Entertainment: After sleeping for 12 years, he is still a god when he wakes up!

"Hehe, I have been a fan of Mr. Yang for a long time. I have to say that this song written by Mr. Zhao is really good!"

"Yes, the thought is profound, I admire it! I admire it!"

"I'm also a fan of Mr. Zhao..."

At this time, the group of businessmen in the audience really started to applaud, and there were quite a few applause!
This time, many singers were stunned.

"This, this is also okay?"

Please, aren't you big bosses?Shouldn't you have your own reserve?
Seeing that these big bosses actually started a fight with classmate Xiaohui, many celebrities felt that their brains were not enough.

Is this really good?

Of course, they don't understand what these big bosses think...

My classmate Xiaohui has a very good relationship with Mr. Wang, so if you don't want to curry favor with him, who will you curry favor with?
At this time, Xiaohui, as usual, pressed his hands together, and everyone fell silent again.

The singers didn't want to say anything more at this time.

"The song that Allen sang just now was about the sadness and loneliness of orphans. Do you know what they want most?" Xiaohui said with a microphone in his hand.

"Love!"

"Yes, what they need is someone to care about, and what they need is family affection!"

"They need the warmth of a home..."

There are quite a few noble ladies who have said quickly at this time.

Their eyes were still red, and they were deeply impressed by Zhou Alun's song just now.

Xiaohui smiled and nodded: "Yes, they need a home, family affection, and someone to care about... So, the name of my next song is "I Want to Have a Home"!"

As soon as Xiaohui's voice fell, the music started to play slowly.

Also with a bit of sadness.

At this time, when many people heard Xiaohui's song title, they couldn't help but sit up straight and looked at Xiaohui on the stage seriously.

Xiaohui took a few steps, then closed his eyes.

In his mind, what he recalled was the bits and pieces of his previous life.

Many people looked at classmate Xiaohui and slowly merged into the artistic conception of the song.

At this moment, classmate Xiaohui spoke!

"I want to have a home~a place that doesn't need to be gorgeous~"

"When I'm tired~I think about it~"

"I want to have a home~a place that doesn't need much~"

"When I'm frightened~I'm not afraid~"

The straightforward lyrics express their wishes as soon as they open their mouths.

At this time, many people felt a slight movement in their hearts... slowly connecting with the children in Zhou Alun's song before.

They seemed to see the child's dream.

At this time, the figure of Xiaolu slowly walked out from the stage.

She was wearing a simple dress, like a homeless person, and her eyes looked a little eager.

On the stage, Xiaolu began to dance with Xiaohui's singing...

"Who wouldn't want a home~ but there are people who don't have it~"

"There are tears on my face~ I can only wipe it gently~"

"I envy him so much~ he can go home after being injured~"

"And I can only be lonely~lonely looking for my home~"

Kyoto, a certain rental house...

Just as Zhu Qiang came home, he turned on the TV and saw Xiaohui, who was singing this song.

At this moment, his whole body trembled slightly...

I want to have a home, what a straightforward sentence, directly said into the depths of his heart.

He is an orphan, working hard and growing up alone, until now, he has never really experienced a real "home"!
Every time he saw that his colleagues at work could go home after work, he felt a burst of envy in his heart.

Looking around himself, he sighed helplessly!

"Home, what a faraway place!" He sighed and murmured

Inside the TV, Xiaohui's singing came out again.

"Although I never had a warm home~ But I grew up gradually~"

"As long as your heart is full of love~ you will be cared~"

"I can't blame anyone~ I can only rely on myself~"

Hearing this, many people were a little silent.

Xiaohui's singing is full of helplessness, but also has a kind of tenacious strength.

What they saw was a person wandering around, looking for the appearance of his home.

sad?mercy?

"Hehe, home? What is that? Is it useful!"

In the bar, Wang Jiang picked up a glass of wine and drank it in one gulp!
His face was already a little red, slightly drunk.

"You will never understand the hardships of us people!" At this time, Lumao looked at Wang Jiang and said slowly.

Lumao also seemed to be in a low mood, and he walked into Xiaohui's song.

Thinking of fighting here for more than ten years, and still being alone, my heart is full of sadness.

And at this moment, Xiaohui's singing sounded again, full of a strong desire.

"Although you have a home~ you don't need anything~ why can't you see your smiling face~"

"Always say no love~ don't go home all day~"

"Same age ~ different hearts ~ let me have a home!!~"

At this moment, Wang Jiang's hand trembled slightly.

He slowly raised his head and looked at classmate Xiaohui on the TV.

He remembered what classmate Xiaohui told him before...

"Same age, different hearts? Could this be your purpose? You mean, I'm naive?" He muttered to himself.

At this moment, Wang Jiang recalled many, many things in his mind.

In a big city like Kyoto, there are too many people running around for their livelihood every day.

The food stall is located next to a factory, and many workers visit here every day.

Tonight, there are no exceptions.

"Boss, what show are you watching tonight?" Everyone likes to come here to watch TV and relax during dinner.

The boss came out and said with a smile, "Yes! There is a charity party tonight, and Xiaohui will be there too. By the way, it seems that it has already started!"

"Student Xiaohui? Does he also want to sing? You must watch it!"

Here, student Xiaohui is the idol of many people.

To be precise, there are many people who like Xiaohui's songs.

"What song will Xiaohui sing? "Wow Cow"? I like his song very much."

"I like it too, let's check it out first! His songs are not bad. My Gua Wazi called me last time and said he likes Xiaohui's songs!"

Several workers were talking while eating.

When the TV was turned on, everyone saw Xiaohui on the stage and started singing.

Everyone gathered together and began to enjoy while eating.

As the singing came out, the movement of many people's chopsticks slowly stopped.

"This, this..."

"I want to have a home! We are so busy, how can we have a home?"

A worker sighed and said.

The rest of the people listened and shook their heads helplessly.

Xiaohui's singing came into their ears and entered the depths of their hearts.

These years, they came to Kyoto to wander, tired after a long time... They also thought about having a home so that they could have a good rest.

However, the reality is always so cruel.

"Oh! Home is too far away!" A worker sighed sadly.

At the moment, many people were quietly listening to Xiaohui's song.

People in different situations have different meanings.

"Maybe, this song is the common wish of those orphans!" Hua Tianwang looked at Xiaohui on the stage and murmured.

"Yeah, their wish is very simple. In fact, they want a home..."

"I feel... this song is also the wish of us wanderers." At this time, Zhou Alun said suddenly.

Hua Tianwang and the others looked at Zhou Alun, but Zhou Alun said slowly: "When I was wandering in the capital, what I wanted most was to go home, because I was tired from working hard!"

"Home, that is a haven that everyone needs! Xiaohui's song is not only about the wishes of orphans, but also the wishes of many wandering people!" Liu Huan sighed and said slowly.

And right now.

In Suicheng, in a huge house.

One of them watched Yang Le in front of the TV and listened to classmate Xiaohui's song, and he murmured, "Could it be that I was wrong back then?"

On the stage, student Xiaohui sang this song attentively, with a lot of thoughts in his heart.

He never thought that he would have a chance to have a home again.

Thinking of the bits and pieces of his previous life, he finally sighed softly, everything has passed.

He held the microphone and looked at the people who looked at him in the audience, many of them had a sad look on their faces.

He smiled slightly: "I'm sorry, maybe the singing is not good enough, but, I think, not only these children, but also many wandering friends are eager to have a home? In addition, I will represent myself, as well as cool Oh music, donate all proceeds from this song "I Want to Have a Home." After speaking, he bowed and slowly walked off the stage.

Xiaolu also slowly retreated from the stage at this time, and there was a bit of suspicion in her eyes, because Xiaohui seemed very sad.

"This is the dream of those children, I donate..."

The number of people donating money has gradually increased.

Student Xiaohui stepped off the stage, looked at the crowd, and sighed slightly.

"Xiaohui, you look a little unhappy?" Liu Huan walked slowly to Xiaohui's side and asked with a smile.

Xiaohui shook his head: "There's nothing to be happy about, maybe I chose the wrong song."

"Hehe, I didn't choose the wrong song. You didn't look here. Look further away. Your song will affect many people, especially those who left their hometowns to work hard." Liu Huan said slowly.

Xiaohui was taken aback for a moment, looked at Liu Huan, then at Zhou Alun standing beside him, and finally nodded.

"Hehe, that's because I'm on the edge of a dead end..."

In fact, his goal has been achieved, in order to let more people pay attention to these children.

When Zhou Alun sang the song "Orphan", the goal has been achieved.

And his song, for the big bosses present, it is really difficult to get into their hearts.

Well, is there anyone here?Especially those entrepreneurs, big bosses, maybe there are more than one.

"Xiaohui, I'm really moved after listening to this song!" Xiaolu walked to Xiaohui's side, gritted his teeth and said, her eyes were a little red.

Xiaohui knows that Xiaolu's dream is to have a home.

Xiaohui's song is over, but the donation is still going on.

There are other singers going up to sing.

Some are orphan-focused songs, others are just plain pop, and all in all, it's a mixed bag.

Time passed slowly, and not long after, the party had come to an end.

The amount of donations has also slowly reached a terrifying figure.

At this time, the host smiled and said: "Unknowingly, two hours have passed, and this warm-hearted charity party is coming to an end. Our children, in order to thank everyone for their donation, there is also a song If you want to give it to everyone, let our party come to an end under the singing of the children!"

As soon as the host's words fell, the surrounding lights suddenly dimmed!
Many people were slightly taken aback.

"Song? The song of the group of children?"

"I'm really looking forward to it, what kind of song they will sing..."

Quite a few people looked curious, waiting for the children to sing.

At this time, Xiaolu appeared on the stage again. She smiled and said, "This song is very special to us." After speaking, another staff member of the orphanage stood up and said : "This song carries all our gratitude." Then, the third staff member Xiaoyu also stood up and said: "This song makes us full of hope for this world." Finally, the children together Taking a step forward, the immature voice said almost simultaneously: "Brother Xiaohui wrote this song for us, and for everyone!"

Although the voice is very immature, it is very powerful and beautiful.

Many people were stunned when they heard this...

"Xiaohui's song? Did Xiaohui write it again?"

"Oh my god, tonight...are there three original songs again?"

"That way, I want to hear it even more."

"Those children are so cute, what song did classmate Xiaohui write for them?"

Many people couldn't help but say.

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"Wait a minute! Don't leave, everyone! There is another song, Xiao Huida's third original song tonight!"

"I'm going, do you want to be so fierce, and only three original songs in one night?"

"Tch, what's so strange about this...Xiaohui's original ability is more than that simple, let's listen to the song!"

Some netizens who were about to go offline once again looked forward to it.

Many people watched this group of children in front of the TV or computer.

The lighting is warm and looks quite cozy.

The music spread slowly, and it sounded exciting.

At the same time, the children were holding hands, and their bodies were gently swinging from side to side.

"I come from chance~like a dust~"

"Who can see~my fragility~"

"Where do I come from~Where do I return to~"

"Who is ~ next moment ~ calling me~"

While singing, the children made corresponding movements with their hands.

At first glance, it looks very neat!

"Did you also teach them the sign language dance?" Liu Huan looked at it, also a little surprised.

"Well, yes." Xiaohui nodded.

The singing at the beginning sounded very attractive, and many people couldn't help but look seriously at the children on the stage.

"Although the world is wide~this road~is difficult to walk~"

"I've seen the whole world~ bumps and hardships~"

"How much love do I have~how many tears do I have~"

"God knows~ I won't admit defeat~"

At this moment, the children's voices reached the most passionate moment.

Every child's eyes are filled with a kind of longing.

The small eyes are filled with a kind of firmness, a kind of courage not to bow to fate.

And their right hands were placed in front of their chests, they waved their hands crosswise, and then made fists with both hands, holding them on both sides of their heads.

Many people watched this scene, and were shocked in their hearts...

"That's really a group of tenacious little fighters!" Watching this scene, Hua Tianwang had an indescribable feeling in his heart.

Many people are like him, as if seeing a group of people who have suffered setbacks, they are still gritting their teeth and insisting on fighting against fate.

At this time, the singing gradually infected many people present, and their fists couldn't help but clenched tightly.

"Let the heavens know that I will not admit defeat! Well, good singing!" Liu Huan said with emotion.

At this time, Zhou Alun also looked at the children on the stage very seriously, and remembered what he had done wrong with his fate before.

At this moment, there are still many people who are watching TV and computers, and they are also felt by this atmosphere.

Unknowingly, many people followed the children and made the same actions.

"I will not admit defeat!" They said this sentence in unison...

"Go to his mother's fate, to his mother's heaven! Don't think about defeating me so easily!"

Some people roared loudly.

At this moment, the children's singing came out calmly and neatly...

"Grateful heart ~ thank you ~"

"Stay with me for the rest of my life ~ give me the courage to be myself ~"

"Grateful heart ~ thank fate ~"

"Flowers bloom and fall~ I will cherish them too~"

The children's singing infects everyone, and their voices are full of tenacity.

And their gestures are constantly changing. At the end of the song, they clasped their hands together and put them under their chins, making a gesture of blessing.

At this moment, many people watched, and couldn't help feeling a warm current in their hearts.

Some women who are easily moved have tears in their eyes at this time, and their hearts are sour.

As for some musicians, when they saw this scene, the shock in their hearts was already indescribable.

"A song handed down from generation to generation, a song from generation to generation! I didn't expect Xiaohui to write such a song again..."

"Oh, evildoer, this son is really evildoer!"

Many people sighed slightly, watching the children's singing on the stage, already had an indescribable feeling in their hearts.

Although the previous "Orphan" and "I Want to Have a Home" can shock many people.But these two songs are far inferior to the current one, they know very well...

In the hands of classmate Xiaohui, there will be another real song handed down from generation to generation!