number one idol

Chapter 242 "Best Singer"

Lin'an Stadium is not too big, but it is full of seats at this time.

Brilliant lights flashed across the faces of everyone in the auditorium, on which Young Master Hua was hosting the show.

"Spring comes and winter comes and goes, and when the second season of "The Voice of Dreams" starts, our director team also invited a most special voice, which is also the voice that the audience misses the most."

"Let's applaud this voice on stage!"

The host's voice fell, and the camera showed the judges' seat.

There were still five judges, old faces such as Xiao Wangnian, An Miaoxuan, Carol, Xu Tianheng were on the list, and the last position that should have belonged to Zhang Ya was replaced by the new mentor Wang Yusheng at this time.

Because Wang Yusheng is new here, his sense of community is relatively low, and he has not talked much, but the other four chatted happily.

Xiao Wangnian asked curiously, "Who is the most special voice?"

Carol shook her head: "I don't know, the director team didn't tell me that there is a mysterious surprise in this issue."

"Did some powerful amateur come here?" Xu Tianheng guessed.

An Miaoxuan smiled wryly, "Anyway, I'm ready to be challenged."

When a group of people are chatting, the effect of variety shows is created.

At this time, the stage was completely dark, and Young Master Hua left in a hurry, leaving only the band playing the accompaniment.

It was a very brisk drumbeat, and at the moment it was struck, a leisurely and elegant voice came out.

"Our best meet ever."

"It's April like it is now."

"The catkins caressing that street."

"Hot as snow."

As soon as the singing sounded, the eyes of many audiences couldn't help but shine.

Very light voice.

Several judges also reacted and looked at each other curiously.

"Is this song original?"

"It should be, the lyrics I haven't heard before."

"Who is this man?"

Discussions sounded quietly, and everyone eagerly looked towards the stage, wanting to see who the last person to appear on stage was.

But on the stage, the huge ball was already full of energy, and after slowly opening to both sides, a figure stepped out.

He was wearing a windbreaker, a hat, big sunglasses, a pair of British-style leather shoes, and an unopened black umbrella in his hand. He approached the camera step by step.

"This is……"

At the judges' table, everyone looked at the man who was walking towards him, all dumbfounded and shocked.

Then there was excitement, and uncontrollable smiles appeared on each face.

Xiao Wangnian shouted: "When did he come?"

An Miaoxuan also only patted the table: "I should have thought it was his!"

Xu Tianheng raised his forehead, "This kid is still so talented."

Carol's eyes shone with crystal light, she smiled and said nothing.

After the Isabella Cup ended, He Xiao went on a world music tour, and the two parted in Paris. This was the first time they met after returning to China.

Time has passed and three months have passed, and Carol has successfully gilded herself with a layer of gold by virtue of her ranking in the piano competition. Not to mention the skyrocketing net worth, there are also constant schedules in China, and invitations to various events come one after another.

He Xiao has changed even more. He has transformed himself into the "Successor of the God of Songs" in the eyes of netizens. He has won various music awards and has been on variety shows non-stop. He has become the hottest darling in the music industry. Not too much.

"I heard that He Xiao's appearance fee has risen to a starting price of 300 million." Xiao Wangnian leaned his head over and gossiped.

For a singer, just to appear on the stage, there is already such a price, which is already quite expensive, and it can be called a sky-high price.

After all, like Lin Yunkai, the ex-star king, he can only earn 50 yuan after going to a commercial performance.

The relationship between the master and the apprentice has been unknowingly separated, and He Xiao is rushing towards the goal of superstar.

"What a laugh!"

"What a laugh!"

"What a laugh!"

In the auditorium, earth-shattering cheers also erupted at this time.

The waves followed one after another, and the scene with only 500 people suddenly called out the momentum of a thousand people.

The amateur contestants waiting in the audience looked at each other with envious expressions.

Because a year ago, the man on stage had the same start as them.

And now, he has become an artist attracting worldwide attention.

center stage.

The umbrella in He Xiao's hand turned into a wreath, gently lowered the round hat, and sang to the audience:

"Our best farewell."

"It's not red-eyed like this now."

"A sea of ​​joy and sorrow because of you."

"The right to keep a memory when you are young."

He raised the microphone.

"You are singing my creation on stage."

"The layout is like a tragic novel."

"You're too good at acting."

"An indifferent expression has a tear-jerking effect."

"I have already begun to be moved offstage."

"Suddenly give me a shot on the big screen."

"Smile and wave your hands, what a sensible audience."

With the high notes, the whole song is different.

Everyone was immersed in the singing, shaking the light sticks in their hands, shaking with the melody.

The song is called "Best Singer".

Lyricist: Xu Song, composer: Xu Song.

The song is an unpopular work in the world of black phones, and it didn't win too many honors.

Perhaps it's because its creator is too low-key, debuted for ten years, devoted himself to creating music, and has never been on any variety show, nor has it been rumored.

Some fans joked that when Xu Song didn't release an album, he seemed to have quit the entertainment industry.

And as soon as he released the album, the situation surged instantly, and he hit the top of the list.

Xu Song is a well-deserved musical talent. After graduating from a medical university, he embarked on the road of an independent musician. Even after signing a contract with a brokerage company, he insisted on writing lyrics and composing music by himself.

His music history has also been described as ups and downs. From the beginning of the love saliva song that swept the entire Internet, he gradually removed the label of "non-mainstream" and gradually became a real musician. Most of the current music is closer to criticism and irony. .

Ten years of journey, both refined and popular.

This "Best Singer" is not a love song, but a song Xu Song wrote for himself.

The superstar on the stage is the one who gave the concert, and the audience in the audience is the ordinary him.

He Xiao is not from the world of black phones, so he doesn't know much about the songwriter, but he understands the meaning of the song.

At the beginning, he thought it was a love song. After all, the lyrics are too straightforward. The phrase "Our best meeting is in April like this" will inevitably give people this illusion.

It wasn't until the third cycle that He Xiao realized that the "we" in this sentence did not refer to men and women, but to the ordinary self and the superstar self.

This is the first time the two "selves" met.

"Best Singer" is narrated on the surface, but hidden in the mystery. It is not only written for the listener, but also sang for itself.

The emotion is mixed with the lyrics of relief, and the life story is sung, which makes people immerse themselves in it and arouses their own knots.

So when He Xiao came to Lin'an Stadium again, he felt something in his heart and remembered his own music journey, and this song immediately came to mind.

This is where he first appeared on television and where he made his debut.

It is also the place where the ordinary man meets the star man.

"Songs playing on the radio."

"It's a commentary on "Like a world away"."

"The title of Best Artist."

"Basically, there are candidates."

"Testimonials from Best Singer."

"Remember to read slowly."

The melody gradually came to an end, and He Xiao's singing voice disappeared with the last sentence.

He looked at every audience in the audience, and what he saw were excited faces.

Only a small number of people seem to understand the meaning of the song, and there are stories emerging on their expressions...

(End of this chapter)