Chapter 333 Where Is the Next Meeting?

After Chu Yunxuan returned to the hotel, he quickly took a rest.

There is another tough battle tomorrow.

Today, I won the battle with Tianhua Media.

Tomorrow, he and Lin Qin will face Tianhua Media again!

Let's see who the King of Singers is.

He, Chu Yunxuan, must be in good shape.

Although Lin Qin entered the show halfway, because she contacted Jiang Yun in the third episode, she won the first place in the competition!

Therefore, Lin Qin is definitely qualified to compete for the singing king.

And Jiang Yun is also recognized by most people as the king of singers.

She is actually very stable.

If Lin Qin hadn't won the first place for three consecutive periods.

Normally speaking, the program team has probably booked Jiang Yun as the singer from the very beginning of the program.

As long as Jiang Yun is generally ranked high in the program, it will be fine.

But Lin Qin came in, which made the program team very confused.

Without Lin Qin, Jiang Yun is recognized as the king of singers, and there is nothing wrong with her.

With Lin Qin having won the first place for three times in a row, the program team really doesn't know who is better to award this singing king.

To Jiang Yun?

Since Lin Qin entered the show, she has been overwhelming Jiang Yun in every episode and has never been convinced.

To Lin Qin?

Jiang Yun's status, status and singing achievements are also there, and she is not convinced by the crowd.

The king of singers is determined according to the performance of the whole season.

Now that this happens.

Then, there is a high probability that it will be a battle of kings of singers, whoever is first will win the title of singer!

Therefore, Chu Yunxuan must have put his heart into it.

He also knew that the other party must also have a big move.

"I don't know who Teacher Jiang Yun invited?"

Chu Yunxuan thought for a moment.

Although he, Chu Yunxuan, doesn't have much popularity, his popularity and popularity are here.

This is his advantage.

And the opponent's advantage should be the coffee position.

"Oh, by the way, your song got the highest score. Although it got a lot of praise, there was also a group of trolls." Wang Lingling said.

"I saw."

Chu Yunxuan replied.

What are these people spraying?

That is to say, this song "Farewell" has good lyrics, but it is not that touching at all. Moreover, the whole song has no difficulty and is extremely bland, as simple as some folk songs and children's songs.

To take first place, and to take first place with a score of over 490, is totally unreasonable!

The first one should be the song "Once Upon a Time" by Chen Haobin.

There are many such voices.

Because Chu Yunxuan’s song is really too simple.

Chu Yunxuan smiled.

Of course simple.

Because this is on Earth, that's the song in the textbook.

But, on Earth, this is a national song!

What is the status of this song?

Extremely high!

artwork.

Because this song is really nice and the lyrics are really good.

If you use so-called pop music to criticize this song for being too bland, then as those trolls say, no problem!

But in itself, "Farewell" is not pop music.

Wang Lingling: "But don't worry about it. It's useless whatever they say. Xu Mingyi, Gao Fei, Tan Xiaowei and those musicians all scored high. Professionals recognize it, and they approve it extremely. It's useless whatever they say."

Chu Yunxuan nodded.

…

at the same time.

In a hotel room.

A middle-aged man with a beard and a felt hat sat in front of the computer, holding a guitar in his hand and staring at the computer screen in front of him.

What was playing on the computer was Chu Yunxuan's live version of "Farewell" singing video.

As I listened, tears couldn't help but fall from the corners of my eyes.

After a while, his breathing became heavier and heavier, and then there was a tear.

It took him a while to calm down.

All I can say is that everyone has different experiences.

Listen to a song, especially a ballad, when it really moves you, it will move you thoroughly.

Li Shu took a deep breath, then he took out his mobile phone and made a call.

"Tomorrow's party, I want to change the song."

The other end was silent for two seconds.

"Brother Shu, it's all arranged. It's so tight tomorrow, do you have to change it?"

Li Shu: "I heard a song that moved me completely, and I wanted to sing it."

"Won't you sing your own song tomorrow night?"

"No singing."

"Then what song do you want to change?"

""Farewell" by Chu Yunxuan."

""Farewell"? Does Chu Yunxuan have this song?"

Li Shu: "I just posted it, that's it. I'll change the song tomorrow."

Then he hung up.

Taking another deep breath, Li Shu looked online.

He saw a lot of comments saying that Chu Yunxuan's "Farewell" should not be the highest score in this issue of "I Am a Singer-Songwriter".

He didn't comment on anything.

After a while, he just sent a Weibo message silently.

The last Weibo post was a year ago.

[Sometimes I feel that life is like purgatory, extremely difficult, but when I am in music, even singing the saddest songs is still enjoyable. In this life, if I can write words like "Farewell", I will die without regrets. 】

Li Shu's Weibo post caused quite a stir on the Internet in a short period of time.

He is a folk singer.

There are not many folk singers in this world, and even fewer famous and popular folk singers.

Because folk songs are inherently niche.

And many folk singers are very pure musicians.

Such is the case with plum trees.

True temperament, very pure, very real.

When he was on some programs, the host asked him why he came to participate in this program, and he directly answered that it was because he was short of money recently.

Never market yourself, just make music silently.

Because his works are very good, and he is a bit unique in the entertainment industry, he has a lot of fans, and his fans are very sticky.

This Weibo post by Li Shu seems to be the most important force to refute those netizens who think "Farewell" is ordinary.

…

Noon the next day.

Chu Yunxuan went directly to the scene of "I Am a Singer" with Lin Qin.

The show starts in the evening.

The song king battle is set for eight o'clock in the evening.

The most prime time.

Everyone finished eating, took a walk, and watched the news broadcast.

The time when there are the most people and the most leisure time.

And at noon that day.

A long-distance bus station in a small county town.

People come and go.

The cars left the station one by one and traveled in all directions, ranging from dozens of miles near to thousands of kilometers far away.

There were some people sitting on those old and shabby outdoor chairs.

Two old men who looked to be in their nineties came here, waiting for the long-distance bus to leave.

One was on crutches, shaky and plainly dressed.

There was a man sitting in a wheelchair, wearing an old-style brown windbreaker. Behind him was a very elegant middle-aged woman who seemed to be his daughter, pushing him.

"Dad, please wait here while I go buy a bottle of water. The car will be delivered soon."

The daughter said to him.

"Go, go, I'll talk to your Uncle Wu..."

The old man in windbreaker raised his hand tremblingly and said.

Then his daughter let go of the wheelchair and walked away.

"oops."

The old man in the windbreaker put his hands on his legs, glanced at the old man next to him, and said, "I won't let you give it away, but you have to come to give it away. Your legs and feet are not good."

Old Wu said: "That's much better than your legs and feet, right?"

The windbreaker old man Lao Li smiled and said: "That's right, my legs haven't been on the ground for five years. When I came back this time, I thought I was going to eat your meal, but I didn't expect you, an old guy, to survive. "

Lao Wu leaned on his crutches with both hands, lowered his head and smiled with vicissitudes of life: "I was still thinking of eating your meal first, how could I leave so early."

Old Li sighed and looked at the vehicles coming and going in front of him, his cloudy eyes full of vicissitudes of life: "Old Wu, do you still remember this station?"

Old Wu smiled, and sat on the seat slowly and tremblingly, his eyes full of memories: "I remember, how can I not remember? You and I have been together at this station for more than ten years, right?"

Lao Li also laughed: "Then do you still remember the first time we came here?"

Lao Wu looked into the distance, his eyes flickered slightly, and his voice was slightly hoarse, and he said: "Remember, why don't you remember? It's been more than sixty years, and we were only eighteen years old at that time. Oops, I happened to be sitting on this chair at that time. Bar."

My thoughts went back to sixty-eight years ago.

Two young guys came to this station for the first time.

One is wearing a peaked cap, the other is wearing sunglasses and has his legs crossed.

"Do we have to go to Kyoto? Big cities may not be good."

Wu Yue looked at Li Sihai, who was wearing sunglasses and crossing his legs.

Li Sihai crossed his legs and trembled in high spirits: "When I finish mixing there, come to me immediately, and we two brothers will make money together."

Wu Yue smiled: "Tch, take care of yourself first when you get there. If you encounter anything when you get to Kyoto, call me and I will help you."

Li Sihai: "Tch, what can happen to me?" After saying that, his shaking legs stopped, and his eyes under the sunglasses showed a trace of worry: "It's just..."

Wu Yue patted his leg: "Don't worry, you don't have to worry about your family affairs, I'm here with you."

Li Sihai patted him on the shoulder: "Okay, I'm relieved with your words, and I won't be polite to you anymore."

After saying that, he looked forward, then picked up his bag; "The car is leaving, I won't tell you anymore."

After saying that, Li Sihai picked up his luggage and walked away.

Wu Yue looked at him, then stood up and left the station.

…

The scene changes.

Four years later.

Two people appeared in this station again.

Wu Yue was wearing a suit with a red rose on his chest.

Li Sihai came over wearing a white shirt and carrying luggage.

Two people sat on their seats.

"Damn, if you don't come back for four or five years, you won't come back if I don't get married!"

After saying that, Wu Yue slapped Li Sihai on the head several times, and then hugged Li Sihai forcefully.

"Hahaha, please be gentle."

Li Sihai said with a smile. After speaking, he showed a lonely expression, lowered his head, clutched the strap of his backpack, and said: "Hey, I didn't get along well, I'm sorry to come back."

Wu Yue let go of his shoulders, sighed and looked ahead: "It's nothing, it's normal. Big cities can't be that easy."

After saying that, he smiled again and patted Li Sihai on the shoulder: "Don't think about it. Let's go. I'll take you to meet your sister-in-law."

"Sister-in-law is here too?" Li Sihai smiled.

Li Sihai pouted angrily in one direction: "At the hotel, go pick her up right away."

Li Sihai kicked his leg: "Are you sick? Then why did you come to pick me up? I'll go there by myself. Let's go, let's go, hurry up, hurry up!"

This is the second time coming to this station.

…

the third time.

The two people came here again one after the other.

"I've only been back for a few days, and I'm leaving now? Stay a few more days."

Wu Yue looked at Li Sihai in front of him.

"Let's go, we have to go." Li Sihai said.

Wu Yue looked at him: "Why don't you leave? Big cities are not as easy to get around as you think. Just stay at home."

Li Sihai leaned on the chair and shook his head with a smile: "No, I don't accept it! I don't believe that I can't make a name for myself."

When Wu Yue saw this, he stopped trying to persuade him.

He took out an envelope from his pocket and placed it on Li Sihai's lap.

"Well, you take this, don't you want to start a business? How can you do it without money?"

Li Sihai glanced at the bulging envelope in his hand, then smiled and stuffed the envelope back to him:

"Oh, how can I be such a failure? I won't ask for this money. You are already married and you haven't even bought your house yet."

Wu Yue smiled.

He looked ahead.

"Oh, the car is about to leave."

After saying that, he threw the money directly into Li Sihai's lap and ran away.

"Hey, you..."

Li Sihai took the money and wanted to chase after him. When he saw that the car was about to drive away, he hesitated for a moment, then took the money and ran into the car.

…

The screen turns again.

Another fifteen years later.

The two middle-aged people came to the station again.

Wu Yue was dressed plainly, his face looked a little haggard, and he had not shaved his beard.

Li Sihai was wearing a brand-name windbreaker.

The two of them sat in two familiar positions again, waiting for the car.

Li Sihai crossed his legs and looked at the brother next to him, and then said: "Brother, why don't you come with me to Kyoto? When you get to Kyoto, you can choose a position in my company. If it doesn't work, I will give it to you as the boss. It's done." ?”

Wu Yue smiled and said, "Why did I come here? I have been here for decades. My parents and my wife are all here. What will they do if I leave?"

After listening, Li Sihai took out a card from his pocket and handed it over: "Take this."

Wu Yue pushed away and smiled: "I don't want it."

Li Sihai said firmly: "Either follow me to Kyoto, or keep the money."

Wu Yue didn't look at him and looked ahead without speaking.

Li Sihai held the card in his hand and continued: "Besides, this money is not for you, but for our daughter. She is still in school, so there are many places to use the money."

Wu Yue didn't look or speak.

Li Sihai put the card into his hand: "Take it, stop pretending, don't think I don't know you are unemployed."

Wu Yue took the card and couldn't help laughing, then looked at Li Sihai: "Okay, I'll treat this money as if I borrowed it from you."

"Borrow it from your sister. The train is about to leave. Let's go. If you need anything, call me."

…

The perspective returns to the present.

The two old men sat there, their eyes full of memories.

"Old Wu, I've been fooling around outside for so many years. All the big and small things in my family are thanks to you. Thank you."

Lao Li suppressed his emotions and gently patted Lao Wu's leg.

Lao Wu smiled: "Why are we brothers talking about this? Besides, weren't you the one who helped me when I was in trouble? My daughter passed the exam in Kyoto, and it was you who took care of her. We brothers..."

Old Wu controlled his emotions: "Don't talk about this..."

Then the two men sat there, neither speaking.

Lao Li's daughter came over with water.

"Dad, the car is leaving."

Old Li put his trembling hand on Old Wu's hand.

"It's time, I... will leave first."

Old Wu held his hand and patted it with his other hand: "Take care when you get here..."

Lao Li made a gesture to him and was pushed away.

In the car, Lao Li looked out the window, and Lao Wu walked here tremblingly on crutches.

The two men waved to each other.

The car drove away slowly.

Old Wu turned around.

Lao Li also lowered his head.

Both men shed tears.

At this time, the song just sounded from the loudspeaker of the old station.

"Outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road, the green grass reaches the sky."

"The evening wind blows the willow flute and the sound of the willow flute fades, and the sun sets outside the mountains."

"At the end of the sky, at the corner of the earth, there are only a few close friends."

"A pot of turbid wine will extinguish all the joy. Don't sleep in the cold tonight."

"Thousands of love, a glass of wine, the sound of the flute."

"I asked you when you will return here. When you come back, don't linger."

"..."

Old Wu wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and looked at his old friend's car in the distance.

He knew that they were all in their late nineties.

This farewell may be an eternal farewell.

This side is the last side.

The next time we see each other, it should be at one of their funerals.

(I have been out recently for something, so I wrote this in my spare time. The situation is not quite right, so I will go back soon~)