Chapter 45
At this moment, Zhang Cong was extremely focused on the stage, as if he was reminiscing about a story from a thousand years ago.
Even though Chen Qingyi's performance was outstanding, Zhang Cong's fans were still extremely excited. Some of them were already shouting excitedly in front of the screen.
"Well written!"
Backstage, Zhang Yixin and the others were also shocked by Zhang Cong's performance and his perfect coordination with Chen Qingyi.
Previously, when Zhang Cong's name appeared on the big screen, even in the audience, everyone was skeptical.
However, at this moment, when Zhang Cong displayed his talent, the audience fell silent. Those doubts also disappeared. What was left was only amazement!
This young man who was not even eighteen years old was actually so talented.
However, when the camera cut to the stage again, Zhang Cong was the only one left on the screen!
The bullet screen was filled with question marks.
“？？？？”
“？？？？”
"Where's my goddess?"
Soon, when the music started playing again and the lights shone on Zhang Cong's face, he looked at the flowers in front of him with pity…
The ancient rhythm sounded again, even more soul-stirring than before.
"I'll pass by the west wing again,
Twelve years later, he was extremely talented.
The flowers are still there, but my tower is empty when I'm gone,
That flower is always open but hard to keep…"
When the lyrics appeared, the live audience finally understood that the scene had changed to twelve years later in the west wing and entered another mood.
It was as if they could see Chen Qingyi standing there!
Du Haitao and Wu Xin were watching Zhang Cong's shocking performance in disbelief. It was as if they had been completely attracted by the emotions of the young man on stage...
Even Chen Qingyi, who was watching Zhang Cong's serious performance, couldn't help but feel touched. She couldn't help but think about how Zhang Xinyu had been slandered on the internet. Under such great pressure, her brother could actually withstand such great pressure and still be so outstanding.
Soon after, Zhang Cong's lights dimmed as Zhang Yixing, Cai Xukun, and the others went on stage.
" I passed by the West Chamber again. It was a daydream twelve years ago.
Write down your and my past
Shuidiao Song's first verse."
"I'll pass by the West Chamber again. Twelve years later, I'll be a genius.
The flowers are still there, but the building is empty
When the flowers bloom, it's hard to keep them…"
After the song ended, the audience looked at the darkened area on the stage. It was as if the scene just now, the melancholic youth, had already entered their hearts.
On the bullet screen, it was all:
“**”
"I'm touched!"
"Although Zhang Xinyu's style isn't good, his younger brother's genes are good. He actually knows how to act!”
"Didn't they say that he failed all his subjects? Was this a phrase that could be written by someone who had failed all his subjects?”
"I admit that I might not see such a beautiful scene again this year!”
"Who cares who he is? This song is really good!”
"I'm worthy of my goddess!"
"Zhang Xinyu, did you see that? Your brother is not bad!"
"Please deduct 1 if you see it."
On the bullet screen, a large number of 1's appeared.
The doubts from before were completely drowned out by Zhang Cong's ancient song," West Chamber "...
Lehua and the other six were deeply immersed in Zhang Cong's performance. They could no longer describe Zhang Cong with admiration.
Fan Chenchen looked at Zhang Cong helplessly.
At this moment, he finally understood what the gap was. He could not help but feel his eyes sting. He felt guilty for his terrible performance today.
" Thank you! Thank you to our goddess in green and the idol trainee team for their performance!"
Following Mr. He's applause, there was an even more enthusiastic applause that lasted for a long time.
Chen Qingyi went up the stage once again and naturally attracted the attention of the crowd. However, she chose to stand beside Zhang Cong.
This action could not help but cause an uproar at the scene again.
Everyone was guessing and doubting. It was just a song. Was there a need to stand beside him?
Wang Ziyi and the others were already trembling with excitement as they looked at Zhang Cong. Cai Xukun and the others 'eyes were filled with envy for Zhang Cong.
Teacher He saw all of this and hurriedly said,"Zhang Cong, I really want to interview you. Did you write this song at the last minute?”
Zhang Cong picked up the microphone and said," That's not it. When I was in school, I was already writing songs. At that time, the people around me were not willing to play with me, so I wrote songs for fun. That's all.”
Everyone was shocked.
Especially Chen Qingyi, she couldn't help but turn her face to the side, looking at the young man who spoke calmly but had deep eyes.
Teacher He and the others were silent.
Obviously, they all understood that Zhang Cong's growth was even more bitter than Fan Chenchen's. It was indeed not easy for him to come all the way from doubt and abuse.
Even with their temperament, if they grew up in such an environment, they would more or less doubt themselves and give up on themselves.
However, Zhang Cong did not. Instead, he grew up in such an environment. Now, he even said these words so calmly.
"Then can you tell us the secret to learning Chinese? Your language is too good."
Wu Xin immediately asked. It was obvious that Zhang Cong's lyrics were too amazing.
Everyone looked at Zhang Cong, including Chen Qingyi, who was looking at him curiously, waiting for his answer.
Zhang Cong did not hide anything. He quoted Han Han's golden sentence and said seriously,""There are two secrets to being good at Chinese. One is not to read Chinese books, and the other is not to read essay books.”
As soon as he said this, the audience below the stage cheered and applauded. Most of them came from various universities, so they naturally hated language books. Now that Zhang Cong had said this, coupled with Zhang Cong's brilliant lyrics, they all felt that Zhang Cong's words made sense.
The bullet screen was also filled with comments,[666, I won't read Chinese books anymore!]”
However, at this moment, a young man backstage couldn't help but make a phone call. After the call went through, he couldn't help but sob softly,"Sister…I'm sorry, I didn't perform well. I've tried my best.”
A comforting female voice came from the phone."It's fine, I've seen the live broadcast. Chen Qingyi and Zhang Xinyu have a good relationship, don't think things are so simple.”
"But…Zhang Cong did perform very well.”
"Do a good job in the next match.”
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