I debuted on a talent show with my ex-boyfriend

Training ground, stage, lounge.Since participating in the program, such a process has become commonplace.They sat in front of the makeup mirror, looking at their plain faces, which were colored bit by bit by various cosmetics, like butterflies out of cocoons, stretching out their wet tentacles, looking at the brand new self .Yu Fei sat in front of the mirror, watching his face gradually illuminated, the stage makeup was heavy, he was like an unreal puppet, and he came to the ever-changing big world in a daze.

The conversation of last night is vivid in my mind.

Zhou Wangyu laughed almost as soon as he heard his thoughts, and there was a kind of helpless and cold teasing in that smile, and he said: "You can't change anything that has been predetermined long ago. You are just a trainee , I just want to rely on my own strength to set the agreed direction. Although I admire your idea, but—" Zhou Wangyu looked at him with regretful eyes, "It's easy to say, but it's easier to do. It’s even harder to reach the sky.”

Yu Fei straightened his back and felt that the sweat from the training was running down his back coldly, like mosquitoes and ants crawling in a dark corner. He thought for a long time and said, "If I combine these The shady is trying to expose it and tell the audience in front of the screen that they have been deceived, and there is a high probability that the results in front of them are not all true—" He looked at Zhou Wangyu, and then at Jiang He who shook his head slightly, the voice Decreases, "I get it, I get it's not practical..."

Jiang He obviously had more experience, he said softly: "Yu Fei trainee, if you really want to do this, then you must be prepared to spend your entire acting life buried with you." His eyes met Yu Fei's, clearly Thoroughly, "In this circle, the silent ones have always been able to go for a longer time. Although you guys surprised me about Chu Xiangdong's matter, have you ever thought about what would have happened to you if HP had backed up? ?"

"The shelf life of talent show variety shows is very short. If they can't make it to the end, even if the eliminated people are in high positions, after three months, half a year, or a year, who will remember these former losers and their The so-called scandal on the body. The same is true of people on social media," Jiang He sighed, staring at himself in front of the dance mirror and the sweat-stained wooden floor, "how many scandals have been clarified after a month or two, But no one is willing to listen anymore, and those passers-by who follow suit have already forgotten who the real master is."

"But--"

Jiang He raised his eyes. Although his eyes were very gentle, they gave people a feeling of sadness. He didn't know who he was thinking of, and even his tone was a little bit embarrassing: "But, will we forget? So fell into the dust and returned to the bottom of us—”

"Will you forget?"

His back was caught off guard, Yu Fei was shocked, and found a short trainee in black behind the mirror. He frowned and recognized it for a long time before he recognized this black eyeliner and purple gradient eye shadow. The person wearing the unruly skull print baseball cap is lucky. The pink cute boy is lucky to finally get his wish. He made a menacing punk look in the "Ghost Ship" group, which seems to have a post-modern eye impact .

Yu Fei was taken aback and almost jumped off the stool.

After a while, he said depressedly, "I almost didn't recognize you."

Wan Xing smiled, blinked at the make-up artist sister, and asked loudly: "Sister, let me pick out the accessories for our group, such as ear clips, necklaces, rings, etc. Anyway, how come it is so black!"

Yu Fei thought about the overall makeup style, and then substituted Le Shi's image. A cool handsome guy with big black smoky makeup and all-inclusive eyeliner popped into his mind. He was about to fall in love again, watching the make-up artist open the jewelry box, he bit his lower lip and said, "I'll help them pick it out too."

Luckily disgusted: "You are not allowed to help!"

Yu Fei pushed back the flamboyant skull in Wan Xing's hand, carefully picked out a black and quiet ear clip, and a small ring hanging on a thin silver chain. There was an amber rhinestone in the center of the ring, the color Like the eyes of a black cat.

Yu Fei thought about how this necklace would look on Le Shi's neck, and couldn't help but bend the corners of his mouth.The makeup here came to an end, Yu Fei's eyebrows and eye shadow were drawn handsomely, with a bit of a classical flavor.Yu Fei recalled that the first performance of "The Song of the Fortress" also had such a modern and unrestrained appearance, but the clothes on the upper body were not the ancient ones, but improved crisp suits.

Zhou Wangyu wore a small white suit embroidered with gold patterns. He looked like an old man attending a party for the tenth anniversary of his retirement. He laughed at himself as "a hale and hearty handsome".

Fortunately, he took a look at his business and whispered: "Those who don't know think he is a successful man selling mobile phones. It's just 8848 or something. The next step is to go to the mountains to play golf."

Yu Fei pressed his baseball cap and turned around, then rubbed the back of his head with a bit of bullying, and lowered his voice: "Where are you, brother Le?"

"Aren't you arguing lately? You've never been in touch with each other? Why are you still asking?" Wan Xing winked his eyes, stuck out his tongue, and deliberately picked on him.

Yu Fei frowned. He didn't know how Le Shi explained their estrangement in the dormitory. This series of words was too serious. He put the jewelry in his palm and slandered you, Brother Le, for having a relationship with you yesterday. Being pressed and kissed by me, he was very serious: "I want to make up with him, don't I?"

Wan Xing dismissed it with disdain: "Are you going to send someone a ring for reconciliation?"

Yu Fei choked up, didn't turn around for a while, patted Wan Xing's back vigorously, and scolded warmly: "You boy."

The "Ghost Ship" group is really eye-catching. From a distance, it looks like a collection of gangsters and bad boys. When Yu Fei didn't find Le, the makeup artist, he ran into him in the backstage lounge. Le Holding a small mirror at the time, he raised his hand to look suspiciously. The rehearsal hadn't started yet, and most of the staff were stranded outside. There was no one in the lounge. Yu Fei looked at it for a while, and suddenly shouted: "Lele .”

Le Shi shrugged his shoulders in fright, and looked back at him.

Yu Fei stared blankly for a while, then heaved a sigh of relief.

Without the worrying smoky makeup and black eyeliner of the last century, he is clean and handsome.

Leshi's usual thin bangs have been styled, combed back loosely, revealing a clean forehead, the corners of the eyes and brows are full of heroism, the shirt is black and purple contrast stitching, the hem is one long and the other is short, the neckline It is opened quite low, and the shape of the collarbone is clearly outlined. One sleeve is rolled up, exposing the forearm, while the other hangs loosely over the palm of the hand. The black trousers have holes at the knees, and the knees are blue. White joints.There are some silver pendants hanging on the belt of the trousers, which jingle with the movement, and the sound is crisp.

Yu Fei couldn't help leaning against the door, teasing him teasingly: "This time the look is really pretty. I've never seen you dressed like this."

Le Shi looked at his body and said lightly, "I've never seen you dressed like this." After a pause, he turned the small mirror into his trouser pocket and asked, "What can I do for you?"

Yu Fei approached him. His shape was to wear gloves, very short black leather gloves, showing half of his palm.There are clip earrings in the palm of the hand, and the necklace with the ring hanging from it.Yu Fei stared at Le Shi's face, the makeup was exaggerated and unreal, but it highlighted Le Shi's sharp and indifferent temperament very well. When he took the stage, it would probably trigger a wave of amazement.

Yu Fei wanted to laugh, but held back, and said, "What are you doing hiding here alone?"

Of course he saw the mirror that Le Shi hid in the palm of his hand, but he just wanted to tease the other party on purpose, Le Shi looked at him with a speechless look of "you didn't know it long ago, so you still have to ask."

When Le Shi took the earrings from Yu Fei's palm without saying a word, the way of putting them on was a bit rough and awkward, Yu Fei watched from the side with great interest, with a sly smile like a cunning fox who has succeeded in tricks.

After Leshi tried to put it on several times, Yu Fei stretched out his hand, stroked the hard black ring lightly, then pinched Leshi's earlobe lightly, Leshi avoided it, his ears are always very sensitive .

Yu Fei suddenly felt a little sad, and the voices of Zhou Wangyu and Jianghe faintly sounded in his ears.

Every sentence Jiang He said was very realistic: "Anything has a corresponding price. After all, the people on the show are all smart people, and people seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. There is no reason for the so-called justice. Give up the chance to debut."

Yu Fei looked at Zhou Wangyu, Zhou Wangyu avoided his gaze, and said slowly: "My debut is the last way for me to prove myself to my family, and I don't want to give up."

Yu Fei clenched his palms tightly, but after a while he could only speak dryly: "I don't know whether what you want is the final debut stage, or the recognition from your family."

Zhou Wangyu stared into his eyes and said, "Is there any difference between the two?"

Yu Fei looked at him without fear, "I also had a dream like yours that was still denied, and I also hope to go to the end."

And hope is fading.

Yu Fei lowered his eyes, opened the necklace carefully with his fingers, and unfastened the metal buckle. He moved gently, as if he was afraid of disturbing or breaking something, and hung it on Leshi's neck with his own hands. The black necklace The ring hangs quietly on Leshi's heart, the amber golden spar coldly peeps at everything in the world.

Yu Fei stared at Le Shi's eyes, which were as clear and clean as ever, with a quiet chill.

Le Shi suddenly said, "Are you nervous?"

"How could it be?" Yu Fei smiled relievedly, "Our group still wants to take the first place."

Le Shi tilted his head and replied, "No.1 should be from our group."

Yu Fei felt a little sweetness in the heavy thinking, who cares - Leshi is still by his side, music is still by his side, when the spotlight beam falls, all shadows will no longer exist, Even if it is fleeting happiness, he will try his best to catch it, hold it tight, and enjoy it. This self-consolation of being drunk now makes him laugh dumbfounded.It seems that he left HP at that time simply because he was frustrated and felt the bondage of freedom, so he left frivolously, so he suffered countless hardships, which was his own fault.

He deeply apologizes to Zhang Lan and Cui Tan who are the most unacceptable in the team, but he will not stop because of this, and they will meet again on the stage one day.

Who doesn't have a dream, who doesn't want to be affirmed, who doesn't have the corner of his own that he has longed for since the beginning-free, brilliant, and brightly lit.

When he stared at Le Shi, his eyes gradually lit up, those eyes were full of hope and would never admit defeat. He had endured and waited for too long.

Yu Fei said: "I'm actually very nervous and scared. Maybe this is my last performance on stage, and I may not make it to the end."

"But no matter what the result is, I will do my best and have the most fun. I won't give up, so don't give up either."

This is the only thing he can say firmly to Le Shi in the most confused and darkest moment.

The power of language is sometimes the weakest, and sometimes it is the most powerful. Yu Fei is not the only one who throws this sentence at Le Shi. He saw Le Shi slightly opened his eyes, and then curled his lips and smiled as if realizing something. , when he smiled, his brows and eyes were very gentle, even he didn't know it, Yu Fei touched the ring on his heart, Le Shi came over and hugged him gently.

Le Shi whispered in his ear: "I won't, until the day when the final result comes out, I won't give up."

Yu Fei didn't have any more nostalgia, and left that empty hug, he smiled, and said to him from left and right: "I chose the ring for you."

Yu Fei's face was a little hot for some reason, and he knew that the provocative words came from his own mouth. He bit his lips nervously and whispered, "I hope to wear a ring on your ring finger in the future."

Le Shi glanced at him indifferently, the emotions in his eyes could not discern joy or anger, but the tip of the kitten's ears had a layer of subconscious light pink, which looked cute.

Leshi stood up, tidied up his clothes and accessories, stood at the door for a while before leaving, turned around and said:

"I'll wait for that day."

Yu Fei once appeared on the stage with countless complicated moods.

When he performed on the stage for the first time, he felt the sudden silence of the audience, and the malice of the whole world seemed to point arrows at him. He hugged his guitar like a child retreating into the room. For a while, he also heard a cry of apology in the darkness. They were the ones who closed the door, and they were the ones who opened the door. Some people always insisted when he couldn't explain, and some chose to leave silently.

The lights came on, cheers erupted, and Li wanted to leave it up to them:

"Before the stage starts, let's say a word to all the fans who support you."

Jiang He said: "Everyone who has been watching me has really worked hard. I will not forget the original intention of being on the stage and continue to work hard."

Behind Jiang He is the countless years of cold storage since his debut, running for his songs in obscurity, what was his original intention on the stage——Yu Fei looked at his face, with a gentle expression and a smile, eyes as soft as Lin The moose in the middle, he bowed deeply to the cheering audience, the tip of his nose seemed to touch his knee.

Jiang He looked at the stage with such reverence, and his attitude towards the audience was so gentle.

— like the last time.

Zhou Wangyu took the microphone, and he paused for a few seconds, waiting for the excited fans to gather their voices.

In front of the camera, he was still calm and calm. He smiled decently, bowed slightly, and said in a gentle voice: "Thanks to everyone's support along the way, I will study hard and improve in the future, and I will definitely live up to many people. Hope, let yourself get the ability to be worthy of the position of No.1." But his words seemed to show a trace of uneasiness, contrary to his self-confidence and calmness, Yu Fei saw his clenched fist secretly on the cuff.

—There is nothing heavier than self-doubt.

The heavy microphone was held in Yu Fei's hand, and the cheers were still boiling, but it was like the first time he heard it, and the hairs all over his body were terrified by it.

He took a deep breath, and many memories flowed peacefully to his heart, warmed by his blood.

"Before the stage starts, I still want to apologize to my company, my teammates, my seniors, my fans, and everyone who was affected by the turmoil of quitting and canceling the contract. Since I don't agree with the company's philosophy, in Six Light Years On the eve of my debut, I would like to apologize again for the irreversible harm I caused to everyone. I’m sorry.” There was silence in the audience, and continuous applause sounded like an answer.

"I hope that in the future, I will be able to sing the songs I want without restriction and restraint, and enjoy the best stage, even if this is the last time."

Yu Fei knew that what he said was not only for the audience present, but also for the online audience who were watching the live broadcast outside the venue.

Old hopes have faded, and a new era has dawned.

Regardless of the future, he returned to the stage. The down-and-out boy put on brocade clothes and walked against the wind.

The lights dimmed, the curved screen fell into darkness, and the audience held their breaths.

With the approaching drumbeat, the melancholy sound of the flute passes through the vast yellow sand.Several green weeping willows float out from the edge, as if they are close at hand and within reach.

A blood-red setting sun rose slowly, illuminating the five trainees lined up in a pyramid on the field, a banner rose through the air, and Jiang He stood at the end of the team, waving the long flag, chasing loudly.

The audience was silent, and the excellent choreography effect seemed to pull them into another world. The mournful wailing of Qiang flute and Hujia was lonely and lonely. Different from the explosive melody and poisonous rhythm of ordinary saliva songs, this is a song with low emotions.

Under the rays of the setting sun, Yu Fei crouched in the fiery setting sun.

The slightly exaggerated clothes under the fluorescent lamp showed a solemn and solemn atmosphere at this moment. On his shoulder was a roaring golden tiger with eye-catching eyes, which was drawn with thin lines, and a bright red flag was beside him. Waving, the rhythm of the drums gradually becomes stronger and more powerful.Yu Fei solemnly raised the microphone and brought it close to his lips. His voice seemed hoarse and gloomy as if it had been honed by the wind and sand:

"A young man in just a brocade, flying with flags and flags, looking north at Sirius, where mountains and rivers are all lit up."

The four simple words are pressed in with a low back and melancholy, and the four characters of Jinyi Boy bite with infinite tenderness, and the sound transition is stable and gorgeous, as if it is the reappearance of a gentle and carefree boyhood.

The spirit of the youth, blood to kill the enemy, drums roar, flags flying.

He slowly stood up and looked at Chang'an in the northwest. His angry voice was like a golden sword splashing with fire, gushing out with vigorous force. He subconsciously raised his hand to loosen his ears and pulled Mike away. His breath was steady and his voice was loud. Deafening.

The world in the singing came alive immediately, and everyone seemed to see a young man who was not afraid of anything, wearing a soldier and holding a gun, looking at the mountains and rivers from afar.

The willows on the curved screen blow and dissipate, the camera keeps moving forward, surrounded by the relics of the battlefield, and countless fierce horses gallop forward.

Zhou Wangyu stood up, and his high-pitched voice was bleak and majestic: "My story is blood and tears. No one can explain my achievements, honors and disgraces. I use my sword to break through the empty world. I write the victory or defeat."

His voice is very penetrating, stable but not sharp, and Yu Fei choruses for him in a low voice. The electronic rhythm of R&B plays in unison with the flute and zither of the national style, like a sudden gust of wind on the ground. In the last line Reach the gorgeous and gorgeous Blast Peak.

The flag stands on the ground, and the light splits from a calm and bleak ray of setting sun into purple, red, and blue interlaced laser light, which is as dense as the shadow of swords and swords. The teenagers change from a triangle to a trident, dancing together and bursting out with the drumbeat.

"I used to be Jin Yilang in the eastern capital, and the five princes and seven nobles returned home drunk. In this life, I am not afraid of love and hate, and my reputation and wine are ancient and fragrant."

The drumbeats fell neatly and powerfully with the dance steps, and the trainees on the left and right stretched out their hands to the void, as if raising a bottle of wine, and cupped their fists to salute.

Jiang He stood in the center, leaping up with the singing, a big leap with rustling clothes and a light body.The zither was in a hurry, and he sang as soon as he landed, with a steady and chic voice.

Everyone changes, the lights focus on one point, and surround him in the middle. At the end of each sentence, the accompaniment and vocals will give out a refreshing and flamboyant roar.

"When you come, there are big winds and clouds flying, and when you go, heroes sing together."

The microphone is pointed at the audience, like another toast.

The audience's blood boiled for shouting, and they couldn't help clapping and shouting to the beat. The five trainees who danced in the bloody setting sun set the whole scene on fire.

"My story is about love and hate, sorrow and fire and blood, meeting thousands of troops alone, not asking the world and asking the sky."

Yu Fei clenched one hand into a fist towards the sky, and the practice lines behind him changed vividly, squatting down in a row.

The light dimmed and turned into a blood red.The rhythm of the war drums slowed down, but the classical viola was riding the wind, and the sharp sound of the flute was like a flying geese under the stuffing, and the sound was urgent.

Yu Fei's chants span an extremely wide range of vocals. The first half is like a dark sea of ​​sand, low and gentle, while the second half bursts out with endless anger and unwillingness.His eyes were firm, and the blue veins and blood vessels in his neck were prominently visible due to his exhaustion.

Every time they sang a line, a handsome and resolute young man stood up, posing in an unrestrained and unrestrained posture, they raised the microphone, and used different timbres to harmonize with Yu Fei.

"Meet thousands of troops alone, don't ask the world—"

The final chorus shook the heavens and the earth. The young man in brocade clothes stretched out his hand and took out a glass of spirits from the border.

The war has reached its climax, and the young man with lofty ambitions, even though he is full of scars, still puts on his tenacity and fights his way alive with bloody weapons and armor!

The applause of the audience was louder and louder, but Yu Fei's fist was still persistently raised in the air.

They are not unfamiliar with this posture - in the past few years, whether it is Li Xiang, who broke through the world, or Kan Junhuan, who is already famous, they all issued such a challenge to the whole world when they were at their lowest point!

What a frivolous, what an ignorant young man!

They remembered that Yu Fei had resolutely left the group, and that he would bear the malicious speculation from all directions alone. This would become an unclean stain in his acting life, but now he has put forward a challenge. He took off his ears completely, and clenched his fists tightly From the heart, let out an unyielding singing voice!

Yu Fei's chorus is long and rough, with a grainy feeling like wind and sand blowing towards his face, while Zhou Wangyu is a clear and high moon. Their singing overlaps and blends together, just like nature.One person represents the loud and clear classical charm, while the other person is the angry rock voice soaked in modern electronic elements. The two seemingly different voice lines and two singing styles together push the song to its climax.

The galloping horses in the background disappeared, and what caught the audience's eyes was a solitary bright moon, and under the moon was a desert like snow and frost.

Accompanied by the thunderous drum sound, the gorgeous and surging electronic sound left, and in the silence, suddenly a clear flute sound drove the night away!

The lights were dim, and only Zhou Wangyu was left standing in the center of the arena. He sang the last three words reluctantly but resolutely:

"Don't ask the world, ask the sky..."

Whether it is good or bad, right or wrong, waves of public opinion come and go, and time will determine everything.

Even if he is hopeless, even if he is desperate, he still stands here, he is arrogant, arrogant, and energetic, and he is doing his best, and he is not ashamed of his heart.

Yu Fei was dripping with sweat, and the sweat flowed into his eyes, which hurt like fire.He seemed to have really experienced a bloody battle, his whole body was hot and he was sweating profusely.

The music didn't stop, the audience cheered!

The stage under their feet seemed to be shaking violently, the lights in the venue were turned on, the trainees exchanged glances at a loss, and soon saw sweaty smiles on each other's faces, the bright moon and the desert on the stage screen did not disappear, and the The curtain system was turned on, and they saw the overwhelming red fonts, with flame effects burning on each word.

The entire audience, whether they were fans holding banners or cheering objects, stood up, waving their arms frantically, shouting and screaming:

"Encore! Encore—!"

Li wanted to go on stage, but he couldn't appease the crowd for a long time, so he had to smile and watch the people in the audience shouting encore passionately.

The barrage rolled away, like rough dust blown up by the wind, piercing into the eyes, inexplicably panting.

"The best stage of the year! The best stage of the year! One person's blood book wants to be on the N list! One person's blood book wants to be on the N list! My social security!"

"encore/encore/encore encore/"

"I don't care about it. I've become a fan of the double lead singer circle. What kind of fairy singing is this? I lost it. I really lost it. At this moment, I just want to [not be outside the law] a hundred times!"

"Yu Fei, tell them with your singing! You don't admit defeat! You meet thousands of troops alone, and you don't ask the world to ask the sky! You will march on the song and come back victorious!"

"No matter how many years you have debuted, you are still the boy I have seen for thousands of years! Mr. Jiang He! That leap, dreaming back to before your debut!"

"I want to give them the first place in the team—the first place in the team!!! [The Internet is not a place outside the law] Program group, do you hear me! Give them the first place in the whole team immediately!!!"

Zhou Wangyu looked at Yu Fei amidst the cheers, and was almost burned by the bright and scorching light in his eyes.

At this moment, he suddenly understood what a dream is.

The audience finally shouted hoarsely. Li wanted to ask everyone how they felt. Yu Fei’s voice was already hoarse, and he said thank you indistinctly. It's completely different, but for some reason, Zhou Wangyu has endless feelings of envy for him-it's completely different from himself. When he sings, he always deliberately thinks about where to inject emotion and what kind of emotional coordination What kind of technique is like a hidden ancient poem.

But Yu Fei was different, he seemed to have dug out his whole heart, full of fiery emotions beating in the palm of his hand, as if saying, these are the only and only ones I have, and I put them in my heart completely. In front of you, the sad and the happy, the good and the bad, are all here.

For the audience, he has no reservations, and for the goal, he gives everything.

Maybe it was because the atmosphere was too enthusiastic, or maybe it was because the sports were too passionate, Zhou Wangyu's heart was shaken violently at this moment.

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This chapter is quite long, thank you for reading!