Debut After Eight Years

Everyone looked at Wang Qian who came up alone with a guitar in doubt and curiosity.

seemingly……

Have you seen this scene just now?

Think for a moment.

Everyone immediately remembered.

Isn't that how Chen Xiaowen came up just now?

Now, a different person stepped onto the stage in the same way.

After a few seconds of silence.

The host Daji quickly reacted, looked at Wang Qian with wide eyes, and asked with the microphone: Professor Wang, where is your team? Where are Xiaoyue and Jiang Yu? Where are the other two?

Sitting in the lounge, Zhao Wei and He Fulin both smiled wryly, don't we deserve to have names?

Wang Qian shook the guitar in his hand: It's not, a guitar is enough.

Daji continued to ask: So, the works that Professor Wang will bring us next are still not rock and roll?

Wang Qian nodded: Well, I suddenly don't want to sing rock and roll today. I was touched by this folk song sung by Xiaowen just now. I suddenly remembered the inspiration for a previous poem. Taking advantage of today's stage and this opportunity, I I want to sing this poem and sing it to the most important person in my heart.”

The most important person in my heart?

A poem?

To sing this poem on this stage?

Good guy!

Do you know the importance of this game?

Daji also followed his heart and asked: Professor Wang, do you know that this is the annual semi-final of Good Voice? It would be a pity if you are eliminated and only one step away from the final final. Don't you Are you worried?

Wang Qian smiled slightly at the camera, nodded slightly to the four mentors who were looking at him, then shook his head and replied: Don't worry!

Daji: Why?

Wang Qian: One thing I admire about Xiaowen is that she doesn't care about winning or losing now, she just wants to express her own music attitude. This is what I have been doing all the time. I just want to sing my own songs, sing what I want to sing songs. And every song of mine is an expression of attitude!

Now, whatever mood I am in, I can sing whatever song I want! As for whether I win or lose, I don't care, it's enough to sing what I want to sing.

Wang Qian's voice did not finish.

The four mentors immediately applauded.

Wang Jingyu said, That's great!

Cui Wenfeng also said in admiration: Well said, this is the real musician.

Qin Han and Liu Junhua also applauded together.

They blamed themselves for their doubts and incomprehensions towards Wang Qian just now.

They feel that compared to Wang Qian, they are not pure musicians anymore.

Such a realm, such an attitude.

It is truly the purest musician.

This is the true height of art.

Chen Xiaowen, who was standing at the backstage entrance, applauded lightly when she heard this, and said to Qin Xuerong: Professor Wang said it very well, that's what I want to say. I have never enjoyed the beauty of music so much.

Qin Xuerong looked at Chen Xiaowen, saw that Chen Xiaowen looked at Wang Qian with eyes full of admiration and longing, nodded and said, You and Wang Qian are both pure musicians, I really hope that neither of you will leave this stage.

Chen Xiaowen smiled at Qin Xuerong: It doesn't matter anymore. As Professor Wang said just now, I have already sung what I want to sing, and it doesn't matter if I lose. I just came to sing. I can't sing here. I can still sing here. Continue to sing in other places, such as the recording studio, or my own bedroom.

Qin Xuerong smiled without saying a word, and looked at Wang Qian without blinking, eyes full of expectation.

The applause at the scene lasted for more than ten seconds before gradually disappearing.

Daji finally said, So, Professor Wang, who is this poem for?

Wang Qian looked at the camera and said seriously: The person who hears it should understand it in her heart.

Daji faced the camera and said loudly: Okay, then I won't waste Professor Wang's time, and the audience friends definitely don't want to see me anymore. Finally, Professor Wang, what is the name of this song?

The name displayed on the prompt board is Good Night Beijing reported by Wang Qian before the show started.

Therefore, it is impossible for Daji to follow along, so he can only ask Wang Qian on the spot.

This is one of the reasons live broadcasting is the hardest to host.

You can never be in control of every situation.

Whether you can host a live broadcast well is also one of the most important indicators to consider a host's skills.

The people in the program group below also laughed wryly.

Zhou Qinghua said to He Dongming: You old classmate, it's really hard to guess. You only change the song when you get to the performance. If it's left in previous years, just pull it down and eliminate it!

He Dongming smiled and said: Isn't this year different? Moreover, it is because of people like Wang Qian that this year's program can create the greatest brilliance in the past ten years. Surprises are what everyone wants to see the most. Talented people They all have their own personalities, Wang Qian, Chen Xiaowen, Ru Ke, Liu Shengnan, and Ma Rufei are all the same! Such players are what the audience most want to see, because they are always full of expectations.

Zhou Qinghua nodded slightly, smiled without saying a word.

Of course, surprises are what everyone wants to see most.

However, for a director.

It's better not to see surprises.

Step-by-step and completing the shooting according to the plan is the result that the director most wants to see.

Variety show temporarily changed script.

The filming scene suddenly changed the lines and so on.

In fact, the director didn't like it.

Unless you are big enough, big enough to make both the capital and the crew compromise.

Otherwise, you have to be scolded, and you have to change it back.

And those super big names are also praised in some folklore as amazing, how to revise their lines on the spot, so that the director admires it, casting a classic or something.

In fact, these are basically bragging. The director definitely dared not speak out at the time, and he must have delayed the shooting progress at that time.

and……

After the shock, is it joy or scare?

Hard to say.

If it becomes popular, it will be a classic, and it may be passed down as a good story for generations.

If there is no popularity, there must be someone who is responsible for it. It is very likely that this big guy who did not shoot according to the plan will have fewer opportunities to receive big productions in the future.

Although.

Everyone in the production team present had never heard of the song Good Night Beijing.

However, Wang Qian has always adhered to the rock and roll line on the Good Voice stage, and the few rock songs he sang were also very popular songs. He almost single-handedly brought the declining rock music into one of the current mainstream music.

Therefore, everyone will instinctively have confidence in Wang Qian's rock songs and look forward to them.

This time I changed the style of the song!

Everyone naturally had doubts in their hearts.

Moreover, after hearing what Wang Qian said, Zhou Qinghua and other people in the program group were even more disturbed.

It was suddenly replaced temporarily, and still had to sing a poem for the most important person?

It seemed to be very moving.

But the people in the program group felt that it was too childish, too unreliable...

Whether tonight's ratings can reach 14 depends on Wang Qian.

If Wang Qian screwed up this time.

It's not just that it won't be able to reach the ratings of 14 tonight, but also that the final finals will not be able to hit the ceiling of the Spring Festival Gala.

Because the audience friends are full of expectations for Wang Qian every time, and Wang Qian has never let everyone down every time.

Therefore, next time the audience friends will look forward to it even more.

Once it disappoints everyone once, it will bring a lot of negative comments, and the sense of expectation brought about by subsequent performances will also be greatly reduced, and the ratings will naturally drop.

Everyone in the program team looked stern.

The audience at the scene is pure anticipation and curiosity.

The four instructors are all full of interest.

At this time.

When Wang Qian was about to say the title of the song, he saw a figure walking out from the crowd of the production team, standing in the front, with a pair of big eyes, looking at him steadily.

Wearing a light blue coat.

The face is pure without makeup, without any modification.

The hair on the forehead was a little messy, and the hair at the back was randomly tied with a white jade hairpin, making it look fluffy.

She even wore a pair of white slippers on her feet, without socks, and she could see her delicate white toes.

A homey and lazy style overflowed her body, which seemed incompatible with her extraordinary fairy-like appearance and demeanor...

but.

Wang Qian recognized it at a glance.

This is Yu Jingruo.

When Yu Jingruo saw Wang Qian looking at her, a big smile appeared on his face.

Wang Qian also nodded slightly in response, without smiling back.

The host Daji saw Wang Qian was in a daze for a moment, and asked again: Professor Wang, haven't you figured out the title of the song yet?

Wang Qian withdrew his thoughts, but his eyes still fell on Yu Jingruo, as if he was talking to Yu Jingruo, and said softly: When you are old!

The host Daji was a little taken aback, and then asked with certainty: Professor Wang, the title of the song is called When you are old, isn't it?

Wang Qian nodded affirmatively and said: Yes, when you are old!

The host Daji said with a little admiration: I have to say, this name is very poetic and very artistic. It is indeed the great poet Professor Wang, and I can't wait to hear it now. Well, I'm really going Alright, let's hand over the stage to Professor Wang.

After finishing speaking, the host Daji bowed slightly to everyone, then turned and left, and helped bring up the chair and microphone used by Chen Xiaowen just now with a staff member, and gave it to Wang Qian to use again.

Wang Qian adjusted the height of the chair, said a soft thank you to Daji and the staff, and then sat firmly on the chair and adjusted the height of the two microphones.

The guitar is not connected.

It is to use a microphone to record the most authentic and purest guitar sound.

Maybe the sound effect will not be so clear, but it will have a different feeling.

Wang Qian was an old fritter in the entertainment industry in another world in his previous life. He watched almost all well-known and unknown variety shows, as well as many bad and good movies and TV shows, and absorbed nutrition and information from them.

And Mizuki genius Lao Li sang the song When You Are Old.

It is Wang Qian's favorite version, which can be said to surpass the original version, and because of this, more people know this extremely touching folk song!

The clean and mellow voice full of warm emotions, once you hear it, you will be deeply immersed in it, and you can feel the artistic conception in it, as if you are not singing, but reading a poem.

Of course, the song itself is an adaptation of a poem.

When everyone heard Wang Qian say these four words when you are old, they were full of expectations!

because……

As the host Daji said.

When you are old, this name is really too poetic and imaginative.

As soon as I heard it, I felt that my heart became soft, and some fantasies appeared in my heart.

The scene became extremely silent again.

The smile on Yu Jingruo's face did not dissipate, a pair of pure big eyes stared at Wang Qian without blinking, just wanted to laugh!

Looking at Wang Qian, she smiled happily.

Wang Qian exhaled lightly, the emotions in his heart quickly settled down, his eyes became extremely gentle, he glanced at Yu Jingruo lightly, with a smile on his mouth, lightly plucked the guitar with his fingers, and gently sang out the bottom of his heart into the microphone in front of him. the sound of.

When you get old, your hair turns gray.

Drowsy.

Wang Qian's voice is just like that old Li's, speaking eloquently, pure, mellow and warm, without too much emotion, just right, as if he is talking about his ordinary life.

Just the opening two sentences.

Many people couldn't help their hearts tightening, as if a thorn had penetrated deep in their hearts, exposing the softest thing deep in their hearts.

As for Qin Xuerong and Yu Jingruo, a picture appeared in their minds at this moment.

They were sitting on the chair with white hair, and Wang Qian was also sitting opposite them with the same white hair. They all smiled happily, and then squinted their eyes and wanted to sleep.

With Wang Qian in front of them, they feel at ease.

The hair is gray.

Drowsy!

The picture is full of sense.

And the sense of emotional substitution is even more full.

A tear appeared in the corner of both of their eyes at the same time, dripping down their cheeks.

That feeling of happiness.

They are completely irresistible.

Almost as soon as Wang Qian opened his mouth, they fell.

Chen Xiaowen, who was standing beside Qin Xuerong, also became stiff suddenly, staring at Wang Qian's figure, her eyes still unblinking.

The four mentors sitting on the chairs also became calm and yearning at this moment.

The three male mentors are all married and very old, so their mouths are smiling. They almost have this kind of life.

And Wang Jingyu, who was in her forties and nearly fifty years old and still single, her eyes became moist and hazy in an instant.

When I was young, I had two boyfriends but failed to get married, and I am still alone now.

After listening to Wang Qian and Liu Shengnan's love, Wang Jingyu's heart was already broken, and she became fragile and emotional.

Now I hear Wang Qian's song When You Are Old.

It was also Wang Qian who spoke!

Wang Jingyu's eyes were blurred with tears almost instantly, and then a tear quickly dripped down her cheek.

She quickly covered her cheeks with her hands, but her red eyes were still staring at Wang Qian, full of yearning and longing.

When you are old and your hair is gray...

However, she is getting old.

There are already a few white hairs on the head.

But no one accompanied her to grow old.

The more I think about it, the more sad, the more heartbroken, the more yearning, the more longing.

Wang Jingyu's tears grew more and more.

At this time, the camera gave Wang Jingyu a close-up, and then quickly returned to Wang Qian.

I saw the gentle and reserved look on Wang Qian's face, and continued humming softly.

However, what everyone seems to hear is not singing, but warm and yellowish pictures.

When you're old, you can't walk anymore.

Napping by the fire, reminiscing about youth.

How many people have loved your youthful and joyous moments.

Admiring your beauty, fake or sincere.

...

woo woo woo...

There was a low sob.

But Wang Jingyu, who was sitting in the instructor's chair, was already crying when she heard this, and couldn't help crying.

A few lines of lyrics, everything sang to the bottom of her heart.

As if it was a song sung for her.

Wang Jingyu had countless suitors when she was young.

She is a clean-spirited person with a very personality and a very rational mind. She rejects most people and has only dated two people. She is also very cautious in her interactions, but she has not reached the end.

Then, for more than two decades, she locked her heart away to focus on music and life.

She thought she was a very strong and self-reliant person who could live her whole life by herself without relying on anyone.

However, when she heard Wang Qian's singing, her strong inner defense was so vulnerable.

Everything that was sealed up in my heart was exposed.

She also longs for true love, she also longs for someone who can accompany her until she grows old, and she also longs for a son and a daughter...

So, she couldn't help it.

Covering his face with his hands, he lay down on the table in front of him and cried softly.

The camera gave Wang Jingyu a close-up, and then quickly returned to Wang Qian again.

Wang Qian looked at Yu Jingruo in the audience.

It seemed that Yu Jingruo was the one he was singing about.

Yu Jingruo also gently covered her mouth with one hand, afraid that she would cry out, and looked into Wang Qian's eyes, letting the tears fall down, not wiping them, and even more reluctant to blink, afraid After blinking, Wang Qian was no longer in sight.

Standing behind Wang Qian is Qin Xuerong.

The corner of Qin Xuerong's mouth was smiling, even though the tears couldn't stop flowing, the smile didn't restrain itself, it was a happy and yearning smile.

Because, Wang Qian said to her, this is a poem sung to her.

At this moment, even Chen Xiaowen felt a little envious and jealous towards Qin Xuerong.

...

Magic City!

Li Qingyao was also crying at this moment.

Still holding Wang Qian and her wedding photo with both hands.

woo woo woo woo……

Woo woo woo...

Li Qingyao only felt the pain that her whole heart was being torn apart.

When you are old!

What a happy four words.

She could have walked with Wang Qian until her hair was gray and she couldn't walk...

But……

She tore up all these happy and beautiful dreams with her own hands.

woo woo woo woo……

Li Qingyao's crying became louder, her whole body trembling from crying, tears and snot flowed down her cheeks to her chin, and then dripped onto her clothes, she didn't care about it at all.

She reached out and took out the phone tremblingly, looked at Wang Qian's name in the address book, and knew that it was impossible to get through now, and Wang Qian was singing live on the TV screen.

She opened WeChat and found Wang Qian's name, forcibly stopped crying, but still sobbing slightly, pressed the voice message, and said softly and tremblingly: Wang, Wang Qian, I, I, woo, I , I regret it! I'm sorry, I, I regret it. Woohoo, I regret it, I regret it... I regret it... Woooooo...

Couldn't help crying a few times.

All the emotions in her heart erupted even more violently, she put down the phone casually, put her head in her hands, and burst into tears again.

In the ear, the sound of the TV still came, and that was Wang Qian's voice.

Only one still loves your pious soul.

Love the wrinkles on your old face...

When you're old, your eyebrows droop.

Li Qingyao's crying became louder and louder. She put her head in her hands and squeezed harder. She clenched her hands tightly, as if going back to the past when Wang Qian hugged her tightly.

Unfortunately, that embrace no longer belongs to her.

...

Also in Shanghai, another villa.

Qin Xuehong was also wiping away tears, while looking at Wang Qian on the TV screen with tears in his eyes. Hearing Wang Qian's singing, his mind was filled with every picture of getting along with Wang Qian in the last few days.

Although apprehensive, she was very happy and excited, allowing her to enjoy all the beauty that women can enjoy.

But……

She thought of Qin Xuerong again.

The one who can accompany him to the old age.

Probably not her anymore!

If this song was sung to her.

How beautiful and happy is this?

For the first time, Qin Xuehong felt jealous towards his younger sister.

Afterwards, she quickly shattered her jealous heart, and a smile overflowed from the corner of her mouth amidst her tears.

Anyway...

Enjoy it now!

Anyway, when I get old, I can see him as my brother-in-law, right?

...

West Lake City.

Sisters Xu Xiaoxiao and Xu Wenwen leaned together on the sofa, looking at Wang Qian on the TV screen together, listening to Wang Qian's soft and narrating singing voice.

Xu Wenwen felt something, and reached out to wipe the tears off his sister's face.

Xu Xiaoxiao hurriedly wiped her cheeks, and said in a low voice, Professor Wang's singing is so good.

Xu Wenwen nodded: Well, it's very touching!

Xu Xiaoxiao looked at Wang Qian's eyes, full of burning passion and yearning, and said to her sister Xu Wenwen: Sister, how can there be such a person as Professor Wang in the world?

Xu Wenwen didn't speak, just remained silent, with some sadness in his eyes.

Xu Xiaoxiao continued to mutter to himself, Why, when I met Professor Wang, he already had Xue Rong?

Xu Wenwen still didn't speak, just reached out to hold his sister in his arms, wiped the tears on his sister's cheek with one hand again, and said in his heart: sister, we are all the same. It's just that I'm later than you.

...

In another apartment in West Lake City.

The members of the Baojia Street Band were also watching Wang Qian on the TV screen in a very quiet manner at the moment, listening to the singing voice that was pouring out.

The lights are dim and uncertain.

The wind is blowing, your news.

This is the song in my heart.

A section is over.

In the picture, Wang Qian continued to play the guitar gently.

The guitar sound is slightly unclear, but it adds a sense of realism and warmth, which is more touching.

Several people looked at each other and could see the moving emotion in each other's eyes.

The eye sockets of several people were a little moist, but everyone held back their tears.

Yang Zixuan wiped her eyes first, and said with a trembling voice: I almost cried. This poem is so well written, and Professor Wang sang it so well. I'm so jealous of Qin Xuerong, why can she be sung by Wang? The professor chose? How lucky and happy is she?

In this world, why are there people like Professor Wang?

Yang Zixuan looked at Ru Ke and the others and said seriously: Ru Ke, Yan Ru, you know. Professor Wang has almost satisfied all my fantasies about men and love! I can't think of any woman who can resist Professor Wang. Charm and talent, unless she's not a woman.

Now Qin Xuerong must be happy to die.

Ru Ke said softly: That's for sure, whoever is written by Professor Wang into a poem or a song will die of happiness? Professor Wang didn't sing rock today, and he didn't have the shocking feeling of a rock scene, but it was more powerful than the shocking feeling of the scene. It is touching, and what he sings is about life, love, and happiness. I don’t want to be rivals with Professor Wang now, I just hope to perform on the same stage with him once, that’s enough.”

Eliminate Wang Qian?

Participate in the competition?

Ru Ke felt that this was a kind of blasphemy against Wang Qian and music.

What Wang Qian sang was real poetry, the art of music!

How about them?

But they regard singing as a competition and music as a tool...

Ru Ke's words made everyone feel ashamed.

Professor Wang is the real artist.

every song...

It's all art!

There are ideas that they can't reach.

Two songs tonight.

explained it to them.

What is love.

What is happiness.

What is middle-aged memories.

What does it mean to grow old forever!

A period of regret.

A period of success!

They just have to think about it.

I feel numb all over.

That was the trembling that they were moved by understanding the core idea.

In terms of realm height, they are more than a step behind!

Why compare with Professor Wang?

but……

They chose this show, this path.

They still have to keep going.

only……

At this moment, they are much less competitive.

Almost all of my thoughts are focused on my own music thinking.

Can make music like this.

That's what they want.

...

Wang Qian's singing didn't stop.

Or so to speak.

His story was not over yet.

Just like the picture of happiness, there will never be an end.

On the TV, Wang Qian's guitar and singing came out.

When you get old, your hair turns gray.

Drowsy.

When you're old, you can't walk anymore.

Keep warm by the fire and remember your youth.

How many people have loved your youthful and joyous moments.

Admiring your beauty, fake or sincere.

Only one still loves your pious soul.

Love the wrinkles on your old face.

When you're old, your eyebrows droop.

The lights are dim and uncertain.

The wind blows, your news

This is the song in my heart.

Xiao Dongmei had already spread a piece of paper on the coffee table, and the brush in her hand moved quickly on the white paper.

One by one, the unique thin gold characters were written.

Xiao Dongcheng, the younger brother who had just arrived from the mountain city during the day, stood beside him grinding his ink quietly, not daring to say a word, not even daring to make a sound.

The brush in Xiao Dongmei's hand moved quickly, and the words written on the white paper were exactly the lyrics sung by Wang Qian.

writes.

writes.

A puddle of water appeared on the white paper.

Xiao Dongmei's hand also froze for a moment, and then continued to write.

Xiao Dongcheng still didn't dare to speak, looked at the dozen or so water stains that had dripped on the white paper, and looked at Wang Qian on the TV screen, shaking his head regretfully.

Wang Qian's singing became softer.

As if really getting old.

When I'm old.

I wish so.

This song is for you.

Xiao Dongmei's writing hand stopped suddenly, and tears immediately fell like broken pearls on the white paper drop by drop.

However, Xiao Dongmei still didn't say a word.

Xiao Dongcheng didn't dare to speak, he didn't even dare to give a tissue to wipe his tears, he was afraid that his sister would find him still here, so he could reduce his sense of existence as much as possible.

Put down the brush.

Xiao Dongmei took out a tissue and wiped her cheeks, turned around and sat on the sofa, and continued to watch Wang Qian's handsome and mature face on the TV screen without blinking.

Xiao Dongcheng tiptoed towards his room, covered his mouth and nose with one hand, and stopped his breathing, fearing that any slight movement would make his sister discover his existence.

Based on his many years of experience, he can imagine that he discovered some secrets of his sister, and there is absolutely no good fruit to eat.

However, he was also somewhat happy and worried.

Happily, my sister has been single for thirty years and finally has someone she likes.

Worryingly, that person already has a girlfriend.

...

on site.

Wang Qian plucked the guitar lightly with his fingers, the smile on his face was still warm, and his eyes were still looking at Yu Jingruo in the audience.

The two stared at each other for several minutes.

For the entire time of the song, he didn't move his eyes.

Wang Qian sang slowly.

I can't keep all the years.

Years keep me.

The fragrance that never stops for me.

It's my spring.

How many people have loved your youthful and joyous moments.

Admiring your beauty, fake or sincere.

Only one still loves your pious soul.

Love the wrinkles on your old face.

When you're old, your eyebrows droop.

The lights are dim and uncertain.

The wind is blowing, your news.

This is the song in my heart.

When I am old, I will be for you.

Sing this, the song in my heart...

Wang Qian stopped playing the guitar.

Only the purest sound.

When I'm old.

I want it for you.

Sing this, the song in your heart!

The sound slowly stopped...

It didn't stop abruptly, Wang Qian's aura lingered on the microphone for a long time, as if it didn't stop.

Just like the happiness expressed in the song lasts a lifetime.

I can't stop thinking about it.

on site.

Still kept quiet.

Wang Jingyu had stopped crying.

However, the makeup on her face has been washed out by crying.

Tears were still flowing slowly down his cheeks.

She looked at Wang Qian without blinking, her eyes were a little empty and dazed, completely immersed in the happiness depicted in the song.

She doesn't want to wake up.

Because that is what she desires most.

Yu Jingruo in the audience smiled at Wang Qian while shedding tears, wiping his eyes with one hand from time to time.

She hoped that she would always smile in front of Wang Qian, always be a beautiful side, and not add any troubles and burdens to Wang Qian.

The same was true for Qin Xuerong who was standing behind Wang Qian, smiling happily while wiping away tears, his expression was full of happiness and yearning.

She has a belief like steel in her heart.

No matter what happens next.

She will go to the old age with Wang Qian.

Live the life described in this song.

Inside the lounge.

Liu Shengnan, Jiang Yu, and Murong Yue also had tears in their eyes.