Roaming In The World Of Film And Television.

Chapter 577 My name is Sun Tong, I like you

Lin Yue took off the coat he was wearing and stuffed it into Sun Tong’s arms. He found the master who was in charge of the musical instrument and asked for an electric guitar with a blue and white background, and walked straight to the exit.

“You… are you going to perform on stage?”

Lin Yue glanced at her and said, “They don’t want to perform on stage, I understand. But I have a song to sing, I have something to say, and…I can’t sorry the audience who came from afar to support the sewing machine band.”

Sun Tong stared into his eyes, chuckled, stretched out his hands, and raised two thumbs: “Come on.”

Lin Yue nodded, walked forward with the guitar, and said a few words to the staff at the exit, facing several stunned gazes, and boarded the stage without looking back.

Backstage in the studio, the director did not instruct the staff to interrupt the recording. Instead, he asked the lighting engineer to give Lin Yue a follow-up light and follow his footsteps.

The colors on the curtain wall kept changing, the stars flickered, and the moon was like water. The audience below saw him coming to the stage alone, and they couldn’t help but look at each other, wondering what happened.

Everyone knows that there are five people in the Sewing Machine Band, but how come only the drummer is here?

Lin Yue walked to the microphone in the center of the stage with the guitar in his arms, and looked at the music senior who was sitting in the guest seat and the silent auditorium.

“Sorry, there was something wrong with the band temporarily. The other members were unable to be there for a while. The comrades in the column group asked me if I wanted to cancel the performance. I thought about it and asked them to give me a chance to come here. Fans sing a song. On September 30th, the Sewing Machine Band failed many people’s expectations, but today, even if I am alone, I have to finish it. Because apart from personal interests and ideals, it must be for the audience and fans. Responsible, this is the duty of being a public figure.”

Slap~

Slap~slap~slap~

It started with sporadic applause, and then fermented into a wave.

Several guests looked at each other and nodded with a smile.

Apart from other things, Lin Yue’s responsibility and sense of responsibility are worthy of recognition.

“Today I bring a new song, I hope everyone will like it.”

He took a deep breath and slung the guitar around his neck, pressing the fingers of his left hand against the fingerboard, and plucking the strings of his right hand.

I have been blown through my chest by countless cold winds.

I was once by a distant dream ~ forced me to look up at the stars.

I have been ridiculed by countless people ~ let me give up my music dream.

I have been buried by countless loess ~ my surging surgings.

The voice of my song I ever wanted ~ the endless sinking touch.

I used to think of them as the rainbow after my storm.

I once lost all the reasons for the depravity to time.

I once threw the opportunity in front of my eyes.

I once smashed a complete mirror~ The pillows at night are full of tears.

I want to make the past come over again~ Give me another chance.

I want to talk about the past time~ I don’t do anyone.

In addition to empty talk~ that is, everything is wrong.

…

The singing goes away.

Lin Yue let go of the hand holding the guitar and exhaled the turbid air in his lungs.

Wow~

There was thunderous applause.

A little girl waving a light stick in the front row said loudly, “You sing really well.”

Even if there is no systematic accompaniment, only the simplest guitar accompaniment can be heard fascinatingly.

“thanks, thanks.”

Lin Yue held the microphone and thanked the audience.

After a while, the applause faded. Ms. Han Hong, who was sitting in the guest seat below, glanced at the program schedule she was holding and said: “Mr. Lin, I found that this song is not on the program schedule. You should have chosen it temporarily, right? I’m curious as to what made you decide to sing it without the accompaniment of the band. You should know that if you have the right accompaniment, this song sounds much more moving.”

Lin Yue turned her head, looked at her and said, “There is a situation that I think everyone knows. In fact, many music agents have more or less experience of playing music when they are young. Remember the years in college. I was going to form a band with a few close friends. At that time, I dreamed of debuting, making money, becoming famous, and having a concert, but then I gave up due to practical reasons. After graduating from college, I came to BJ as an agent and stayed here. For eight years, my daily work has been to discover musicians, to please my boss, to ask grandpa and grandma to seek cooperation and various resources. In the workplace, I think about how to take shortcuts to help musicians become famous. In Life, I am anxious about rising housing prices every day. I don’t know when I can have an owner in this city. Gradually, only success is left in my eyes, because there is a saying that Beishangguang doesn’t believe in tears. People will only remember the people in the spotlight, the darkness. It doesn’t matter who or who is behind, they are all the same.”

He paused and said: “Until I went to Ji’an, I met the people from the sewing machine band in that small border town, Hu Liang, Lao Yang, Xixi Xiaomei, Ding Jianguo, and the flagship of the Bangjiawei chain aircraft carrier. The old grandson of the commissary and his daughter, Sun Tong, met them and took up drumsticks to fill the band’s vacancies and become musicians. When I was with them, I found myself very relaxed and never Anxious about the morning sun, I will not be alone in the sunset. It seems that I did not discover them, but they helped me to relive the past and find the impulse, passion, friendship, and ideals I had once had. However, when the band came out of the small town and came BJ, I found that I became the forest broker who was eager for quick success, but just now, when I knew that they would not be able to come, and the hard work these days would be wasted, I suddenly figured it out…BJ, I didn’t belong here before. I won’t belong here in the future, so let’s say goodbye to this city with a song “I Zeng” written in Ji’an.”

“Mr. Lin, I like your song, support your decision, and admire your personality.”

Bang bang bang.

Han Hong applauded very seriously.

Her applause drove the rest of the guests, and then the audience.

Wow~

There was thunderous applause, and some people secretly wiped their tears.

Lin Yue’s words are sincere, and more importantly, they carry the mentality and recognition of countless beijing drifters.

In the backstage of the studio, the video editor looked at the director with inquiries.

“Look at what I’m doing? Don’t cut it for a second.”

The director murmured: “It’s great, it’s great!”

He dared to pat his chest to guarantee that this program will be popular…No, it should be said that it will become the most acclaimed issue of “Music You Me He” since its launch.

Other participants came to the stage either to be miserable or to fight for background, but Lin Yue was different, singing with true feelings and speaking honestly, which was the most moving thing.

At the front desk, Lin Yue leaned close to the microphone and said thank you twice, bowed to the audience, and walked towards the exit with his guitar in the prolonged applause.

Several staff members stood behind the curtain and gestured at him, meaning it was awesome.

Lin Yue nodded, handed the guitar to a person, asked the other person to send it to the wind instrument master, then opened the door of the rest room outside the dressing room and walked in.

The TV on the opposite side of the sofa is connected to the camera, so you can see what’s happening on the stage.

When he came in, Sun Tong was already up from the sofa.

“How is it?” He looked at the girl in front of him who accompanied him to the end: “Am I doing well?”

Sun Tong didn’t speak, and suddenly rushed over, put his arm around his neck and kissed him.

She tried so hard, it was almost suffocating.

She put her fingers in his hair, and the shape she had carefully grasped before going on stage became a mess.