Still, Wait For Me

“If the world is dark, I'm beautiful.

Back and forth in love, most consumed.

It's nothing to do with itching, so why not?

It doesn't matter. ”

The stage is still generally dark.

There are only two beams of chase light.

Two boys standing in the beam.

White shirts with buttons to the highest collar and cufflinks to make them look a bit silly.

One is holding the microphone and singing down, one is waiting, and neither of them has much movement, which is also a bit silly.

But that's the feeling, that's right.

Even the half-face mask on the faces of two people fits so well with this "Ugly Bizarre."

People who are denied are always not used to cheering, even talking, arguing, trying to stay low, let alone standing on stage...

Because of the nature of the sound, Fu Cheng's performance is very “talk”, like a gentle, slow and calm voice in front of you said: "Look, the difference can actually be ignored, if the world is dark...”

This song was not brought out for this performance by Xu Tiansheng. About a year ago, when they were still selling coloring bells, they were labeled "Ugly Band" because they refused to show their faces. Xu Tiansheng suddenly arose and threw the song to Fucheng.

Later, the two of them did not continue to make coloring bells, and after the apple exit and the New Rock Middle School celebration, no one mentioned that, and the song, naturally, was put aside for the time being.

So coincidentally, this time, it's so responsive.

After the first paragraph of Fu Cheng, his voice was familiar to many people. At first sight, he had become more professional and had more than enough swimming edges. His voice qualities had been praised once by musical critics, and God was kind...

The scene was intoxicated, fearing that the applause would disturb the singing, and someone even tried to breathe slightly.

The kind of atmosphere that is spoken of in the dark, continues...

Zhang Ning Lang said.

“If it's like you, there's always praise...”

Just one sentence.

Underneath the stage was an unconscious suspicion, “buzzing”.

“Isn't this a turn? ”

“Not in the right shape, not in the right voice. ”

“The level is much worse. What's he doing? Destroying the show...”

Xu Sheng, the group of people, has begun to drink and cheer loudly, getting up... “go down”... “go down”...

Zhang Ninglang held the microphone with both hands and his hands trembled slightly.

His voice was shaking, too.

Ben didn't have much singing talent and lack of experience, coupled with nervousness standing on stage... made his first sentence feel some “car crash scene”...

He can definitely hear the noise downstairs.

But he kept singing.

“If it's like you, there's always praise.

Surrounded by my humility, it may fade away.

Actually, I don't care. There's plenty of opportunities.

Fearless like a giant.

Let go of the ghost in my heart.

But I don't deserve it! ”

Fu Cheng pressed one hand on Zhang Ninglang's shoulder, and the girl under the stage grinned to the most obvious, waving her arm, hoping that he would see it. Ningxia told him about this, you don't have to do it, I don't need you to argue with anyone. He said I can't always just be good, I'll try.

Zhang Ninglang was good in the past, but after all, something was missing and he tried to find it.

Some things, say that just two people hold on to each other, nothing else matters, but in fact, people live in a group society without a real peaceful source of peach blossoms.

His voice became stronger and stronger, penetrating noise and discussion.

If this song is a monologue, Zhang Ninglang's complaint is actually more heartfelt than Fu Cheng's. Fu Cheng was unusual, his voice was unusual, and if he removed the mask, the girl on the scene would scream out loud.

Zhang Ninglang was the one who got used to being normal, and even once he was the easiest one for people to ignore. He is a classmate who looks back at graduation photos many years later. It is not easy to mention them, and it is even harder for the male classmate on the number one.

Then, Ningxia, a braided schoolsister, stood beside him.

His ordinary, became “sin”.

The lyrics, like his voice, speak.

“If it's like you, it's always praised...”

This is about Ningxia, who may not be as beautiful as the flowers, the flowers, the school flowers, but because of her unique qualities, she is increasingly appreciated and praised.

For this reason, because of Zhang Ninglang's fear, she even wanted to cut off her braids...

But Zhang Ninglang refused to let the boy fall in love with a girl, and the way to keep her should never be to let her lose her glory.

“Surrounded by my humility, it may fade away...”

The humility did not fade away, more and more discussion, he is too ordinary, he does not deserve... there are always many idle people in the world, such as “flowers stuck in cow dung”, “toad eats swan meat”, the joke is a tone, seriously, it actually hurts so much.

Especially when Xu Sheng showed up, he was rich, tall and handsome. If it wasn't for scum, people might think that he was more in line...

“Actually, I don't care. There are plenty of opportunities.

Fearless like a giant.

Let go of the ghost in my heart.

But I don't deserve it! ”

The last accent, to be exact, was a runaway...

Zhang Ninglang sings that sentence as hard as he can. He clearly has nothing to do with anyone and has not harmed anyone, but he has heard it too many times. He says: "I don't deserve it. ”

He still doesn't sing well enough, just stronger, and the lyrics, in fact, are just a few short sentences, but listening to the singer's emotions has changed, because everyone can hear it, and this person speaks from the heart.

Especially those who know the background, they understand why he sings this song so hard.

Classmates, friends, people who have ignored him, strangers, Xiao Zheng... applause, deafening.

“Ugly... can you not turn the lights on

The love I want, out on the dark stage.

Ugly... in these obscure times

My presence, like an accident... "

Fu Cheng picked up the treble, sang the love I wanted, appeared on the pitch-black stage, Zhang Ninglang followed...

“Somebody's got a tear, it's red.

……

I can only be silent. Yes, beauty is innocent.

……

Fearless as dust.

Turn to ashes. Who knows who?

Whether he deserves it or not.

Ugly...

Step hard on that impenetrable white.

…… ”

The second time, no voice, no skill, but the most resolute heart.

In the face of controversy, even in the face of Xu Shengju's high arrival, aggressive...

He used to shut up to right, give in one time.

Today,

He said he didn't deserve it.

And you keep going, and push hard... to step on that invincible white...

Since I look like dust, what else is it called?

The last sentence,

“I don't exist, I'm surprised! ”

Thunderful applause.

Half-face mask accompanied the last word removed from Zhang Ninglang's face, common height, common face, common college boy...

He was in an unusual song, back to normal.

It's not easy for the audience, and they, especially them, expect another mask to come out.

But it doesn't matter, Zhang Ninglang just wants to talk to someone.

“I'm sorry, I didn't sing very well.” He said.

His eyes only looked at Ningxia.

But the others started to quiet down and listen to him.

“But do you like it?” He asked.

Ningxia smiled brilliantly and nodded hard.

Everyone looked at her. She put her hand in her mouth and shouted, "Yes, I like you so much, Senior Zhang Ninglang...”

“Shh...”

“Phew…”

After a brief silence, whistles, laughter, applause… sounded together. In fact, if you can, if you are reminded, if you put aside your stereotypes, if you are moved, who doesn't want to appreciate the beauty, bless you?

“A lot of people say I'm not good enough for you, but I've had doubts, and I'm amazed at my luck. Think of it as luck, how lucky I am to have you around, such a wonderful you...”

Zhang Ninglang has stopped panicking.

“Who says bro is honest and can't talk?” Li Xingmin was mumbling.

Li Lin Lin and Bao Xiao stared at their boyfriends and said, “Look... learn a little...”

The small item rests against Xu's gardener's arm.

“Some people are less brave in their lives, and I'm less brave, almost every time, because of you. I remember a lot of people asking you for a phone that day. I don't even have a phone. Write your number on paper and give it to me...

I remember the next day I got up at 5: 00 in the morning and went out and bought a cell phone, and then the whole bedroom studied how to send you the first text message. They said a lot, and in the end, I sent it. Did you think it was stupid? Did you laugh at me? Actually, I felt like a tour guide.

Remember the first date, I kowtowed to you all night English level 4, I can see, you were holding it, actually faint laughing...

Remember, we watched the movie in the staircase classroom, rarely eating outside, walking the night market in Xishan Town many times... "

Xu Sheng, a group of people have left, whether it's music or “sincerity”, he has lost too completely. Nine hundred and ninety-nine roses are no match for one word: I have not been very brave in my life, for you every time.

This evening's little brother was so sweet, just for one person.

“I'll always be brave.” He said.

“Mmm.” Ningxia nodded hard.

Zhang Ninglang smiled and said:

“There are many stories, colorful, ups and downs in other people's youth… Mine, only exams and promotions have ever been repeated. So far, only one important thing has happened and met you. Then my youth started to have colours...

Thank you, sister. ”

Ordinary Zhang Ninglang, achieved a conquest, for all, ordinary, unusual, same, monotonous, dark, different, rich in color, were conquered.

There's no such thing as a mismatch, only a mismatch.

“Anniversary, I'll give you a present. ”