Respawn Entertainment: Days of Glory

Chapter 782 Youth

After going on stage and standing in front of the microphone stand, the two hosts who had not left yet started interacting with Bian Lang.

The dancers on the side of the stage, whose hearts were already stirred, were now discussing quickly. The duo was originally a couple, and recalling the song that Bian Lang sang during the rehearsal, the girl named Xiao Han was the first to speak up: "Senior Bian's song is actually suitable for dancing. How about we perform a song?"

"Yeah, I like this song too. It doesn't have many ups and downs. We can take the section we rehearsed before and then add some improvisations. It's just that 4 and a half minutes is a bit long. But later we can lie on the stage and listen to the seniors singing, which is also nice!" The boy named Zhang Hua agreed.

The other group dancers had an idea after hearing this. The leading male student said, "Why don't we let Xiao Han and Zhang Hua be the main dancers? We can do some freestyle moves, and then we can form a circle in front of the stage to act as the audience and listen to the seniors sing!"

"Okay, okay, you two go out first and give us a hint, and then we'll follow!"

"That's right. Actually, it's better to just act according to the current situation..."

Everyone understood what he meant, and with just a few words they set the tone for the makeshift team.

After Bian Lang finished interacting with the host, he turned his head to look at them, and everyone nodded in confirmation.

All this made Jin Ma, who was standing by, dumbfounded: "As expected of Brother Lang, he pulled off a song and dance program so easily!"

The other musicians felt: "I'm afraid their seniors and teachers may not be that helpful!"

After confirming with each other's eyes that they were all family, Bian Lang began to play the chords one by one, including Em, Em9, D...

Xiao Han, dressed in a white dress, followed the music and flew out from the side stage like a kite. After "falling" in front of Bian Lang, she made a few circles on the ground, then stood up half-sitting up, stretched out her hand and gazed in the direction of the side stage with a longing look on her face, as if calling her companions.

Then a group of dancers in different costumes, led by Zhang Hua, came out one after another.

Some are continuous somersaults, some are cartwheels, and some are men carrying women flying... Anyway, the main theme is about the Eight Immortals crossing the sea, each showing off their magical powers.

This scene was destined to astound the entire audience tonight. Audiences who did not know the content of the rehearsal applauded and exclaimed, while those who knew the content of the rehearsal were also shocked by the failures!
Xia Donghai didn't know about this in advance, but as soon as he thought about it, he stood up and led the applause!
The eight-bar prelude was over and the group dancers were already performing on the stage. Xiaohan and Zhang Hua were hugging each other, gazing at each other deeply, just waiting for Bian Lang's singing to start.

Thinking about his own youth, with a nasal resonance, Bian Lang sang out the melancholy of youth: "The flowers of youth bloom and fade, making me tired but not regretful... The rain and snow of the four seasons make me intoxicated but not haggard..."

This first sentence deeply touched the hearts of the young people present, especially the dancers on the stage.

They come from all over the country, and all of them have been practicing since childhood. Some of them strictly control their diet to maintain their figure and posture, just for that highlight moment on the stage. It is clear that for them, more self-discipline means less unrestrained fun.

But just like the lyrics say, "I'm tired but I don't regret..."

Xiao Han struggled hard, leaving Zhang Hua's arms, and then began to chase each other. The other dancers began to perform freely, but in the eyes of the audience, they were performing the hard work they had put in in the dance studio day after day!

"A light wind, a light dream, a light morning and a light evening, light clouds, light tears, light years..."

At this moment, Xiao Han stopped during the chase and let Zhang Hua hug her gently from behind, and then they both looked at the non-existent "window" with the same gaze!
At this point, a girl on the stage who was "practicing" leg stretching was already in tears. The boy who was acting as her leg stretching prop squatted down, then half-knelt and held up one of the girl's legs, with one hand reaching up to wipe away the girl's tears.

Several teachers who were choreographing for the evening were stunned: "This? When did they choreograph this without telling us? And who organized and choreographed this?"

Then they looked at each other, confirmed that there were no gaps in the organization, and then began to appreciate it...

After a simple interlude, Bian Lang continued to sing: "With a little joy of wandering, I will never return... No one hinted to the young me, the bitter taste of homesickness... Every piece of golden sunset, I want to snuggle up to... Every transparent dewdrop, washes away my accumulated sadness..."

After the main song was finished, the guitar kept playing notes, but the singing turned into a "woohoo" hum.

Just like the blank space in Chinese ink paintings, it leaves enough room for the audience's thoughts to diverge.

Speaking of wandering, although Lao Luo has never done it in the true sense, as one of the earliest art students who went to Beijing to study at the Central Academy of Fine Arts, his life was actually not much different from wandering.

When it comes to homesickness, what Lao Luo could not bear to part with the most when he was in BJ was the pickled meat and the Chuncheng cigarettes that were lit at both ends.

"Bian Lang, you really don't have the energy to write a song. You're trying to trick even old folks like us into crying."

Everyone has a childhood, but the most rare thing is that Bian Lang's abstract yet concrete lyrics can appeal to at least three generations of people present.

The older generation won't think he's eccentric, and the younger generation won't think he's pretentious. This is why classic songs can be passed down. They won't be abandoned by the new generation because of the changes of the times, but will continue to be brought out and listened to again and again!

So this song "Youth", which appears as a new song, when heard by the older generation, can actually taste the mellow fragrance that is unique to their generation.

Watching Xiao Han and Zhang Hua performing the reluctance to part and the inseparability to reunite on stage time and time again, the choreographers in the audience thought it was too evil.

After rational thinking, they had already ruled out the idea of ​​secretly rehearsing in advance, so the only possibility left was impromptu inspiration. But dance is not like music, where once you grasp the rhythm and melody, it is not difficult to improvise.

But when dancing is performed to music, there must be a connection between the dancer's movements and the music.

If you say this song is one of Bian Lang's well-known songs, then it is fine, but it is a new song that I only heard once during the rehearsal today. But the state of the dancers on the stage now is that it is a mature work that has been rehearsed many times.

Of course, they can still see a lot of problems, but in the face of absolute public opinion, these problems can be completely ignored.

The humming sound gradually became smaller, and the group of dancers who were originally in the practice room all moved. They lined up to the forefront of the stage, some sitting or lying down, looking up at Bian Lang... adding a lot of dramatic elements to Bian Lang's originally ordinary singing and playing.

Many people at the scene thought this was designed, not to mention the students from other schools who were watching the live broadcast:
"So, what our school needs is a handsome guy who can sing a jingle? No! We have nothing!"

"I want a junior from Yunnan University of Arts to be my girlfriend and take me to see a show next year!"

"Their party is a real party, but ours is just a makeshift party! We can actually get sponsorship, this is a rare story!" "I just want to know how much money did the Yunnan Arts Student Union make from organizing this event?"

And those fans who came to listen to Bian Lang's singing for the sake of smelling the music, are now enjoying it while scolding Bian Lang for not doing his job properly:

"Hey, you haven't been working for a few days, why are you singing folk songs again?"

"Yeah, is this because you're thinking about Dong Da?"

"Come on, don't say that now. If you don't want to listen, just get out of here!"

"To be honest, when Bian Lang sings folk songs, I feel that he is a folk music giant who was delayed by rock music. When he sings rock music, I feel that he is born to be a rock music emperor. How can this person be so divided? How can he not be crazy?"

"Let me put it bluntly. If Bian Lang starts singing folk songs, there will be no place for other folk singers. No wonder Dong Da wants to leave. He worked so hard to become a folk singer, but now he is just doing it casually in Bian Lang. No one can stand it!"

"This man is really amazing. Why is he so good at singing about youth..."

Just like what the last netizen said, the youth described by Bian Lang is changeable, but always moving:

"In that distant spring, I met her in full bloom... filled with dazzling brilliance, like a beautiful fairy tale... Allow me to sing for you, and I will not be able to sleep every night... Allow me to cry for you, and I can fly freely in tears..."

During the rehearsal, the boys and girls on the stage didn't feel anything. But now that they have entered the stage and become part of the performance, everyone's emotions have been infinitely magnified.

So for the more sentimental dancers, tears can now fly freely...

The two main dancers probably felt that there was nothing left, so they moved to the front of the stage, leaning against each other, shaking their heads and listening to the song quietly...

"The sky in my dream is so big, I am lying under your eyelashes..."

It might be a professional habit, or it might be the body's quick reaction after taking Bian Lang's song as an instruction. As soon as this line of lyrics came out, Zhang Hua put his head on Xiao Han's crossed thighs, while pushing the ground with his feet and drawing circles.

Xiao Han understood what was going on and used the force to twist her waist, turned around, then leaned forward and lowered her head. In the next second after the lyrics finished, she visualized the scene of "I'll lie under your eyelashes..."

The following choreographers were so fascinated by it:

"Hey, what's going on?"

"It's over, it's over. I just took a look at it and treated it as a show."

"They seem to be a couple, right? No wonder... But they graduated together, and the dance troupe hasn't accepted them yet..."

Bian Lang was actually also startled, but he had to continue singing the song: "There are many days in the dream, but I am beginning to want to go home... On that green hillside, I want to bury all my songs... Waiting for the day when they will be told in the world..."

Continue humming, the lingering sound remains.

At this moment, all the dancers were lying on the ground of the stage, as if they had been buried.

Attracted by the song and the pictures, many people in the audience have already started to cry, regardless of gender, age or status, except for those who can hold back their tears and those who have completely let themselves go.

Xia Donghai is really excited now. Even such a temporary coordination can produce such a stage effect, what will it be like after it is choreographed?
But seeing that everyone around him was very moved, he could only let his tears turn into rain of excitement. In fact, it was not that he was not moved, but he was too excited, which overshadowed the emotion.

As for the Internet, it is probably like this:

“A dream chaser who has lost his dream can only go home and bury his own songs! If Bian Lang were to write literature about the pain of youth, he would be forgotten by everyone before he reaches 150!”

"Oh, please don't do that. I beg you. Take away all your tears and leave the song to me!"

"Really, there's no need to wait until one day, Bian Lang himself is a legend, not to mention Ge..."

However, amidst all the sadness, an extremely discordant voice emerged: "Who knows where Bian Lang's hometown is? I want to wait at the foot of the hill!"

Then everyone responded in unison: “Let’s go together!”

After humming for the same eight bars, Bian Lang began to sing again:
"The blooming and withering of the flowers of youth make me tired but not regretful. The rain and snow of the four seasons make me intoxicated but not exhausted..."

There are a total of 11 songs in the album "Campus Folk Songs I". Brother Lang sings three songs alone, making him the biggest winner. However, Shen Qing, who wrote two songs and sang one, is definitely not just a filler.

Bian Lang remembers someone commented on this album like this:

Youthful years flow silently in the hair blowing in the wind. The name carved on the tree has become blurred. The wandering singer's lover has gradually grown old. The campus in winter has long been different. However, we still miss it, the familiar voice, the familiar and moving story, and the youthful years that will never return...

"Youth" is used as the beginning, I don't know if it's intentional or...

Bian Lang then thought of Shen Qing’s accident, who passed away on the original Earth a year earlier than him!
Thinking of this, Lang's emotions broke down a bit, but he still tried his best to control himself, only slowing down the beat when singing: "Entangled clouds, entangled tears, entangled mornings and evenings, fleeting wind, fleeting dreams, fleeting years and years..."

"Tangled clouds, tangled tears, tangled mornings and evenings... fleeting winds, fleeting dreams, fleeting years..."

The empty beat in the middle of the last “Sui Sui” was a bit long... After it ended, Bian Lang immediately moved one step to the right, then clasped his hands together and bowed to the audience to express his gratitude.

Listening to the applause mixed with laughter and tears, Bian Lang secretly wiped away his tears and prayed silently in his heart: "Teacher Shen, I hope you can be reborn into another world like me, playing the guitar and singing to everyone: Do you know how it feels to miss someone..."

(End of this chapter)