In the dark stage, a beam of light gradually appeared.

Hit Qin Dongjun's side face, and perfectly present his three-dimensional facial features in front of the audience's eyes.

The slender fingers touch the keys of the electronic piano to announce the start of the performance.

A slightly husky voice sounds like a story.

"Smoke one by one."

"Dry glass by glass of wine."

"Please be considerate of me."

"I don't drink well, sell me Chokang."

"Time goes on day by day."

"Sweat drips drop by drop."

"One day we'll all be old."

"Take a certain son to tease."

"The prodigal son turns back."

......

When the sound of the intermezzo guitar sounded, Chen Huowang's eyes suddenly flashed a little tear.

This is a Min song!

It turned out that he Qin Dongjun could also sing Min songs.

This couldn't help but make him feel proud.

This...... But...... His rural voice ah~

Everyone at the scene also felt incredible.

You must know that Qin Dongjun had surprised everyone when he sang Cantonese songs before.

And this time the Min song.

Sure enough, it was really surprising.

The four mentors looked at the teleprompter and once again sighed at the musical talent that belonged to Qin Dongjun.

This kind of song full of story is the easiest to move the audience.

Just looking at the audience from Fujian Province are shining with tears, you can see the lethality of this song.

At this time, the song also comes to the chorus.

"Ride my two-light motorcycle on a bumpy road."

"Horizontal my life is what shit."

"I have no money, no son, and no life."

"Friend, let's fight~!"

The sudden angry sound of Qin Dongjun's song paragraph caused a roar at the scene.

In the darkness, I saw the rows of glow sticks waving wildly.

Everyone suppressed the sound of wanting to call madly, and could only use the glow stick in their hands to exert the uncalm in their hearts.

"Smoke one by one."

"Dry glass by glass of wine."

"Please be considerate of me."

"I don't drink well, sell me Chokang."

.....

Xiaokang, who is frantically waving glow sticks in the audience, is a typical Fujian person, proud and self-reliant.

Xiaokang came from a family that was not rich, and the only pillar father in the family was only a bicycle repairer, and he could not earn a few bucks all year round.

Father and son barely survived.

Until one day, Xiaokang came to his father with a college admission notice.

Looking at my father's frosty white hair.

The words that wanted to reach for the money could no longer be spoken.

"Dad, I'll start repairing your car tomorrow."

My father, who was usually silent, was furious that day.

"Go and read to me, you Laozi I'm not dead yet!" It's not your turn to make money now. My

father turned around and went back to the house, picked up the 1,000 yuan deposit he had saved on weekdays, and went to a friend's house to play mahjong all night.

It wasn't until the next day that he tiredly handed over the tuition to Xiaokang.

Xiaokang never understood why his father, a man who usually didn't play cards, could win so much money that night.

Until Xiaokang graduated, he entered social work.

The son of his father's friend is also of college age.

In the past, my father, who was always thrifty, once again went to a friend's house to play mahjong for a night.

He didn't come back until he lost all the money he had spent on renovations.

This is a bit of ignorant hindsight.

Listening to this song now, I can't help but think back to those years.

"Time goes day by day!"

"Sweat dripping drop by drop!"

"One day, we'll all always take a certain son to tease the formation!"

Xiaokang in the audience could no longer hold back the emotions in his heart, and sang along with tears in his eyes.

"The prodigal son turned back——!"

The crowd on stage was hoarse.

The thoughts of the audience were rushing.

Wait until the music stops fading.

Xiaokang's mood could not calm down for a long time.

[I used to think that my father was very annoying, but later I learned that men after middle age often feel lonely, because they are surrounded by people who rely on him, but there is no one he can rely on. ]

"Dad, I missed you."

......

Qi Huan looked at Qin Dongjun on the stage with complicated eyes, he was much better than Qi Huan expected, and those who could create such a work would definitely not be unknown in the future.

Looking at him is like looking at my younger self, the same creative passion, the same talent.

"If you want to buy osmanthus and carry wine, it is not the same, young travel."

"May everyone have the opportunity for the prodigal son to turn back."

"I give 10 points for this song!"

The contestants in the audience whispered, this is the only time since the start of Qi Huan's mentor program that they did not comment on the song, but directly scored.

Chen Yongnian's eyes were also red after hearing this, it was very incredible that this kind of gaffe appeared in a person like him.

Probably the more middle-aged the man, the more resonant he is with this song.

Chen Yong also went astray when he was young and was a confused boy.

In those chaotic times, this was a very common thing.

In Chen Yongnian, who was still young at that time, how good it was to be a confused boy~

powerful enough, fierce enough!

There is a little brother when you go out, and the horse is picked at will.

It wasn't until the moment his hair blocked the knife for him and died in front of him that he repented.

In the end, he was lucky and went ashore.

But his hair was small, but he could no longer live.

"If only the rotten boy back then could have heard this song earlier, would Qin Sheng have drunk?"

"After the festival, accompany me out to chop wine?"

Qin Dongjun could see that the other party was in a bad mood and did not want to discourage people.

"Teacher Chen invited, he should not be drunk and have no return."

"Haha, striking boy. Of course I'm giving you 10 points. "

......

Deputy Director Li on the side saw it, and hurriedly asked Jin Shengxi with some worry.

"Director Jin, this paragraph is either cut in the later stage, and if it is broadcast at that time, it may have some bad impact on the program."

Jin Sheng sighed and rolled his eyes, why is this deputy director so stupid, is it time to change again.

"He doesn't care about Chen Yongnian, what are we worried about for him?"

"Besides, the show is controversial to have popularity~ Xiao Li, if you don't change your directional thinking, the road of variety shows will not go far."

"How do you edit after that, understand?"

Deputy Director Li, who was sweating profusely, nodded and bowed to show that he understood.

Jin Sheng sighed and saw that the knocking was effective, shook his head and said nothing more.

Nalan Yan is worthy of being a perennial figure in the entertainment industry, and his speech is still dripping.

"When the prodigal son looks back, he is not only nostalgic for the life of the prodigal son in the past, but also thinking about what he lived for."

Especially in the end, there are three consecutive sentences "Take a certain son to tease the formation (bring his wife together)", but there is no prodigal son to look back, because life has no assumptions, and the prodigal son turns back is just an excuse to comfort himself.

"Your voice has been steady until the climax of the chorus, because that may be ideal, and the last time you sing angry may be the truest voice."

"Using tearing to represent past experience and helpless maturity, and the prodigal son has long had no way back."

"The helplessness brought about by the end is what moves me the most."

"I'll give you 10 points this time!"

The more Deng Jiao looked at Qin Dongjun, the more satisfied he was, after all, this was the most powerful trump card in his group.

"The song sounds like vicissitudes. It also evokes the memories of some people who have had similar experiences, which is easy to resonate.

"Although I can't understand it, we can look at the lyrics and enjoy this song, this song is really good, "Smoke one by one, wine one by one, please be considerate of me." When we face people who have left us, face problems that we cannot solve now, and face the sad life we will face, a cigarette and a glass of wine are actually the best reward for ourselves.

"Anyone who can understand this song can probably understand what human fireworks are."

"So I give you a 9.5."

After all, it is his own team member, and I am afraid that he will provoke criticism if he scores a full score.

Deng Jiao's move is understandable in order to avoid suspicion.

Qin Dongjun also understood in his heart.

Hu Shao, the host who had been waiting on the side, also stood up at this time.

"Let's congratulate Qin Dongjun on winning this game..."

Chen Huowang smiled bitterly, but in the end, it still didn't work....

I just remembered the pair of worried and expectant eyes in the temple before leaving, and bitterness gradually permeated Chen Huowang's heart.

The soul cannot be put in the homeland, and the body cannot be accommodated in the hometown.

With a long sigh, he got up and prepared to walk out of the recording scene and embark on the return journey.

"Chen Miaozhu, please wait!"

Chen Huowang turned his head blankly, and his eyes slowly focused on the person who came.

Qin Dongjun?

What is he here for?

"A singer like you shouldn't be buried, maybe this call can help you..." Chen

Huowang held the note stuffed by the other party in his hand, and he was a little overwhelmed for a while.

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