Perfect Superstar

“Tomorrow will you remember the diary you wrote yesterday...”

“Tomorrow do you still remember that you used to cry the most? ”

“Teachers can't remember...”

When a familiar song sounds, countless fans are moved by it, especially those who love folk music, and they can't help but hum it, which is almost representative of an era of the music forum.

“Whoever marries you with such sentimentality, whoever reads your diary, will put up your long hair...”

"You at the Table", Lu Chen's famous work, the representative of campus folk music, this song was first performed by Lu Chen in the Forgotten Grass Bar and then appeared on the webcast platform.

Lots and lots of fans, it was through this song that Lu Chen was known, Lu Chen was known, and he liked Lu Chen.

In their hearts, Lu Chen will always be the young singer wearing a jeans t-shirt and singing herself with a rosewood guitar in her arms, gently handsome with the sunshine of a neighboring boy.

Just as Lu Chen sits on stage at this moment.

With the light flowing, everything seemed as if it had never changed. Those wonderful memories of the drip came to mind, making people cry.

“You used to be very careful. Ask me to borrow half a piece of rubber. You also accidentally mentioned that you like to talk to me...”

Someone has shed tears, for lost youth, for lost first love.

Lu Chen's song weakened, and the chorus sounded like a tidal wave, a wave higher than a wave.

This is the most inflammatory opening.

“La-la-la-la...”

When Lu Chen finished singing the last sentence, the song echoing in the main venue of the Olympic Center became a cheer and applause. Everyone clapped so hard that nothing else could express their feelings.

Lu Chen dropped the guitar. This guitar was a gift from Lu Xue for his 18th birthday. It accompanied his college career, accompanied him to Beijing, and accompanied him on his journey to fame.

In the eyes of the fans, this guitar is inseparable from Lu Chen.

“Thanks!”

Lu Chen took off the microphone and stood up in front of tens of thousands of audiences and said: "Thank you for accompanying me on this song" You at the same table ". Four years have passed since we all grew up. ”

“No matter how sorry, no matter how helpless, remember, I will always be with you! ”

“The next song is Dead Years."

The applause sounded and calmed down quickly because everyone didn't want to miss every second of Lu Chen's song.

He still plays his own personal performance, still a nostalgic folk song that touches his heart, but for Lu Chen's fans, this is the voice of their hearts that they will never get tired of.

“Flowers of snow in the wind, sprouting in memory, those red greens of our youth! ”

“The ambition is infinite and the eyes have turned to the sky. Walk alone in the streets and see only the old Evening Summer. ”

“Time is like running water, urging us to grow up, young minds have gray hair...”

As if it wasn't in a venue with 80,000 people, as if it wasn't sitting on a huge stage, as if there were not so many lights and cameras around…

As if Lu Chen was sitting in front of a live microphone and camera in the Forgotten Grass Bar, he focused on playing guitar, singing his song and telling his story.

The stories of the past, the youth of the past...

A lot of people listened to the previous song, "You at the Table" was just touching, but when they heard the song, "The Dead Years," they suddenly burst into tears.

Because Lu Chen is singing, it's also their story!

In the front seat of the audience, Chen Jianhou and Sister Na held hands and were very emotional.

In the past, Chen Jianhao and Na Sister were no longer young and had experienced countless winds and storms. Naturally, they would not be easily touched. They just watched Lu Chen singing himself on stage at this time. Both of them could not help but recall those related to him.

Lu Chen, who had just arrived to work at Forget Grass Bar, had never demonstrated his musical talent. Chen Jianhao was willing to host him, mainly because of his superior appearance and ability to attract some alcoholics.

If you say this reason now, you will definitely laugh off the teeth of countless people, but how could Chen Jianhao have imagined that in just a few years, Lu Chen stood in a position where everyone could look up!

Now Chen Jianhao is very fortunate, he and Lu Chen have made this affair, which has given him a lot.

Sitting around, for example, takes a lifetime to care for a beloved wife.

At this moment, Na's heart is filled with pride. She is proud of Lu Chen and proud of Lu Chen.

She won't tell anyone that she used to flatter Lu Chen on his shoulder. She used to help Lu Chen resist the jealous slanders of other bar singers. She also secretly stuffed hundreds of dollars in Lu Chen's clothes pocket.

She won't even tell anyone. She has always treated Lu Chen as her own brother, the kind who is very close to him.

Now this brother is no longer the slightly juvenile young man. He has already swept his wings up the sky, but in Na's mind, Lu Chen will always be the little singer who trembled nervously when he first came on stage.

She blesses Lu Chen with all her heart.

“Where are you now, people of the past? Are you also looking for a dream home...”

On a fixed desk in the upper right corner of the stage, a HD digital camera is constantly landing in the morning, and the images it captures are not like other cameras, and are continuously cut onto the big screen by the director.

The camera's signal is connected to the Internet and links to a special live room on [Whale TV].

Only people with a specific account will be able to log in to this broadcast room, not a large audience, maintained around 10,000 people, and, exceptionally, without rewards or access to any props.

This is the only live webcast of Lu Chen's first concert in the Olympics and is dedicated to those fans of Lu Family Army iron who have not bought tickets so that they can cheer Lu Chen on the first occasion.

Some of these fans can even be traced back to Lu Chen's live broadcast at the [Star Show], which is arguably the most loyal and oldest qualified iron fan in Lu Chen.

And Lu Chen's "You at the Table", a "Dead Years" brought them both beautiful memories and sad memories.

Quiet in the live broadcast room, no flying barrage, no smallpox props to reward, everyone listens more quietly than they feel the song brought to them, pure and clear emotion!

Everything seems like yesterday, just wish time would stay here forever.

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