The Restless Guest, Self-righteous Performance
Soothing music resounded throughout the venue.
Su Fan chanted slowly.
It seemed to sigh, to narrate, to sing.
The scene was silent.
The audience listened quietly.
A wave of sadness slowly spread in his heart.
It was an inexplicable sadness, as if he had heard a sad traveler telling his sad story.
At the same time, it also made them even more curious. They wanted to hear what was going to be sung next.
At the same time, some of the contestants below the stage raised their eyebrows when they heard this.
"Walking into this happy place…all kinds of faces, all kinds of makeup.”
A contestant muttered.
A bitter feeling spread in his heart.
They were the same.
Walking into this stage of joy…
Who would remember what they looked like?
A contestant in an exaggerated pose looked at the stage in a daze.
Who would have thought that she would dress up like this for no reason…
Wasn't it all for the dream in his heart?
For a moment, the eyes of some people who were deeply moved reddened.
Su Fan continued to sing slowly.
"I drank three rounds of wine and saw you in a corner, stubbornly singing a bitter song.”
"Listening to him drown in the noise, you picked up your glass and said to yourself.”
"A toast to the morning sun, a toast to the moonlight, awakening your yearning, gentle cold window.”
"So I can fly against the wind without looking back, not afraid of rain in my heart or frost in my eyes.”
This…
Hearing this, all the contestants were stunned.
Initially, they didn't have much hope for Su Fan.
After all, no matter how talented or how good one's singing was.
He couldn't win against the cheating Hertz, nor could he win against the capital behind him.
However,
Now, the idea in their hearts was somewhat shaken.
This word…
She had to admit that the lyrics were written very well.
Some of the contestants who had been eliminated earlier felt even more emotional.
A corner…a bitter song…
He looked at Su Fan, who was glowing on stage.
One of the eliminated contestants couldn't help but mutter.
"Flying against the wind…can you do it?”
Old Xue gritted his teeth and clenched his fists excitedly.
Hua Chenyu narrowed his eyes and a cold look flashed across his face.
Flying against the wind?
No one dared to make a sound for fear of disturbing the people on stage.
"A toast to my hometown, a toast to the distance, guarding my kindness and urging me to grow.”
"Therefore, the road from north to south is no longer long, and the soul no longer has nowhere to rest.”
After singing these two lines.
After a short accompaniment.
Suddenly, a clear whistle sounded.
The whistle seemed to bring people to their distant hometown.
It made people recall that place in their memories.
In the distant hometown.
Many of the audience felt their hearts ache.
Most of them were people who had left their hometown to work hard.
There were quite a few people who drifted north and south.
To them, their homeland was forever an unreachable dream.
"Why are you crying again? We agreed not to cry.”
A girl in the audience couldn't help but wipe her tears as she muttered.
After wiping her tears, she looked at the person on the stage and muttered.
"I've almost forgotten what my hometown looks like.”
After a short whistle.
Su Fan continued singing.
"Restless guests, self-righteous performers.”
"Disguised, dancing, exhausted.”
"Pick up your wine glass and say to yourself."
"A toast to the morning sun and a toast to the moonlight.”
"Awaken my yearning, warm my cold window.”
Honored guest…self-righteous.
Hua Chenyu frowned.
He didn't want to make the connection.
However, the lyrics made him think about it.
Was he mocking him?
He couldn't help but think about it.
The name of 'Relieve Sorrow'…
It sounded like The Clown.
So…this was a blatant slap to his face?
Thinking of this, Hua Chenyu's expression turned unfriendly.
Looking at Su Fan on the stage, she felt unhappy no matter how she looked at him.
Of course, Su Fan didn't care about his gaze.
She continued to sing.
He had no intention of mocking Hua Chenyu.
It was just his imagination. After all, who would specially make a song to mock him?
……
"A toast to tomorrow and a toast to the past.”
"Supporting my body and strengthening my shoulders.”
"Although I never believed that the mountains are high and the rivers are long.”
"Life is too short, so why can't you forget it?”
Listening to the music.
Old Xue's face was already wrinkled. He clenched his fists and stood there trembling.
Musicians would be very excited when they heard a song they liked.
To him, he had been writing lyrics for fifteen years and listening to songs for more than twenty years.
There were very few pieces of music that could give him goosebumps.
He was moved by the music, but he was also very excited.
The audience was also moved by the music.
If one were to say that he was slowly narrating the first half of the story.
Now, it was the second half of the story, and the pace was getting faster.
He looked like a middle-aged man.
In middle age, in order to take care of the family, one had to let their shoulders be heavy and could no longer be as careless as before.
In order to forget his regrets, he had to understand that life was too short.
This toast was for those middle-aged men who worked hard.
A middle-aged man below the stage looked up at the ceiling and took a deep breath to prevent tears from falling.
Then, he sighed.
"After drinking so much, I didn't expect that I wouldn't live as well as a youth.”
At this moment, he let go of a lot of sadness.
Then, the voice on the stage sounded again.
"A toast to freedom and a toast to death.”
"Forgive my ordinariness and dispel my confusion.”
"Alright, you always leave after daybreak.”
"People who are sober are the most ridiculous."
……
A song falls and closes.
Everyone held their breath.
A cup of tomorrow, a cup of death.
Countless people's hearts felt like they were being pulled.
On the one hand, it was the reluctance to part after the song had stopped.
On the other hand.
In the eyes of the audience, Su Fan seemed to have transformed into many different images.
Some people thought that the youth on the stage was an eminent monk who had seen through the secular world.
Some people saw that the person on the stage was a lonely clown who was about to leave the stage.
Some people thought that the person on the stage was a lonely youth who had lost all hope in life.
No matter what he looked like, they could empathize with him.
It was as if he was there.
The sadness that he felt when he was there was like a trickle of water flowing into his heart.
Finally, after a moment of silence.
Only then did a round of applause break out.
The applause was as intense as a storm.
Some people clapped until their palms turned red and were unwilling to stop.
After a long time.
The applause finally stopped.
Teacher He came back to his senses and sighed.
" From a young man with a cup of morning sun, to a young man from afar, to a middle-aged man with a cup of past life, until the last cup of freedom and death.”
"This is everyone's life. It's too…shocking.”
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