happy looking back

The lace dress made her proud little face flush.

"I didn't think about it." This is the truth. I thought there was a teacher reminding me that I just need to give full play on the stage.But in front of it, the game is in full swing, but here we are blind.Although there are some opinions, there is no complaint. Children's Day is a children's day. Since it is a children's game, it should be out of the remote control of adults.

"My mother said that Dayong, you are the youngest, and you don't compete with others in hard work -- er, that's all." Gu Lingling frowned and thought hard, but couldn't think of a reason.

"! I know!" I understand that Gu Shitailiang has worked so hard that my youngest age is the greatest weakness and the greatest opportunity.Fighting "guy things" in the first game often makes people ignore my age and makes the games more difficult afterward.The most important thing is that my basic skills are really not as good as those kids who practice in winter and summer in summer.

"Old Gu—did the teacher say anything about me~~~" Lolita Aloe asked with a rather reluctant expression, then lowered her head and stepped on her right foot to play "shyness".

"As long as you don't speak up and try your best to perform and pass the test, it's still barely enough." Gu Lingling felt "ashamed and angry" at her own compromise, but she couldn't help but feel a little "proud" at the critical moment of taking care of the overall situation.So this little girl with a complicated mind, like a commander on the battlefield, gave important instructions from her superiors to the somewhat "tragic" little radish heads.

"Is kid 009 ready?" A beautiful girl walked into the dressing room. Her sweet voice and sincere attitude immediately won the love of all the little carrots present.

"!" I stood in front of the mirror and looked at the little pink doll inside. Nuanyu's skin was soft and lubricated, her jet-black soft hair showed a circle of milky white halo under the strong light Slightly fluttering pink lips like petals are moist with water.

"Angel, please sign for me!" Meiliyi took out a book and pen from nowhere and handed them to me, looking at me with hot eyes.

"Ah~~~" Sign!I was a little blushing and I did that at the airport, but I didn't get a lot of scolding because of the advantage of my tongue.Looking at Meiliyi in front of me, Xiao Na's sincere eyes showed infinite love, and she couldn't bear to reject such a girl.I could only be "ashamed" to take the pen and Ben wrote the words "Ge Dayong" on it flamboyantly.

I never imagined that 20 years later this autograph would come back to me again. On the eve of Hong Kong's return in 1997, this once beautiful and innocent girl was already a mother of three children.Husband's company went bankrupt and owed a huge amount of debt. Seeing that life was in a desperate situation, Yixiao took out this precious first autograph and asked for it to be auctioned. In the end, it was bought by an investment giant with astronomical sums, and Yixiao's family paid off the debt. Her husband made a comeback again. .

"! I will definitely keep it well!" Yi Xiao carefully closed the book and hugged her tightly in her arms, with a smile on her face like a blooming flower.

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"Ah! Come with me, it's the baby angel's turn soon!" The hostess was so shocked that she turned pale, and hurriedly took me all the way to the monitoring room.

"Yes—I'm sorry!" As soon as she rushed into the monitoring room, the beautiful hostess bowed ninety degrees of shame and apologized.And I was attracted by the various musical instruments and red, green, and green monitoring equipment in the huge room. There was no computer monitor for on-site monitoring, but through the large transparent glass opposite, I could clearly see the brightly lit stage outside and the densely packed audience.

It is designed in a three-layer ring, and the stars support the entire stage like a moon.The violin player on the stage ended a song, and countless palms in the audience rose and fell like waves, but there was no sound at all standing in the monitoring room.

"Nervous?" A joking voice suddenly broke into my ears, making me stiff.Raising his head suddenly, he saw a young man sitting next to an electronic piano slowly taking off the thick earphones on his ears, and then tuned the volume as if no one was there.That ordinary to featureless face always had a lazy expression on it, and only the slightly raised lip line showed the man's unruly and crazy attitude.

"Yes—somewhat!" I stared blankly at the man with a unique temperament in front of me. I seemed to have seen him somewhere before.But I searched all the acquaintances in my mind, but there was no result.

"I don't have my own musical instrument, so I can pick whatever I want here!" The undisciplined man seemed satisfied with my outspokenness, squinting his drowsy eyes and glanced at the many musical instruments beside him.The other staff looked at me and the lazy man in astonishment, and seemed surprised that the man was "generous".

"I want to sing~~~" I am a little embarrassed, there is no music score, no lyrics, how can he accompany it? !Should I consider another solution, or just sing a cappella? !

"Hmph!" Hearing my request, the man's body stiffened slightly, but in the next second his drowsy eyes shot out a fiery brilliance.Just like a person who is obsessed with medical skills, when he hears that all doctors are helpless with intractable diseases, he is so excited that he is ready to move.

"La la la la la la ~~~, la la la la ~~~" Following the rhythm, the man's hands beat slowly and suddenly, softly and violently on the black and white keys.His fingers are slender, with well-defined joints, and the fair skin on the back of his hands is very different from the slightly bronzed skin on his face.Although he is not as graceful as Qianqian, the principal of Liang Chengping, he has his unique charm.

I can't believe that someone can play a song that I have only heard once like a tape recorder. It is impossible for someone with such accomplishments to be unknown.Turn over the long-lost memory, the talented Hong Kong musicians in the 70s!Could it be him!

Looking at the man in front of him who seems to be silent in the music sky, his hands and ten fingers are wandering in this black and white world like elves.The long hair jumped and swayed with the rhythm, and the expression on the face was excited and enjoyed more, but it was the love engraved in the blood.A generation of music genius Huang Qi, his life and his music dream are like shooting stars across the night, dazzling but short-lived.A great talent who left behind classic songs for future generations, but died of drug overdose in the early 80s.

"Crack! Take him to get ready to play!" The handsome man snapped his fingers, commanding him to stand aside as a maid, Miss Etiquette, and lead me into the arena.But his attention still stayed on the impromptu "sketch" just now, and the lazy expression on his face became weird, crazy and enthusiastic.

I don't understand what caused this strange music star to take drugs. There are many versions circulated in the 21st century. He was trapped by love, depressed, and lived a hard life. In short, he did die because people avoided him like a snake. poison.When Miss Manners led me out of the monitoring room, I suddenly had a thought: If he didn't die, would there be a second Stevie Wonder among them?

"Music shouldn't always be sad and decadent. Chinese songs should be exciting, open-minded, warm and sweet, what do you think?" I turned my head and smiled and looked at the man who suddenly raised his head in front of me. There was a flash of shock in my dark eyes, which shocked him The whole person was stunned on the spot like a statue.

Huang Qi's late works are without exception full of sadness and self-defeating decadence. Although this is the mainstream consciousness of social appreciation, why can't such a talented musician turn the tide and turn the tide!Why not be a great soul of music!

The busy staff beside me looked at me blankly as if someone had cast a spell on them, and I knew how incredible my words and actions were.But if the 21st century can produce one of the outstanding musicians who won the Grammy Music Award and won the Nobel Peace Prize in one fell swoop, then it would be worth my painstaking efforts to exhort today.

"Let's go!" I have tried my best to be able to do it. Whether I can change the trajectory of my destiny is often only a matter of a person's thought.

The moment I walked straight out of the gate of the monitoring room, warm applause and cheers swept over like a heat wave. These did not belong to me, and my war was about to begin.I pressed my hands tightly to my chest and my heart was beating violently. I couldn't tell whether it was stage fright or excitement.

"En!" The hostess stared at me calmly walking past her eyes, hiding all the shock and disbelief on her face, and clenched her fists excitedly in front of her chest, shouting loudly, "Wait for me!"

"It's a very interesting little thing~~~" Behind me, I couldn't see, the lazy man touched his chin and tied his short beard, smiled meaningfully, and looked quietly into the abyss leading to the stage.

"Please invite our child No. 009!" The host called out my number provocatively, and the deafening applause from the audience made my blood rush straight to my forehead, and faint sweat trickled down my forehead and hairline.

"Come on!" Miss Etiquette's beautiful Danfeng eyes flashed sincere trust and encouragement, and she swung her snow-white powder fist forcefully, with a burst of refreshing mint fragrance.Close your eyes, take a deep breath, and then exhale slowly, so that the tension seems to be jumping out of the chest and the heart gradually quiets down.

"Thank you!" This is my battlefield, and I will fight for honor!

The moment I walked into the stage, the intensely shining beams hurt my eyes.I couldn't see anything clearly in this hazy and intertwined beam of light, only applause and cheers filled my eardrums.

"It turns out that the child No. 009 is our 'baby angel'. I believe that all the guests and judges here must be looking forward to it. What kind of surprise will the youngest 'baby angel' bring us? Of course, there will never be a part-time reporter who suddenly makes trouble here~~ ~" The host with the mustache did not forget to tease the amateur reporter at the airport, causing the audience to burst into laughter, and the atmosphere evoked a small climax before the show even started.

"According to the usual practice, the contestants introduce themselves first." The mustache host handed the microphone to me, intending to leave the stage and give me the stage.Just turned around and took a step, and turned back, "If the baby has any needs, you can call uncle at any time, and uncle will always stand behind the 'angel baby'~~~"

The host with the mustache is serious on purpose