king vs king

Wang Wei didn't mention this little conflict to Wang Si, firstly, he didn't want to tell him these troubles, and secondly, he was too busy to take care of it.

Another music program finalized earlier started recording. Wang Wei participated as a music instructor. After "Singer", many music programs on TV stations offered him an olive branch, and most of them asked him to do it. teacher, tutor.

He Fei took all these and asked him for his opinion. He felt very guilty about it. He had only debuted for four years, so how could he have the qualifications to be someone else's teacher?What's more, the other guests are all real senior teachers who have been in the music world for ten or twenty years. They put themselves on the same level as others, not to mention attracting attention, even he himself is embarrassed.

So in the end, after picking and choosing, this "Singing and Composing Partner" was selected. The mentors were all idol singers with similar qualifications as Wang Wei, and the contestants were some little-known folk singers, underground bands, independent singers, etc. As musicians, the appeal of idol singers and the freshness of contestants are a win-win situation.

Of course, there is another key reason - Yang Yongyi is also one of the mentors.

The biggest winner of the fifth season of "The Singer" is probably Yang Yongyi. After studying professionally in Korea for three years, both the performance of variety shows and the level of singing and writing are obvious to all in the show. This wave of popularity can be called a lucrative bowl It's full - the real bowl is full. The new album "Fake Wenqing" released after the show ended, although it was released in November, its sales volume is still in the top three of the year.

Wang Wei was not wary of this competitor, but he was full of admiration and admiration. Yang Yongyi also felt a sense of heroism towards Wang Wei. During the recording, the two often studied and discussed the skills and experience of writing and singing songs together. Although both the market positioning and the company's attitude should be opposite, the two have formed a very close friendship.

It's just that Yang Yongyi's workload skyrocketed after the show ended, and Wang Wei was living deep in his wounds and focused on falling in love. The two hadn't seen each other for a long time. This time they worked together again. They finally met again at the script discussion meeting. Both of them were very excited. After the meeting ended They ran to Yang Yongyi's recording studio and played together until midnight.

Wang Si was jealous of Yang Yongyi at the beginning, but now he doesn't take it seriously.For Wang Wei's music career, all he can do is appreciate it, but Yang Yongyi is his bosom friend, just like he can chat with Feng Lin and Sun Xuefei about scripts and performances, but Wang Wei can't answer the conversation, he knows that he is jealous because of this It's just too childish.

What's more, the film is about to wrap up, and he is too busy with his own work, let alone who Wang Wei goes to play music with.

"Your "Fake Wenqing" is really awesome. Teacher Liang asked me to learn to write that kind of song. I lost my hair in handfuls and I couldn't write it." Wang Wei rested his head on his hands Leaning on the chair, "How on earth did you write it?"

Yang Yongyi smiled slightly and said, "I wrote this song for ten years, do you believe it?"

"Ten years?" Wang Wei was puzzled for a moment.

Yang Yongyi raised his neck, as if he was recalling the distant past: "When I was in middle school, I claimed to be a young man of literature and art, and wrote a lot of sad and cynical songs - it must be very naive to listen to it now, but back then I I thought it was awesome, and when I finished writing it, I sang it to the girls in our class holding the guitar, and the girls in our class also thought it was awesome."

Wang Wei couldn't help laughing, as if seeing Yang Yongyi with big bangs and a school uniform holding a guitar.

"I wrote a song at the time, and I just scolded those pop songs, thinking they were all rubbish. I am the only one who is literary and artistic. I am the real art. Idol singers are shit. I am the real literary youth."

Wang Wei smiled and nodded repeatedly, fully understanding what he meant.

"Later, I grew up slowly, experienced many things, and my mentality gradually changed. I found that I was actually ridiculous at the beginning. I really didn't understand anything, but I was simple and serious. Then I was in that song. On the basis of the basics, it was slowly modified, little by little, and finally from the opposite angle, it not only mocked pop music, but also laughed at myself back then."

"Hmm..." Wang Wei frowned slightly, "Then you mean that your success cannot be replicated!"

Yang Yongyi laughed twice and said: "I don't think this is a success, and this is not the point I am talking about. What I want to say is that every song I write is based on my experience in life. To sum it up, you said that Teacher Liang asked you to write such a song, but you don’t have this kind of experience, so no matter how you write it, it will be very blunt.”

Wang Wei hurriedly said: "That's right! That's what it means! I've never been a Wenqing, and I don't have such a feeling at all. I definitely can't write it!"

Yang Yongyi rolled his eyes and said, "But your writing is really good, you must have felt it?"

Wang Wei was taken aback for a moment, then hurriedly laughed again: "Hi! Who hasn't been in a relationship yet!"

Yang Yongyi smiled and said: "Actually, I think your voice and previous image positioning are quite suitable for singing love songs. Why do you have to change?"

Wang Wei shrugged his shoulders and said, "My albums are not as good as the other ones. The market has long been tired of it. I have to switch. If I continue to sing, no one will listen to it."

Yang Yongyi listened, sighed softly, and said: "People can't help themselves in the Jianghu. In fact, many of the songs I sing now are not my favorite, especially those few dance songs. You know, I don't like it at all. Dancing, but I had to learn it when I was in Korea, and I have to show off this as my specialty when I come back. What I want to do most is to sing some slow songs affectionately like you, and others will appreciate it. But my vocal is too Weak, can't do it."

After hearing this, Wang Wei said, "Don't say that, in fact, you are much better than me. You see, you dream of music, right. After studying this major, you went to Korea for further studies. Now you can sing your own songs. Singing, although there are some things you don’t like, but who can do everything well? Look at me, I’m at most a hobby of singing, but in fact I don’t have any dreams to pursue, and I’ve been confused until now, I really want to be serious It is really painful to do something only to find that you are not capable enough.”

The two talked to each other, and the topic gradually became heavy. In the end, they lost all energy. They even felt that the value of life was hopeless, and they almost cried with each other. With the atmosphere of chasing the rising sun with his life, he managed to salvage the situation a little bit, and left the venue with their own concerns.

After returning home, Wang Wei lay on the bed for a long time unable to fall asleep. Looking at the time, it was four o'clock in the morning. Wang Si could not be disturbed at this time. After tossing and turning for a long time, he finally got out of bed and ran to the piano. Suddenly, he felt inspired like a diabetes insipidus. It surged, and paragraphs and paragraphs of lyrics and melodies poured down from the tip of the pen and fingertips.

Wang Wei himself felt a little unbelievable, like a dream, as if he was floating in the air watching another passionate creation of himself.

Then he woke up and realized that it was really a dream.

But the lyrics and melody of the dream just now seemed to be still in his mind, he jumped out of bed desperately, and hurriedly recorded the remaining dreams, feeling in a trance for a while, and a new inspiration burst out for a while, just like that He worked like a demon until dawn, and finally finished a new song. He breathed a sigh of relief, and then sneezed seven or eight times in a row, only to realize that he was naked when he got off the bed, and his calves were cold. Cramped.So he hurried back to the bed again, and as soon as he touched the pillow, he didn't know anything.

It was near dusk that Wang Wei was woken up by the phone. When he saw that it was Zhu Jiameng, he was still a little dazed.

"Hello, Jiameng?—Ah Choo!"

"Brother Wei, Brother Si is in the hospital."

"Ah?!" Wang Wei woke up immediately, "What's wrong with him?!"

"It's okay, it's okay, don't worry, pancreatitis, it doesn't matter."

"Pancreatitis?" Wang Wei was a little confused again. He had never heard of Wang Si having such a medical history.

"Because I was filming the last scene, I ate too much... so... it's not serious, but it may take about a week. Let me tell you, don't worry."

"Uh..." Wang Wei felt dizzy as if he was having a hangover, "What about others?"

"I fell asleep after transfusion."

"Oh..." Wang Wei didn't know what to say, and then sneezed again.

"I'll write to you when Brother Si wakes up, you can go about your own business first, I'm here, don't worry."

"Okay...thank you..."

After hanging up the phone, Wang Wei was in a daze for a long time, and then opened the browser to search for pancreatitis-related content. The more he looked, the more scary he became, so he quickly called Yang Xiaoxu.

"Hurry up and book me the nearest ticket to K City."

"Are you looking for Sige again?"

"Well, hurry up, I'm leaving for the airport now."

"Today? But you still have the Thousand Feathers Award to participate in tomorrow!"

Wang Wei was taken aback: "Is the Thousand Feathers Award tomorrow?"

"Yeah, didn't you still talk about being able to sing to Sige on the spot?"

Wang Wei came to a sudden, tomorrow's Thousand Feathers Awards and their "Fox's Repayment" will be attended by the main creators of the crew. He is still a guest performer. Wang Si was originally filmed today, and he plans to go directly to the awards ceremony tomorrow. The two haven't seen each other for another month. , all pointing to the reunion at the scene.

"We can see each other tomorrow, why do we have to go today? Is it so unbearable?" Yang Xiaoxu said with a hint of teasing in his tone.

"What?" Wang Wei frowned, "Wang Si was hospitalized with pancreatitis."

"Ah?" Yang Xiaoxu didn't expect this step either.

"So I have to go, you should book tickets quickly."

"No, no, you are going to the ceremony tomorrow, what should you do?"

"Is the ceremony more important than the daughter-in-law?! Hurry up!"

"..."

Ten minutes later, Wang Wei was about to go out when he received a call from He Fei.

"Are you going to rebel again?"

"what……?"

"A pancreatitis, nothing happened, don't need to be so gentle and considerate."

"Uh……"

"He is hospitalized, so he can no longer participate. If you don't go, we Xia Xin people won't have to win the Thousand Feather Award anymore, right?"

"I……"

"I've already asked Jia Lianyu, there's no need for surgery or surgery, just fasting, infusion, and rest. After two days, I'll be transferred back to city B. How do you want to stay with me? Can you save me some time?"

"Oh……"

"Be honest, don't be late tomorrow."

"Um……"

"What happened to your voice?"

"Ok?"

"cold?"

"Ah...a little..." Wang Wei sniffed as he spoke.

"Take your medicine quickly, don't affect your participation in activities and performances tomorrow."

"hold head high……"

Wang Si woke up leisurely, only felt cramps in his abdomen, and even his back throbbed, and couldn't help but groan.

Zhu Jiameng was communicating with various media at the side, and put down her phone as soon as she heard the movement, "Brother Si, how do you feel?"

"It still... hurts... can the doctor prescribe some painkillers?"

Zhu Jiameng glanced at the hanging bottle and said, "There is already a pain reliever here. The doctor said that the effect will not be so fast, and it will be relieved slowly."

Wang Si lamented, wanting to move around and change his posture, feeling more and more stomach ache, and muttered in a low voice, "I knew I wouldn't be so sincere."

Zhu Jiameng comforted: "At any rate, it's the last scene...At any rate, Director Chen passed it too..."

It was his finale scene that caused Wang Si to be hospitalized. He lost everything because of the wrong pay for his self-righteous feelings. The role played by Wang Si had to eat hot pot crazily by himself. There were no lines. The performance was to perform emotions while eating. Repression converges to collapse and release, and finally returns to the state of repression again.

In order to meet Director Chen's requirements, Wang Si did not know how many reshoots were made, each of which was a real nonsense, and the more emotionally broken the performance became, the more natural it was - because it was so broken that it couldn't be eaten anymore.

In the end, they finally passed, and everyone offered a cake to express their congratulations. Wang Si glanced at the cake, turned his head and rushed to the toilet to vomit, and then suffered from unbearable abdominal pain and had to be sent to the hospital. He was diagnosed with acute pancreatitis caused by overeating and gallstones. , must fast and 24 hours infusion therapy.

Exhausted, Wang Si fell into a coma. Director Chen and many leading actors and crew members came to visit one after another, and the media from all walks of life also heard about it. Zhu Jiameng notified Jia Lianyu and responded properly one by one, so that Wang Si could sleep well. I fell asleep.

"Damn it!" Wang Si suddenly realized, "Isn't there still a Thousand Feathers Award to participate in tomorrow!"

Zhu Jiameng smiled wryly: "Don't think about it, just get well."

Wang Si was extremely annoyed: "It's been so many years, it's so easy to get into the Thousand Feathers Award, and I just missed it. Jia Ge also said that my Best Supporting Actor this time is very interesting!"

Zhu Jiameng smiled and said: "In the future, there will be opportunities, what is the best supporting actor? When "Wang Yijun" comes out, I will go to win the best actor next year!"

Although Wang Si heard that it was useful, he shook his head and said: "Forget it, it is a great honor to be nominated for the Thousand Feathers Award, and it is also the best actor... I guess tomorrow this time it might be My only chance to get in, it's gone."

Zhu Jiameng hurriedly said: "What are you talking about, you have only debuted for a few years? The road is long! You see, there are many senior and old actors who win awards!"

After hearing this, Wang Si felt that the topic was meaningless, so he changed his mind and asked, "Does Wang Wei know that I am hospitalized?"

Zhu Jiameng slapped his forehead: "That's right! I even told him that you woke up and told him! Just wait." After saying that, he quickly dialed Wang Wei's number.

"Hello, Jiameng? Wang Si is awake?"

"Well, wake up, I'll give him the phone."

"Hello." Wang Si adjusted his tone as much as possible, but he still couldn't hide his weakness.

"Daughter-in-law! How is it? Does it still hurt?!" Wang Wei was very anxious on the other end of the phone.

"Well..." Wang Si hesitated for a moment, and decided to say: "It doesn't hurt, it's okay, it's just that I ate too much in the last scene, so don't get angry."

"Can I not get angry! I'm so anxious! Sister Fei still won't let me go! You must let me go to tomorrow's Thousand Feather Award! What's the point of you saying I will go! I can't win the prize!" Wang Weiyue said The more excited I was, I sneezed a few times.

Wang Si smiled helplessly, some people can go but they don't want to, some people want to go but they can't. "You should just go for me. Besides, don't you want to perform? Prepare well. ——I hear you have a nasal sound, do you have a cold?"

"It's okay, I caught a cold while writing a song in the middle of the night last night... Sigh... Is there anything I can prepare for, I wanted to sing for you at the scene."

Wang Si smiled, "It's not that I haven't heard it before. If I want to hear it, I'll ask you to sing it when I get home. It would be great to use the piano I bought for you and sing it just for me. —— Thinking about taking medicine."

Wang Wei felt much happier after hearing this, "Well, when you come back to sing for you, I really can't go. During this period of time, there are many award ceremonies, big and small, and the partner will also start recording. Wait for you to transfer to another hospital." When I come back, I will accompany you when I am free."

"Well, don't worry, I'm fine, I'm done, I'll just lie down and rest in the hospital."

"Hey, why do you have so many disasters and disasters? Let's pick a day later and let's go to have a good time."

"Shall I go to burn incense with you? I'm afraid you'll be struck by a thunderbolt if your head is full of filth, and then you'll be on the entertainment and social pages at the same time."

"Hey! You are so sick and crooked and angry at me! When you recover, you can see how I deal with you."

"Well, well, I'm waiting."

Wang Si exhausted all his strength to reassure Wang Wei by acting as if he was all right. He put down the phone, glanced at Zhu Jiameng, didn't even bother to explain, closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep again.