Rebirth: Pick up the attack and run

Xie Shi's voice is clearly bright and clear. Singing such a song with such a voice is like a cello sung by stream water. Instead of the heavy and gloomy, there is more sense of resoluteness and ethereal coolness. .

Like the spring water flying down from the sky, it smashed into everyone's heart.

The audience was completely quiet, and almost everyone looked at the young man on the stage intently. He seemed to be shining.Obviously he didn't move or look at anyone, but it gave people the illusion that this is a MV with only a storyline.His eyes, there is too much content in them.

It was as if a young man was running against the morning fog. He ran past the window on the side of the road, the dim street lamp, and the huge advertisement. His figure was completely covered by the thick fog. He shivered in the cold wind, but Still running.

Everyone is running down.

The most touching thing is not the song in the story, but the story in the song.

Ai Yi in the umbrella shed slowly swallowed the drink in her mouth, almost invisible tears flickered in her eyes, it was strange that she was moved by such a song after singing for many years.

Xie Shi is not interested in vocal music, nor does he have much talent. This only skill was honed little by little in the ten years of celibacy in his previous life, starting from the staff, until he was able to record completely and proficiently at one time .

Ai Yi also came through this process, she could hear his transformation from Xie Shi's music.She likes music, but she didn't expect to pay so much on the road of music. Those years of no popularity, one after another draft, the rising and falling humble popularity, being squeezed out by her peers, bullied by her seniors—— —Dreams are actually out of reach.

These emotions, she could be brought out by the singing of the man on the stage.

The newcomer now... Ai Yi was a little surprised but also a little sad.

Yang An straightened his waist and tapped his fingers to the beat of the music. He was wrong again. How could he have thought that this young man named Xie Shi was overconfident?

He glanced at Su Chengji who was not far away, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes. That idiot has a good deck of cards in his hand but can't use them.

"It's weird..." Su Chengji frowned, looked at Yang Xiyao, and murmured, "This kid Xie Shi recorded every sentence last time, and the audio he sang was like a dog chewing on it. How come his singing skills have improved by leaps and bounds in a few days?" gone?"

Not only was he very puzzled, Yang Xiyao's seriousness was even more clouded. If he hadn't been studying under the music teacher with Xie Shi, he would almost have suspected that Xie Shi had deliberately hidden his strength before!Otherwise, how could singing skills change so much in a few days? This is impossible!

Yang Xiyao had been standing in front of the camera watching. At this moment, he suddenly walked out of the lounge. Several newcomers and makeup artist assistants were immersed in the singing, and no one stopped him.

Except for a few of his diehard fans who had been waiting in front of the lounge waiting for him to come out, almost everyone else ran to watch Xie Shi's performance.

Yang Xiyao smiled shyly and finished signing, then looked up to the stage.

There, Xie Shi was singing, and he didn't notice him at all, and no one else noticed him.

Xie Shi sang very well. Although Yang Xiyao didn't want to admit it, he was really touching. When he was on stage, everyone's eyes were attracted by him.

No, it was snatched.

Yang Xiyao was in a very complicated mood. Xie Shi's subtle smile just now before he came on stage, and, isn't he lying down in the hospital at this moment? Could it be that Xie Shi has been secretly training these days?

Then, why didn't you tell him, Xie Shi has always regarded him as a good friend, there is no reason to hide it from him.

During the singing interval, there was a burst of warm applause, and Yang Xiyao's hands in his trouser pockets were suddenly clenched tightly.

Xie Shi couldn't hear the warm applause from the audience, he was immersed in his own world.

"Actually, you and the me of yesterday have changed a lot since today.

Only if you are tenacious, the road ahead will be even more hesitant..."

When he was framed by Fu Zichen and Yang Xiyao, he was numb; when his brakes were cut off and his life was ruined, he was in a daze——

At this moment, a monstrous regret broke out in his heart.

He finally understood what he had missed.

Those that are missing in life are family affection, friendship, love, dreams, and Shen Xun.

"How many naive ideals and how many discoveries are decadent..."

"There is only tenacity, even if the road to tomorrow is hesitant..."

Fortunately, that was all in the previous life.

God actually gave him another chance to start over.

This time he wants to live a good life, not only for those who hurt him in the previous life to see, but also for himself!

Xie Shi choked up his throat, closed his eyes, and let out a soft, inaudible sigh.

He quickly swept the chords with his left hand, and inadvertently felt a heart-piercing dull pain. The speed and strength of his hand remained unchanged, but he frowned faintly.

It was the wound cut by the glass when Fu Zichen's driver hit him.

Once the left hand was torn apart, the wound seemed to be continuously cut, bleeding continuously, more and more.

It's a long game, nerve-numbing, and there's 59 seconds left in the song.

Xie Shi made a decision almost immediately, his brows quickly relaxed, looking at Shen Xun on the huge screen, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, his left hand quickly pressed across the string, making the wound bigger.

Immediately, blood flowed profusely!

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Some people in the crowd began to ask who the young man was singing at the moment. Passers-by who didn't know why they thought it was the name "Ai Yi" on the banner of the real concert today, but isn't that Ai Yi a woman?

After being popularized by a few girls who knew Xie Shi, everyone was slightly surprised.

The singing voice of that person on the stage can almost form a story, from the cold and indifferent at the beginning, to the panic and panic at the end, and to the firm and powerful now, the emotions of the audience are completely carried away. How could this be a newcomer? Can it be done?

Someone from the audience began to shout: "Xie Shi! Come on!"

No matter how famous Xie Shi was, he had appeared on the show a few times after all. There were people who knew him, but his face was pale at the moment, and everyone realized——

A large swath of bright red color dripped from his hand.

It was almost an explosion below, everyone was talking a lot, and they almost couldn't care less about listening to the music. A few girls who were cute on the spot were so distressed that they could not wait to climb up the stage to deliver bandages.

"Xie Shi! Come on!" Such voices became louder and louder, surpassing Xie Shi's voice, and even surpassing the voices for the newcomers in the previous warm-up games.

Xiao Guo, who finally squeezed through layers of crowds to the square, saw such a scene.She stood on tiptoe and saw Xie Shi on the stage, she could hardly believe her eyes!How is it possible that Xie Shi can sing so well?

It must be lip-syncing, but it's clearly Xie Shi's voice!When did Xie Shi record such a song, why didn't she know?

Real people don't show their faces?

Xiao Guo was so excited that she was on the verge of tears. She seemed to be able to see the bright prospect that she was about to raise her salary, win the rich and handsome, and reach the pinnacle of her life!

More and more people stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows of the surrounding buildings, and many people leaned out in the corridors of the mall to shout.

——Until Xie Shi finished the last coda, stood up gently, and bowed to the audience.

Finally, the audience erupted with applause, and several girls finally squeezed to the side of the stage, asking Xie Shi to go to the hospital.

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"Shen Xun, be patient! What's there to see, isn't it just a few young people jumping around?" The manager couldn't bear it anymore and threw the script on Shen Xun.

Being Shen Xun's manager is a mixed blessing, knowing that with his talent, he will definitely be famous and his own future is boundless, but at the same time, he has a headache because of his poor management - for example, he sneaked out in the middle of the night the day before yesterday What did you go to the hospital for? !

Shen Xun stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows. He couldn't hear the outside sound from here, but from the reaction on the spot, he could see that the person sang very well.

However, Shen Xun's eyes fell on the huge screen in the center of the square, and the close-up shot was shot on Xie Shi's left hand, where it was bright red, the strings of the guitar had turned red, and blood flowed down the strings into the piano box .

Shen Xun's eyes were dark and his expression was unclear.

The manager followed Shen Xun's gaze and sneered slightly, "Tsk, the newcomers are doing everything they can to get a position... You were much calmer when you first debuted."

The manager shook his head, and the two brothers placed one hand on Shen Xun's shoulder, but the other side dodged it.

Shen Xun glanced at him, and his whole body was full of sharpness.

The agent froze.

"Do you think it's wrong for an artist to want to be popular?"

Agent: "...uh."

"Then it's better to cancel the commercial audition in the afternoon." Shen Xun said indifferently.

Agent: "...Are you kidding or just kidding me?"

"I thought you wouldn't want me to be too popular."

"..."

Before the agent had time to react, he heard the sound of closing the door. A few seconds later, he chased after him screaming, "Damn, you asked me to help you with your lines! Do you think I'm idle—wait Wait, I don't think this is the point!"

The point is, there are so many people below, why don't you get watched when you go down? !

Fu Zichen's car was blocked, and a large group of aunts in front of them were rushing across the road towards Jiyue Square with vegetable baskets, so the car in front had to stop.

He leaned his head back on the back of the car and closed his eyes quietly. The road was very noisy, but the voices from there could still be heard.

Very well sung.

As a music producer, Fu Zichen gave such an evaluation.

However, there is less aura and more craftsmanship. You can tell from the hard work the day after tomorrow.

But it's already hard to come by, for such a young person.

Fu Zichen opened the car window to make the sound clearer.

The driver reminded him anxiously: "Boss, there are many people on the road, so you will be found..."

Fu Zichen glanced at him and put on his sunglasses. The driver quickly retracted his head, his palms sweating.