Difficult to quit

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The entrance of Ocean Department Store.

The huge external LED screen on the upper floor played the "Who is the King of Singer" contest simultaneously. Knowing that Zhuang Yi had won the lottery on the open-air stage at the entrance of the mall, many shoppers stopped and waited to watch the fun.

When the program team's car arrived, there was already a sea of ​​people in front of the stage.

The equipment at the front desk was adjusted for the last time, and Zhuang Yi got out of the car to make some adjustments.

The stage was temporarily built, two floors above the ground, and equipped with the best lighting and sound on Strawberry Stage. Five rows of spotlights were lit up, down, left, right, and behind one by one. up.

"Next, we invite our contestant——Zhuang Yi!"

Zhuang Yi took the microphone, took a deep breath, and walked onto the open-air stage.

Countless pairs of eyes in the audience focused in an instant.

There were bright lights around the stage, and the onlookers could be seen clearly. Zhuang Yi walked all the way to the center of the stage with cold sweat on his palms.

This is completely different from the feeling in the Strawberry TV studio. The indoor stage is far away from the auditorium, and it is actually impossible to see the audience clearly.

But now, he could clearly see the appearance of the people in the audience.

The stage was surrounded by an isolation zone, and there were two full circles of security guards inside and outside the isolation zone, and there were passers-by watching outside.

Many people were discussing with each other, some were videotaping and taking pictures with their mobile phones, and some were calling friends to come and watch.

Zhuang Yi quietly cleared his throat and picked up the microphone.

At this moment, a man in a baseball cap suddenly shouted loudly from the audience: "Legacy!"

In another corner, someone loudly responded to him: "——Fake match!!"

The crowd who were originally whispering suddenly seemed to explode, and people talked a lot, and all kinds of voices intertwined and superimposed!

The people hired by Li Qingxiang hid in the audience to incite the crowd. Coupled with the effect of yesterday's hot search, people who didn't know what was going on talked loudly and judged wantonly, and some people were bewitched and shouted slogans together.

This was the situation that Zhuang Yi had foreseen during the discussion with Li Qinghai yesterday. At that time, he insisted on his own thoughts and had to wait until after the game to clarify.

In this way, everyone can see his strength to the greatest extent, but at the same time, the pressure he bears when singing is also multiplied.

Zhuang Yi said firmly at the time, when he really stood on the stage, facing the countless audiences and doubts below him, he suddenly became a little flustered.

Holding the microphone, he stood silently on the stage, took a few deep breaths to adjust his mood, and the cold sweat dripped down, wet his close clothes.

The audience saw that he was still not moving, and the commotion worsened. Several people took the lead in attacking the isolation zone. The security guards hurriedly drove the crowd away, and the audience became a mess.

At this moment, a tall security guard suddenly turned his head and glanced at the stage.

Zhuang Yi was stunned for a moment.

From the height of two floors, Li Qinghai, who was wearing a security suit, looked over, with unruly eyes and a faint smile on his lips.

The hustle and bustle around him suddenly went away, he couldn't see the chaos in the audience, he couldn't hear those harsh provocations, he could only hear his own "thump-thump-thump" heartbeat, which was completely out of rhythm.

——In his memory, there was once a time when he met Li Qinghai who was on the stage and in the audience.

It was still the talent competition. Although he practiced seriously for a long time, he was very nervous when he thought of performing in front of thousands of teachers and students in the school, and the closer the competition was, the more nervous he became.

In the end, Li Qinghai couldn't stand it any longer, "No, do you not have confidence in yourself or your brother? I've already said that you can sing very well, so why are you worrying about it here?"

Zhuang Yi bit the straw, "I know I'm fine, but I'm just nervous...how about I ask for leave that day and not go?"

"How dare you!" Li Qinghai glared, "Your brother has worked so hard to teach you for more than a month, and you can't tell me now?"

"I'll go, I'll go, I'll just talk." Zhuang Yi didn't dare to provoke him, so he changed his words hastily.

After a while, he whispered again: "But I'm really scared..."

"What are you afraid of, just tell me what you are afraid of." Li Qinghai couldn't understand, "Is it okay if you don't sing in front of me?"

"That's you, of course I'm not nervous in front of you." Zhuang Yi said, lowering his head and biting the straw unconsciously.

"Then you will treat those people in the audience as if I can't finish it." Li Qinghai reached out and took Zhuang Yi's cup of Coke, "Don't drink it if you don't want to drink it. Seeing you biting the straw makes me panic."

He pulled out the straw that was bitten by Zhuang Yi terribly, and finished drinking the Coke by himself.

I heard Zhuang Yi whispering: "How can it be done, there is only one brother Qinghai, no one can be you."

Li Qinghai just laughed, he likes to hear this.

He flicked Zhuang Yi's forehead lightly with his fingers, and said casually: "Then what, I can't go to No. [-] Middle School to accompany you in the competition then?"

He just said that casually, who knew that Zhuang Yi's eyes lit up in an instant, and he suddenly raised his head and said in surprise: "Is it possible?"

"Ah..." Li Qinghai wanted to say what's okay, you are a vegetarian in your school's security guard?It would be interesting to be caught, being scolded is a trivial matter, he is mainly ashamed!At that time, word spread that Li Qinghai from No. [-] Middle School was caught sneaking into No. [-] Middle School. What will he do in the future?

But facing the anticipation on Zhuang Yi's face, Li Qinghai finally reached out and patted his head, "All right, all right, I'll find a way. If you want the moon in the sky, your brother will find a way to pick it off for you, okay?"

Zhuang Yi laughed, "Brother Qinghai is the best."

"Your brother is the best at this time." Li Qinghai hummed dissatisfied, "It's usually not good."

"Everything is fine." Zhuang Yi shunned his hair.

On the day of the competition, Zhuang Yi hid in the toilet and secretly sent a text message asking where Li Qinghai was. Li Qinghai only said that he would come in a while, telling him to prepare with peace of mind.

As a result, until it was Zhuang Yi's turn to take the stage, Li Qinghai was nowhere to be seen.

Zhuang Yi was anxious and a little disappointed. He became even more nervous when he came on stage, and his hands were shaking uncontrollably while holding the microphone.

At this moment, he heard someone blowing a loud whistle from the audience.

He looked down following the sound, and was instantly delighted.

I saw that Li Qinghai not only came, but also brought Wang Meng, Song Xueqian and the others over. The five high school students were dressed in No. [-] Middle School uniforms borrowed from nowhere. Waving vigorously.

Zhuang Yi almost waved to them, stretched his hand half way, remembering that he was still on stage, he forgot all the nervousness, and started singing in the direction of the five people in the audience, Song Xueqian didn't know Where did I get a few light sticks, and they were as exciting as an idiot.

Zhuang Yi won the first prize in the talent competition that day, but Li Qinghai and the others didn’t see the award presentation—because Song Xueqian’s light sticks were too eye-catching, they were spotted by the school security just after Zhuang Yi finished singing, they ran wildly and finally ran over the wall , Good luck not being caught.

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Zhuang Yi remembered the past, and the corners of his mouth could not stop rising.

At this moment, the backstage saw that he hadn't given the gesture for a long time, so they started a peaceful prelude.

The prelude woke up Zhuang Yi from his memories. He held the microphone and said the first sentence since he took the stage: "Please turn off the music."

The accompaniment teacher didn't know why, but he stopped the accompaniment anyway.

Zhuang Yi went on to say: "Recently there have been rumors on the Internet that I cheated in the competition, some said I faked my singing, and some said I was a substitute."

The discussion in the audience became even worse, and there was a faint quarrel.

Zhuang Yi had to raise his voice: "Please be quiet, everyone, and listen to me! Don't you want to know the truth of the rumor?"

The stage was a little quieter.

Zhuang Yi didn't look at anyone, his eyes only stayed on the man in the security uniform. The black security uniform complemented his shapely and slender figure, and the peaked cap on his head gave off a somewhat capable temperament.

He remembered what Li Qinghai said yesterday, he said, "You can be whatever kind of person you want to be."

What kind of person does he want to become?In fact, he hasn't figured it out yet.

But now, he knows what he wants to do.

Zhuang Yi continued: "Do you want to know what my singing is like? Do you want to see my real strength? Do you dare to make a bet with me?!"

He raised a finger, "Give me 1 minute, if I can't sing well, I will step down and quit the competition forever."

He suddenly smiled softly again, his eyes sparkling, "If I can sing well, I want glow sticks, lots and lots of glow sticks."

The lights were bright, and his smile was brighter than the lights.

Zhuang Yi finally said: "Accompanist teacher, I don't need music, thank you."

There was an uproar in the audience!

He actually wanted to sing a cappella? !

Zhuang Yi simply reached out and took off the earbuds.

This audience was even more shocked.

When professional singers sing on stage, they will basically use ear monitors. Because the scene is wide and noisy, the returned voice will be delayed and distorted. With ear monitors, you can clearly hear the accompaniment and your own voice to ensure that you will not go out of tune.

Zhuang Yi doesn't want accompaniment, and he doesn't bring his ears back. Is it true that he has to sing a cappella based on his strength?

This was different from what had been decided in advance, and Zhuang Yi hadn't contacted the repertoire of a cappella, so even the program team was shocked.

But the man in black under the stage just looked at him with a smile.

"Hush," Zhuang Yi said softly, "One minute, we agreed."

Spotlights cast a row of soft light.

The young man stood alone in the center of the stage, holding a microphone and singing a cappella.

"forget how long it is

never hear you again

tell me your favorite story

I have been waiting for a long time

I'm starting to panic

Did I do something wrong again..."

The people who caused chaos in the audience wanted to make trouble, and just yelled "lip-singing", they were immediately stared at by the people around them. Li Qinghai made a wink, and immediately a security guard walked into the crowd with a rubber stick. When I saw that the situation was not right, I hurried to squeeze out of the crowd. One was caught, and the others slipped away.

When 1 minute was up, no one interrupted Zhuang Yi.

A young girl silently raised her phone and turned on the flashlight.

The companion next to her also raised her mobile phone.

Hundreds of cell phones were held up.

"...you cried and said to me

things in fairy tale are lies

I can not be your prince

maybe you don't understand

after you said you love me

My sky

The stars are shining..."

The lighting engineer took advantage of the opportunity and dimmed the surrounding spotlights, leaving only the chasing lights illuminating the stage. The fluorescent spots outside the stage swayed left and right according to the rhythm.

On the huge LED screen outside Dayang Department Store, the other outfield venues and the center stage of Strawberry Stage were originally scrolling, but at this time it turned into a full-screen display of Zhuang Yi's singing.

In the 27-story building, on the huge light screen, the young man's eyes are handsome, with an almost gentle smile at the corner of his mouth, holding a microphone and singing a cappella.

There is no accompaniment, no harmony, the whole audience is his voice alone.

"...happiness and joy is the end

Write together

our end. "

Zhuang Yi bent down and bowed, "Thank you for listening to my singing."

There was thunderous applause.

Zhuang Yi only looked in one direction, and the man in the security suit was also applauding.

He knew he sang well.

Zhuang Yi was the last one to arrive at the concert venue and also the last one to sing. The first nine contestants have all finished singing, and the guests have also scored. The current highest score is 9 points.

At this time, the LED screen above the head was switched to the screen of the center stage, and Du Jiale's voice sounded: "Thank you Zhuang Yi for the cappella! To be honest, it has been a long time since I heard the cappella on the stage of 'Who Is the King of Singers'? Next, let our guest judges rate Zhuang Yi!"