It was past seven o'clock in the evening on the empty street, and the lights were a little hazy.
A few young people stood under the light.
A young man was standing in the middle. Beside him was a man holding an electric guitar. Another man was sitting on a simple plastic stool. In front of him was a drum set.
Next to him, another person was sitting in front of the electronic piano, and another was holding a bass.
There were more than ten people surrounding him.
"What are these people doing? Is it a concert? There seems to be something." someone asked.
"Tsk, stop bragging." A passerby in a white shirt holding a book with musical notes shook his head."It's not that I want to say this, but they call this a concert? It's called singing?"
He pointed at Huang Jiaju.”
" I can't find the tune, the rhythm is chaotic…" He shook his head.
"Isn't that so?" A passerby came over and pointed at Ye Shirong, who was silent and playing the drums."Not only is he tone-deaf, but he doesn't feel any impact at all.”
"Isn't it trash?" The man shook his head and fanned himself with a green hat.
"I'll record them. Maybe it'll go viral on Weibo.”A young man took out his phone and walked on the road. Clearly, he wanted to see Qin Yi and the others embarrass themselves.
……
"..." Huang Jiaju and the others heard the quiet conversation of the audience.
Silence, silence, or anger were useless. They had heard this many times.
He was almost numb…
Yes, deep helplessness, disappointment, and the boos from the audience made them unable to raise their heads.
"With a newcomer, I don't know if he can find a tune.”Someone was humming a popular song and crossing his arms to watch the show.
Could it really be done? Could it work? Sitting in front of the electronic keyboard, Huang Jiaju had just taken out a plastic stool from the shop owner. He had no confidence in himself.
Huang Jiaju looked at Qin Yi.
To him, this was a strange man, a man who had appeared unexpectedly.
Huang Jiaju looked at Qin Yi. Ye Shirong, who was sitting beside him, also looked at Qin Yi.
Ye Shirong took a deep breath and was ready for his last performance.
Huang Guanzhong and Huang Jiaqiang were holding their electric guitar and bass respectively. They were also very nervous.
Everyone looked at them.
Could it really work?
Everyone looked at Qin Yi.
"Don't wait anymore. Let's start." When the shop owner saw Qin Yi standing in the middle of the light, his eyes were closed and the corners of his mouth twitched.
Why was he acting cool at this time? Hurry up and slap my face!
Young people nowadays.
He shook his head with a hint of disdain.
Qin Yi opened his eyes and plucked a string. He was in no hurry to pay attention to the shop owner who was mocking him.
He smiled.
Just now, he closed his eyes because he had completed Beyond's first wish mission and received a reward.
Stop the band from disbanding.
"Band compatibility 100~!”
Without the worry of cooperation, what was there to be afraid of? Even if Beyond and the others in this world were bad, Qin Yi did not believe that they could be that bad.
After all, the system had never disappointed him.
"Come on!"
Activate Beyond's compatibility!
Qin Yi ignored the ridicule of countless people, just like the lyrics: How many times have I faced cold gazes and ridicule, but I have never given up on my ideals?
It was drizzling. As Qin Yi plucked the strings, the other Beyond members followed suit as if they were rehearsing.
Huang Jiaju's electronic piano played a low and slightly sad prelude. The whole band seemed to have a soul.
Like countless rehearsals, no one spoke. Disturbing Huang Jiaju, he quietly played his zither.
In the prelude, Huang Jiaju pressed the last key.
Qin Yi started.
The lyrics came out, memorized by heart, and blurted out in Cantonese,
today I
Watching the snow drift by in the cold night
With my cooled heart floating far away."
Chasing in the storm
I can't tell the shadow in the fog
The sky is wide, you and I
It was a low opening remark, as if it was asking.
For a moment, the raindrops that were falling from the sky landed on Qin Yi's shoulder.
He sang softly.
"Can it change?"
Four people: Who is not changing
There was no rehearsal, no cooperation. The five of them seemed to have rehearsed it thousands of times before they met.
Outside the arena, the spectators who were watching trembled when they heard the same tune.
Although he couldn't understand the lyrics, he could tell from the tune that it was a good song.
The shop owner suddenly raised his eyebrows and his heart twitched. He thought to himself," Did I really get slapped in the face?"
He did not speak.
Because the song was still going on. Qin Yi was still singing.
how many times
Facing the cold eyes and ridicule
Never gave up on the ideal in my heart
For a moment I was in a trance
A feeling of loss
Unknowingly, it has faded
Qin Yi sang slowly, as if he was suppressing the volcano that was about to erupt in his heart. There was a smile on his face.
Many people present could not calm down.
The shop owner's face was a little dark. Wasn't she talking about him?
Many people watching the show felt the same way. Although the lyrics were in Cantonese, they could roughly understand the meaning. Their faces instantly felt spicy.
Although they were unhappy and unconvinced, no one said anything.
More and more people stopped to watch.
Qin Yi continued singing.
"Love in my heart"
Huang Jiaju and the others: Who understands me?
……
Forgive me for being unruly, indulgent, and loving freedom in this life
I'm also afraid that I'll fall one day
Qin Yi raised his voice. No one could remain calm here.
Abandoned my ideals
Anyone can do it
I'm afraid that one day it'll be just you and me
The last syllable was dragged out for a full three seconds. Hearing this slightly hoarse voice, one could only feel their entire body tremble.
"This…How is this possible?" Someone rubbed his eyes.
The piano, guitar, and bass continued. The music changed.
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