Lu Chen never thought about it.
One day, he will be able to stand in such a place and sing to such a large audience.
The bright beam of the spotlight hit him, and Lu Chen's heart was surprisingly calm.
The ones who are not calm are the 150,000+ online fish fans in [Whale TV] Lu Fei's live broadcast room!
"Lu Fei is here!"
"I saw!"
"I'm so excited! So excited! So excited! So excited! So excited!"
"Cheer up, anchor, we support you and will always support you!"
"The anchor is mighty..."
As the live host, Li Feiyu didn't look at the screen at all.
He curled up, stared at the direction of the stage, his eyes were wide open, his right hand clenched into a fist and tightly pressed his mouth, as if something was about to gushe out from inside, and only in this way could it be restrained.
Nervous, extremely nervous, as if he was standing there at this moment!
Li Feiyu's position is 3.5 meters up. In the VIP area on the top floor, those insiders are still talking about the just-concluded performance of Fit Band. They all expressed their appreciation and approval for Cheng Xiaodong's singing. the highest.
Su Qingmei didn't care, she took Dong Yu's hand and said: "That kid is on the stage, just wait and see the good show!"
There was a smile on the corner of her mouth, a very charming smile, like a fox aiming at the little chick.
Dong Yu didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Are you serious? Even if he doesn't sing well, what can you get? Excuse me?"
"Sister Yu, is this lady so superficial?"
Su Qingmei said proudly: "I hit him because I want him to clearly understand his identity, and then I will sign him and train him well, because only those who have experienced setbacks know how to cherish it!"
Dong Yu was speechless.
Su Qingmei actually wanted to say that what she prepared for Lu Chen was not just an appetizer for qualifying.
The real feast is in the back!
The performance scene quickly quieted down, and the upsurge caused by the Fit band and Cheng Xiaodong quickly subsided. More than 2,000 spectators watched Lu Chen carrying a guitar on the stage, and were either surprised or curious, or puzzled or bewildered.
The performers who appeared in front of Lu Chen were all in groups, either a complete band or a singer with a band accompaniment. No one ran onto the stage with an ordinary acoustic guitar like him.
Could it be that Lu Chen is going to play and sing love songs or folk songs
Does that kind of soft and powerless song match the atmosphere of the scene
How much courage does it take for him to dare to stand in front of everyone
Many viewers felt that their emotions had been destroyed, and they were a little bit dissatisfied. There were even boos in the crowd.
Although most of the audience is still very qualified, at least they won't boo before Lu Chen sings, but the booing of just three or four people sounds extraordinarily harsh.
Invisibly, it put tremendous pressure on the people standing on the stage!
Lu Chen ignored the boos, and said into the microphone: "Good evening, everyone. I am Lu Chen from Wangyoucao. What I bring to you is my original work. This is the first time that this song has been released in public. Sing."
"Its name is, In Spring!"
Original works? First time singing? In the spring
The audience at the scene were a little confused, and felt that the amount of information was a bit too much.
Lu Chen didn't explain any more, and played the prelude neatly.
The moment the steel string was plucked, his eyes looked towards the void ahead, and there seemed to be flames jumping in the dark eyes.
Countless memories emerged in Lu Chen's mind, which belonged to Xu Bo.
The flames in the eyes turned into endless vicissitudes, and a slightly hoarse deep singing voice rushed out!
"I still remember the spring many years ago,
At that time, I hadn't cut my long hair yet.
No credit card and no her,
Homes without 24-hour hot water.
But I was so happy back then,
Although only a broken acoustic guitar,
In the street, under the bridge, in the fields,
Singing the ballad that no one cares about!
…”
The melody at the beginning is very soothing, telling people the story of the past, with a little bit of vicissitudes and nostalgia, nostalgic for the time that will never be forgotten.
However, when everyone thought it was a nostalgic folk song, the rhythm of the song suddenly accelerated, and the sound of the piano was clanging!
"If one day I am old and homeless,
Please keep me, in that time!
If one day, I quietly leave.
Please bury me in this spring!
…”
The sudden heart-piercing roar, the emotion so strong that it cannot be added, is like the cannon fire fired rapidly on the battlefield, bombarding everyone's hearts with lightning speed, making them tremble until their scalps go numb!
Really touched the soul!
But the singing at this time returned to the previous melody rhythm again.
"I still remember those lonely springs,
I didn't have a beard back then,
No valentines and no presents,
Without my lovely little princess,
But I don't think it's that bad,
Though I only have fantasies of love,
In the morning, in the night, in the wind,
Singing the ballad that no one cares about!
…”
The people who had been caught off guard finally woke up and became excited.
Everyone present heard this song for the first time. It is reasonable to say that it is difficult for a new song to arouse the emotional resonance of the audience. Many good songs need to be listened to several times to hear the true taste.
But this song "In the Spring" is not like this. Neither the melody nor the lyrics are complicated, and there is nothing obscure and difficult to understand, but the passionate, vicissitudes, and nostalgic feelings it contains are so sincere and moving. , it is simply irresistible!
Everyone understood it, understood it, and was irresistibly moved.
People are moved not because of the sadness contained in the lyrics, but because of the loss of the soul, the entanglement of emotions, the hesitation of losing after gaining, and the irreparable frustration of the past.
listen:
"Maybe one day, when I'm old and homeless,
Please keep me, in that time!
If one day I quietly leave,
Please bury me, in this spring,
In spring~"
The whole scene was completely silent, only the accompaniment of the guitar and Lu Chen's singing echoed. Those harsh boos had long since disappeared, which made people feel ridiculous and pitiful when they thought about it.
The biggest impact of this song was not the audience of more than 2,000 people, but the singers who performed on the same stage with Lu Chen.
They come from all over the world, and many of them come to the capital to pursue musical ideals. They are eager to be famous, to be appreciated, and to be the center of attention.
However, the reality is always so cruel. When the ideal is replaced by the need of survival, and the youth dies with nothing, they gradually become numb, no longer stick to their beliefs, forget their original intentions, and get used to it.
Until now, when they heard Lu Chen's song "In the Spring", the scars hidden in their hearts were torn apart layer by layer, and they felt the unspeakable pain.
How could such a song be sung by Lu Chen! !
He's so young, he's just a junior, he...
At the entrance of the backstage of the performance, Qin Hanyang and Sister Na stood side by side. The former's face was flushed and his body was trembling slightly. The latter's eyes were full of tears, and he bit his lip with his teeth.
Inside, the members of the North Arrow band were all silent, and Gan Lang sat there as if he had been cast into petrification magic.
He felt pathetic.
Cheng Xiaodong stopped in the employee passageway with an extremely ugly look on his face.
On the ground floor of the Blue Lotus Bar, singers and band members, whether they have already played or are waiting to play, all spontaneously flocked to the large French windows, looking at the stage through the glass, like a pilgrimage!
Because they know that they are witnessing the birth of a classic!
In the VIP areas on the middle and upper floors, no one spoke.
At this moment, there is no need to say anything more, just listen to the music.
"If one day I leave quietly, please bury me in this spring, in spring~"
"Looking at the splendor of spring at this moment, it is still as warm as that time..."
The singing faded away, but the emotions remained, as if spring had never left.
…
Note: "In the Spring" lyrics/music: Wang Feng.