Deyun's salted fish, China Entertainment's superstar, the god of the game circle

Chapter 22 This prosperous world is as you wish

In the end, Tang Deyan was defeated by PK in this round, even though he sang a Nanhu folk song on the Nanhu Satellite TV program, and he also emphasized the accent of Nanhu dialect in his articulation, even though he thought he had integrated his sudden burst of emotion into this song.

But folk songs are folk songs, after all, they are not appreciated by the top executives of record companies who make pop songs, and no one can empathize with his little feelings of a reborn old man.In short, the reality is that the victory in the second round was won by Yao Zhen, a rock boy who is always singing out of tune but full of emotion and atmosphere, while Tang Deyan won the No.1 in the audience's text message voting by virtue of his invincible appearance and profound skills in speaking, learning and singing, thus gaining the opportunity to have a one-on-one PK with Yao Zhen.

Tang Deyan was a little annoyed. It just so happened that the third song he prepared was also rock, so he thought, let's give it a try.

On stage, the host was announcing that Liang Qi and KING, among those who failed in the PK, had qualified to participate in the breakout competition. Backstage, Tang Deyan changed into white T jeans and dressed like an ordinary passer-by on the street, because the main character waiting for him would be singing and the MV instead of him as a singer.

Finally, when it was time for Tang Deyan to sing, he stood quietly behind the microphone stand in the center of the stage, the lights were dimmed, and the big screen in the studio was turned on.On the screen, the man is wearing a long gown, in full bloom.The girl is wearing a cheongsam, gentle and graceful.It seems like a man and a woman who are passionately in love, but they are saying goodbye.

"I'm leaving."

"Where to go?"

"Join the army! Hit RB people!"

"What if you never come back?"

"It will never come back!"

Following the man's decisive words, the prelude to the song sounded, and the slow but rhythmic drumbeat seemed to hit the hearts of the audience.The big screen gradually dimmed, and suddenly turned on again, and the screen had turned into a big red flower tied with silk cloth.And Tang Deyan's singing sounded at this time.

where is the world full of flowers
if it exists

then i will definitely go

I want the tallest mountain to stand there
don't care if it's a cliff

. . . .

The singing voice was very flat, as if it was narrating a trivial matter, but the camera zoomed out on the screen, and the red flower was tied on the chest of an ordinary rural boy. He was wearing a yellow-green patched military uniform with a red star on his head. He smiled and waved goodbye to his parents and relatives in his hometown, and turned to join the team.The long line meanders forward, going to an unknown distance.

live hard love

even if it's crazy

please no one

as long as you are worthy of yourself

Regarding ideals, I never choose to give up
even in the gray days

maybe i don't have talent

but i have the innocence of dreams

I'm going to prove with my life

maybe i'm clumsy

But I would like to keep searching

Give all your youth without regrets
The screen turned again, and a foreign reporter with blond hair and blue eyes was interviewing a soldier in the team: "Do you think China can win?"

Xiaobing was only twelve or thirteen years old, and his stature was not as tall as a gun. He raised his head and said firmly, "China can win."

The reporter seemed to be convinced by the firmness in his words, and instead of asking him why he felt this way, he asked, "Then what do you want to do after China wins?"

Xiao Bing smiled brilliantly, showing his white teeth, and said, "At that time, I was already dead."

The scene switched to an office with the characteristics of the 60s and [-]s. There are office desks and chairs with peeling paint, bags of calculation papers, and scientific researchers dragging their radiated bodies riddled with holes and busy working, even ignoring the blood they coughed up.

All of a sudden, the singing voice suddenly increased, as if the most primitive roar made people's blood boil:

Running forward to meet the indifference and ridicule

the vastness of life

How can you feel without suffering
Fate can't make us kneel and beg for mercy
Even if the blood spills all over my arms

Keep running with the pride of a child

sparkle of life
How can you see if you don't stick to it
rather than linger
Let's burn

For the good in my heart

uncompromising until old

Scenes flashed one after another in the picture, some soldiers with black faces and bayonets screamed and rushed towards the enemy, some soldiers slammed grenades, laughed loudly and hugged the enemy to die together.Some soldiers were in the enemy's encirclement and shouted into the intercom: "Fire me." Some soldiers used their bodies as supports to blow up the enemy's bunkers with explosives.Some soldiers lay in ambush in the snow all night, and when the enemy finally entered the ambush circle, they jumped out vigorously, looking at the snowdrift beside them that represented a comrade who could no longer get up, but they dared not even shed tears, because tears would also freeze!
Although most of the audience in the audience are young, they are Chinese with yellow skin and black eyes just like the soldiers in the picture, and they have the same blood in their bodies.Accompanied by Tang Deyan's singing that seemed to be about to break, their hearts seemed to be pulled together fiercely, tears rolled in their eyes, but they didn't know whether they should fall or not.Because tears will freeze too!

Finally, as the song comes to an end, when you see the five-star red flag rising on Tiananmen Square, when you see the mushroom cloud appearing in the sky over Lop Nur in my country, when you see the land that has been forcibly leased for a century returns to the embrace of the motherland, when you see the first manned spaceship successfully landed and a line of characters at the end of the MV: "Only this song is dedicated to the soldiers who gave their lives in the war for the country. The heroic souls of the predecessors are not far away. This prosperous age is as you wish."

The audience at the scene could no longer collapse, tears flowed down their cheeks unknowingly, and the unexpressed emotions in their chests turned into bursts of shouts that resounded through the studio, passed through the roof, and went straight to the sky.

(End of this chapter)