At 7 p.m., tens of thousands of people gathered and sang in Chengdu and Chongqing.
"Hello, friends on the left!"
Lee Chung-Sheng's unique voice resonated throughout the stadium, and countless fans raised their glow sticks.
"The undisputed champion of Tainan!"
"Number one in the music industry!"
The sound was as vast as the sea, splashing onto everyone's face; each of them was so sincere and so passionate.
Li Zongsheng felt a pang of sadness. He thought to himself, "The Chinese-speaking world is so vast, yet we can only rely on a few old guys to hold it together. Young people are all going abroad to study, and all they're bringing back is foreign knowledge."
But China has its own language and a 5,000-year-old foundation of vocal music. Look at the audience, how much they love Mandarin. So why is the Mandarin music scene on the verge of collapse?
He's old and past his prime, so tonight he's willing to give the opportunity to young people who continue to uphold Chinese music, like a young guy named Lin Yun.
He genuinely hoped that a young person could rise from the ashes, defeat the encirclement of foreign influence, and declare to the world that China, the Chinese people, and the Chinese culture are the most awesome.
If that day ever comes, he will die without regret.
"I'd like to dedicate a song called 'Cold Wind' to everyone."
"The cold wind is blowing and messing up my hair."
"You said you loved me, but you were holding hands with him!"
"How many people in this world are lonely?"
A cold wind blows...
This is an old song by Li Zongsheng. Many middle-aged men and women in their forties and fifties are singing along, gradually recalling their youth and shedding tears.
The song "Cold Wind Blows" evoked countless memories, representing a bygone era.
Chen Feng was currently mingling in the crowd. In the past, he would have waved his glow stick wildly, thinking this song was a masterpiece. But now, with an entire parallel universe to back him up, he could only say it was passable.
He could easily beat any song from that world.
"Li Zongsheng is awesome!"
"Tainan Overlord, I love you!"
Many people confessed their love to him, and even though Li Zongsheng was over fifty years old, it still couldn't stop the older women from expressing their affection.
Even many young people who love the Chinese language are shouting wildly.
Standing on the stage, Li Zongsheng looked at the endless crowd and said softly:
"We're all getting old, and most of the people who listen to my songs are also getting old. Thank you for your continued support, thank you so much!"
He then added:
"But I still want to know, are there any young people under the age of 25 in the audience who are willing to listen to my songs and respond loudly to me?"
"have!"
The stadium, with a capacity of 100,000, still resounded with loud noise; at a glance, there were still quite a few people there.
What does this show? It shows that young people still want to listen to Mandarin, but young singers are unwilling to put in the effort to compose Mandarin songs. Instead, they are influenced by foreign languages and have started to create foreign songs, resulting in something neither fish nor fowl.
“Great! I’m very happy to see that so many young people are still willing to listen to my songs.”
"Here, I would also like to take this opportunity to say a few words to the young people of today. I hope that young people can take up the banner and lead the rise of Chinese music. We are all getting old, but you are still young."
"Today, I want to give young people some opportunities. I believe they will definitely continue to contribute to the Chinese music scene and add fresh blood to it. What do you all say?"
Li Zongsheng truly deserves to be called the king of Tainan and a pillar of the Chinese music scene, paving the way for young people at all times.
"good!"
The audience members gave him a thumbs up, saying that this was their idol.
Backstage, Lin Yun looked excited; he was ready to go on stage at any moment.
Zhao Ya Shuang's face was flushed. Having just finished eating, she coquettishly hugged Lin Yun's waist from behind, "Darling, good luck!"
Just as Lin Yun was about to respond, Zhao Yashuang's phone rang.
She answered the phone, her face immediately changed drastically, "What? My mother is seriously ill?"
Although Zhao Yashuang is a scheming woman, she is still very filial to her parents. Perhaps it is because she grew up in poverty that her personality and values are somewhat extreme.
"What's wrong?"
Lin Yun asked with concern.
"Honey, I'm so sorry! My mom is seriously ill, and I have to rush back right away. You must keep going. Once you become famous, I'll come back and take good care of you."
Zhao Yashuang began packing her things.
Lin Yun was somewhat displeased, but upon hearing the last sentence, his heart immediately warmed. "Take it easy, be careful on your way back, I'll come pick you up if I get angry."
And so, Zhao Yashuang hurriedly left the sports center, hailed a taxi, and headed towards her hometown in the mountains.
"Now, please welcome Zhang Yang to sing 'Youthful You' for everyone."
As Li Zongsheng introduced himself, the audience gradually quieted down. A young man slowly walked onto the stage and nervously introduced himself.
"Hello everyone! I'm Zhang Yang. Today I'm bringing you a song I wrote myself called 'Youthful You.' I hope you enjoy it!"
Then, the prelude started, which was quite soothing.
"Your cheeks were so rosy that year, I just wanted to kiss you!"
"The sunlight shone into my heart and ignited my fire."
"Yay...Yay!"
"I love you like a bee and a butterfly."
Chen Feng, sitting in the audience, almost threw up. The music was alright, but what the heck were those lyrics?
Damn it, having experienced the baptism of peak culture, he couldn't listen to any of it; it was simply an insult to his ears.
But look at the side, the audience's reaction is pretty good. If you don't believe me, look, a couple next to us are joking around right now.
“Darling, back then, I saw your rosy cheeks and suddenly wanted to kiss you. That was when I fell completely in love with you.”
The girl stared at the boy, mesmerized. "Really? Oh yeah!"
When the song ended, the audience applauded, but not enthusiastically.
Lee Chung-sheng continued to give young people opportunities, and a beam of light slowly shone on the entrance area.
"Now, everyone, please welcome our second young person tonight, Lin Yun."
Upon hearing this, some insiders began to gasp in surprise.
"Lin Yun? Is that the Lin Yun who sang 'That Autumn' online?"
"It seems so. His songs are pretty good, and the lyrics are well-written too."
As the lights shone on him, Lin Yun, filled with excitement, walked to the center of the stage. When he looked at the 100,000 people in all directions, his fighting spirit reached its peak.
He vowed that one day he would hold such a concert on his own.
"Hello everyone! My name is Lin Yun, and today I'm going to sing an original song for you, 'The Time of Youth'."
All of them are themed around youth, seemingly to match the title of the "To Youth" concert.
Chen Feng sat in the audience, unnoticed, but he kept his eyes coldly fixed on Lin Yun, who was gesturing around on stage. This was also the purpose of his visit today.
If you want to become famous at this concert, then I'll drop a music industry nuclear bomb, and you won't be able to find anything in the explosion.
That's right, Chen Feng is here to cause trouble today. He believes that Li Zongsheng will definitely give this young man a chance.
"Oh my god, he's so handsome!"
"I've heard his songs on the internet hits chart, they're really good, I didn't expect him to be so handsome too."
"Lin Yun, I love you!"
A girl started shouting loudly while holding up a sign. Clearly, Lin Yun, as a third-tier singer, still had a certain fan base.
As the noise subsided, the music started playing.
But as soon as the intro started, Chen Feng almost laughed. He could clearly hear the influence of K-pop. Although it was only a partial fusion, it was impossible for experts to miss.
Sure enough, Li Zongsheng, standing by the stage, frowned, his face filled with indescribable sorrow.
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