Beautiful strong and miserable boy group

"Find a chord to start singing, the story of the forgotten time.

The starting point is the ordinary growth, or the appearance of teenagers when they first learned the guitar. "

Shen Shushi sat in front of the snow-white piano, his slender fingers dancing on the black and white keys.

His voice is cold, especially when he sings solo, he is a little hoarse, as if he drags people into the story at once.

Ruan Mengxi quietly sat on the floor with her chin in her hands, looking up at her brother.

It was only now that he knew that his brother could play the piano.

It seems that he is not a qualified fan yet.

Shen Shushi performed the first part while playing and singing, then turned to look at the three people sitting in a row.

"How?" Although the question was directed at three people, his eyes fell on his younger brother immediately.

The lyrics of this song were filled in recently, especially the climax/climax part in the second half. Thanks to the inspiration from my brother, he was able to determine the final shape of the song.

Ruan Mengxi nodded with a smile, and clapped vigorously, "It sounds good! It's great!"

This is a song he has never heard in his previous life, even better than their first song "Love is a Light".

Especially the rap in the middle part, it should be better if it is matched with the drumbeat.

Ruan Mengxi thought so and suggested so.

Shen Shushi nodded and agreed.

"The dance part of this song may not need too much, or we can arrange a small theater." Tan Xiaowu also raised his hand to suggest.

This was the first time that Tan Xiaowu took the initiative, and Shen Shushi also gave him the greatest encouragement—no objection.

Bi Sheng has been listening and taking notes. His sense of pitch is very good. Many songs can be completed after listening to the score twice. This will be it.

"Have you figured out the name of this song?" Bi Sheng looked at the lyrics in the first half, and was a little curious for a while.

Shen Shushi shook his head, then looked at his younger brother, "Why don't you let Ruanruan come up with a name?"

"Me? I can't. This is your song, brother Shen. How can you let me name it." Ruan Mengxi immediately waved her hand and refused.

"This is our song." Shen Shushi drew a circle among the few of them and corrected, "Also, I originally called this song Youth's Dream, but then I thought it was too vulgar. Because I joined Xinghuo and met you..."

"And everyone, just created the whole song, so this song belongs to us, and it's just right for you to decide the name."

Fortunately, he adjusted his wording halfway, and Shen Shushi clenched his fingers on the piano keys into fists, and said in his heart that it was dangerous!I almost leaked my little thoughts.

However, Bi Sheng had seen through everything early on, turned his head to look at Ruan Mengxi with a smile, and persuaded, "Then let Ruan Ruan choose a name~"

Tan Xiaowu at the side raised his hand, "Hey, there's another living person, can't you see it?"

"Let's all think of a few, then write them down on a note, and finally let Brother Shen be the referee, is that okay?" Ruan Mengxi thought of a way.

Several people recorded the songs played and sung by Shen Shushi into audio, put on headphones and looped the song, and then each was given a pen and a blank paper.

Ruan Mengxi pushed open the glass window of the practice room, and there were still cicadas and frogs outside the window. It was no different from every summer in the past, and it was no different from every summer in the future, but looking back, under the incandescent lamp, he could never dream. Brothers who dare to think.

Now they really come together, stand on the stage together, study together, and work hard towards their dreams together.

During the preparation process these days, Ruan Mengxi also thought countless times whether to pretend to be sick or find some way to delay for two days, but he couldn't bear to see his brothers who were so serious.

After all, it was different from before. He listened to his brother's cold voice in the earphones, closed his eyes, and let the wind blow through his hair.

"There is light at the end of the darkness, there is light at the end of the night.

That fame is in sight, there will be hope, or is it the arrogance of ignorance?

So what?So what? "

He wrote stroke by stroke on that piece of white paper - "Fame is in sight".

This time, they will definitely become famous, stand on the highest and biggest stage, and accept everyone's cheers and applause!

The name of the song was almost unanimously approved. Although Tan Xiaowu stubbornly believed that his "Youth, Boy" was also good, he was successfully dissuaded by Bi Sheng's random search of a dozen songs with the same name.

Without the "naming rights", he can only concentrate on arranging his stage plays.

The days in the training room were black and white, and the only time Bi Sheng dared to speak up and argue was during song practice. Even for Shen Shushi, the team leader who wrote the original lyrics and composed the music, he was so stubborn that he blushed and his neck was thick.

And Tan Xiaowu would rarely put away his hippie mask during choreography and rehearsal, and become meticulous.

Time flies and it is the day of playing songs.

Lao Hu, the agent and driver, sent the child backstage, and contacted the staff to help move the props in the trunk to the stage.

This time there are a lot of stage props, and Lao Hu was a little surprised when he saw it. However, the children rehearsed many times, but they refused to show it to others in advance, even his manager.

Sometimes Lao Hu would also sigh with emotion, he really picked up a treasure, where can he find such a young idol who is good-looking, strong and can create.

The newcomers staged one after the other, and Xinghuo was arranged last because of the large number of props and stage requirements.

The newcomers who finished the performance were not in a hurry to leave the stage, they just waited and watched from the audience.

After all, the performers on the same day are likely to be the opponents on the rookie list in the future. Watching the opponents' stages in advance can also let the rookies know what they are doing.

Even many big companies will send talent scouts to sit under the stage, and it is not uncommon to encounter such good artists promoted by small companies on the spot.

There are no seats under the singing stage, and all the audience are standing, so from day to night, many audiences come and go, changing batch after batch.

Usually when it comes to the last game, there are often no one there.

However, there are quite a few people left today. Before Lao Hu had time to tell the children, they actually already have fans, not many, only a few hundred. They all got together spontaneously after watching the program "Star Reaching 101". Now Has become a fan base.

And this time "Dage Stage" is Xinghuo's first public itinerary, naturally there are fans present.

Ruan Mengxi straightened her white shirt in front of the mirror, and looked at herself in the mirror and let out a foul breath.

Tan Xiaowu, who was wearing a pink water-sleeved costume, also put on a wig. His waist-length hair took an hour to take care of. He put on a ghost mask and walked backstage with a smile.

Bi Sheng was wearing a gray Chinese tunic suit, his hair was combed into a greasy side, and his whole person was a little more bookish than before, especially wearing a pair of thin-frame glasses, which made him look more refined.

And Shen Shushi, who finished finishing his clothes in the end, was wearing a black chivalrous robe, a gold coiled dragon belt, and a hair crown on his head.

The four of them actually wore completely different performance costumes, which was the first time on the stage of playing songs.

The on-site director confirmed with them several times, and was told that there was no problem with the clothes, and communicated with them about the lighting and the layout of the on-site props.

Finally, Xinghuo's singing stage came.

"Dingling bell" was the first bell for the end of get out of class, and the boy rushed out of the school gate immediately with a guitar on his thin back.

"No, I'm sorry, I'm late!" The screen on the big screen behind him switched from the surging crowd at the school gate to the dark corner of the speakeasy, and a beam of light shone on the boy.

Panting, Ruan Mengxi bowed continuously to the camera, his eyes eager to explain, but the door was shut with a "bang".

The prelude started to sound, and the boy walked on the street in the night and sang the first line.

Immediately afterwards, his footsteps stopped, as if he had traveled through time and space, and the light turned to another boy in a costume with long sleeves. Tan Xiaowu sang while dancing to the beat, "On the stage that year, there was no applause, no spotlight, Only the edge of the basin, stubbornness that does not admit defeat!"

With a flick of the sleeve, the boy's slender waist showed a "bow" like a weeping willow silk ribbon, and then fell to the ground dejectedly.

Following the direction of his sleeves, the light then shone to another corner.

A man in a gray tunic held a volume of books and raised his arms.

"Dreams are boiled blood, sweat and tears into soup, poured on the dry and barren reality.

When the daily weight makes us not resist, we only find the wasteland after falling to the ground——

Slim, hope, bloom. "

The rhythm of the music became more and more intensive, and the moment the drums sounded, the young man dressed as a knight drew out his sword like a dragon swimming.

Then the scene changed, Shen Shushi tore off his belt, and his black robe fell off.

Revealing the clean white shirt inside.

He walked towards Ruan Mengxi who was playing the guitar step by step.

However, the two of them were suddenly blocked by a wall. The flickering lights and the eyes watching the screen made the atmosphere of the audience depressive. But when the boy took the microphone and roared and sang, everything went wrong. Turned into a high wall.

"Wandering from station to station, the hotel and the airport. Interviews and offenses and defenses over and over again.

Pair after pair of gazes are like prisons and high walls.Is the scenery inside the wall as imagined? "

The climax is the chorus of the two, but at the end of the roar, the person wearing the ghost mask poured a bucket of colored paint on the two.

The white shirt was stained with colorful paint and grime.

The music stopped abruptly.

The picture fell on Shen Shushi and Ruan Mengxi facing each other across the wall, and the two sat down back to back.

Bi Sheng's voice sang into people's hearts at this time.

"I dreamed that we climbed over the wall. Datura flowers bloomed along the way, and we crossed the absurdity of the world barefoot."

We'restupidbutstrong, the roof after school is like a square for thousands of people, never think too much, just believe. "

In the lyrics, everything seems to be back to the surging crowd at the school gate.

Ruan Mengxi stood up, and at some point there were a few more threads in his hand, and the other end of the thread was connected to colorful balloons.

The boy got up and ran forward. The balloon in his hand was released and it was floating above Shen Shushi's head. He turned around and looked at the boy running forward.

"The young man looked back and laughed at me for not following quickly."

After the last line of the lyrics fell, Shen Shushi stood up and ran towards Ruan Mengxi, with a smile on his lips.

The audience was silent again, and then the lights were turned on. The four people returned to the stage and bowed neatly in the direction of the camera. They didn't say a word, but there was thunderous applause from the audience.

Even the newcomers who were waiting to see the last opponent applauded enthusiastically. There were many people in the crowd with red eyes and hoarse voices from crying. The sobbing was accompanied by cheers, and the atmosphere in the venue was high for a while.

The four held hands and bowed before looking up, only then did they realize that there were one or two light signs in the crowd.

Although the number was small and scattered in the corners of the crowd, the word "Xinghuo" was impressively written on the bright white light board, which moved the four performers for a while.

They have fans!

This time it's not fake, it's fans who really came for them and listened to their singing.

Although they couldn't see their faces, when standing on the stage and looking down, it was like looking up at the starry sky alone, and suddenly found a star shining in the dark night sky, not many, but that was enough.

They, who have always been known for their "unfamiliar understanding", bent down again in unison, towards the audience, towards the twinkling stars, and bowed ninety degrees for those who called their names under the night sky.

Thank you for coming, we are very happy.

This song "Fame is in sight" is dedicated to ourselves and to you.