don't call me singer

Chapter 1392 "Sister" Take Me Home

After the opening two songs, the sky has finally completely darkened.

But at the scene of the school song competition, the shouts almost pierced the sky, tore apart the night, and pulled the sun back.

Gu Xiaobai went down, Fu Wenyao went down.

But the shouts at the scene were louder and louder.

"Encore! Encore! Encore!"

The cameras at the scene patrolled and scanned the entire venue, and one of the cameras gave Gu Xiaobai a close-up shot.

Immediately, the cheers on the scene exploded again.

The voice was really too loud. A little police officer who maintained order stood in the crowd, covering his ears with both hands, showing a painful expression.

This little policeman was seconded from other places to help maintain order.

Every week for the school song competition, a large number of police forces are dispatched. After all, there are tens of thousands of people at the scene, and it is really difficult to maintain order with a small number of people.

For many people, it is a painful and happy thing to go to the scene of the school song competition.

The joy is being able to be on the scene, but when the stage is high and the scene is burning, you have to turn your back to the stage to maintain the order of the scene.

The test of people is really too great.

But today's game, the test is particularly severe.

Because it's a Rock Style Designation!
The top singer with the most traffic, plus the rock scene, what is the concept?
At this moment, the little police officer doubts life.
Why can people's cheers be so loud!

Especially when the girls let go of their throats and shouted hoarsely, the effect of piercing the eardrums was simply overwhelming.

Brother policeman, I feel that I will not hear anything for several days after I go back.

That sound had already broken through the pain threshold, as if hundreds of small needles were stuck in the ear.

As soon as the screen turned, he saw the police uncle standing on a high place not far away, calmly taking out two earplugs and stuffing them into his ears.

What is experience!

This is the experience!
Shao Yangyang stepped onto the stage amidst the cheers of the audience.

Shao Yangyang has participated in many school song competitions, and also participated in the Hualiu concert of the Dragon Palace on the Sea.

However, even he had never seen such a scene!
He opened his mouth to say something, but he almost couldn't even hear the sound in his ears.

It took a long time before his ears got used to the scene.

He heard himself say: "...this is my band member, guitarist, Uncle Chen Kuiyuan from Kuang Tian Band, drummer, Uncle Luo Pansheng, also from Kuang Tian Band, that's the bass player..."

Below, there was another burst of cheers.

In the front seating area, a group of elderly people stood up and waved desperately to the stage.

They recognized several old musicians from Kuang Tian's band.

The live camera also gave close-ups of several old musicians.

Wrinkles, beards, gray hair.

If Fu Wenyao took them back to the era of rock and roll, then the musicians who are no longer young but still on the stage are the real reappearance of the old days. Their appearance made the cheers of the scene rise again.

Shao Yangyang couldn't even hear what he said.

The ear return is originally to solve the problem that the scene is too noisy and the sound cannot be heard.

But human technology is limited, and the situation on site is too harsh.

This system of the school song competition is facing the four-sided stage for the first time today, and it is still in the process of running-in.

But I didn't expect that I would directly face such a terrible scene.

In the background, the head of the sound engineer is getting bigger.

And Shao Yangyang was in a daze.

So, was everyone performing in this kind of scene just now?
Watching Fu Wenyao's performance, watching the perfect scene, I didn't feel it at all!
Moreover, if he remembered correctly, Gu Xiaobai didn't wear earbuds at all!

After all, he needs too many stage moves. If you listen to it, you may fall off after a few jumps.

But if there is no ear return, how can they perform!
Shao Yangyang was a little confused.

On the contrary, it is the old musicians who are more experienced than him.

Chen Kuiyuan stood behind him, touched him lightly, and he realized that he quickly hugged the guitar.

Beside, a musician came out more and more, raised his hand, and put a flute to his lips.

"what?"

Downstairs, there was a sudden silence.

There is a flute!
And the flute!

From the beginning of its birth, Chinese rock music has never left this soil.

Whether it is He Yong's Bell and Drum Tower, or Zhang Chu's "Sister".

An instrument like the flute has its place.

The sound of Qingyue's flute once again echoed in the school song competition.

Shao Yangyang gently plucked the strings, accompanied by the soft sound of the piano.

In an instant, everyone was pulled back from the manic scene just now.

However, it was only quiet for a few seconds, and then everyone cried out again.

I don't even know what it's called.

Probably because I saw the flute playing.

On the big screen, there was a close-up of the flute player, and the face of a middle-aged man with an unshaven beard appeared on the big screen.

The cheers just now disappeared again.

Tsk, sure enough, the most important thing to play the flute is to look at your face!

If the face is ugly, the flute will not sound good.

Maybe it was because of this face, or maybe it was because of the unplugged and unruffled music, the atmosphere at the scene fell again.

Finally, finally.

Shao Yangyang felt that he could sing.

"It doesn't snow this winter

Standing on the road without blinking
my heartbeat is still soft
You should praise me for being obedient today..."

As soon as he spoke, the voice of a boy.

With a little trembling and hoarseness.

Shao Yangyang's voice immediately suppressed the atmosphere of the scene again.

Compared with "Dream Back to the Tang Dynasty" and "No Land to Shame", the song "Sister" is more depressive and extreme, darker and more rebellious.

Shao Yangyang's eyes did not look down the stage, most of the time he was looking ahead, even towards the sky.

He didn't communicate with the audience at the scene, it was more like singing to himself.

But his pitch is very accurate, the rhythm is very steady.

The strong players in the school song competition must have their strengths.

But this is very inconsequential.

After all, someone commented on Zhang Chu that way.

"Not a word is in tune."

Although some people like his tone, although for rock singers, musicality, criticism, and thoughtfulness are more important than singing well.

Although he sings badly but the lyrics are good, he can still win a Nobel Prize for Literature like Bob Dylan, and be a third-rate singer, second-rate guitarist, first-rate musician, and top-notch poet.

In fact, some people call Zhang Chu a "music poet".

But for a singer, poor singing is not always a good thing...

This song is already Zhang Chu’s representative work, but its popularity is not high at all.

For no other reason, it's not the kind of song that's popular.

Obscure and metaphorical lyrics.

But most of all, perhaps, because it's not pleasing to the ear.

More like a cry from the heart.

Thirty years later, when Zhang Chu appeared on the TV show again, he still sang the song "Sister".

His figure is still thin, and he still looks like the boy who sang "Sister" back then.

And, still not in tune, not in rhythm.

This kind of out-of-key and out-of-rhythm is the biggest threshold for others to cover this song "Sister".

Because no matter how you sing, you can't sing the original feeling.

Because this is a twisted song in the first place!
This is a song for a teenager, but it is also a song that a teenager can't sing.

But today's Shaoyangyang.

He sang very steadily and accurately.

He didn’t deliberately imitate Zhang Chu.

But he sang this song with his own feelings.

"My clothes are too big

You say I look pretty ga
I know I'm standing in the crowd...

Pretty silly. "

Almost reciting the singing method, he played the guitar and sang, with empty eyes.

When he sang here, he suddenly pursed his lips and smiled, and looked towards the corner under the stage.

He didn't look anywhere.

He didn't even look at anyone.

But everyone in the background subconsciously looked at Tong Yu.

Tong Yu covered her mouth.

Although he is about the same age as Gu Xiaobai, he is actually a little older than Gu Xiaobai.

But compared to Gu Xiaobai, who is tall and has long legs, Shao Yangyang looks much smaller.

He is not tall, and he always has a feeling of underdevelopment.

Beside him, the guitarist had big arms and the bassist was also tall, which made him look like a helpless teenager.

In Shaoyangyang now, the human design has almost collapsed.

The talent set at the beginning has been picked up by many people, and the things his parents did to make him famous are already known to everyone.

He was struggling to get rid of his avatar, but there was another Yu Wenhong chasing after him, desperately trying to put the avatar on him.

His fans have mixed feelings about him.

Some people like him because of his personality, and some like him because his personality is shattered.

But today, he tore another hole in his personality.

Now he is more sincere.

as well as……

Sharp and angry.

"My daddy he's always drinking is an asshole
Before he dies he won't be sad anymore and won't shake his fist

He is old sitting on the stairs

I am no longer an opponent..."

When he sang here, Shao Yangyang's mood rose a little bit.

His parents, hoping their son would become a dragon, imposed their dreams on him.

His manager, who was indifferent to him, completely disregarded his feelings and thoughts, set him up at will, and manipulated his every move.

What he wants to do is always wrong.

I can't even sing the songs I want to sing.

He wrote a song with Tong Yu, but he dared not say that he wrote the song himself.

On stage, he is playing someone else.

Off stage, he is also playing someone else.

In front of the camera, he shines brilliantly.

Behind his back, he took a lot of medicine, just to prevent depression from swallowing him.

Many said that at least he was rich and came from a good family.

But he would rather have nothing.

At least, a man with nothing can be happy, but he can't.

No one can empathize with him, no one understands his pain.

Except Tong Yu.

Only in front of her, he played himself.

"Before you feel cheated

I can't always be great
can't hear what they say

It's easy to be embarrassed if you just want to be alone..."

His eyes looked at the sky, and under the light, they looked a little blurred and flickering.

The scene became even quieter.

Everyone stared at him on the big screen, looked into his eyes.

Are you crying?

still none?

Shao Yangyang's voice became unstable.

That feeling of being on-key, but almost out-of-key.

That kind of control and struggle seems to make people's hearts wrinkle.

"Facing the crowd in front of me

I have to wear and be chic
I know you're watching...

Pretty fake. "

The lyrics are obscure without being obscure.

Popular and not popular.

Just like this song, the struggling and tangled look.

Just like Shao Yangyang himself now.

Facing the crowd, walk through it chicly.

But he knew it himself, and so did his sister.

He is fake.

Can be true and false, who can tell.

"Sister, I see the tears in your eyes
You want to forget who the man who insulted you is

They tell me women are gentle and tearful
Said it was beautiful..."

Backstage, Tong Yu was already in tears.

She didn't know why she was crying.

But just couldn't help it.

She and Shao Yangyang met by chance.

But I don't know when, but they are like real siblings.

They have to face "tyranny" together, face "oppression" together, and face various difficulties together.

Secretly cry, secretly laugh, secretly write songs.

Many times, she really felt that she was like Shao Yangyang's sister.

Her desire to protect Shao Yangyang is so urgent.

I don't know when it started, Shao Yangyang no longer just relied on her, but learned to protect her.

And now, Shao Yangyang on the stage is singing "Sister".

Let her have a feeling.

The younger brother has grown up.

It hurts the way it grew up.

It was because of his father's fist, because of all the unsatisfactory things.

Because he wants to carry it.

At this moment, the music on the stage became louder.

Shao Yangyang took a step forward and moved closer to the microphone.

"Oh! Sister!
I want to go home! !
take my hand...

I'm a little sleepy..."

His voice hovered between a growl and a cry.

Struggling between breaking the sound and not breaking it.

Off the stage, everyone looked up at him, at the boy.

The scene at this moment does not burn or explode.

It's even worrying.

Look at that boy.

Worried that he would cry, but also hoped that he would cry.

Why put up with it?
Don't put up with it any longer.

On the stage, Shao Yangyang pursed his lips, as if swallowing something forcibly.

Then he took another step forward, as if to swallow the microphone.

"Oh! Sister!
Take me home! ! !

take my hand...

You don't have to be afraid! ! ! "

At this moment, Shao Yangyang even had a ferocious expression.

But more, it is brave!

Off the stage, the feelings that had been suppressed for a long time were finally released.

"Aooooooooooooow, Yangyang! Yangyang! Yangyang!"

Shao Yangyang closed his eyes and roared into the microphone:

"My daddy he's always drinking is an asshole
Before he dies, he will no longer be sad and no longer move his fist..."

Roar it, let it go.

Unleash it all!
Sister, I want to go home.

Sister, I'm a little sleepy.

Sister, don't be afraid.

Sister, take me home.

Shao Yangyang roared loudly, one after another.

This is not Zhang Chu, this is Shao Yangyang.

This is not Zhang Chu’s “Sister”, but Shao Yangyang’s “Sister”.

Off the stage, Gu Xiaobai clasped his hands subconsciously while listening to Shao Yangyang's singing.

He also misses his sister.

There was once a person who held his hand and walked through the dark night road.

In the night wind, she gently rubbed his cold face and said to him, "Xiaobai, let's go home."

Sister Zhong Jun.

The next time we meet, but I don't know when it will be?

Shao Yangyang on the stage was still roaring, but Gu Xiaobai's thoughts had drifted far away.

(End of this chapter)