After that day, Tang Yi's life changed dramatically.

After regaining his sight, every moment was new and fresh. He could not see enough.

The unprecedented convenience made him full of motivation, and he wished that the next day would come quickly.

As a result, Xiaoxi was a little useless all of a sudden.

It was a little difficult to adapt in a short period of time.

But soon, it also liked this new life.

Because it no longer had to walk slowly in front of the master, looking around with a tense mind.

Instead, it could spread its feet and have fun on its favorite route.

No need to worry that its owner would not be able to keep up with it.

Freedom!

This is the biggest gain brought by regaining sight.

One person and one dog, they are happy with it.

In addition to the convenience of daily life, the biggest effect of regaining sight is that Tang Yi can learn and absorb all kinds of lacking knowledge.

Among them, the most needed is various music theory knowledge.

The Spring Festival Gala was not long after, and Tang Yi felt unprecedented pressure.

Performing on the Spring Festival Gala is different from the previous three times.

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This time he was forced to do something he was not prepared for. He could not do what he wanted, and follow his emotions and temperament.

But no matter what, since he had agreed, he had to do his best to do his best.

Right now, the most important thing was to perfect the song he had prepared.

Unlike the previous three songs, he wrote the lyrics and composed the music all by himself. After seeing the lyrics left by the girl, Tang Yi decided to use her lyrics at that time.

With his own music, this would be the first song he had completed in collaboration with others.

Perhaps it would also be the last one.

The theme of this song was far from what he had imagined at the beginning.

It was also contrary to the main theme of the Spring Festival Gala, which emphasized family fun, main melody, and harmony.

But now he just wanted to sing this song on the stage of the Spring Festival Gala, and it had to be this song!

Just as simple as it was at that time.

In the eyes of others, this kind of willful and unreasonable impulse.

But it was their uncompromising release and pursuit from the bottom of their hearts.

"I want to take you to the Spring Festival Gala!"

"I want everyone to know your name and be amazed by your talent!"

"I want to tell your story to everyone......."

Whenever he thought of the lyrics she left behind, Tang Yi couldn't help but have tears in his eyes.

A favor should be returned with gratitude.

Now that she is gone, he must do something for her.

After deciding on the songs to be sung, the next most important step is to get the approval of the program team, especially the chief director Zhou Yi.

Since they parted, the other party has called him many times to ask about the songs to be sung.

As far as he knows, as the end of the year is approaching.

Most of the programs for this year's Spring Festival Gala have been finalized, except for his song.

"Director Zhou, the song I want to sing is ready!"

"Oh? I finally heard you say this, that's great!"

Even though they were on the phone, Tang Yi could still clearly feel Zhou Yi's relief.

As the Spring Festival Gala was getting closer, the pressure on Zhou Yi, the chief director, was also increasing day by day.

He didn't want to increase the difficulty by giving him weight training.

But when he thought of his plan, Tang Yi gritted his teeth and decided to be willful for once.

"Director Zhou, I......"

"Can I make a small request?"

"What?"

Zhou Yi didn't react for a moment.

"This song has a special meaning to me, and I want to sing it for the first time on the Spring Festival Gala stage!"

"So, can we skip the rehearsal?......"

"Huh?!"

On the other end of the phone, Zhou Yi's eyes widened, and he began to doubt his life.

What does this mean?

He went on stage without rehearsing for the new song, and the Spring Festival Gala stage was broadcast live worldwide?

He used the Spring Festival Gala stage as a place to promote his song?!

He was about to refuse sternly, but then he thought about it. According to what he had learned during this period, Tang Yi was definitely not such a person.

He suppressed his anger and controlled his temper.

"Sing a few lines for me first." What he was most interested in and confused about was what kind of song this song that Tang Yi regarded as a treasure was....

"Is there any story in this song?"

After listening to Tang Yi singing a short passage, Zhou Yi pondered for a moment and asked softly.

This song was completely beyond his imagination and overturned all his previous guesses.

The only thing that remained unchanged was that it was still so touching and heart-catching!

Produced by Tang Yi, it hits the heart directly!

"The lyrics of this song come from a......"

Tang Yi opened his mouth softly, slowly telling the origin of the song and the story behind it on the phone.

Zhou Yi listened very carefully and attentively.

Even though he is very busy now and people keep coming to him to ask about work matters, he waved his hand and temporarily postponed them.

To be honest, this song and the story behind it are incompatible with the theme and atmosphere of the Spring Festival Gala.

As the chief director, he knows it better than anyone else.

But after listening to this story, he lit a cigarette, and his mind kept echoing the short song that Tang Yi sang on the phone just now.

He inexplicably felt a strong urge in his heart.

It was not from the identity of the chief director of the Spring Festival Gala, but from the call of a flesh-and-blood man named"Zhou Yi".

As long as the blood is still hot.

Who can refuse such a song?

Spring Festival Gala......

It's time to change!

Throw away the shackles of fame and the task of singing praises.

Find your original intention, be flesh and blood again, and be down-to-earth!

"good!"

"I promise you!"

"I'm going all out!"

Within the unimaginable pressure, after repeated struggles and considerations, Zhou Yi gritted his teeth and made the final decision.

As for Tang Yi, his confidence in the song eventually overwhelmed the uneasiness and anxiety in his heart.

However, he soon found that compared to the difficulty of making the decision, the difficulties faced in implementation were the most difficult.

"What?!"

"Director Zhou, did I hear you correctly?"

""How about that, how about that, can you please say it again?"

The team leader in charge of the program arrangement felt like he was going crazy.

After all these years, this was the first time he had encountered such a bizarre thing.

He just threw over a song title and the singer's name so that he could enter it into the program list, and that was it.

That was it.......

There were no detailed instructions on how to coordinate with the stage design and lighting.

What about the host's words?

How to introduce them?

That's fine, but how can we just sing without rehearsals? Why not record a version first as a backup?

What if there's an accident on the spot ?

Isn't it going to be a complete mess?

"No way!"

"This is absolutely not possible!"

"I have never seen anything so ridiculous. We are broadcasting live to the whole world!"

"Who can guarantee that everything will be safe by then?!"

"Lao Zhou, for your sake, my bottom line is to record a version for emergency use!"

To be honest, if I hadn't known that this song was sung by Tang Yi, regardless of whether he was the chief director or not, the team leader would have turned around and left.

I've never seen such an unreliable person.

"Pre-record a version......"

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