Chapter 529: Grandpa's Version of "Flowering Road"

Let young people have more fun, let old people stay up late to watch the evening party.

This is Xu Nuo's goal, firmly grasp the group that contributes to the ratings, and then expand the advantage bit by bit, great things can be accomplished.

This is indeed the case. Except for CCTV, other satellite TV stations have basically given up.

Before the trump card of Shanghai Satellite TV was revealed, Xu Nuo and Lin Wanqing sang a song together, and they definitely have a trump card in hand.

Looking at the white-haired Chen Jianshen and Zhou Anbang on the stage, the audience gave warm applause.

These two are old enough to be grandfathers of many people on the scene, and they can still come out to sing, which is so precious.

The stage effect is very simple, the two old men stand side by side, without dancers, just as simple as that.

"The sunset on the sea is like a young painting,

spreading in the sky waiting for the seagulls to take it away,

the distant sails are beaten by the wind and waves,

no matter how painful it is for the dream, I will not be afraid."

Chen Jianshen is like telling a story. He brewed the hardships of the past into wine. He took a sip gently, and the past time was played in his mind like a movie.

Old people like to recall the past because they have no future.

Only the memories of the past still tell them that they were young once.

When they were young, they were not afraid of wind and waves. They would continue to get up after falling down, perhaps just to see a beautiful sunset, unrestrained and free.

When Chen Jianshen was singing, Zhou Anbang beat the rhythm for him.

He was old and his hands were not strong, but he looked cute.

Chen Jianshen's voice was still so old, but there was a hint of warmth in the old age.

"When I was young, I was like him, never afraid of difficulties." An old man suddenly said.

It seemed like he was talking to himself, and it seemed like he was reminiscing about something.

The young people also took over the conversation curiously and started talking about the old man's past.

On the stage, Zhou Anbang continued to sing.

"Whose world does the faraway wind and sand go to?

Where has spring ever seen him?

The hand of time has stroked his cheek,

They are all silent."

In front of Chen Jianshen, Zhou Anbang can be called a "young man". This young man has a louder and more lively voice, revealing a sense of mischief.

Old people are sometimes the same as children, and they are also a little naughty.

The music is very soft, and the singing is also very gentle. The audience gently waved their fluorescent sticks to cheer for the two old men.

The two people actually have their own characteristics, the same old age, but different flavors.

Chen Jianshen is like a kind grandfather, comforting the wronged child.

Child, have you been wronged? Tell grandpa, grandpa is with you.

This is the feeling that Chen Jianshen's singing brings to everyone.

Listening to such a song, many audiences have a sour nose.

Zhou Anbang's voice is more powerful.

Child, have you been wronged? Grandpa will help you get revenge.

Two different feelings, but with the same touch.

Chen Jianshen is very old, maybe he can't help you.

Zhou Anbang is also very old, even if he helps, what can he do?

No one expects two old people to help themselves out.

What moved everyone was the unconditional love, understanding and consideration.

In fact, many grievances do not need to be retaliated, what everyone needs is understanding and comfort.

Some people began to cry at the scene. They thought of their grandfathers.

Time flies, the once handsome young man is already old, old like a shadow, old enough to almost walk.

And many people's grandfathers have been gone for a long time.

In the live broadcast room, the barrage is full of nostalgia.

"Grandpa, I miss you."

"Grandpa, I'm so tired, I can't hold on any longer."

"The upstairs, cheer up, you can do it."

Strangers who have never met before comfort each other in the comment area.

Festivals are often the time when longing is most likely to ferment. In such songs, the longing in the heart inevitably comes out.

After Zhou Anbang finished singing, the two sang together.

"I hope that the wishes I made will bloom all the way,

escort the dreams of that time to resist the wind and sand,

the cherry blossoms on the fingertips are like poems about whose youth,

crazy love is mixed with elegance."

The lyrics have a strong sense of picture. Two old men who are more than 100 years old in total, with vicissitudes of life, depict a picture of time flying.

There is nothing special about the melody, it is just repeated all the time, the main song is repeated, and the chorus is repeated, but it is very nice.

The addition of the two old artists to this song is really too great.

They make this song seem to be telling, and it seems to be reminiscing, and the memories are still full of the youth of the year.

In the interlude of the song, the soft accompaniment finally has a little guitar sound.

The atmosphere is a little warmer.

The two people beat the rhythm to the beat, and then took off the microphone at the same time.

The camera zoomed in, and the two men lightly bumped fists, and then held each other's hands tightly.

As if supporting each other, Chen Jianshen and Zhou Anbang nodded to each other, and then walked forward slowly together.

Huge applause broke out at the scene, and the audience applauded wildly, giving the warmest applause to the two old men.

At the age of seventy or eighty, some people can't even walk, but they can still sing with full energy.

Chen Jianshen's pitch is a bit bad, and Zhou Anbang also gasped when singing. If it were a young person, netizens would definitely criticize him.

"What kind of singing is that? Go home and practice for a few more years!"

"Don't come out and embarrass yourself if you haven't practiced well."

Young people will definitely be ridiculed like this, but these are two old men.

The old men have no future, and they don't have time to practice for two years.

Netizens have always been very hypocritical.

Respecting the elderly and loving the young is their code of conduct.

"It's not easy for the old man, it's really good to sing like this."

"That's right, my grandfather has to speak slowly after a few words, let alone singing, and scolding people is soft and has no energy."

The old man's aging is not getting older day by day, but getting older all of a sudden, as if time is accelerating, and he looks different every day.

Time never waits for anyone.

"Whose world has the wind and sand gone far away,

Where has spring seen him..."

In the B section of the song, Chen Jianshen began to sing the repetitive content.

Because the melody is too simple and the lyrics are repeated, the audience can learn how to sing it as soon as they open their mouths.

Some people at the scene hummed along softly, and what they hummed was not the song, but the long-forgotten memory.

"The hand of time has stroked the cheek,

They are silent."

The chorus appeared again at the New Year's Eve party.

Some people say that this song is a catchy song with no artistic content.

But many times, art does not necessarily have to have any artistic content, just like the greatest function of literature is to have no function.

The audience loves to listen and is willing to be moved by the emotions in the song, that's enough.

Whether it is a catchy song or worthless, the purpose of the song itself has been achieved.

Chen Jianshen and Zhou Anbang repeated it over and over again on the stage.

The night gradually deepened, and the audience did not feel tired at all.

They really like to watch such a New Year's Eve party.

Until the end of the song, the stage special effects that seemed to be non-existent finally played a role.

A bunch of special effects like fireworks appeared on the stage. The audience was stunned for a moment, and then burst into huge cheers.

Amid cheers and applause, Chen Jianshen and Zhou Anbang sang the last part of the song.

"I hope the wishes I made will blossom all the way,

Hide the person in the rain under the eaves,

The years are washing away the noise of the vicissitudes of life

Who are you thinking about on a quiet night?"

The barrage was surging wildly at this time.

This kind of questioning lyrics often arouses the desire of netizens to reply.

The more developed the Internet is, the lonelier people are.

They like to seize every opportunity to share, share life, share work, share joys and sorrows, share everything.

"Grandpa, I miss you."

"xxx, are you okay?"

The abbreviations of the names hide stories that they don't want to reveal.

Netizens use this way to miss everything that has happened.

Chen Jianshen and Zhou Anbang raised their hands and swept across the audience.

"Who are you thinking about on a quiet night?"

Applause broke out, and cheers and screams drowned the scene.

A sentence appeared on the big screen.

"Black hair dipped in white snow, the road ahead is full of clouds and smoke,

Even in the age of seventy or eighty, still full of childlike innocence,

Life is a sea, we will bloom along the way."

The two old men supported each other and walked off the stage, leaving the audience with endless aftertaste.

On the Internet, this video was recorded and uploaded to the Internet.

That night, a blogger gained tens of thousands of fans by recording videos.

No explanation, no dubbing, just screen recording, then posting, with a few interpretations, traffic came in.

In the comment area, netizens who haven't heard enough gathered to check in.

"Mr. Chen sings about being calm and peaceful, while Mr. Zhou sings about being high-spirited and vigorous. Whether it is being calm and peaceful or being high-spirited and vigorous, it is an experience in life. May we flourish along the way."

"Zhou Anbang was born into a famous family, had a smooth life, numerous honors, and a happy family, while Chen Jianshen wandered for half his life, was displaced, and was able to return to his hometown in his later years. The two had different experiences, so the feeling of singing is naturally different."

"Modu Satellite TV is really going to be a god tonight."

"Every program has its own characteristics."

"There is no peeing point throughout the whole show, and you have to hurry up to pee, for fear of missing any wonderful programs."

"My grandfather hasn't stayed up all night for several years, and he still refuses to go to bed now."

"My grandfather is the same. He insists on watching the evening show. At this time yesterday, he almost finished his sleep."

It was already past ten o'clock, late at night, and the snow in Modu had stopped.

There are still many people on the playground of Modu Media University who are unwilling to leave.

"Thank you for the wonderful performance of the two old men. Let us invite the next singer. Since his debut, he has been called a "people's representative" singer. What song will he bring to everyone today?"

The stage lights up again.

A beam of light slowly shines on the person who appears on the stage.

"Hello everyone, I am Yu Zhou. Today's song is dedicated to everyone who has been young."

Chen Jianshen sings for the elderly, and Yu Zhou sings for the young, or in other words, for those who have been young.

The elderly audience sat down again. They didn't need to sleep today, as if everyone had never been young.

The song information was displayed on the screen.