This star is from the earth

When the lights come on, the sun goes down and the air gets colder.

The fans beside the red carpet saw that there would be no more celebrities, so they put away the banners and posters one after another, put on their coats and down jackets tremblingly, and prepared to leave the scene.

Some people left hungry to eat dinner, and some people entered the venue with their ID cards and text messages under the envious eyes of others.

Wrapped in a coat, Xiaochi led Xiaoxia through layers of inspections, saved the equipment, and entered the recording site.

It was the first time he came to the recording site of "Singer", and he usually only saw the tip of the iceberg on TV, so he was very excited at this time. Looking at the scene behind the camera, you can often see a lot of things that cannot be seen off-screen.

For example, Xiaochi saw that the on-site staff looked tense and busy, and the hot-tempered team leaders directed the staff around.

After all, live broadcasting in front of the whole country is a big deal. Ordinary TV stations may not have the courage and ability to play live broadcasting. First, there are too many uncontrollable factors, and if they are not handled properly, they will make jokes. Second, the difficulty will increase exponentially. But they are Shonan TV, they just want to broadcast live.

Affiliated households like Xiaochi and the others are no match for viewers who have gone through all kinds of hardships through formal channels. Affiliated households can only sit in the aisle. They went in relatively late, and they could only go in and sit in the aisle according to the number after all the regular audience had finished their seats.

Sitting in the aisle sounds shorter than sitting in a chair, but the aisle at the recording site is quite clean. Many well-dressed men and women, young and old, chattered as soon as they sat down.

These related households took the route of title sponsors and sponsors, and some of them got votes from TV station leaders. Human relations cannot be eliminated. In order to ensure the fairness of the competition system, the program group allowed these related users to only watch and not vote.

Affiliated households do not have voting rights.

But Xiaochi believes that not having the right to vote is not necessarily a bad thing. They can enjoy music more purely without worrying about who to vote for.

Xiaochi can enjoy the music neutrally and objectively. If Han Jue doesn't come to sing for Zhang Yiman, then Xiaoxia can also be relaxed and objective. But she is a fan of Han Jue, and she is still very determined, so from the beginning of this game, she was doomed to watch it with trepidation, knowing the final result.

Xiao Xia wanted to vote for Han Jue. It doesn't matter if she doesn't have the right to vote, because she can canvass.

"Sister, whose fan are you? Who are you voting for later?" Xiao Xia asked a dignified middle-aged woman next to her.

"Humph."

The aunt glanced at Xiao Xia, and used a way of singing bel canto, closing her mouth and laughing in a nasal voice, as if to say: [You don’t even have the right to vote, we are not in the same world, I don’t want to talk to you. 】

"You who come through the back door don't even have the right to vote. We are not in the same world. I don't want to talk to you." The aunt said.

"Hey," Xiao Xia licked her teeth with her tongue, and smiled speechlessly, "Look at my bad temper."

"Calm down!" Xiaochi quickly covered Xiaoxia's mouth with his hands. He knew that Xiao Xia didn't know how to beat people, but if Xiao Xia started to swear, the lethality was about the same as beating people.

"Sorry, please let me go." A deep voice came from behind Xiaochi Xiaoxia and the others.

Xiaochi and Xiaoxia parted ways, and let the middle-aged elegant man, who had come late, walk down the aisle. Because Koike and the others are located relatively forward, you can see Ru Yanan walked to the front bench area.

Yes, there is also a difference between related households.

"Whoa!" Xiao Xia looked at the back of the middle-aged man and let out a moan.

"Why do you make such a strange sound?" Xiaochi looked at Xiaoxia with disgust.

Xiao Xia ignored Xiao Chi, but pointed at the man's back and said, "Look at him, does he look familiar?"

"This kind of old-fashioned routine... Eh? Isn't that Zhang Yiman's father?" Xiaochi took a look and was also surprised. As the little boss of Han Jue's [illegal cram school], getting to know the idol's "father-in-law" is a compulsory course.

"Father-in-law is so handsome."

"Father-in-law loves his daughter very much."

"Father-in-law is very rich."

Before Xiaochi and Xiaoxia could observe more, a person with a microphone came to the bottom of the stage, facing the audience, and said that the live broadcast would start soon.

The audience at the scene waited in full force for a long time.

The audience at the scene at this time is different from the audience watching the program in front of the TV.

While the audience was anxiously waiting, the pre-match materials were just playing on the TV. The audience watched the singers come out with their companions, watched them say the championship declaration, and then watched the contents of the singer hall and lounge , When the countdown to the live broadcast came out, I was looking forward to it.

But the audience at the scene was almost impatient.

When it was announced that the live broadcast had started, the audience quickly turned their attention to the stage.

Amidst a burst of cheers, one of Shonan TV's "First Brothers" came out from the light circle behind the stage accompanied by passionate music.

"Good evening everyone!" He Tu greeted the audience with a smile.

The audience cheered for the old face of He Tu.

"Today is the last issue of "Singer", which is the finals. Today's competition system is divided into two sessions. The first half is [Singer Help Sing], where the singer and the invited guest singers will complete a work together ..."

"And the order of [Singer Bangsing] is determined by voting on the official website. The higher the number of votes, the later..."

"The first one to appear next is our folk poet—Song Yin!"

"Song Yin is the debut singer. In the past eleven episodes, he has left a lot of good works, and let everyone know a lot of excellent works that have been buried. But today, at Song Yin's request, I must tell everyone One thing," He Tu looked around the audience, "he said, he has covered so many works, today, he wants to sing an original ballad for everyone to listen to. And his original song is made by Lyrics written by Han Jue, the latest work composed by Han Jue!"

The audience in the audience were surprised.

If they remembered correctly, and what they heard was not the same name and surname, it was Zhang Yiman's guest singer who wrote a new song for Song Yin?

The screen in front of the TV switched to Zhang Yiman's lounge.

"Han Jue! Don't you know this is an enemy?" Zhang Yiman's singer partner was suddenly startled, and asked Han Jue exaggeratedly.

"Ah? I don't know." Han Jue replied in a very lazy, actually very flat tone.

"I don't know?" The singer's partner was very excited and actively led the topic. Hearing Han Jue's answer, he felt that he had been slapped. "Do you think three words are enough to explain?!"

Zhang Yiman felt a little uncomfortable when he heard such questioning, and felt that this person's drama was a bit too much for him.

She can beat and complain about her uncle, but why can you be beaten and scolded, you rotten sweet potato and rotten bird egg?

Zhang Yiman made a gesture to speak out. But Han Jue gave Zhang Yiman a look at this time, making Zhang Yiman quiet down.

Han Jue still looked very lazy, leaning on the sofa, looking at the singer partner, thought for a while, and nodded as if in compromise.

The singer partner was overjoyed.

Han Jue explained word by word: "I didn't know that my behavior like that would be an enemy."

"..."

"Hahahaha~" Zhang Yiman supported Han Jue's shoulder and smiled.

[It's really long enough, but there is no difference between saying it and not saying it! 】The partner was furious in his heart, but he still laughed along with him.

Back to the game stage.

Amid warm applause, Song Yin came on stage.

He moved his round body around, waving his hands like a leader as he walked, with a simple and honest face, he almost shouted [comrades have worked hard].

The audience still liked Song Yin, who was full of realness by laughing and cursing, although he was the first to appear on the stage, which meant that he was the least popular.

And what made the audience applaud to a higher level was when the friends behind Song Yin came to the stage one by one.

This scene is like an ancient cartoon in Huaxia called "The Calabash Man". Song Yin's guest singers jumped out of the light circle at the end of the passage one after another, and each came out in a different posture. Come and play with us. like.

There are seven in total, which is just the right amount.

Everyone stood up giggling.

The stage is still big enough, and there are seven people on the platform without being crowded.

They each had a guitar, and a stand-up microphone stood in front of each of them. Smile at the audience and start singing.

"Boom boom."

The lights were dimmed, and the audience was silent.

After three guitar strings were plucked lightly, the sound of the accordion followed closely and melodiously.

The sound of the organ is romantic and retro, but there is a certain tragic sadness hidden in this romance.

At this time, Song Yin's face was no longer simple and honest. He closed his eyes and furrowed his brows tightly, with a look of vicissitudes on his face. The moment the deep voice sounded, it seemed to pull everyone into an old black and white movie:

【Ah friends, we think getting old is a long thing, sometimes it is overnight. In the morning mirror, I saw my pale self, like a disappearing meteor...]

[Ah friends, the sages say that if you persist in something that will surely succeed, you will hang your head on the beam and stab your butt three times to look at the thatched cottage. Those who believe in it are like believing in a long joke, those who don't believe in it have lost their souls...]

The singers had absolutely no pre-show laughs. At this time, they were playing the guitar seriously, like a big boy who was hammered by reality and was healing. It's also like the seniors who have aged under pressure, turning around and saying something to all the friends who have ideals.

The audience listened to the bleak tone like the autumn wind, and then looked at the lyrics, feeling sorry for them.

They used to believe that [persistence will pay off], but when did this belief leave them?

When growing up.

【Ah friend, running thousands of miles at night is a matter of pleasure and enmity. After waking up, it is always a dream of Liangshan. On the road, in July, in our morning and sunset, who is not an ant with uncertain luck...]

Romance and reality are like the most unsuitable couples, falling in love and killing each other, occasionally passionate, but incompatible.

At this time Han Jue listened to the lyrics and sighed in disappointment. Coincidentally with the lyrics, July is the month when he came into this world. And he is indeed like an ant in front of fate.

No one knows what will happen next. Some changes have to be made.

He suddenly broke away from the layers of protection of his girlfriend in his previous life, and faced the cruelty of life. Once emotional, he also learned to be rational and realistic. He is growing step by step into a strong adult who can't be hurt by anyone.

But he still misses himself as the big boy he once was.

[Ah friend goodbye, ah friend goodbye. Ah my friend, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye. If I die in life, you must bury me. If I sacrifice in life, please don't miss me. 】

The lyrics are sober and true. It tells the cruel truth of many lives, and also tells the necessity of many ideals to face reality.

Song Yin and his little friends seem to be explaining their ideal funeral, and they also seem to be vowing to embark on the road of romance again.

Even though there are many difficulties on the ideal road, they still choose to persevere.

If you really die, just bid farewell gracefully.

...

When the passage, sung by seven singers at last, is over, when the last note of the song has fallen, when the last sound of the accordion has died away.

Everyone wakes up from this minor tune that carries a lot of weight.

Some audience members pulled away from the song, wiped away the tears that flowed out of nowhere on their faces, stood up, clapped vigorously, and gave the most sincere and enthusiastic applause.

"Thank you Song Yin and his singing guests," He Tu wiped the corners of his eyes as he walked onto the stage, "I'm getting older, and I can't help but recall the past when I listen to such songs. At that time, I still listened grew up with the songs of a singer."

The audience roared with laughter. Because folk singers like Lao Yang were indeed contemporary with He Tu, and became famous earlier than He Tu.

"Although everyone is familiar with these singers, they can say that half of the heavyweights in the folk music circle have come. But I still want to introduce to you..." He Tu took Song Yin's singing guests one by one. Introduce the past.

After sending Song Yin and his friends off the stage, He Tu suddenly shouted to Han Jue:

"Han Jue, what do you think of Song Yin's singing? Are you satisfied?"

The image of Han Jue appeared on the big screen behind.

Han Jue on the screen applauded lightly, not knowing whether he was joking or complaining, and said, "Very good, very good. It would be even better if I could be added. Can everyone imagine? I want to sing a part of the song I wrote. , He didn’t let me sing it anymore. Originally, there were eight verses in this song, but it was deleted, hehe.”

"Hahahaha," He Tu smiled unscrupulously, and took advantage of the opportunity to send a promotion, "I don't know if your part will be included in the album version of this song."

The screen was about to be cut off, but Zhang Yiman suddenly stuck to Han Jue's side, took Han Jue's arm, and said sweetly to the camera: "If you don't sing, you don't sing, we don't care about that part! Uncle, I will give it to you." You sing half!"

There was an uproar in the audience. The audience in front of the screen was also in an uproar when they saw this.

The uproar was not because of anything, but because these two guys broadcast dog food live in front of the whole country, and some people were injured.

Xiaochi in the audience saw a man in front of him crossing his arms and was very angry! It was as if he could hear the other party's cold snort.

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Recommended song: "Goodbye, Friend" - Jiang Ming, Dongzi, Liu Dongming, Good Sister Band, Zhong Lifeng, Xiaohe.

Lyrics are free. I really want to continue writing, but it's too late.