The Uncle's Story
In fact...
That was how variety shows worked.
The variety show was similar to life. It was similar to the polite words in the workplace. They talked about whatever occasion they were on. There was no need to highlight their uniqueness and talk nonsense.
However, Zhang Fan really didn't like the feeling of fire.
How tiring…
He had seen too much.
People earned money to live, not to make themselves work hard and tired. If they lived uncomfortably, would they still be human?
Mr. Yang really hoped, or rather, truly hoped, that Zhang Fan would become more outstanding.
Talented, and very talented.
Any of Zhang Fan's abilities would be enough to take charge of a certain area. So far, it seemed that Zhang Fan didn't know anything except for having children.
The camera shifted to Zhang Fan.
Zhang Fan was quite conflicted. He looked at Old Xue and said,""Don't be like this. I'm only here to participate in one episode. The money given by the officials is only that much.”
Hahahaha.
Everyone in the audience burst into laughter. Countless people gave Zhang Fan thumbs up and liked him. He was probably the only person who would dare to say something like this. If it were anyone else, they definitely wouldn't be able to say something like this.
"I'll pay more. I'll give you money!"
Old Xue said.
Zhang Fan said," Don't. You're just trying to drive a duck away. Boss, look at him…Aren't you going to say something for me?"”
Zhang Fan's old friend Xue was originally the show's main character, so he naturally cooperated with Zhang Fan. He got up and pulled Huahua over."Don't say those useless things. Huahua and I will accompany you. You must have a song!”
F * ck!
This guy guessed right again.
Zhang Fan helplessly stood up and walked to the stage.
Huahua and Old Xue also walked up to the stage and invited him.
Pure musicians were especially annoying because no matter what they did, their minds were filled with music and their works were their top priority.
The core of the work, whether it was outstanding or not, would determine whether the music was beautiful or not.
Zhang Fan went to the center of the stage and stroked his hair. He then hugged the microphone and said,"" Singing seems to require telling a story. It doesn't seem good if I don't tell a sad story…"
Hahaha!
This ridicule was amazing.
All of the students from the Tomorrow's Child Academy had uncomfortable expressions on their faces. They naturally understood what Zhang Fan was talking about. This person's words were really unpleasant to hear.
It seemed like Zhang Fan's words were always very unpleasant to hear.
"Then let me tell you a more miserable story! Actually, I'm divorced. The young lady who likes me should quickly give up! Uncle won't like you! Don't chase after celebrities. Just like young hunks. Don't like a weathered uncle like me!”
Zhang Fan said loudly.
Hahaha!
This was the first time he had seen someone chase away fans like this.
Xue Qifa and Huahua looked at the songs on Zhang Fan's phone. To them, they would basically know how to play a song after watching it once.
The two of them passed a copy to each other and recited it a little. The music naturally started playing in the venue.
……
There are many things in the world
You can't bring it with you when you're alive, and you can't take it with you when you're dead
You can only take yourself and your temper away
You once had the most beautiful love
The most beautiful melody you've ever heard
Touched a person's fear of loneliness
And I've seen the most beautiful scenery
This was a love song, right? Yes, this was probably a love song.
……
Zhang Fan's mature voice belonged to an adult. He had a pure voice without any technique, and he used the most simple music to describe a very ordinary yet extraordinary story.
Love story.
What was love?
In fact, any love would be dull in the end!
The two of them were in different places, so perhaps nothing would happen.
However, if the two of them lived under the same roof and did not have to worry about daily necessities, they would actually fall into an awkward situation.
If they had daily necessities, the cost of happiness would be very low. A simple meal could make the two of them happy for a long time.
The price of becoming rich was losing the point of happiness.
Poor people have the happiness of poor people.
Although the happiness of the rich was unimaginable to others, eighty percent of the rich had actually forgotten about love.
Zhang Fan's song brought everyone into a family.
……
The woman was tidying up the house while the man was sitting on the sofa, smoking and watching TV.
There was not much communication, and there was no feeling of love, but they knew that everyone would choose to stop for a moment and listen. God would take us to the most beautiful movie-level scenes.
……
I stumble towards you
You can't leave alone
When we were together, we said
No matter what, we've gone through the storm together
To grow old peacefully and quietly
We desperately embrace each other, leaving no room for loneliness
Powerlessness is our inevitable ending
Have you ever been poor?
……
When the music at the peak of the song was played, the thought that was conveyed was the most common question.
If you had love when you were poor, you would cherish it, but if you were rich, you wouldn't cherish it. Because when you were poor, you could see love, but when you were rich, you couldn't see it!
This simple piece of music was even more shocking than Mao Mao's song. Mao Mao was talking about life, while Zhang Fan was talking about how ordinary life was.
The most ordinary life.
However, this kind of life was the hardest to accept.
When the music ended, the boys at the venue couldn't help but shed tears.
Everyone looked at the man on the stage with tears in their eyes.
This was the world of adults!
This was a ballad, this was a song!
He was much better than those people who had nothing better to do.
"The song is good, but it's a little lame.”
Zhang Fan ridiculed her as he brought everyone back to reality.
Many people reacted and laughed unconsciously.
Zhang Fan bowed and left the stage. He didn't stay for too long, nor did he give anyone a chance to ask him anything. He sat down next to Mr. Yang again without saying anything, and no one could tell what he was feeling.
On the other hand, Zhang Fan's parents were already praising him to the heavens. If the host hadn't stopped them, they probably wouldn't have been able to control themselves.
When the show ended.
Hertz's matter was handled perfectly, and he also introduced Hatsune Miku.
When the host told everyone that Chuyin was created by Zhang Fan, and that he planned to use the money for charity, many people were dumbfounded.
Zhang Fan was also dumbfounded.
Boss, what are you doing?
Why did you sell me out again?
I don't want others to know that I made it!
Under the table, Mr. Yang reached out and held Zhang Fan's hand.
Zhang Fan could only helplessly shake his head.
Boss Yang's meaning couldn't be more obvious.
It was very simple.
Don't say it. This is what I did. I don't want you to quibble.
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