Still, Wait For Me

Sing this song, dance this dance, some people think it's the turn to speculate, some people think it's the turn to fire... but “uncle” actually just wants to make a little girl happy, on her birthday.

As a result, he was filled with laughter, and after laughter, people saw his seriousness and dedication. It's just that people don't know that this seriousness and dedication is actually just for one person, but it's not about them.

The first song of the round ended with a round of applause and screaming.

The audience found that of the five people on the stage, three exited and two stayed on the stage.

Neither the audience nor the journalists on the scene consciously calmed down.

“So that's it," they thought, "really turn around, coming.” Whatever their final recognition of the previous song, everyone feels the same way, and that shouldn't be a turnaround.

“Maybe it was just a cheerful and lively ticket game to bake the homeschool celebration atmosphere, but really be careful! ”

“So what happens next? ”

It is expected that… two backstage staff rushed up to the stage to support the two microphone racks and insert the microphone. And then what? The audience saw two little girls running up the stage with their guitars.

“Item coagulation… item coagulation.” Su Nannan pulled Xiang Zheng's arm and dragged her to the stage and said, "Come on. ”

Su Nannan handed the guitar over to Fu Cheng.

“Thank you.” Fu Cheng smiled and took the guitar. Standing still in front of the microphone, his fingers twitched the string. Just a few tries, the applause and screaming under the stage followed.

Xiang Jian held the guitar in his hand and stood in front of Xu Tiansheng.

She clasped her lips and looked at this man slowly in front of her. She grabbed the guitar gently. She looked very seriously, very carefully, looking at his finely shattered little fuzz, looking at his hair, looking at his mouth, looking at his eyes...

Xiang Gao felt that he could be sure, because his eyes, every time he looked at himself, were like this, a kind of eyes that he didn't understand, but would make her feel warm and at ease.

Xu Tiansheng looked at Xiang Jiao's eyes and smiled warmly. He whispered: "Happy birthday. ”

“Happy birthday? …… ”

“... so he's an uncle, so he's not a graduate of Shinichima High School... so why would he come? He knew my birthday, I heard him, he just said... Happy birthday. ”

Xiang Zheng saw the gentle sunshine in front of these eyes and the full drowning.

“Uncle Liar?” Xiang coveted and asked in a cautious low voice.

“Hmm.” Xu Tiansheng nodded, yes.

“Then...”

“Come sing to you and wish you a happy birthday. ”

Xiang Zheng, a 15-year-old girl, already knew what touched her. She suddenly couldn't speak, and her eyes as bright as the stars gradually became watery.

“Shh, secrets.” Xu Tiansheng blinked.

“Mm-hmm." Item nodded, holding his tears.

At this time, Xu Tiansheng turned his back on the audience and blocked Xiang Jie, so no one saw the interaction between the two. Some people think they should be in conversation, but no one knows what they're talking about. In the middle of the noise, they can't even hear Fu Cheng and Su Nannan.

People think this should just be a small fan expressing their love for the round, the girls envy, envy,...

“Xiang Jie, let's go! ”

Su Nannan came over and dragged Xiaoxiao down the stage.

Xu Tiansheng waved her hand gently.

“Why are you so stubborn today? Was it because it was so exciting to see the band?” Su Nannan asked Xiang Jie.

Xiang blurred “Ah”. Without talking, she couldn't tell Su Nan: “The band? I always see it. He also cooked for me, gave me umbrellas, protected me from the rain, gave me lectures,... returned my confession, returned...”

On stage, Fu Cheng dials the guitar, "The brightest star in the night sky", a gentle prelude sounds,...

It's just a light, short prelude, and people know it's another new song, and it's a completely different song. “It's been a long time since my first public performance was celebrated at my alma mater, and I came up with two new songs all at once... really nice. ”

This is the idea of all the audiences and journalists in the field. Of all people, only one little girl knew that it was just an uncle coming to celebrate her birthday and had nothing to do with Shinichima High School.

She's a little girl, I don't know what to call it, but she loves it all together.

Everybody listen quietly.

Fu Cheng first said:

“The brightest star in the night sky

Can you hear me?

The one who looked up to me.

Loneliness and sighing. ”

People heard it, and this is the most important sound of the band, and because of the relative roughness of the song being recorded, people felt a lot more amazed at the moment: it turned out that his voice was so good and so charming.

Previously, someone had analyzed several songs that had been put back on the Internet, and concluded that the lead singer was still a little juvenile, but the voice character was good, it was warm, and most rarely, it was even so warm as a treble.

At this time, there was still that warmth in the voice of sincerity, but there was more pain and confusion, from which people seemed to hear memories, hear questioning, hear his loneliness and perseverance.

Such a voice can drag into memories all men who have experienced emotional distress. Such a voice can grasp the hearts of the girls for a moment… Someone somehow discovers that he or she is in the same mood, somehow suddenly begins to think about a person, the person he or she was…

Fu Cheng has actually forgotten everyone on the scene, he is just talking to one person.

“The brightest star in the night sky

Can you remember?

He was with me.

Disappear in the wind. "

The sudden disappearance of the figure is the best memory of Fu Cheng, also his most painful loss, and his tireless pursuit of loneliness, as if he were always sitting by the window of the car, carefully looking through the streets in every night.

It was as if people could hear him alone, see him, see him like that.

“He really can be so red. ”

There's a reporter. Everyone next to him put their fingers up against him, "Shh.” A lot of them, because they've run too many press conferences, concerts, can actually be half as good.

So they know that this song, this version, may only be heard once in their lives.

The reason they think so, it's likely that the rotation won't come out is a reason. In fact, they know better that even if the boy on stage eventually comes out, he may not be able to sing this feeling again, and the recording of the image, perhaps after it gets out, will impress countless people...

However, it is certainly not comparable to the situation on the ground at this moment.

It's like that part of the audience that had the privilege of hearing Choi Jian sing "Nothing" for the first time in the mid-1980s, no version can compare to the scene on that day, even later on Old Choi himself.

Fu Cheng turned around and looked at Xu Tiansheng. The two of them together:

“I pray for a transparent heart.

And tearful eyes.

Give me the courage to believe again.

oh, over lies to hug you.

Whenever I can't find the meaning of existence,

Whenever I get lost in the dark,

oh ~ The brightest star in the night sky

Please guide me closer to you. "

The scene was quiet and there was no applause.

“You've lost a friend, you've lost a lover... then how long have you not been crying in peace? Don't be afraid of jokes... How long have you been afraid to love someone with all your heart and be brave for him/her? … and do you also miss that foolish self who once had a transparent mind. ”

Kids on the scene may just feel good, but older audiences, even teachers, are unconsciously asking themselves.

Xu's voice was slightly lower and a little dull.

The two voices are aligned, and one finds that the sound may not be as good as the previous one, but it is more mature, as if with endless years of canary, it seems to give the loneliness of the previous voice a comfort,...

This voice gives a strange feeling, as if he spoke, makes people unconsciously think that what he says is about a story that has been going on for a long time...

How far is it? Maybe there's a sea of mulberries, so far back in life and death.

It seems that all of a sudden people figured out why the name of this band is called "The Round.”