"Ruirui, if you were to set up the stage, what would you like it to look like?"

A week ago, Zhou Yiyang found Wang Xingrui and asked for her advice.

For Wang Xingrui, this matter was not new. After all, they had been asked the same question before, and Zhou Yiyang had indeed arranged the stage according to their ideas.

"In the form of a stage play? But it can't be too flashy and overshadow the main theme. I think this is a song that can touch people's hearts without too much embellishment." Wang Xingrui's answer was very clear, because she not only knew how to sing the song, but also knew which part of the movie it would be used in.

As an interlude in a movie clip, whether it sounds good or not is actually secondary. The most important thing is that it makes people feel it is appropriate and fits the current environment of the clip.

When Zhou Yiyang asked them to constantly reinterpret the song, he actually helped them understand the story behind the song, which made it very convenient for them to sing the song live.

At this moment, the bright light on the stage gradually dimmed, and Wang Xingrui and the "heroes" on the stage were scattered in every corner of the stage.

When the prelude sounded, Wang Xingrui, standing on the lifting platform, played her first note:

[All are brave

The wound on your forehead, your differences, the mistakes you made

No need to hide

Your worn-out doll, your mask, your ego]

Her voice is deep and powerful, and her pronunciation is unique, which makes people feel like they are listening to someone telling a story.

It can be said that as soon as Wang Xingrui opened her mouth, she easily brought the audience into her story.

Her delicate singing voice, her resolute expression, and her shining eyes all make people feel the power behind the lyrics.

These ordinary heroes are not idle either. They perform their daily work in their own little space on the stage. It may be repetitive labor, or it may not require any technical skills, but this is their life.

The entire stage looks like a microcosm of life, full of the atmosphere of fireworks.

But more people were chewing over the lyrics over and over again, and they seemed to be thinking of themselves.

The girl bit her fingers. She is 23 years old and this is her third time taking the postgraduate entrance examination.

She couldn't help but put down the book and looked up at the screen.

Wang Xingrui seemed to be still controlling her emotions. Her heavenly voice coupled with the lyrics, every word of which touched her heart, made the girl unaware that she was crying.

They say that with light you can tame every monster

They say they'll stitch you up, no one loves a clown

Why loneliness is not glorious

Only imperfections are worth praising.

Who says those covered in mud are not heroes?

Wang Xingrui's singing progresses layer by layer, just like the lyrics, stirring the audience's emotions bit by bit.

At first, they were like wounded beasts, licking their wounds alone in the night.

When they discovered that someone actually noticed their ordinary and unknown selves, their eyes, which had been troubled by life, finally began to shine.

As Wang Xingrui sang, they discovered that someone really cared about them. Their pain had been seen, and their egos and loneliness were cared about.

For many people, the first reaction when the word "taking the postgraduate entrance examination for the third time" comes to their mind is that it is not worth it and impossible.

The girl still remembers her parents' hesitant expressions, her relatives' sarcastic remarks, and her friends' lack of understanding when she proposed this idea.

When she heard the words "Who says those covered in mud are not heroes?", she finally burst into tears in her little room.

At this moment, the stage suddenly changed.

A heavy rain fell from the sky, just like their lives, always encountering setbacks at unexpected moments.

Those ordinary heroes were caught in the rain, but they did not flee in panic. Instead, they continued to hold their positions.

Their expressions of determination and the light in their eyes are so real.

Because these are the insights that life brings them, not the life that the high-ranking actors can imagine when they memorize their lines.

Gu Ji

It was raining heavily, and Wang Xingrui stood at the highest point, like a lighthouse.

So the energy that has been accumulated for so long is finally about to explode.

She straightened her chest, and sang to herself, to everyone, and to Heaven:

[Love you walking alone in the dark alley

Love the way you don't kneel

Loving you has led me to despair

Refuse to cry

Love your tattered clothes

But dare to block the gun of fate

Love you so much like me

The gaps are the same

Are you going? Are you worthy? This ragged cloak

Fight? Fight! With the most humble dream

To the sobs and roars in the dark night

Who says only those who stand in the light are heroes?

She barely gave the audience a moment to breathe, gradually raising the pitch and then exploding at the climax.

Her singing voice is still so sonorous and powerful, even in the heavy rain, it is still like a ray of light bringing comfort and hope to every audience member.

After hearing this, many people couldn't help but clench their fists and were surprised to find that their eyes were wet.

"Who says only those who stand in the light are heroes?"

This line of lyrics rushed into everyone's heart.

The long night is a time for many people to be emo, but Wang Xingrui’s performance just now seemed to give them a shot of adrenaline.

It turns out that they are not that bad or shameful.

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