tacit understanding, and began to neatly report the titles of each of his albums. When they read the fourth album "Beautiful", Sui Qingchi's tightly pursed lips loosened. He choked up and lowered his head, pressing his hands on his waist. When he read "Time Goes Back Ten Thousand Years", he lowered his head, but raised his hands to cheer for the fans. They applauded. The fans shouted out those song titles with a more grandiose momentum.
Fu Cuo had disliked Sui Qingchi's fans for a while, but at this moment, he made peace with them from the bottom of his heart.
Before the fans had finished reporting the title of the song, there was a sudden "snap", and the stage and the infield suddenly went dark. It should be that the encore time was too long, exceeding the stipulated time. However, all the fans in the audience were very orderly. After less than three minutes of commotion, they returned to silence and waited in the dark until the lights came back on.
When the lights came on, Sui Qingchi stood on the stage. He took off his shirt and was only wearing a close-fitting white vest. He has never appeared in public wearing only a vest. This is a big bonus. Fans looked at the muscular lines of his arms captured by the camera and screamed excitedly regardless of the image.
"I wanted to chat for a while longer, but I really don't have enough time." Sui Qingchi turned his back. He has beautiful back muscles and beautiful long legs. He is a treasure of the world. At this time, he has recovered the second king He turned around and signaled to the orchestra pit behind him, and said to the 80,000 people in the audience, "Send off my band."
On the big screen, Sui Qingchi raised his hand holding the microphone above his head to applaud his band. Under his leading applause, there was a thunderous applause that lasted ten minutes. It was not an exaggeration at all, and it went all the way to the band. Take the instrument and leave the stage.
Now Sui Qingchi was the only one left on the stage, with a ray of light, he stood there and said, "Now it's time to send me off."
Countless voices scrambled to shout no.
Fu Cuo felt more and more that something was wrong.
Sui Qingchi walked to the front of the stage, held the microphone in front of his chest with both hands, and then took a step back with his right foot—he knelt down.
All the fans watched Sui Qingchi lean over and kiss the stage amidst the sound of gasping like sea waves.
The Cro Heart pendant on his chest fell as he leaned over and landed on the stage floor. Fu Cuo frowned tightly: What do you mean
The camera lens showed Sui Qingchi's slightly trembling back. He lay down very low, his smooth back line was like a leopard, with his shoulder blades propped back, he offered this rebellious kiss.
Fu Cuo's heart was beating wildly: What do you want Sui Qingchi to do
Before he got up, the last beam of light was also extinguished, and when the lights were turned on again, only the red microphone that had accompanied the king for many years was left on the stage.