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Chapter 101 Nothing (2)

After the announcer went down, the prelude sounded. There was a band and a children's choir, but they were hidden in the dark, only the stage was lit.

108 singers came onto the stage from both sides. There were too many people and it looked messy. The one who stood up first, poked there and started waving, and then smiled stiffly, showing a feeling of earthworm that had never seen the world from inside to outside.

They have never participated in such a large-scale event, and most of them came with the mentality of joining in the fun. The results evolved over time and were slowly given historical significance.

What Xu Fei saw was horrible, but this is the most real, ever-existing journey of the mainland pop music scene.

It took about a minute for the three rows to stand up, and everyone followed the choir's ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhs singing.

Two and a half minutes later, 17-year-old Zhao Li stepped forward and sang the first line

Thinking of it is so far away...

The little girl combed her doll hair, she is very cute, and she was chosen to sing the first line because of this pure and clean feeling.

And regardless of her young age, she debuted at the age of 15. She was the earliest, most like, and most popular singer who imitated Teresa Teng in the early days of mainland China.

Immediately afterwards, Wei Wei, Chang Kuan, Cheng Fangyuan and others stepped forward one by one, each saying a word.

It's so far away when I think about it, as if it's the past, the unshattered dream is still hidden in my heart...

Chen Xiaoxu was next to Xu Fei, Zhang Li was on the other side, and the rest and others walked away.

After listening to it for a while, she couldn't help but ask, Is this for real?

Lip-sync, what are you thinking?

That's so boring, isn't it a fraud?

This is called the perfect presentation of artistic effects. It is for the sake of our audience. You have to understand the intentions of the leaders.

But isn't singing all practiced? It will be fine if you sing and sing. If you lip-sync, isn't it always at this level?

What nonsense is the truth, let me show you.

Xu Fei looked at it with a telescope for a while, then threw it to her casually.

Chen Xiaoxu lifted it up to look at the stage, and suddenly seemed to have discovered a new world, There is a person in a red dress, ah, is that Cheng Lin?

Where is it? Where is Cheng Lin? Zhang Li hurried over.

That, the one in the red plaid skirt.

The two of them looked at the same camera with one eye, very excited, like meeting an idol.

Cheng Lin is the big name among this group of people, and she sang Little Conch, Beep, Beep...

Except for a few stars like Wang Jieshi, Xie Lisi, Cheng Fangyuan, etc., most of them are singers, but in fact they only have a few famous names, and the audience doesn't quite recognize them.

Let the World Be Filled with Love is a three-part song, divided into three parts.

The third part is: You come, he comes, we come together, in this colorful world, the heart is surging...

The first and last paragraphs may not be known to many people, but the second paragraph is the most familiar one:

Gently hold your face, wipe away your tears, this heart will always belong to you, tell me that I am no longer alone.

Hey, is there a melody?

In short, the song lasted for more than ten minutes. In the third verse, Xu Fei watched Cui Jian perform a moonwalk in the back row. There is also Tao Jin who dances with him. In two years, he will be called the King of Breakdancing.

When the first song ended, the lights dimmed and then brightened, the announcer came on stage, followed by Cheng Fangyuan's Childhood.

The original lyrics and music were all sung by Luo Dayou, who traveled across the ocean to the mainland, but they were taken over and sang, and the singing became popular all over the country, and there was no copyright after it was over.

But in this environment at that time, no one thought it was wrong.

Wow!

good!

call out……

The venue was full of noise, and nearly 20,000 people cheered in unison. Too little entertainment, too little spiritual life, like this kind of large-scale concert, watch one, go back and sing for a lifetime.

Those singers, some sang solo, some sang in threes and twos, and they played and sang by themselves with their guitars in their arms. Chang Kuan had just received a gold medal from abroad. He was full of vigor, closed his eyes, and stretched out his arms, which drew cheers from the audience.

Wei Wei came up with her hair loose, and there was thunderous applause as soon as she made her appearance. Because there are regulations, singers are not allowed to wear shawls. She used to wear it up, but now she has broken through herself.

From the first song, from the first singer, the stadium has never stopped.

Chen Xiaoxu and others were dumbfounded. They were filming Dream of Red Mansions. They have been dealing with the ancients for more than two years. How have they ever seen such a scene?

Can you sit down?

She looked at Xu Fei who got up and stood up, waving his hands and shouting with the audience, and couldn't help tugging at his clothes.

Watching a concert, why don't you watch a concert if you're not excited, worship Buddha?

But……

Next, please listen to Cui Jian's singing, Nothing.

Wow!

Just as Chen Xiaoxu was about to say more, he was covered by the sudden voice of the man next to him. He looked into the field and was also taken aback.

Hulala came up with seven people, guitar, bass, keyboard, and suona. The leader, a buddy, is not tall, wearing a blue jacket, a big white collar, and two trouser legs, one high and one low, so he came on stage.

When the prelude sounded, the audience didn't fully understand, but when the buddy yelled into the microphone:

I used to ask endlessly...

Buzz buzz!

It seemed that a voice that opened up the world, applause, cheers, whistles, and trumpets sounded in an instant, sweeping from one side of the auditorium to the other, and then gathered together from all directions.

It's so noisy!

Chen Xiaoxu and Zhang Li subconsciously covered their ears, feeling like broken gongs.

Don't cover your ears, listen to this song! Xu Fei laughed loudly.

I won't listen!

It sounds great!

real!

The three of them had a loud conversation, back and forth as if arguing, Xu Fei nodded vigorously, Trust me!

...

Only then did the two girls put down their hands slowly, only to see that the one in the field was young and nervous, playing the broken guitar, and the rhythm was sometimes chaotic, but it was that kind of anger, confusion, shouting, and the purest thing in the heart. Roar out.

The ground under my feet is walking, and the water around me is flowing, but you always laugh at me and have nothing!

Oh... you just follow me!

Not only the audience went crazy, but the singers in the backstage also went crazy. This is not singing, this is screaming, venting, and releasing!

There is no pretentious love in popular songs, nor is it a so-called urban love song that describes the empty heart of capitalism. What is filled in this song is an omnipresent sense of anger and powerlessness.

Especially when the suona sounded, the high-pitched tearing, mixed with Lao Cui's rough voice, was enough to arouse the most instinctive emotion.

At this time your hands are trembling, at this time your tears are streaming, could it be that you are telling me that you love me for nothing...

Oh... you just follow me!

When the last syllable fell to the ground, the 18,000 spectators at the Capital Gymnasium who had never heard of Cui Jian banged on their chairs and shouted repeatedly:

I'll go with you!

...

Old Cui was also dumbfounded, he didn't expect such a scene, he waved his hand and bowed to signal himself.

When the lights dim, it is not the end, but the beginning of an era.

Why!

Xu Fei finally sat down, touched his chest, and felt relieved.

How? he asked.

The words are quite good, and the feeling is very deep.

Well, like writing poetry, it has philosophy.

What else?

The two girls looked at each other and shook their heads together, It's too noisy!

Come on!