I really don't want to be a star

The singer's competition was round after round, and Su Zijin was No. 1 in the previous period, so this time the competition was ranked as the finale.

The gorgeous performances of the singers in front made people dizzy, Guangliang's gentle voice, Hsiao Jingteng's jazz rock, Tan Jing's folk singing, and Du Lisha's international bel canto.After round after round of performances, the audience's aesthetics has gradually become tired.

After Dimash came on stage to sing a world-renowned song Opera II, he drained the last enthusiasm of the audience and entered a period of weakness.

Just like putting a full banquet in front of you, you will only have expectations for the first few dishes. Too many good things will make people fall into deep exhaustion in the end.

This in itself is a very unfavorable factor for Su Zijin, and today, what he is going to sing is a love song, which cannot show too much skill in itself.

It is a very irrational choice to choose to sing love songs on the singer stage. For Guangliang, he is already a first-class love song prince in China, but losing two consecutive rounds is enough to show the limitations of love songs.

"Zijin, have you really made up your mind?"

Liu Xinyu was standing in the background helping to arrange the clothes. After so many days, she also vaguely felt that something was wrong with Su Zijin.In addition to the fact that she was rushed to find her before, the smart Liu Xinyu probably already guessed Su Zijin's little thoughts.

"Well, trust me. You just need to stand in the audience and watch me. I will definitely show my best form tonight."

After tidying up the crooked tie, Su Zijin deliberately unbuttoned a few buttons of his shirt, so as not to lose his breath at that time.

Facing the mirror, she straightened her hairstyle. Next to her, Liu Xinyu held her clothes and linked her arms.

Su Zijin leaned close to the cheek, kissed the dimple, and said softly.

"Happy birthday……"

……

The host at the front desk was ready to cheer, and Su Zijin walked slowly to the stage, while Liu Xinyu stood quietly looking up at the figure on the stage.

"Hello everyone, I am very honored to be on this stage today, and today is also a very important day for me.

On this day, I want to sing a song specially to one person, the name of this song is "Love You Slowly", I hope she will like it. "

Su Zijin bowed slightly, looking at Liu Xinyu who was standing in the open space under the big stage, his eyes were full of love and hope.

It was dark under the stage, and the stage surrounded by the audience was like an isolated island in the sea, swimming alone in the boundless sea, and each of us is an isolated island, occasionally we can see fish and shrimp playing by, but only Can wait quietly.

In the crowd, helpless, until one day you are in the crowd, and you see that girl at first sight.

At this moment, this second, you have an answer in your heart, you tell yourself, I like him.

The beginning of the story is always caught off guard...

The lights were illusory, Su Zijin stood alone on the stage, a beam of light scalded the night into a hole, he stood looking at her offstage, his face was filled with the wind of April.

Today, he put on the guitar again and stood in the middle of the stage, but this time there was someone in the audience who could accompany him.

The fingers are plucking the strings in the guitar, and the soothing singing voice of Ding Dong is matched with the accompaniment sound, just like the sound of a clear spring.

The accompaniment band behind him is like a whole, and the sound is clear and clean under the performance of countless instruments.

The soothing rhythm is like silky silk to soothe the tired soul, and the eager hearts of the audience subconsciously calm down, quietly watching the big boy singing quietly on the stage, no different from before.

Sounds great!
This is the audience's first impression of Su Zijin's performance. Many musical instruments played together, forming another touch.

……

In the book, I always like to write about the evening when I am overjoyed

The bicycle I rode and the conversation between him and her
Girl's white clothes boys love to see her wear

……

Su Zijin's voice was very clean, like a 17-year-old boy passing by the windowsill, with the sun shining on him.

It makes people warm but not boring, and even the sweet love from the past can be heard in the singing.

Compared with Hong Feiwen, the skills are comparable, but Su Zijin can make the audience feel the story.

This is the penetrating power of emotion. True singing skills are not satisfied with individual skills, but more about the fusion of emotion and songs, blending into one, touching people's hearts.

Therefore, love songs need to be distracted. Looking at Liu Xinyu who is looking at her affectionately from the audience, she is full of strength.

With you, I hope that time will slow down, I can walk through the hut in the woods with you, I can see the maple leaves like clouds, I can walk through the summer with you, I can hold your hand to grow old together, even if I let time slow down, So what.

True love can rival the long years...

The chorus had just been sung, and the last note fell on the ground, but the sweet feeling lingered on the stage for a long time.

Sweet like milk tea in winter, like orange-flavored soda in summer...

I just kissed you and you liked it too, right?

Otherwise, why don't you keep holding my hand

You said you really want to take me back to your hometown

Green tile red brick
willow and moss

past and present

all the same
You said you would do the same

……

You said you would do the same...

After Su Zijin sang this sentence, his eyes were slightly closed, and there was an excited smile on the corner of his mouth, immersed in the atmosphere of the song alone.

And the faces of the underground audience were filled with happiness, as if there was a big boy beside them.

In this place, what I want to say is I love you.

All the feelings ferment in the heart in an instant, gushing out and mixing with the music in the singing.

Infectious power is like spring water nourishing all things, unknowingly penetrates into everyone's heart, nourishing and forming the April spring breeze.

Su Zijin laughed, and they laughed too,

While Su Zijin was depressed, they were also depressed...

The singing sound quietly substituted into the heart field, rooting and germination.

"Love you slowly
slowly getting intimate

talk to yourself slowly

walk with you slowly

Slowly I want to cooperate with you

give me slowly"

...

The voice gradually progressed, and the emotion reached its peak in the gentle singer, and Su Zijin's emotion became more and more affectionate.

Liu Xinyu, who was underground, took the toilet paper, but did not leave Su Zijin's eyes for a moment.

The eye sockets were already red, the tears couldn't stop flowing, and she whimpered from time to time.

The singing can not help but bring emotions, and it also gradually outlines the memories of the two of them. Those memories that were thought to have been erased by time were opened by the singing from the dusty bookshelf, and turned page by page. Can't love, hate to leave.

Liu Xinyu is really strong. No matter at work or in life, she is covered with a layer of hard armor. She looks invincible, but who knows how fragile it is.

Her weakness is Su Zijin, or Su Zijin is her weakness.

This is love. In an instant, you can put on iron armor to defeat thousands of troops.

The maturity of an adult is like a clam. The hard outer shell is called an accident, and the soft human feeling is inside.