—"If you could have a singer sing for you on Valentine's Day, who would you want to be?"
"Ah, it's so hard to choose...then I'll choose Sui Qingchi. I want to hear him sing "Beautiful" or "How Can I Love You"....Why choose him? Ha ha ha ha… "
"A lot, LOTUS, Tang Du, Sui Qingchi, I can do it all. For LOTUS, I will click "Wish it is love", for Tang Du, I will click "Satellite", for Sui Qingchi, I want to hear him sing "Beautiful", what about you? ? You must choose LOTUS... Then we will make an appointment for a day group, haha, it sounds like they will really sing for us!"
"I just broke up with my boyfriend, you ask me this kind of question! She is my best friend, you guys are so annoying! Well, if I have to choose one, I will choose Sui Qingchi... It doesn't matter what he sings, what doesn't he sing? He If I stand in front of me, I dare to give him the right to sing whatever he wants, but I think he can sing "Beautiful"... I don't know why, my woman's intuition."
"I'll choose Sui Qingchi too. She must have listened to her when she just fell out of love. I'm a good best friend in China."
"Look at the wallpapers on our mobile phone, do you still need to ask this question?... Listen to him singing "Beautiful", for sure, the "Beautiful" he sang is true love!"
"Can it only be domestic?...Who do you want to choose?...You choose Tang Du, then I choose Sui Qingchi...No, the two of us must be unified!...Forget it, let's choose LOTUS, Tiantuan we can both, he loves Sai Ringer, I love King Ji, we can have a Valentine's Day without fighting~"
"Haha this survey, can I ask who is leading now?... Then I guess most of the girls chose Sui Qingchi, and chose him to sing "Beautiful"... Look! I said that our Xiao Sui is the best! Xiao Sui and the others Everyone wants you to sing "Beautiful", then I will order "You Come to the Ferris Wheel with Puzzled Style"! Sui Qingchi, I love you!"
"I'm a little confused. If I choose LOTUS, it must be very rock and roll, and it's a good deal to choose Yiyiwu. If I choose Tangdu, he will definitely bring his own piano. The picture is also very beautiful... Forget it, Sui Qingchi, he can sing with me. God, oh sorry Honey, take us to heaven, take us to heaven!"
"I like Tang Du's song "Love Lasts Longer Than Sadness", but it's too sad, it's "Satellite". In fact, I still think a little bit about Zhong Dao and Sui Qingchi's duet song "I Convinced myself I Don't Care"... Yes, that's right. The first song is also sad, so you choose a sweet song... "Time Goes Back Ten Thousand Years"? Yes, I like this song too... "
"Sui Qingchi without any hesitation.... He looks good! Don't you think he has a face that makes people fall in love? Oh my god, he sang "Beautiful" to me in front of me. I must be madly in love with him! "
"We have thought about this issue. We will get married next Friday, and we invited a bar singer to sing "Beautiful" for us... Thank you, thank you!... I chose the song, and he listens to everything... Why did I choose this song? I think this song is the appearance of love, it is very mysterious and beautiful, there is a feeling that we were all a group of wild children at first, and then suddenly met love one day, and love domesticated us... Haha, are you right? I To be honest, I just really like this song."
"Ji Dawang will sing for us live? I'm sorry I refused the scene of the car accident hahahaha... Tang Du is forty-five, there is a generation gap... Oh, I'm sorry, are you going to put this investigation on the Internet or on the show? Can you give me a P A dog head?... I will choose Sui Qingchi, I like the way he sings "Beautiful". Ah, is it convincing to sing this song if you are not good-looking, right? It is not convincing to sing this song if you are not good at singing, so it really can only be sung by Sui Qingchi, so I choose it! But you guys Is this interview interesting, tell us that Valentine's Day is so good, and we can dream together?... Eh?... I'm going!! No, my gosh, ahhhh—”
Sui Qingchi looked at the scenery outside the car window. It was just dawn, and the world was still immersed in the light blue morning light. A group of young people passed by his car holding rainbow-colored flags, like a school of tropical fish, with splashing noises. The sound of water cruising in the light blue sea.
When the red light turned green, he started the car. The white Cherokee passed through a bustling neighborhood full of high-rise buildings. After a while, there were only sporadic motels and gas stations on the road. The world began to restore its original appearance little by little until the golden sea cliff And the magnificent sunrise appears at the end of the field of view.
Sui Qingchi took off his sunglasses, opened the car window, put his elbows on the car door, and the wind blew, very refreshing.
The car slowed down in front, until it stopped, the door opened, Sui Qingchi got out of the car and walked to the front of the car, looking at the fallen tree.
Was it blown down by the wind? It was a few days ago, and no one came to take care of it, and it was still too remote here.
He squatted there, looking at the white mushrooms emerging from the tree trunk, frowning for a while, and finally got up and got in the car, backing up to another more remote and muddy path.
The off-road vehicle performed extremely well. Although it was bumpy to drive in the mud, he successfully drove the car not far below the sea cliff, and he could see the tall lighthouse on the sea cliff when he looked up.
There is a long step leading up to the beach on the beach, which is more than a dozen floors high. The cliff is black, but the steps are white, as if someone drew a zigzag white line on the blackboard with chalk.
Sui Qingchi got out of the car, walked around to the trunk to carry the suitcase, closed the door, and chose to walk.
He walked to the beach and looked up. The turning steps turned from the bottom of the cliff to the top of the cliff. Before, he didn't think it was too high from the car, but now he only thought it might be as high as forty or fifty floors. Is anyone here really willing to climb
He looked down at the trolley case he was dragging in his hand. The lower half of the case was covered with mud spots, and it was impossible for him to lift it up. Finally, he simply patted the case, thinking that you should stay here.
Fortunately, the guitar was brought back to the company by Wang Xiaoou, otherwise it would be really embarrassing to carry it. Leaving the box under the steps, a person walked slowly along the steps. Although the sun came out, the protruding rocks cast deep and long shadows on the steps. The waves under his feet were churning, and the white waves smashed against the black rocks. The roar sounded a bit terrifying, and the damp water vapor kept shivering down his spine.
Looking up, these steps seem to be infinitely long. Sui Qingchi slowly climbed up the steps. On the high cliffs, he was the only one walking in the shadows alone. He wondered if it would look like an ant climbing on a tree trunk ? But he knew that there was sunshine above, so he just walked around.
He thought of the year when he was suspended from junior high school, and when he came back from school, he didn’t know everyone well, and he didn’t want to be close to them. He cleaned the long stairs of the school by himself. During those days, he also seemed to be climbing in the shadows for a long, long time. .
Then a boy kicked over the trash can he placed in the corner of the stairs, with a duang sound, like the sound of a kick drum, and the boy with the score in his hand hurriedly picked up the trash can, what a beautiful scene it was The signal, the monotonous and dull movement finally changed its tone. He was already standing on the dividing line between shadow and sunlight, but he didn't know it. Such suspense, only when you think about it in the future, will you be moved by it.
He thought of the original West Wind, the WeChat group that belonged only to the four of them, and the silent mobile phone that kept ringing in the middle of the night. He remembered the first time he stood on the stage and found that he could conquer others by singing , he has his own weapon, remembering the first time he stepped into the Star River Stadium, being one of the thousands of stars, he had a dream at that moment, remembering listening to the song of Oasis in his ears, stepping into the campus of CTR for the first time , I am very excited to see the person I like again, remembering that he occupied that person's house, occupied that person's life, his life changed from poor to rich, he is like a greedy dragon, sleeping in his own golden mountain, Since then, every song of Oasis that I like, from Stand by me, Wonderwall, to Champgne Supernova, Don't go away, has a different meaning.
But the light just shone in, and he turned into the darkness by himself again. He made a mess of his life. For a long time, he completely gave up, thinking that the public's perception of him was right, and he was out of medicine. It can be saved, I can only sing like this, but I still can't help but want to know the news about Fu Cuo, where he is and what he is doing, and I feel that the world still has a little light to look forward to.
He stopped in his tracks, and a streak of gold streaked straight across the steps in front of his feet.
Looking up, the sunlight illuminated the upper steps, and he looked down one last time, saw the suitcase turned into a white pixel, saw the Cherokee the size of a quail egg, and the sound of the roaring waves became a faint echo. He stepped into the sunshine, and felt the heat of the sun pouring down from the top of his head, covering his shoulders, back and legs. After that, every step up was golden. He was so hot that he took off his black coat, Holding it in his hand, sweat leaked out from under the shirt, so he loosened the collar again, and all the way up, he saw a seagull flying over the sea cliff.
There is a lighthouse above the head, which was bought by a rich businessman after it was abandoned, and a resort hotel was built next to the lighthouse. After the rich businessman passed away, the house was put up for auction at Sotheby's, and he bought it. Walk up it now and you'll come to the helipad, which is now some big dog's playground.
The sea breeze was blowing, and the sound of an acoustic guitar was faintly heard in the wind. Suddenly a shadow appeared from above, cutting off the sunlight. Sui Qingchi raised his head and squinted his eyes. The figure of the big dog ran down from the steps happily to meet him.
He bent down and rubbed the dog's hair that was hot in the sun, got up and followed the big dog, walked up the last few steps, and stood on the wide tarmac, with the magnificent sunrise behind him.
In front of the house, someone was sitting on a chair on the terrace holding a guitar. Hearing the movement of the big dog, he looked up at him, then put down the guitar and stood up in surprise.
"How did you come up here?" Fu Cuo asked in disbelief.
"There is a tree on the road, and cars can't pass it." Sui Qingchi said.
Fu Cuo was puzzled: "You can let me pick you up in a car."
Sui Qingchi put his hands on his waist, lowered his head to take a few breaths, and walked over, he was exhausted: "I want to give you a surprise."
Fu Cuo saw that Sui Qingchi had nothing but his coat in his hand: "Is the luggage left in the car too?"
Sui Qingchi shook his head, walked to the chair next to him and sat down: "It's too heavy, throw it down."
Fu Cuo looked at him and laughed after a while.
"We agreed to come back and spend Valentine's Day together," Sui Qingchi looked forward to the sunrise on the sea, the sun had already jumped out of the sea for a long time, "I didn't mean what I said."
"The weather is not your fault." Fu Cuo looked down at him. In the sea breeze, Sui Qingchi's hair danced beautifully around that circle, and the golden light danced on the tip of his hair. He said, "You crawl How long has it been, do you regret it?"
"I don't regret it." Sui Qingchi said, leaning back, the sun passed by his eyes, bright and deep, and then he looked up at him, "Did you get up so early to watch the sunrise?"
"No," Fu Cuo lifted the guitar from the chair, sat down and said, "I didn't sleep."
"Wait for me?"
"I just didn't sleep." He lowered his head and plucked the strings.
Sui Qingchi sat up, leaned over, and asked, "Do you regret recording that video for me?"
Fu Cuo looked up at him, Sui Qingchi's eyes narrowed slightly.
"You have no secrets with me now." Sui Qingchi said, stretched out his hand, and hooked on the strings of his guitar. With a sound of Deng, the strings vibrated in his chest.
They exchanged an ordinary kiss across the dog that jumped over.
Musicians broadcast V: The second season of "The Great Musician" is coming to an end. STV and the "Zero Distance" APP have jointly created this Valentine's Day special program, which will be broadcast live simultaneously in many cities across the country. Couples who are asked "Which singer do you want to sing for you most" one minute will see their idol singing for you on the big screen above their heads the next minute. This is the biggest surprise on Valentine's Day. Congratulations to STV and Zero Distance! Thank you to all the singers who participated in the live broadcast and created an unforgettable Valentine's Day for us!
Baby Runboer: Let me tell you! Sisters who didn't go to Times Square yesterday, you are too bad! STV is really cool! At that time, my best friend and I were in the square. A reporter asked us which singer we would like to hear on Valentine’s Day. Although my sister and I were both single, we named Sui Qingchi at the same time. My sister said you asked this What's the use, it's impossible for him to come to us and sing for us, and then she didn't finish speaking, and suddenly the big screen in the center of the square (which was still playing Ferrero's commercials before) started counting down to 321! Then came Beautiful's guitar prelude! I was too excited to record the screen, but I remember that after Sui Qingchi appeared in the live broadcast room, it is no exaggeration to say that everyone around me stopped and turned on their mobile phones to search the live broadcast room frantically, ah, he is amazing! I will never forget the chorus of tens of thousands of people! "
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"Ah!!! Is it Sui Qingchi?!... What kind of app is this?! Have you downloaded it?!" "You have it, zero distance!" "What is he going to sing? Beautiful?!"
once i saw a pair of eyes
"It's zero distance! I went in, and you searched for 'Vocal of West Wind'!" "Oh my god, I'm going to cry! Look, my tears are coming out, I just said... also said... asking this is useful for birds …”
gaze at it and forget the wildness
"Is he at the airport? He seems to be waiting for boarding at the airport!" The mud!! No more—"
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I don't want to be a running slave anymore
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Kennedy International Airport.
At the end of the live broadcast, Sui Qingchi handed the acoustic guitar to the assistant outside the camera, and said to the fans frantically swiping the screen on the other end of the phone: "I wasn't the one who was supposed to accompany the guitar." In the VIP lounge, the sun shines in through the floor-to-ceiling glass behind it and shines on the dark brown sofa, "But now there is only me here."
Wang Xiaoou put the acoustic guitar back into the guitar case, and the sound of the airport broadcast came. The sky outside had cleared up, and their flight could finally take off. If the plane hadn't been delayed for half a day due to the weather, Sui Qingchi should have returned to China by now, and could complete the live broadcast with ease. After him, there will be other singers relaying the live broadcast, but he should be the only star who broadcast live in the airport lounge.
Although Sui Qingchi's popularity is high, but competing with all Chinese singers on the same stage for popularity may not necessarily win. Wang Xiaoou can't help but feel that he is favored by lovers.
The song has already been sung, and people continue to enter the live broadcast room. Fans are swiping on the screen, "Sui Tianwang has a song of 100,000, and everyone is swiping for gifts!!!"
"Don't give it away, this song is priceless." Sui Qingchi stretched out his hand to get off the assembly line, his wide palm blocked the screen, and he could only vaguely see the smile on his mouth, "That's it, I'm going to take off .”