Reborn Star Singer

Chapter 52

Before Julie had time to respond, someone informed Jeffrey to get ready to go on stage.The other party pointed to the stage maliciously, looked at Alva again, smiled meaningfully at Julie, and turned to leave.

"You know him?" The hedgehog head was confused and annoyed when he saw the man's leaving back.But Julie was so distracted that she didn't pay attention at all, she just nodded and shook her head blankly.

The hedgehog head is even more confused, what does this mean?Know, or do not know?Julie motioned for her to leave first, but just as the hedgehog was about to follow, Alva grabbed her by the forearm.

"What are you doing?" The hedgehog got impatient with his eyes still fixed on Julie's direction.

"Come to ask how your music preparations are going?"

"I can win without preparation!" Hedgehog rolled his eyes angrily when he heard such a question of lack of trust, "It's you, who left work a few days ago and said to collect materials, and then suddenly disappeared. Appeared and turned into a political figure, uh, I almost thought that the representative of Sci-Pai was your fan, who worshiped so much that he made his face look like you. What happened? Why did you fight with those People together? You don't plan to be a singer anymore? By the way, is your music ready?"

There were too many questions, Alva paused and chose the simplest answer.

"Actually...the song I'm not ready yet?"

Alva answered honestly.Basically, all the honest answers are nothing more than bad news to the audience.

"...Are you kidding!" Hedgehog jumped up on the spot, shaking Alva's collar, "Didn't you go to collect materials? Really, you haven't written a song yet?"

"No..." There are many songs, but no matter if it's a love song about parting or a tender tune, he still can't sing the emotion between those soft words, and he doesn't know what's wrong.

If you really want to say, when he sang those love songs, he seemed to be telling someone else's story.

It's not that I'm not moved, but that feeling doesn't belong to me.

Love is not the same for everyone.

He'd known it since he took part in the quiz that day.

Not every love will be so sweet that it will make people cry, and it will be so painful that mountains will collapse.

Not every encounter can start from a long, long time ago and end with a happy life together.

The beautiful feelings that are sung and praised as beliefs seem to be so far away from people, and they feel ethereal like a mirage that cannot be grasped just by singing.

I don't know why he suddenly thought of the Red Shoes Square, Alva looked a little sad, and smiled comfortingly at the hedgehog head,

"Actually, I still have preparations, but I don't want to sing that song until the end."

Because, that is not his love.

Even if he won't lose, he doesn't want to sing that song.

I always feel that while praising other people's love, my own love seems to be quietly buried like this.

"Hey, are you okay? You look like I'm going to die." The hedgehog seemed uneasy.

"I do not--"

"Now let's look at the MGN value! Oh, it's an astonishing number!" The host was surprised when the voice came from the stage.

Since the judging criteria for this competition is difficult to grasp, there are no judges, and the organizer directly converts the music into energy values, which is convenient for conversion and will not be implemented.As for whether this energy value is good or bad as an evaluation standard, it remains to be discussed. However, the significance of a friendly match does not lie in whether it is good or bad, it only lies in winning or losing.

Winning is a national celebration.

If you lose, you will be cursed by thousands of people.

The best result is neither losing nor winning, but in that case the traces of fraud are too obvious.

"Okay, so high." The host held the numerical panel in surprise, turned it towards the audience, and dragged out his voice, "It's actually full!"

The backstage of the stage was stunned, and the people around looked at Alva with some concern.

But there is no room for them to think too much, and the guest performances prepared for the short break have already begun.

The lively electronic variation led the stage lights to change, and the short break also became lively.

No matter where it is, the pressure is not small.

"Your performance will start in 5 minutes, please prepare." The members of the production team who came and went hurriedly dropped this sentence and rushed to the next location.

"Then, see you later." Alva smiled and waved his hands.

Hedgehog Head looked worried, but only nodded and said, "I believe in you."

Alva didn't know what to say for a moment, turned his head and walked towards the lifting platform.

On the soft chair in front of the piano, Alva was waiting for the announcement.Just like participating in the FU Music Festival for the first time before.

Similarly, the person who wants to sing for it is not around.

"Old partner, from the beginning to the end, you are the only one with me..." Alva touched the black and white keys of the piano.

Accidentally knocked the keys, and a heavy sound came out from the stereo, which startled the staff who were debugging.

"I'm sorry." Alva smiled apologetically, and the staff relaxed when they saw that it was not a big deal.

The singing on the stage disappeared at some point, and the lifting platform under his feet seemed to bring him under the light in a flash.

"Then the next one is the song brought by Alva Marcos, please enjoy it."

Looking around and looking around, there were crowds of people, and Alva quickly found a group of people wearing black military uniforms among the crowd.

But, no.

His hands rested on the keys, but he couldn't press them down.

The fingers stretched out and retracted, but the keys could not be easily pressed down.Alva sat motionless in his seat, and after about half a minute, everyone was still waiting quietly.

However, there was still no music coming from the speakers, and the crowd began to be a little commotion.Some people wondered if the sound system was broken, and the backstage supervisor also thought so.

"You, go and see if there is something wrong with the wiring." The supervisor waved his hand and asked to check the equipment, and everyone was in non-stop chaos again.

"What is Alva doing?" Hedgehog headed off the stage, more anxious than Alva who was frozen on the keyboard.

"Why don't you play?" Some people have already started to ask such questions.

"Could it be that he can't sing at all?" Jeffrey wiped his sweat off the stage and looked at the stage in a leisurely manner.

Press it down quickly, Alva mentally urges his uncontrollable hands and feet, but he can't move at all, he can hear the noise around him getting louder and louder.

He doesn't want to lose.But he also didn't want to sing irrelevant songs.

What on earth is he here for?

What has he been doing all this time?

"Alva Marcos! Come on!"

Suddenly, an energetic shout overwhelmed the noise of the scene and came from under the stage. It sounded familiar to Alva, but he couldn't remember where he heard it.

There is a premonition in my heart.A voice anxiously urged him to find the source of the sound.

Looking around, the shout sounded again.

"Alva Marcos, your brother asked me to tell you that if you lose—you can't—go back—home!"

Albert, the logistics soldier, held a small mic and looked at the eyes of the surrounding people with sweat dripping from his head, insisting on finishing what his boss had told him.

Ah, it's over.He saw security coming.Albert looked back at his superior in plain clothes plaintively.It seemed that he couldn't watch the concert anymore.

Alva followed the prestige, and the lighting engineer cooperated very well to turn on the lights under the stage. Gran was sitting under the stage with a straight posture, and his eyes were looking at the stage without blinking.The moment their eyes met, Alva's nose was sour, his heart was a little blocked, and he was suddenly annoyed, and he turned his head almost angrily.

Just go home, who needs his approval!

Thinking of this in his heart, he raised his hand to cover the smile on his mouth, Alva cleared his throat without a trace, and was surprised to find that his hand could move.

After being surprised, he couldn't help smiling, but the corners of his eyes were so astringent that he wanted to cry.

He raised his head and took a deep breath, the cold air was poured into his lungs, his mind suddenly cleared up, his heart trembled before his brain, and his fingers danced and circulated rapidly under the command of his heart.

Not whispered softly, not the sad sweet story of who loves whom and who misses whom.

Alva's song of love has such a childlike stubbornness, the prelude and the lyrics are almost completed in one go, a little bit of anger, a little bit of unwillingness, a little bit of sweetness and bitterness that is not easy to detect, in the singing, inadvertently Full of heart.

Pick up bits and pieces of the days they passed by, and count the bits and pieces.

The love that sprouts unconsciously may be due to curiosity at first, or even ignorant feelings that I don't understand.

The beginning of a relationship is in getting along day and night, maybe it is because of the concern when we depend on each other.

It is the cold nights in recent days that I really understand love.In the deserted night, a person will really be lonely.

Suddenly discovering love is not because love just fell from the sky, but because it has been waiting there.

Waiting for the day it is discovered.

I just hope that someone can look at me and feel all the emotions in those eyes.

But whether that is the time for a flower to bloom, or the length of life and death, no one knows.

All those who are immersed in love without knowing it have waited shyly, even cowardly.

If our world is big enough and time enough,

Such shyness is not a crime.

Wait with the so-called sea dry and rock rotten, and the vicissitudes of life.

Waiting for love to grow like a plant, little by little, till it's bigger than our empire.

But time is in a hurry.

In the middle of love, except for the silent time.

There are also all kinds of chasms that cannot be ignored.

Love that was never spoken, love that was missed, love that was accidentally let go.

The love of the girl with red shoes turned into yellow sand with a withered body after a long time, leaving nothing but regrets and expectations.

Although such a tragedy is also called love, no one wants this kind of love.

Everyone always hopes that their stories start a long, long time ago and end with a happy life together.

But few people remember that the first thing we have to do is to tell each other, I love you, these three words.

"Looking at the time passing by the second hand, who would have thought that everything would become too late."

"If your heart is heavy because of it, you must be aware of it."

"No one told you that this is love."

Love is not as imagined.

While you have the courage, sing loudly to express your affection.

I love you.

always love you.

From the day my eyes couldn't help following you, I have always loved you.

The impassioned and impassioned music quickly tells the unstoppable words in the heart with the carefree keys. This is the music that belongs to the present, living, and ongoing love.

"What is that?" Some audience members suddenly exclaimed.

A pink light curtain rises from the energy converter, unlike the previous azure that covered the entire venue, this strong color is all wrapped around a person.

The stage and the audience are connected together by a light curtain, like two ends connected by a rainbow.

The wish of the girl with red shoes is that love can really turn into a rainbow and appear in front of people across time.

The change of the singing voice is accompanied by the change of the energy light curtain, and the beautiful colors cover the five elements and eight bitternesses of love, joy and sadness.

The audience was listening to the song and couldn't react for a while.Is this a special program arrangement?

At the end of an indulgent song, Alva was on the stage, biting his lip and trying to pretend to be unhappy, but he couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth.

"ILOVEYOU!"

Alva Marcos confessed loudly at one end of the Rainbow Bridge in front of hundreds of millions of viewers.

Time is in a hurry and love is easy to miss.

We can't stop time, but we can hold each other's hands tightly and never let go, walking forward together with time.

Off the stage, Alice looked at Gwenbury who had crushed the communicator, and asked

"Where are you going?"

Gwenbury turned her head, suppressed the urge to look at the person on the stage, raised the corners of her mouth, and smiled very stiffly,

"I think there's something left to say between Robert and I."

The author has something to say: I couldn't find the old song MEandyou sung by a female singer, but it was all songs of the same name by AL.

Changing to ONYOUROWN is even more difficult, without lyrics.

So don't change it!

The lyrics are not lyrics, it is a famous love poem, I don't remember where I found it.Information will be added tomorrow.