I really don't want to be a star

"Dilililidilililidenda
Dilililidilililidada
Dilililidilililidada"

Brother Hao's voice was extremely high-pitched, as if he wanted to engrave the injustice of his life into the song through the melody.

The blue-veined northeastern man in the audience stands was also infected by it, and sang along.

An audience member in the audience seemed to be a middle-aged person in his forties who had left the hair-raising crowd. He was full of tears, thinking about his youthful experience.

"Why can't you do such a small thing well?"

"Don't you want to do it?"

……

"You just know how to play, how do you get into a good university like this?"

……

"What do you think, what kind of ghost do you turn into, like you, who will control you in the future!"

The audience in the audience and the eyes in front of the screen were all moved by Brother Hao's singing, thinking of their smooth or humble life.

When we were young, we all wanted to be the top figure in society, but later we lived an ordinary life that we did our best to achieve.

Occasionally think about the sadness of life.

Who is not unhappy in life?
There are in youth, and there are in middle age.

But have we ever thought about us who were unwilling to be ordinary at first?
At that time, the fledgling was not afraid of the high mountains and the long rivers, dared to say that Huang Chao was not a husband, and dared to say that he was the best in the world.

Later, the mountains and waters passed by, and when people asked him, he said that he was submissive.

The head wolf in the wasteland faced the cold wind alone, and still roared in the face of the enemy.

But there was a bit of mourning.

come on!

"I once dreamed of walking the world with my sword!"

I don't know when the first sound came from the audience, followed by two, three, four...

The sound is connected into one piece, and the sound of the pitch-black audience can start a prairie fire like a single spark!
Hao Ge was completely immersed in his own voice, singing over and over again, the emotions and tunes were mixed in an extremely perfect way, forming an extremely contagious thing.

Everyone looked up at the man on the stage with red ears and bulging veins on his neck, this 1.7 meters tall and slightly fat man.

At this moment, it becomes the epitome of countless people, the epitome of a kind of person.

The song points to, the direction to stare at.

The singing voices in the underground have been connected together, from inaudible at the beginning to now comparable to Hao Ge's microphone.

"Woke up drunk last night
every time you are sad

just look at the sea alone

I always think of my friends on the road
How many are waking up"

Snow falls in the wilderness, red spots on the white snow.The old wolf has long been powerless in the face of the enemy, just struggling over and over again, but it knows that if it lies down today, it is really lying down.

There will be no enemies in this life...

But it really didn't have any strength, and he couldn't bear the attack of the enemy in front of him.

It whined, and the light in its eyes gradually dimmed.

Suddenly there was a wolf howling in the wilderness behind him.

Then there are tens of thousands of sounds.

The howling of wolves is like ghosts in the dark field, and there are young or old wolves coming from the distant hills.

A group of lone wolves came out of the night, dressed in snow-white wolf fur, with bright green eyes, and came step by step.

I came from the world, and I will go the same way!
I don't want to lie down yet!
The old wolf didn't know where the strength came from, so he stood up.

But Brother Hao was about to fall down. I don't know why his singing was too forceful just now, but the second half of his song was a little weak.

The tune that could have been sung could not be achieved, and the tune that could have been very accurate was out of tune!
Brother Hao is not reconciled, the tears that have been imprisoned in the eyes, huh!
Let the corners of your mouth flow down.

I stood on the big stage today, but why can't I sing...

Brother Hao is persisting, and so are the countless audiences below.

They may have never met before, and they will never know each other in the future, but today they resonate because of a song.

Teacher Cui Jian quickly noticed Brother Hao's condition on the stage, and stood up from the chair at once.

The old man, who is nearly seventy years old, sang this song with all his strength.

The old man looked at Brother Hao on the stage with his eyes, and seemed to see the appearance of this generation.

"Every time you are sad

just look at the sea alone

I always think of my friends on the road
How many are healing"

Brother Hao glanced at the old man and smiled, showing his teeth that were slightly yellowed by the smoke.

At this moment, Brother Hao feels that he has no regrets in this life!
"Let's drink this drink

A good boy has a heart like the sea

Experienced the warmth and coldness of life
This smile is warm and innocent”

Having experienced the ups and downs of life, this smile is warm and pure!
Brother Hao laughed, and so did Mr. Cui Jian, and so did the thousands of people in front of the screen.

At the same moment, in the homes of tens of thousands of people in China, I don't know how many tears shed.

"Break the record! The director broke the record!"

The staff of the TV station trotted all the way and said to Director Wang with the ratings chart printed out in their hands.

Wang Dao knew it already in his heart, and he thought of this result as early as when someone sang along with him.

Because this song is an extremely infectious song, it has caused a chorus countless times, and Li Haofeng's song on the stage is a portrayal of this song.

Tonight's storm-like achievement came about through countless additions and chance coincidences.

He stared at the monitor, looking at the fat middle-aged man on it.

A word came to mind.

Born fearless, fight to the end!
The final coda sang straight from Brother Hao's mouth, and Brother Hao seemed to have lost all his energy and energy, feeling that his soul was almost gone.

But the face full of gullies showed the same smile as the boy when he left the town and stepped on the train.

The breezy black and thin boy with long hair and guitar slung over his shoulder became one with Brother Hao.

Perhaps today will be Brother Hao’s last performance, but it is estimated that countless years later, one afternoon, when the sun shines through the window, Brother Hao is still rocking the rocking chair leisurely, still showing the same smile.

Following the song, the audience has passed by God, and their eyes are fixed on the singer on the stage.

Hua Shao knew that it was time for him to take the stage, so he stepped onto the stage.

"Thank you for the performance brought by Mr. Li just now, then..."

Hua Shao's words were interrupted by Cui Jian.

Cui Jian stretched out his hand to say a few words, what was even more unusual was that he hadn't sat down so far.

"I invite Teacher Cui Jian to speak."

"Today I witness a singer! A real singer, a singer who went through rough times.

He gave us a real performance.

Maybe your playing technique is not so proficient, but your emotion has infected me.

I believe that everyone in the audience will be moved by you.

No matter how long it takes, you will always be new.

Because you have a heart!"

Cui Jian turned his brushstrokes into musical gestures.

The index and middle fingers are bent, and the little thumb, ring finger, and big thumb stick out.

The whole arm stretched to the sky, like a flag, just like when he saved Brother Hao in the promotion match.

Teacher Cui Jian said in an extremely flat voice.

Rock and roll never dies!
Music never dies!
Then thousands of viewers also shouted, Haoge picked up the microphone with tears in his eyes, and shouted with all his strength in a hoarse voice.

"Rock and roll never dies!
Music...doesn't die!"