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Chapter 169 The Hill
"Is this a mentor? Are you sure it's not a player? It looks like he is about the same age as those players, or why do I think he looks younger than those players?"

The father glanced at the screen, and then he was surprised: "We had to be at least a little old to be this kind of mentor at that time."

"Don't look at him as young, he is qualified and has many works."

Fang Yuanzheng also helped to explain a few sentences, saying: "And this is a variety show for young amateurs, so the requirements are not so exaggerated."

After a little hesitation, he spoke again: "And when it comes to the Duxiu track, even if the level is a little higher, Han Sheng can still be a mentor on this track. His songs are really good."

"Oh, maybe I don't know him too well, I don't know." The father only thought it was something for young people.

Take it just like before.

"You've actually seen him before. We went to see "Wolf Warrior 2", and he was that sleazy rich second generation."

"Ah, that's him."

After chatting for a while, Han Sheng didn't prepare for too long on the stage, and saw that the whole stage went dark.Only Daoguang cast it on Han Sheng in the center of the stage from top to bottom. Fang Yuan stopped chatting involuntarily and concentrated on watching.

On the stage, the sound of the piano sounded.

In no hurry.

The entire program scene suddenly quieted down from the hustle and bustle just now, and it felt a little empty, as if you could see the dust in the light of the book.

He suddenly remembered that when he was a child, when he was in his hometown in the countryside, he would sometimes see this kind of picture.

A ray of sunlight came down from the gap in the roof, reflecting the free dust floating in the air.

It makes people quiet and makes people think a little bit.

The same is true for Han Sheng on the stage, solemnly, but quietly holding the microphone.

In fact, Han Sheng chose such a stage for the atmosphere of the scene.Not many dare to do that, though, because it draws all the attention to the song itself, including the father driving by.

I don't know if it's because I'm almost home, or what.

The speed of the car could not help but slow down a little.

"There are still many things I want to say but haven't said yet."

As if noticing the expectation across the screen, Han Sheng raised his head and said, "I'm saving because I want to write a song."

Let people sing softly, remember lightly
Even if you finally forget it, it’s worth it.”

A completely different singing style than usual, accompanied by the long-lost Han Sheng starting to play his guitar again.

I don't know when it started, it may be accompanied by the maturity of music production, it seems that I haven't seen him play guitar for a long time.But at this time, as soon as the music sounded, that pure feeling came out again.

It's like a long-lost reunion, like an explanation to fans, and more like a chat after dinner.

talking about his time
The speed is also slower.

The car can be quiet, only the faint noise outside stops.Thank you for the warm yellow light from the street lamps, reflecting the expressions of the father and son in the car.

"." Then it finally stopped slowly. It turned out that there was a traffic light ahead.

Then the singing voice was like water: "Maybe I have a drop of thought in my life

Fortunately, Huichenghe

Then the two of us looked at the bend of the river, and finally dared to
With a smiley face, face the difficulties of life"

This time, it sank even more.Fang Yuan seemed to have suddenly forgotten that he was on his way home. It was only a short distance away from home. He even felt that most of the voices had faded. Even at the moment when this sentence came out, he actually didn't fully understand it. The details of this, but still feel that feeling, it seems to be
It seems to be talking with an elder.

The number on the traffic light has been locked at 99, without a trace of movement, it stopped there steadily.Because the traffic light lasted for more than 99 seconds this time, it can't be displayed any more, and Fang Yuanzheng usually doesn't notice how long it is, and only hopes that the red light will be longer at this time.

After all, he hadn't heard the chorus yet, and he already had feelings for it.

When will he be able to "face the difficulties of life with a hippie smile"?
It's hard for him to do it now.
Even Fang Yuanzheng's father began to rest his elbows on the steering wheel, and then propped his chin in silence: When will it be?Maybe it's really like what I said, a trickle of thoughts merges into a river.

"Maybe we never matured

I don't know yet, I'm getting old
Although it is still alive in my heart

young people."

The lyrics seem to slow down at this time, slowly accumulating emotions.But that strong feeling did not dissipate. Even the memories in the eyes of my father sitting aside were like fireflies flying in the space of the cab.

He even felt a little trembling in his heart.

No, it may not be just in his heart, because this thought is completely uncontrollable. He tried to habitually smoke a cigarette, but suddenly realized that he was still in the car, but after a pause, he chose to open the car window .

It's okay to breathe.

A slightly louder voice from the outside came in, but it did not cause much disturbance to the two of them.

Because before listening to the song, maybe everyone still has a lot of things to think about.Including work, including quarrels, including how to discuss these things with my mother when I go home for a while, but everything is not important at this time.

The story in the lyrics seems to come alive, flashing scenes of memories, changing different colors in the long river of thoughts and falling apart in an instant.It was as if something was aroused in an instant and hidden in the river, but it was clearly me who sang by feeling.

What does it feel like?
When a person is middle-aged, another young man tells a summary of his past.

"Didi." The occasional sound of a horn in the distance reminded him that he was not flipping through his diary when he was young, but that he was still on the road full of traffic and was on his way home with his children.

"." Even turning his head, he could see Fang Yuanzheng's emotional expression, and those true feelings were reflected on his face one by one.

But it definitely felt as deep as my father did at this time.

The father is not born to be a father, he also grows up slowly from a young man along with the birth of the child.This growth may have occupied a large part of the rest of his life, but regardless of the identity of his father
Fang Jianmin couldn't help letting go of his hands, and fell down to hold the steering wheel tightly.

Maybe it's because I'm immature, and it's true that I haven't figured out many things yet, and I'm already getting old.

Then I could only listen to the person on the screen singing with a slightly clearer voice: "Because of anxiety, I look back frequently

Asking ignorantly, ashamed to ask for help
Climb tirelessly, every hill! "

So someone was in the car again, and he really felt a little goosebumps.

what is this?
How could such a thing happen?Father turned to look at the screen, the young man on it looked normal, like a fake one, but why did he sing?
Was it someone else who wrote it for him?

Then he quickly denied this statement, because he said it just now when his son introduced him, which seems to be
The solo track that sings original works.

In the blink of an eye, many thoughts flashed through him, but only at that moment, because Han Sheng quickly sang:

"Across the hills, though white-headed
Chatting endlessly, the sadness I give from time to time

Not yet wished to see immortality
Just lose yourself first."

Neither the voice nor the emotions were that strong, but even so, he seemed a little emotional.

"Over the hills, only to find no one waiting

Chatting endlessly, can never call back tenderness
Why can't I remember who gave me the last hug

at what time."

"The Hill" is a song that certainly not everyone likes it, but maybe someone with some experience will like it.

Yes, it is experience, not age.

Maybe sometimes, age is not something that makes people mature, experience is.That's why there are professors who have lived in ivory towers all their lives and made some ridiculous remarks; there are also young children from single-parent families who are indescribably sensible.

"Didi." Another burst of horn sounded.

But this time it didn't come out from a distance, but the time for the traffic light is up, and it's time to move forward.

My home is not far away. After passing this traffic light, turn left, turn right after a short drive, and you will soon arrive at the parking garage downstairs.But the speed of the car seemed to be slower, as if it was hoped that the time would be longer.

"I didn't try to hide it, and I didn't mean to make you sad
How many times have we been drunk

Curse that life is too short, I regret seeing each other late

It doesn't matter if you let a woman cry out her makeup."

At this point, other instruments were finally added to the music, and the mood became fuller.

Turning around, my father didn't have so many romantic pasts when he was young. Speaking of which, he had heard about Li Zongsheng's past, and felt very emotional at the time:
What, to write such an affectionate song, was written under such circumstances?

What a scumbag.
But in this song, he seemed to feel a thing or two, but he felt more like cursing that life is too short, and regretting seeing each other too late.

It just spoke to his heart now.

But what's even better is that in the next paragraph, the lyrics seem to have only changed a little bit, and it becomes:

"Try hard but still don't understand, young people around you."

So I finally admitted this from the bottom of my heart. From the beginning, I boasted that I was still a young person at heart, but when I discussed it with a real young person, I found that it was difficult to understand the other person’s thoughts:

Isn't this the same as his current situation with his son?
This young singer simply grasped the entire context of emotional advancement and continued to advance: "Just find a reason for yourself."
The teasing of love, the control of fate

Fight back beyond self-control until death

I have crossed the hills, although my head has turned white"

The passionate drums sounded, and the accompanying harmony also sounded, and it felt like it was really pulled to a high point in an instant.

But this time, it was Fang Yuan who was pleasantly surprised to discover:

The harmony was actually sung by Li Zongsheng.

He had been listening just now, although it was difficult to fully understand, but that kind of direct communication was hard to refuse, and he had never experienced it before.The only thing that is a bit inconsistent is that Han Sheng is still too young.

But yes, young.

Fang Yuanzheng has heard many people sing many songs, singing about his own life.

Some are young, some are old, some are calm and some are exaggerated, but never before have I heard such a long story as light as a fish swimming in the sound of one person's guitar.It's like running from a clear source to the turbulent middle reaches and accelerating, and then finally gathering everything together and rushing towards the turbulent estuary.
And the addition of Li Zongsheng's harmony is the salty sea water, which makes up for the feeling of those years.

Then blend into an unrivaled spectacle.

"." He felt incomparably that his father would like it, because this angle is from the middle-aged or even older perspective.

It's just that my father seems to have remained silent.

But this is not normal.

It's almost time to drive home, and I have to change the account of going back to my mother no matter what.And this expression does not seem to be listening to the music, or it is a feeling, Fang Yuanzheng is sure of this feeling.

It's like they're all melted in, immersed in the song.

In this cab, there are only young past events, old memories, and more surging stories.

"To love's provocative destiny
Fight back beyond self-control until death
Why can't I remember who gave me the last hug

at what time."

Then the singing slowly ended, and the car finally drove all the way to the parking lot and stopped steadily.When the lights came on, Fang Yuanzheng finally confirmed what he was thinking: because his father's hand holding the steering wheel was a little white, and when he lifted it up, it even left a shallow water stain.

There was none just now, but it took less than 10 minutes to run from the traffic light to here just now, and it was only a few kilometers.

That is definitely not caused by driving too tired.

"Dad?" Fang Yuan was asking tentatively.

"Huh? What's the matter?" Fang Jianmin asked.

Fang Yuanzheng paused for a moment: "It's okay, just how did you get here, why don't you get out of the car?"

"Ah, oh, it's here." Fang Jianmin unbuckled his seat belt and was about to get up, but he sat back suddenly and said, "Your live broadcast, can you play it backwards? Forget it, but when you go back later, remember to download this song for me The song is ready."

It may take a while before the song is online, so more people continue to watch the live broadcast of "Tomorrow's Son".

The atmosphere at the scene was not as long aftertaste as the father and son in the car:

Although that's the best way to appreciate it.

"Is it over?"

Ke Gongsun looked at the stage, both relieved and lost.

He is a well-known musician temporarily invited by the program group, but he had no interest in listening to "The Hill" for most of the first half of the show.

From the first sentence he spoke, he was completely unable to calm down.

The madness in the eyes hinted that this was just a young man, but the ears told him that all the lyrics were so true, so the whole was like a light in a storm, even if the wind was strong and the rain was violent, he could still see clearly.

hills, hills
Like most listeners, he never thought about his job and forgot to comment on current affairs.

Ke Gongsun felt as if he was in a long-lost reunion, met a senior and told his own story, and also seemed to have reached the next stage of life, and heard many answers.

"No, no!" He himself couldn't believe it.

Because, he is the one who holds the opposing view.

That is to say, he questioned Mao Buyi on the Internet before, so he naturally dismissed Han Sheng's statement, at least he didn't believe it.

Yes, it's the kind of "Although I think these things you said are farts, but I understand that you are also trying to protect your own students for a living, and I can't afford to offend you, so in the end I will shut up no matter what." mouth" feeling.

So Ke Gongsun doesn't believe that any young people can write this kind of song, he doesn't believe it
The premise was before he heard the song.

"Wow! Wow! Wow!!!"

At the scene, Zhang Dada shouted exaggeratedly, and Ke Gongsun naturally would not ignore his tear-stained face under the light.Ha, I don't know if it happened again yesterday, but he has no time to take care of it.

Last time, he could steal the attention of the female singer he brought.

This time, there is definitely no chance.

Because this time the protagonist can only be Han Sheng, only him.

From the beginning to the end of this song, Ke Gongsun could no longer refute it in other words.His preconceived ideas collapsed, that is to say, all his previous paranoia disappeared, because he found that many things and many people were not what he imagined at all.

Such as Han Sheng, such as "The Hill".

The lights of the stage were turned on again, and all the light reflected on the person on the stage.

It seems that there is brilliance circulating on the stage, and those floating singing voices seem to continue in my mind.With these singing voices, they continue to dig holes in Ke Gongsun's hardened heart.

"Thank you everyone, I don't think there is any need to make such an evaluation. The song should be liked by everyone."

On the stage, Yang Function directly commented on Han Sheng's song just now, and his level has improved a lot.

Han Sheng is still in that cautious posture, saying that this song is a response, and that the song does not distinguish between high and low, and the most important thing is that everyone likes it.

Even Hua Chenyu could only hold back a few words of praise and a hint of panic.

Yes, it should be panic.

Ke Gongsun was sure that he had never seen this kind of emotion appear on his face when he was watching the game before.Even Han Sheng is well-known, but Hua Chenyu also has his own strengths and accumulation, so he is very calm.

Because he debuted for several years, he has already understood his bottom line for newcomers - it's only been more than a year, let's wait and see, I see a lot of young and famous people, what will happen in the future?It might not be possible to go that far all the time, especially since this guy's film and television industry has exploded recently, he might change careers.

Just wait and see, who knows what will happen in the future?Who knows what will happen to the accumulation in the future, he still has a long life, he will concentrate on making music, and he will have more advantages in the second half of his life, so the answer is not certain.

As a result, today, Han Sheng may have spoiled the answer in advance.

As a result, he had never looked at Han Sheng like this before, and couldn't help but feel like he was looking at a series of buildings.
Impassable hills.

　Thank you for the 100 point reward I am a poor ghost.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)