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"2020.5.1 Gu Changxi Ten Years Dream Concert, this time, use the soul to speak."

The poster is very simple, Gu Changxi's face is half hidden in the darkness, on the left is ten years ago, with a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, on the right is ten years later, with eyes closed, and a hideous wound looming on his neck.

The Internet is frying again.

"What's the matter, am I dazzled? Doesn't it mean that Changxi can't sing anymore?"

"When I saw the wound on the poster, my heart ached. But how can I hold a concert with such a serious injury?"

"Since the concert can be held, it must have been taken care of. Where was the insider back then? Stand up and say it? @锋瑞娱乐, do you have any inside information?"

Fengrui's side was obviously very confused, and he didn't come up with any countermeasures for a while.

After a short period of astonishment, netizens realized: "Fuck, isn't the most important thing now to get ready to buy tickets?"

"Tearful eyes, I will definitely buy a ticket to see it, even if it's just to say goodbye to my young self."

"Our whole family likes Gu Changxi. At that time, my mother and I couldn't accept his withdrawal. A few days ago, we heard the truth that he was injured. We both cried. I didn't expect to see Gu Changxi's concert again in my lifetime. No matter what Has his voice recovered, no matter how well he sings now, we will definitely go."

"The ticket channel has already opened, why are you still bbping here?"

Even though Gu Changxi has disappeared for ten years, his concert tickets are quite easy to sell. In addition to the bonus of feelings, it is also because the group of teenagers who listened to songs ten years ago have grown up and have independent financial capabilities. Tickets are more than enough.

The concert is a venue for 8 people, [-] of which are reserved for individually recruited fans.

After the ticket window was discovered, all [-] tickets were sold out within three days.

On the evening of May [-]st, the concert arrived as scheduled.

Zhao Ziping, the up master who became popular again through the bug animation, brought his new girlfriend to the gate of the gymnasium.

Zhao Ziping himself is an otaku who is obsessed with two-dimensional and has little interest in reality stars.His girlfriend is a loyal fan of Gu Changxi, the kind who has never lost his fan for ten years.

The girlfriend said left and right along the way, "Is Changxi's voice really healed?" "I'm so worried about him, don't try to be brave"... It can be seen that she is extremely anxious, and Zhao Ziping has not dared to talk about it these days. She mentioned fire's name in front of her, but due to their different positions, the atmosphere between the two was still weird, and they were facing a breakup just after they got together.

In fact, he also harbored a secret mentality in his heart, wanting to redress for fire.He wanted to come to the scene to see what happened to Gu Changxi's voice.

The two came to the area where the support items were sold, and found that near the entrance of the concert, a group of people surrounded a booth and didn't know what they were doing.

Taking a closer look, the signboard in front of the booth reads: Scan the QR code to take a questionnaire, and send an idea headband.

The stall was not a fan, but an official staff member.

Zhao Ziping's girlfriend asked curiously: "What is this idea headband for?"

The staff said mysteriously: "When the concert starts, you will wear it, and you will know when the time comes."

The content of the questionnaire is all about Gu Changxi himself. Zhao Ziping's girlfriend has been fan of him for ten years, and the answers are fluent. After answering, look at the score, 96.

The staff member said she was qualified and handed her the idea headband.

Along the way, they noticed that there were very few people wearing headbands on their heads. It seemed that this headband was really a rare gift, and she immediately felt very proud.

The two entered and sat down in the VIP area.

"Although it's close to the stage, the location is quite out of the way. Why didn't you buy a seat in the central core area." My girlfriend complained.

Zhao Ziping scratched his head, "That piece doesn't seem to be for sale, it's gray when you choose a seat."

"How is it possible, who will sit there without selling tickets? Are there so many empty seats?" the girlfriend said, and turned her head to look, only to see that the large area was already full of people.

The strange thing is that each of them has that kind of thought headband on their head.

The girlfriend slapped her thigh, "I remembered, before the group recruited fan volunteers, a lot of people were recruited, could it be them? If I knew I would ask for leave, I would also participate!"

In fact, the [-] fan volunteers who were recruited didn't know what they were here for, they just cooperated in a daze, doing what they were asked to do, and wearing headbands when they were asked to wear them.

The venue gradually filled with people, and everyone waited in anxiety, anxiety, and excitement.

For the effect of tonight's live, they didn't have any expectations in their hearts, because the wound on Gu Changxi's throat was so obvious that no one could ignore it.

For them, as long as they can see Gu Changxi again and see him appear on the stage like ten years ago, that's enough.

Finally, the lights dimmed.

The crowd became consciously quiet.

In the silence, music began to flow softly.

The first thing that sounded was a humming sound, which was free, light, elegant, and had an indescribable sense of mystery.

Gu Changxi's voice!

That's right!This unique timbre, as well as the tenderness contained in the timbre, no one can sing it except Gu Changxi!

Zhao Ziping's girlfriend's nose became sore in an instant, and she held Zhao Ziping's hand tightly, unable to say anything.

The humming sound floated freely, but the stage was still pitch black.

Suddenly, there was a sharp noise from a poor-quality stereo. "呵啦——", the singing stopped.

The messy background sound appeared, and the big screen on the stage was lit up.

"What's going on? Changxi, Changxi, what's wrong with you?"

"Someone broke into the set and made trouble! Damn, he has a knife in his hand!!"

"Where is the security guard, call the security guard! Where is the security guard!"

"Changxi!!!"

Exclamations, roars, running, equipment crashing, stumbling shots, shaky images.

The hearts of the audience tightened all of a sudden, and they were so shocked that they were speechless. This turned out to be a live video from ten years ago!

Gu Changxi's eyes widened, and he fell to the ground in astonishment.

The picture turned black in his pupils that had not yet had time to focus,

I don't know how long it was dark, and finally a dialogue sound appeared.

"Impossible, the vocal cords have been destroyed, not to mention singing, speaking is impossible."

"Uh, uh...uh ah ah ah ah..."

"Changxi, what do you want to say?"

The humming sounded again.

This time it was Gu Changxi's original voice after he was injured.

Rough, hoarse, and indistinct, like the howling of ghosts and wolves.

Video materials from ten years ago began to be played alternately on the big screen.

"Thank you everyone, I'm Gu Changxi." The idol, young and pure, full of youthful feelings crushing all the little fresh meat now.

"The happiest thing is that singing is liked by everyone." Gu Changxi, 20 years old, is full of energy, like a radiant little sun.

"Dream? It's singing." Gu Changxi, 22 years old, is popular all over the country, and his original intention has not changed.

"As long as I can sing, I will keep on singing. Singing is something I have to stick to for a lifetime." Gu Changxi, 24 years old, is calm and gentle.

...Ten years passed in the blink of an eye.

"Silence is amazing, this song is amazing!"

"Can't you really meet Mr. Silence? I admire his talent very much."

"Silence deserves to be the top songwriter in the Chinese music scene, full of talent."

Ten years later, he became a top music creator in the industry. Countless Chinese masterpieces were born from the desk where he buried his head, and countless famous singers sang for him songs that he could never sing again.There are only other people's voices left in the world, not his own.

Only then did the audience know that the most mysterious creator in the music world, Silence, is Gu Changxi.

Zhao Ziping's girlfriend choked up and said, "He can't sing his own songs anymore."

However, if Gu Changxi's voice has been completely broken, if the voice of howling ghosts and howling wolves belongs to him now, what happened to the casual and free humming just now?

Countless viewers were puzzled.

On the big screen, the picture changed again, and the background music suppressed the unpleasant humming, forming a strange and unified harmony between the two.

"You want to make a music library for yourself? Let the software sing for you?" the manager said in amazement.

"But we only have past recordings, so we can't record the sound source live. Mr. Fire, is this possible?"

A clear voice said: "Then I will try my best."

Seeing this, Zhao Ziping's girlfriend suddenly stood up, "It turned out to be like this, ahhh, it turned out to be like this!"

Zhao Ziping was also very excited: "It was Gu Changxi who asked for it on his own initiative! Who the hell said the human blood steamed bun!! Fire is fulfilling his dream!!!"

But Gu Changxi's dream did not come true.

The audience present have all heard the songs made with vocalcords and know what kind of level it is.Those songs may have Gu Changxi's timbre, but not his soul.

Vocalcords' plan to produce songs failed as expected, and Gu Changxi left sadly.

Zhao Ziping couldn't help thinking to himself, could it be that this concert is based on the singer model, and the songs sung are all produced by machines?Moreover, the opening video was so well-produced that it gripped everyone's hearts from beginning to end, making everyone feel uncomfortable and eagerly looking forward to the next scene.

It seems that Gu Changxi has no hope of speaking again.

The audience thought so, and so did Gu Changxi himself in the screen.

Until the sound of fire appeared again.

The tone is clear, clean, young, not loud, but overwhelms all the background.

"Brother Gu, do you still believe in dreams?"

The whole scene suddenly fell silent.

A silence.

After an unknown amount of time, the piano music appeared and climbed slowly.The name of the song appeared on the small screens on the left and right sides of the stage. Lyricist: Gu Changxi, composer: Gu Changxi.

Vocal: Gu Changxi.

"It's the prelude, the prelude to the new song!"

"Ah, new song, Changxi's new song, how long has it been since I heard him sing!"

"But how to sing it! Is it really made by software?"

The prelude continued, and the opening video did not stop, but it was no longer the slow accumulation of emotions, but a series of quick montage cuts.

Eerie machines tangled with wires and exposed circuit boards stood in empty rooms.

Complex volatility graphs and calculated data are presented on the large screen.

A slender and tall figure was busy in front of the computer.

"It's beautiful, isn't it." Fire said quietly, his back standing in front of that ugly and weird machine.

A series of pictures flashed quickly, making people dizzy.

"You have to let yourself live in the singing, your brain must be singing all the time, we need your mind intensity to reach a perverted level."

Gu Changxi wears earphones for eating, sleeping and exercising.

"No, the existing brain-computer interface technology cannot reach it."

"We can't read your thoughts, Brother Gu."

As soon as Gu Changxi closed his eyes, he fell and fell in a world full of lyrics and melodies...

The manager yelled: "You are crazy, Gu Changxi, are you crazy!"

"It is already the most advanced achievement of the national brain-computer interface laboratory, and we can only do so much. The technology of brain-computer interface is too cutting-edge, it can't read your exact thoughts at all... Wait!"

"Wait, wait! I have a new idea!"

The dense formulas are listed from the whiteboard to the paper, and the wastebasket gradually fills up and is kicked over again.

"No, there is no such advanced quantum computing technology. At least a thousand qubits must be constructed to roughly cover the behavioral domain."

"Teacher Fire, can't you think of a way anymore?"

The screen sped up again, and the various interactions between Gu Changxi and fans, scenes from ten years ago were replayed one after another.

What idols are to fans may be the endless emotional power brought about by the shared empathy of countless moments.

"I understand, I understand..." Fire suddenly woke up.

"If science and technology are primary productive forces, love is a miracle in the world."

"Brother Gu, in the past you could only speak with your throat, but now you can speak with your soul."

The opening video ends.

A beam of light hit the stage.

Gu Changxi's figure appeared in the center of the stage. He was sitting on the ugly machine with exposed circuit boards, wearing a huge helmet full of wires on his head, and his whole body was surrounded by cold machinery.

But he was dressed in white, with his eyes closed, and the exposed half of his side face looked so clean and thorough.The only light on the stage illuminates him, but that light source seems to be not above his head, but on his body.

At this moment, the blunt machine and the gentle singer merged into one, technology and humanities merged into one, reality and romance merged into one, unprecedented conflicts and tensions were presented in this picture, and there is nothing more beautiful than it in the world .

The song that had been absent for ten years finally sounded again.

Apart from singing and music, there was no other sound in the entire venue, and everyone was too shocked to express any thoughts.

The only thing they can know is - this singing voice is Gu Changxi!This singing voice is definitely Gu Changxi!

It was Gu Changxi who sat on the stage with his mouth closed and didn't make any sound, singing!

It was Gu Changxi, who was so injured that he couldn't even speak, who was singing!

Do miracles really exist in this world?

The song started with an unbelievable miracle, and it surprised the audience with its excellent quality. When it ended, all the fans were crying.

Miracles really happened... right before their eyes.

The concert process was very short, with only [-] songs in total. During the period, Gu Changxi also interacted with fans. He entered text on the computer and displayed it on the big screen, or played a few melodies impromptu, and sang what he wanted to say with lyrics.

He is still so talented, like a shining star... no, like the sun that empowers everyone.His light has never dimmed, and nothing has changed ten years ago or ten years later.

If you are also in the game, after ten years, you have changed too much, and when you look back, you find that the things you loved when you were young have never changed, and you will be overwhelmed by the overwhelming touch at that moment.

At the end of the concert, even Zhao Ziping, who claimed not to be a fan, choked up, stood up and yelled, "Encore! Encore!"

Gu Changxi prepared a special encore.

"To the Fire"

The streamer moved, the singer closed his eyes, and the singing voice poured out from the stereo.

"Is the old days still there

Are you still dreaming an untouchable dream?

Maybe I read it wrong?

Walking alone, covered with scars, hiding stories and smiling

Why do you want to do this?"

Lou Qingyan was sitting in the background monitoring the work of the brain-computer interface, and was stunned when he heard this.

"Wait, there's no rehearsal for this song, Gu Changxi, what do you want to do?"

He stood up and rushed to the stage.

"False people forget

The tighter the kneading sand is, the easier it is to loosen

go find that little rose

He is in your starry sky or grass tip

laugh out loud, get drunk

I will build a coffin for it

Wings don't need cocoons

There will be a day when we will be freed from the mud"

Gu Changxi's manager immediately stopped him.

"The miracle collapses into your name"

Lou Qingyan fell silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

"You'll remember the things you never forget

you will do what you have done

you'll let go of all your worries

You will regain everything that is yours"

"You will be a clear flame

From the boiling core to the lonely universe

put the world

burnt like no one has ever seen"