It's reasonable for me to be versatile as a variety show guy, right?

Chapter 200 A riot broke out, the plot has changed, speed up the progress!

The sound of the guitar echoed in the store, followed by the voice of Bai Songwei, the owner of the beverage store.

"I once dreamed of walking the world with a sword, and seeing the prosperity of time..."

In an instant, Wang Hao's eyes lit up!
His voice is very special, the faint hoarseness is very similar to the original singer Xu Wei in the previous life, if it weren't for the great difference in appearance between the two, Wang Hao would even have a feeling that the original body had descended.

Bai Songwei's singing continued:
"Young heart is not wandering, I once dreamed of the world as my home..."

Perhaps because he has not received professional training, Bai Songwei's singing skills are not very professional, and some parts of the melody are not on the same string at all.

However, singing skills, especially the skills involved, are actually the least valuable thing in some cases.

Singing skills are like the words in an article. No matter how beautiful the writing is, it can't enhance the value contained in too many articles.

Just like Bai Songwei's current singing style, he can no longer be called singing in the future, but uses roar to express the yearning for freedom in his soul!

At the end of the song, Bai Songwei was greeted with enthusiastic applause.

At some point in time, many tourists had already entered the store, and everyone turned their attention to him, with surprise on their faces.

Most people can't tell whether their singing skills are good or bad. What they hear is the emotion hidden in the singing and the unique empathy in it.

Bai Songwei smiled shyly, his eyes finally fell on Wang Hao.

He is looking forward to the evaluation of the original singer.

Wang Hao smiled slightly, and said: "An unfettered soul is free, and the freedom of the soul will be the highest peak that life can set foot on!"

Bai Songwei was overjoyed immediately.

This is what he wants to express!
Wang Hao spoke again and encouraged: "Come on, if your dream is also on the road of music, maybe you can come to Kyoto to find me. I am very optimistic about your voice."

"Thank you, thank you! I will definitely go!"

Bai Songwei excitedly exchanged contact information with Wang Hao. His desire for singing and freedom is huge, and now he lives in Lijiang to find freedom in life.

Singing is the passion of his life!

Especially ballads are his lifelong pursuit!

After getting Wang Hao's contact information, Bai Songwei was ecstatic.

Seeing that Wang Hao got up and was about to leave, he couldn't help asking: "Teacher Wang Hao? Do you have any new folk songs recently? I have all kinds of musical instruments here, can I ask you to guide me?"

uh-huh?

Wang Hao heard the meaning in his words, he wanted to sing a new song for himself!

"Yes, yes, brother Hao, how about a song?"

"That's right, you haven't released a new song for a while, let everyone listen to the whole song."

"I'm so excited, I actually had the chance to hear the live performance!"

The tourists who came to watch were booing.

Wang Hao didn't mean to refute the face of fans, anyway, he had registered many new songs before, the most of which were folk songs.
Why not show off?

With this in mind, he immediately got up and took the guitar from Bai Songwei, and said to the crowd: "How about we go to the door and listen? The room is a bit small, so many people can't hear any effect even if they are bored."

"okay!"

Everyone nodded and hurriedly retreated outside the shop.

Bai Songwei winked at his wife, and the two of them immediately carried the stool, the microphone and stereo, and followed Wang Hao to the outside of the store.
One person, one guitar, one high stool, one microphone, and one stereo.

A very simple device is built like this.

Wang Hao sat in front of the microphone, briefly adjusted the guitar strings, and then looked up at the crowd that was gradually gathering.

Seeing those expectant and curious eyes, he smiled slightly, leaned closer to the microphone and said softly: "A piece of "Time" is dedicated to us who are walking on the journey of life."

After the voice fell, Wang Hao plucked the guitar strings, and the strings of expectation and yearning were slowly transmitted to everyone's ears through the sound.

After a brisk prelude, the singing sounded.

"Walk among the crowds in this city on a sunny spring day..."

"Before I knew it, I remembered you again..."

"You are the most beautiful spring in my memory, the yesterday that I can hardly go back..."

"You bloom like a flower, which makes my heart beat!"

The lyrics were narrated like a story. At this moment, everyone at the scene seemed to be pulled into a time tunnel, and their thoughts traveled through the mottled memories of that time.

Maybe the young people just feel the singing is loud and clear, as if telling a story belonging to someone, but the older people can hear their own passing time from it,

This song is very suitable to listen to in memory.

Accompanied by the whispering interludes, I dreamed back to my youth in an instant.

It was a dreamlike time, full of youth, freedom, wantonness, ignorance, and deer bumping...

The scene was silent, and everyone seemed to be pulled into a wormhole of light and dark mottled time by the singing with great empathy, recalling the beauty and freedom of their first half of life.

"Maybe at this very moment..."

"Your smile is still like the sunset..."

"In the endless flow of time..."

"High spirits!"

"We~~~say~~~~"

The meaning of the lyrics is very simple, and the interlude of the whole song is even longer than the lyrics.

But the emotional resonance and the outpouring of feelings make everyone yearn for it!

...

Studio.

In the barrage, many people began to tell stories about their first half of life.

"I really miss those days. I rode bicycles with my friends and played wildly in the fields, but now I can't go back,"

"How I wish I would suddenly wake up one day and find that I was actually just asleep in the elementary school classroom, and everything I'm experiencing now is just a dream..."

"You say that youth is as bright as yesterday, but how do you know that youth is like a dream?"

"Suddenly it occurred to me that I would take the postgraduate entrance examination tomorrow, but I don't know why there is no emotion in my heart at the moment, and I don't know if the time I have spent will be rewarding. Forget it, I will take the entrance examination first!"

"I can't go back..."

The interlude at the end was extremely long. Although it was just a very ordinary chant, it made everyone fall into an indescribable state.

Memories, sweet and wonderful...

More and more people gathered around, including Wang Xun who worked in a snack bar, Huang Bo who used enough money to return to his status as a beggar, and Zhou Yutong, Huang Lei, Sun Honglei, Zhang Yixin and others who were looking for targets everywhere.

Everyone hid in the crowd, quietly listening to this music that can make people enjoy good memories.

The recording has reached the seventh period, and there is an unwritten rule in the group of six, as long as it is a solo of a certain person, no one else will come forward to disturb it.

Since he came to participate in the reality show, who didn't want to be famous?

Stealing the scene is important, but interrupting other people's highlight moments will also attract disgust, and there is a full two-hour broadcast time for the first episode, and there is no need to deliberately compete for attention.

However, Zhou Yutong did not know this rule.

What's more, she is used to being arrogant in various programs or crews on weekdays, and she doesn't care about these at all. All actions are centered on the individual.

So the moment the singing stopped, she suddenly rushed out from the crowd, and threw a water ladle at Wang Hao.

As a slave, she can naturally represent Sun Honglei, so if her hit hits, the game will be over.

Fortunately, Wang Hao reacted in a timely manner. At the same time as Zhou Yutong rushed out, he suddenly flashed to the right, and the whole person quickly rushed into the crowd.

There were a large number of onlookers at the scene, but Wang Hao's figure was hidden in the crowd in just a moment.

The two videographers looked at Zhou Yutong resentfully, and hurriedly carried the camera to the direction where Wang Hao disappeared.

No one expected that at this moment when everyone was enjoying sweet memories, someone would rush out to break the situation.

Even though she was one of the four little female roles and also a national girlfriend, there were not many people who bought her on the spot.

Bai Songwei looked at the overturned speaker with some distress, and asked in an unfriendly tone: "Hey! Who are you! What are you doing?"

Zhou Yutong was startled for a moment, and then replied indifferently: "We are recording a program, sorry, I will pay for your stereo."

Bai Songwei felt a little uncomfortable, but when Zhou Yutong said it was recording a show, he immediately realized that this woman and Wang Hao should be together.

"Forget it, it's okay,"

Bai Songwei shook his head, picked up the stereo and took it back to the shop.

It's just that because of Wang Hao, he didn't plan to make trouble for Zhou Yutong, but other people didn't want to give Zhou Yutong any face.

Suddenly someone in the crowd shouted angrily:

"Whose dog is this without a leash? Why did it come out and bark?"

"That's right, I don't know what it means to be embarrassed. Can't you see that someone is performing?"

"What kind of female star is this? I think she is a lunatic! You can record the show, why are you kicking someone's stereo?"

"Can you do whatever you want just because you are a star?"

"Go away, why are you still waiting? Don't you know the height of your eyebrows?"

Zhou Yutong's face was flushed with embarrassment due to the continuous sound of complaints. She clenched her fists and replied with some dissatisfaction: "Isn't it just a broken stereo? I'll just pay for it. What are you shouting for?"

Among the crowd, Sun Honglei immediately covered his face and fled.

This woman is hopeless!

Snapped!
But at this moment, a scene that everyone didn't expect appeared.

"Get off!"

Someone in the crowd suddenly yelled, and threw a sour persimmon, which hit Zhou Yutong directly on the forehead.

"what!!!"

The sour smell and the scarlet liquid dripped from the cheeks, Zhou Yutong subconsciously thought that his head was broken, and immediately let out a scream.

Fortunately, the security guards who were waiting at the side quickly stopped her behind and covered her to leave the scene quickly, otherwise there would be a great deal of chaos in the future!
inside the broadcaster's car,

Yan Min and several assistant directors got up one after another, looking at the picture on the screen nervously, until they confirmed that Zhou Yutong was just hit by a persimmon, they finally breathed a sigh of relief.

If something happens to Zhou Yutong, I'm afraid Extreme Challenge will be implicated because of it!

"This stupid woman! What's going on in her head?"

Yan Min couldn't help but let out a low growl, deeply regretting his previous decision.

If he had known this would happen earlier, he would not have agreed to Zhou Yutong's participation in the recording, but now he was lucky and almost caused a riot.

Looking at the still bustling crowd, Yan Min had no choice but to pick up the phone beside him.

Immediately afterwards, several people who participated in the recording received a text message.

"The plot has changed, speed up the progress!"

(End of this chapter)