Chapter 193 192. Did you cry? This is true musical art! (Subscribe!)
Everyone looked at Wang Qian, who came up with a guitar in his hand, with confusion and curiosity.
seemingly……
Have you seen this scene before? Think about it for a moment.
Everyone remembered it immediately.
Isn't that how Chen Xiaowen came up just now? Now, a different person walked onto the stage in the same way.
The scene was quiet for a few seconds.
The host Daji reacted quickly, staring at Wang Qian with wide eyes, holding the microphone and asked: "Professor Wang, where is your team? Where are Xiaoyue and Jiang Yu? Where are the other two?"
Zhao Wei and He Fulin, who were sitting in the lounge, both smiled bitterly. Don’t we deserve to have a name?
Wang Qian shook the guitar in his hand: "This is it, just having a guitar is enough."
Daji continued to ask: "So, the next work that Professor Wang will bring to us is still not rock music?"
Wang Qian nodded: "Well, I suddenly don't want to sing rock music today. I just listened to the folk song sung by Xiaowen and was touched. Suddenly I remembered the inspiration of a poem I wrote before. Taking advantage of this stage and this opportunity today, I want to sing this poem and sing it to the most important person in my heart."
The most important person in your heart?
A poem?
Sing this poem on this stage?
Boy, do you know how important this game is?
Daji also followed his heart and asked, "Professor Wang, you know this is the semi-finals of the Voice of China, right? If you are eliminated, it will be a pity to be only one step away from the finals. Aren't you worried?"
Wang Qian smiled at the camera, nodded slightly at the four mentors who were looking at him, and then shook his head and replied, "Don't worry!"
Daji: “Why?”
Wang Qian: "What I really appreciate about Xiaowen is that she doesn't care about winning or losing anymore. She just wants to express her attitude towards music. This is what I have been doing. I just want to sing my own songs, the songs I want to sing. And every song of mine expresses an attitude!"
"Now, I sing whatever song I want to sing based on my mood! I don't care whether I win or lose, as long as I can sing what I want to sing."
Wang Qian's words had not yet fallen.
The four mentors immediately applauded.
Wang Jingyu said: "That's very well said!"
Cui Wenfeng also said admiringly: "Well said, this is a true musician."
Qin Han and Liu Junhua also applauded.
They blamed themselves for their doubts and confusion about Wang Qian just now.
They feel that compared to Wang Qian, they are no longer pure musicians.
Such a state, such an attitude.
He is the purest musician.
This is the true height of art.
Chen Xiaowen, who was standing at the backstage entrance, clapped her hands softly upon hearing this and said to Qin Xuerong, "Professor Wang, what you said is very good. This is what I wanted to say. I have never enjoyed the beauty of music so much."
Qin Xuerong looked at Chen Xiaowen and saw that she was looking at Wang Qian with eyes full of admiration and yearning. She nodded and said, "You and Wang Qian are both pure musicians. I really hope that you will not leave this stage."
Chen Xiaowen smiled at Qin Xuerong and said, "It doesn't matter. Just like Professor Wang said just now, I have already sung what I wanted to sing. It doesn't matter if I lose. I just came here to sing. If I can't sing here, I can continue singing somewhere else, such as in the recording studio or my own bedroom."
Qin Xuerong smiled without saying a word, staring at Wang Qian without blinking, her eyes full of anticipation.
The applause lasted for more than ten seconds before gradually fading away.
Daji finally said, "So, Professor Wang, who are you singing this poem for?"
Wang Qian looked at the camera and said seriously: "It's fine as long as the person who heard it understands it in her heart."
Daji said loudly facing the camera: "Okay, then I won't waste Professor Wang's time. The audience definitely doesn't want to see me anymore. Finally, Professor Wang, what is the name of this song?"
The name displayed on the prompt board was Goodnight BJ, which Wang Qian reported before the show started.
Therefore, Daji couldn't recite along and could only ask Wang Qian on the spot.
This is one of the reasons why live broadcasts are the most difficult to host.
You can never be in control of every situation.
Whether one can host a live broadcast well is also one of the most important indicators to measure a host's skills.
The people from the program crew below also smiled bitterly.
Zhou Qinghua said to He Dongming: "You, my old classmate, are so hard to guess. You changed the song right before the performance. If it were in previous years, you would have been eliminated directly!"
He Dongming smiled and said, "Isn't this year different? Moreover, it is because of people like Wang Qian that this year's show can create the greatest glory in the past ten years. Surprises are what everyone wants to see the most. Talented people all have some personality, Wang Qian, Chen Xiaowen, Ru Ke, Liu Shengnan, Ma Rufei are all the same! Such contestants are what the audience wants to see the most, because they are always full of expectations for them."
Zhou Qinghua nodded slightly and smiled without saying anything.
Although, surprises are what everyone wants to see most.
But, for a director.
It’s better not to see the surprise.
Following the procedures and completing the filming as planned is the result the director wants to see most.
The variety show temporarily changed the script.
Suddenly changing the lines on the set of a film or TV show, etc.
In fact, the director doesn't like it.
Unless you are a big enough star, big enough to make both the capital and the crew compromise.
Otherwise, you will be scolded and have to change it back.
And those super stars are also hyped up as gods in some popular legends, how they can modify the lines on the spot, impress the directors, and create classics.
In fact, these are basically all bragging. The director was absolutely angry but dared not say anything at the time, and it definitely delayed the filming progress.
and……
After the shock, is it joy or fear?
Hard to say.
If it becomes popular, it will become a classic and may be passed down as a legend for a generation.
If it doesn't become popular, then there must be someone to blame, and it is most likely the big star who didn't shoot according to plan. He may have fewer opportunities to get big productions in the future.
Although.
No one in the production crew had ever heard the song Goodnight BJ.
However, Wang Qian has always insisted on the rock style on the Voice of China stage, and the several rock songs he sang were all very popular and excellent songs. He almost single-handedly made the declining rock music one of the mainstream music today.
Therefore, everyone will instinctively have confidence in and look forward to Wang Qian's rock songs.
This time the style of the song was changed! Naturally, everyone had doubts in their hearts.
Moreover, after hearing what Wang Qian said, Zhou Qinghua and other people from the program team became even more nervous.
It was changed suddenly at the last minute, and I still have to sing a poem to the most important person?
He sounded very moved.
But the people in the program team felt that it was too frivolous and too unreliable...
Whether the ratings tonight can reach 14 depends on Wang Qian.
If Wang Qian messes up this time.
Not only will the ratings tonight not reach 14, but the final show will also not be able to break the ratings ceiling of the Spring Festival Gala.
Because the audience is always full of expectations for Wang Qian, and Wang Qian never disappoints everyone.
Therefore, the audience will be more excited next time.
Once a show disappoints everyone once, it will bring a lot of negative comments, and the expectations for subsequent performances will be greatly reduced, so the ratings will naturally drop.
Everyone in the program crew looked serious.
The audience at the scene was simply full of anticipation and curiosity.
The four instructors all looked interested.
At this time.
Just as Wang Qian was about to say the title of the song, he saw a figure walk out from the crowd of people in the production crew and stand at the front. His big eyes just stared at him steadily.
Wearing a light blue coat.
Her face is completely natural, without any embellishment.
The hair on her forehead was a little messy, and the hair on the back was casually tied up with a white jade hairpin, making it look fluffy.
She was even wearing a pair of white slippers on her feet, without socks, so you could see her snow-white and delicate toes.
A sense of homely laziness overflows from her, which seems incompatible with her extraordinary and fairy-like appearance and temperament...
but.
Wang Qian recognized it at the first sight.
This is Yu Jingruo.
When Yu Jingruo saw Wang Qian looking at her, a big smile appeared on her face.
Wang Qian also nodded slightly in response, without smiling back.
The host Daji saw Wang Qian was in a daze for a moment, and asked again: "Professor Wang, haven't you thought of a song title yet?"
Wang Qian withdrew his thoughts, but his eyes were still on Yu Jingruo, as if he was talking to Yu Jingruo, and whispered: "When you are old!"
The host Daji was slightly stunned, then asked with certainty: "Professor Wang, the song is called, When You Are Old, right?"
Wang Qian nodded and said affirmatively: "Yes, when you are old!"
The host Daji said with a hint of admiration: "I have to say, this name sounds very poetic and meaningful. Professor Wang is indeed a great poet. I can't wait to listen to it. Okay, I'm really leaving now. I'll hand over the stage to Professor Wang."
After saying that, the host Daji bowed slightly to everyone, then turned and left. He also worked with a staff member to help bring up the chair and microphone that Chen Xiaowen had just used and gave them to Wang Qian to use again.
Wang Qian adjusted the height of his chair, whispered thank you to Daji and the staff, then sat down steadily on the chair and adjusted the height of the two microphones.
The guitar is not wired.
It is to use a microphone to record the most authentic and pure guitar sound.
Maybe the sound won’t be as clear, but it will feel different.
In his previous life, Wang Qian was a veteran in the entertainment industry in another world. He had watched almost all the well-known and unknown variety shows, as well as many good and bad film and television programs, and absorbed nutrition and information from them.
The talented Shuimu artist Lao Li sang a cover of the song "When You Are Old".
This is Wang Qian's favorite version, which is better than the original version. It also makes more people know this extremely touching folk song! The clean, mellow and warm voice makes you fall in love with it as soon as you hear it. You can feel the artistic conception in it, as if you are not singing, but reading a poem.
Of course, the song itself is actually adapted from a poem.
When everyone heard Wang Qian say the four words "when you are old", they were full of anticipation!
because……
Just as the host Daji said.
When you are old, this name is really poetic and imaginative.
As soon as I heard it, I felt my heart soften and some fantasies appeared in my mind.
The scene became extremely quiet again.
The smile on Yu Jingruo's face did not fade away. His pair of pure big eyes stared at Wang Qian without blinking, and he just wanted to laugh!
Looking at Wang Qian, she smiled happily.
Wang Qian exhaled lightly, his emotions quickly came to the right place, his eyes became extremely gentle, he glanced at Yu Jingruo gently, a smile on his lips, his fingers gently strummed the guitar, and he sang softly from the bottom of his heart into the microphone in front of him.
“When you get old and your hair turns grey.”
"I feel sleepy."
Wang Qian's voice was just like that of Old Li, pure, mellow and warm, without too much emotion, just right, as if he was just narrating his ordinary life.
Just the opening two sentences.
Many people couldn't help but feel a tightness in their hearts, as if a thorn had pierced deep into their hearts, exposing the softest things in their hearts.
At this moment, a picture emerged in the minds of Qin Xuerong and Yu Jingruo.
They sat on the chairs with white hair, and Wang Qian, also with white hair, sat opposite them. They all smiled happily, then closed their eyes and wanted to sleep.
With Wang Qian around, they felt at ease.
The hair has turned white.
Feeling sleepy!
The picture is full of sense.
And the sense of emotional involvement is extremely full.
A tear appeared in the corner of both of their eyes at the same time and dripped down their cheeks.
That feeling of happiness.
They were totally irresistible.
As soon as Wang Qian opened his mouth, they fell in love with him.
Chen Xiaowen, who was standing next to Qin Xuerong, suddenly stiffened and stared at Wang Qian's figure without blinking.
The four mentors sitting on the chairs all looked calm and expectant at this moment.
The three male mentors are all married and quite old, so they all have smiles on their faces, as they are about to have such a day.
Wang Jingyu, who was in her forties and almost fifty and still single, suddenly had tears in her eyes.
When I was young, I had two boyfriends but neither of them ended up in marriage. Now I am still alone.
After listening to Wang Qian and Liu Shengnan’s talk about love, Wang Jingyu’s heart was already somewhat broken, and she became fragile and emotional.
Now I listen to Wang Qian’s song When You Are Old.
As soon as Wang Qian opened his mouth, Wang Jingyu's eyes became teary almost instantly, and a tear quickly dripped down her cheek.
She quickly covered her cheeks with her hands, but her red eyes were still staring at Wang Qian, full of longing and yearning.
When you are old and your hair turns grey...
But she is getting old.
There are already a few gray hairs on my head.
But there is no one to accompany her until she grows old.
The more I think about it, the more sad I feel, the more heartbroken I feel, the more I yearn for it, the more I desire it.
Wang Jingyu's tears were increasing.
At this time, the camera gave a close-up of Wang Jingyu, and then quickly returned to Wang Qian.
Wang Qian's face looked gentle and reserved, and he continued to hum softly.
However, what everyone seemed to hear was not singing, but a series of warm and yellowish pictures.
“When you get old, you can’t walk anymore.”
"Nap by the fire, reminiscing about youth."
"How many people loved you in your youth."
"I admire your beauty, whether it's fake or real."
…
Woo woo woo…
A low sob was heard.
However, Wang Jingyu, who was sitting in the tutor's chair, burst into tears when she heard this and couldn't help crying out loud.
With just a few lyrics, everything was sung deep into her heart.
It was like the song was sung just for her.
When Wang Jingyu was young, she had countless suitors.
She is a self-disciplined, very individual and rational person. She rejected most people and only dated two people, and she was very cautious in her relationships, but neither of them lasted to the end.
Then, for more than two decades, she locked herself away, focusing on music and life.
She thought she was a very strong and independent person who could live her whole life on her own without relying on anyone.
However, when she heard Wang Qian's singing, her strong psychological defenses became so vulnerable.
Everything that was closed up in my heart was exposed.
She also longs for true love, she also longs for someone to accompany her until old age, she also longs for having children...
So, she couldn't help it.
He covered his face with his hands, laid down on the table in front of him, and cried softly.
The camera gave a close-up of Wang Jingyu, and then quickly returned to Wang Qian.
Wang Qian looked at Yu Jingruo in the audience.
It seemed that Yu Jingruo was the person he was singing.
Yu Jingruo also covered her mouth gently with one hand, afraid that she would cry out loud. She looked into Wang Qian's eyes and let the tears fall without wiping them away. She was even reluctant to blink, afraid that if she blinked, she would no longer be able to see Wang Qian.
Standing behind Wang Qian is Qin Xuerong.
Qin Xuerong had a smile on her lips. Even though her tears kept flowing, her smile did not fade. It was a smile of happiness and longing.
Because Wang Qian told her that this was a poem sung to her.
At this moment, even Chen Xiaowen began to feel some envy and jealousy towards Qin Xuerong.
…
Magic city!
Li Qingyao also burst into tears at this moment.
Her hands were still holding Wang Qian and her wedding photo.
“Wuwuwu…”
“Wuwuwu…”
Li Qingyao felt as if her whole heart was torn apart.
When you are old!
What four happy words.
She could have walked with Wang Qian until her hair turned white and she couldn't walk anymore...
But……
She tore all these happy and beautiful visions to pieces with her own hands.
“Wuwuwu…”
Li Qingyao cried even louder, her whole body shaking, tears and snot flowing down her cheeks to her chin and dripping onto her clothes, but she didn't care at all.
She reached out with trembling hands and took out her cell phone, looked at Wang Qian's name in the address book, and knew that it was impossible to get through now because Wang Qian was singing live on the TV screen.
She opened WeChat and found Wang Qian's name. She stopped crying but still sobbed slightly. She pressed the voice message and said softly and tremblingly: "Wang, Wang Qian, I, I, wu, I, I regret it! I'm sorry, I, I regret it. Wuwu, I regret it, I regret it... I regret it... wuwuwu..."
I couldn't help crying a few times.
All the emotions in her heart burst out even more violently. She put her phone down, held her head with both hands, and burst into tears again.
The sound of the TV was still coming from my ears, it was Wang Qian's voice.
"There is only one person who still loves your pious soul."
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"Love the wrinkles on your old face..."
"When you get old, your brows droop."
Li Qingyao's crying became louder and louder. She held her head with both hands, even tighter, and clenched her hands together tightly, as if she was back in the past when Wang Qian hugged her tightly.
Unfortunately, that embrace no longer belongs to her.
…
Also in Shanghai, in another villa.
Qin Xuehong was also wiping her tears while looking at Wang Qian on the TV screen with tearful eyes and listening to Wang Qian's singing. Her mind was filled with every scene of the last few days she had spent with Wang Qian.
Although she was nervous, she was very happy and excited, allowing her to enjoy all the good things that a woman can enjoy.
But……
She thought of Qin Xuerong again.
The one who can accompany him till old age.
Maybe it's not her!
If this song was sung for her.
How beautiful and happy is this?
For the first time, Qin Xuehong felt a little jealous towards her sister.
Then, she quickly crushed her jealousy, and a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth through her tears.
Anyway...
Just enjoy the present! Anyway, when I get old, I will be able to see him as my brother-in-law, right?
…
West Lake City.
Sisters Xu Xiaoxiao and Xu Wenwen leaned together on the sofa, looking at Wang Qian on the TV screen and listening to Wang Qian's soft and confessional singing voice.
Xu Wenwen sensed something and reached out to wipe the tears from her sister's face.
Xu Xiaoxiao quickly wiped her cheeks and whispered, "Professor Wang sings so well."
Xu Wenwen nodded: "Yes, it's very touching!"
Xu Xiaoxiao looked at Wang Qian with eyes full of passion and yearning, and said to her sister Xu Wenwen: "Sister, how could there be someone like Professor Wang in the world?"
Xu Wenwen didn't say anything, just remained silent, with some sadness in her eyes.
Xu Xiaoxiao continued to mutter to herself, "Why, when I met Professor Wang, he already had Xuerong?"
Xu Wenwen still didn't say anything, but just stretched out her hand to hold her sister in her arms, wiped the tears from her sister's cheeks with one hand again, and said in her heart: Sister, we are the same. It's just that I am later than you.
…
In another apartment building in West Lake City.
At this moment, the members of the Baojia Street Band were all looking at Wang Qian on the TV screen in great silence, listening to his confessional singing.
"The lights are dim and uncertain."
"The wind blows over here, your news."
“This is the song in my heart.”
Finish singing a section.
In the picture, Wang Qian continued to play the guitar gently.
The sound of the guitar is a little unclear, but it adds a sense of reality and warmth, making it even more touching.
They looked at each other and could see the touching emotions in each other's eyes.
There were tears in the eyes of several people, but everyone tried hard to hold back the tears.
Yang Zixuan wiped her eyes first, and said with a trembling voice: "I almost cried. This poem is so well written, and Professor Wang sang it so well. I am jealous of Qin Xuerong. Why was she chosen by Professor Wang? How lucky and happy is she?"
"Why does this world have people like Professor Wang?"
Yang Zixuan looked at Ru Ke and the others and said seriously, "Ru Ke, Yan Ru, you know it. Professor Wang almost satisfies all my fantasies about men and love! I can't think of any woman who can resist Professor Wang's charm and talent, unless she is not a woman."
"Qin Xuerong must be so happy now that she's about to die."
Ru Ke said softly, "Of course. Who would be unhappy to death if Professor Wang wrote a poem or a song about them? Professor Wang didn't sing rock today. It didn't have the shocking feeling of rock, but it was more touching than the shocking feeling of rock. He sang about life, love, and happiness. I don't want to be an opponent of Professor Wang anymore. I just hope to perform on the same stage with him once. That's enough."
Eliminate Wang Qian?
Taking part in a competition?
Ru Ke felt that this was a blasphemy against Wang Qian and music.
What Wang Qian sings is real poetry, a musical art! What about them? They treat singing as a competition and music as a tool...
Ru Ke's words made everyone feel a little ashamed.
Professor Wang has reached the realm of a true artist.
Every song...
It's all art!
They all have ideas that they cannot reach.
Two songs tonight.
Explained to them.
What is love.
What is happiness.
What are midlife memories?
What does it mean to grow old together? A regret.
A perfect ending! They only need to think about it.
I felt numb all over.
That was the trembling of emotion they felt when they understood the core idea of the text.
In terms of realm, they are far behind! Why should they compare with Professor Wang? However...
They chose this show, this path.
They still have to keep going.
only……
At this moment, they were much less competitive.
I focus almost all my attention on my own musical thinking.
To be able to make music like this.
That's what they want.
…
Wang Qian's singing did not stop.
Or you could say.
The story he was telling was not over yet.
Just like a picture of happiness, there is no end.
The sound of Wang Qian's guitar and singing could be heard on TV.
“When you get old and your hair turns grey.”
"I feel sleepy."
“When you get old, you can’t walk anymore.”
"Warm yourself by the fire and reminisce about your youth."
"How many people loved you in your youth."
"I admire your beauty, whether it's fake or real."
"There is only one person who still loves your pious soul."
"Love the wrinkles on your old face."
"When you get old, your brows droop."
"The lights are dim and uncertain."
"The wind blows over, your news"
“This is the song in my heart.”
Xiao Dongmei had already spread a piece of paper on the coffee table and was moving the brush in her hand quickly across the white paper.
Each and every word was written in the unique and elegant style of the thin gold script.
His younger brother Xiao Dongcheng, who had just arrived from the mountain city during the day, stood aside and ground ink quietly. He didn't dare to say a word, not even a sound.
The brush in Xiao Dongmei's hand moved quickly, and the words written on the white paper were exactly the lyrics sung by Wang Qian.
It's written.
It's written.
A puddle of water appeared on the white paper.
Xiao Dongmei's hand also paused for a moment, and then continued writing.
Xiao Dongcheng still didn't dare to speak. He looked at the dozen or so drops of water on the white paper, then looked at Wang Qian on the TV screen and shook his head regretfully.
Wang Qian's singing voice became slower and slower.
It's as if I have really become old.
"When I'm old."
"I really hope so."
“This song is for you.”
Xiao Dongmei's hand suddenly stopped writing, and tears immediately fell like pearls from a broken string, one drop after another, onto the white paper. The thin gold style calligraphy on the paper was no longer recognizable.
However, Xiao Dongmei still didn't say a word.
Xiao Dongcheng didn't dare to say anything, and didn't even dare to give his sister a tissue to wipe her tears. He was afraid that his sister would find out that he was still here, so he tried to reduce his presence as much as possible.
Put down the brush.
Xiao Dongmei took out a tissue and wiped her cheek, then turned around and sat on the sofa, continuing to stare at Wang Qian's handsome and mature face on the TV screen without blinking.
Xiao Dongcheng tiptoed towards his room, covering his mouth and nose with one hand and holding his breathing, fearing that any slight movement would let his sister discover his presence.
With his many years of experience, he could imagine that if he discovered some of his sister's secrets, he would definitely not end up well.
However, he also felt a little happy and worried.
The good news is that my sister, who has been single for thirty years, finally found someone she likes.
The worry is that the guy already has a girlfriend.
…
on site.
Wang Qian's fingers gently plucked the guitar, the smile on his face was still warm, and his eyes were still looking at Yu Jingruo in the audience.
The two looked at each other for several minutes.
During the entire song, his eyes did not move.
Wang Qian sang slowly.
“I can’t keep all the years.”
“Time has kept me.”
"There is no fragrance for me to stay."
“But it’s my spring.”
"How many people loved you in your youth."
"I admire your beauty, whether it's fake or real."
"There is only one person who still loves your pious soul."
"Love the wrinkles on your old face."
"When you get old, your brows droop."
"The lights are dim and uncertain."
"The wind blows over here, your news."
“This is the song in my heart.”
"When I am old, I will do it for you."
"Sing this song in my heart..."
Wang Qian stopped playing the guitar.
Just the purest sound.
"When I'm old."
"I want it for you."
“Sing this song in your heart!”
The sound slowly stopped...
Without coming to an abrupt end, a trace of Wang Qian's breath lingered on the microphone for a long time, as if it would never stop.
Just like the happiness expressed in the song lasts a lifetime.
Endless aftertaste.
on site.
Still keeping quiet.
Wang Jingyu has stopped crying.
However, the makeup on her face was smudged by her tears.
Tears still flowed slowly down my cheeks.
She looked at Wang Qian without blinking, her eyes somewhat empty and dazed, completely immersed in the happiness described in the song.
She didn't want to wake up.
Because that's what she desired most.
Yu Jingruo, who was in the audience, was crying but smiling at Wang Qian, wiping his eyes with one hand from time to time.
She hoped that she would always be smiling in front of Wang Qian, always show her good side, and not add any troubles or burdens to Wang Qian.
The same was true for Qin Xuerong, who was standing behind Wang Qian. She smiled happily and wiped her tears, her expression full of happiness and yearning.
She has a faith as strong as steel in her heart.
No matter what happens next.
She wants to grow old with Wang Qian.
Live the life described in this song.
In the lounge.
Liu Shengnan, Jiang Yu, and Murong Yue all had tears in their eyes.
However, there were many people in the lounge.
No matter how moved the three of them were and how much they wanted to cry, they held it back at the moment.
He Fulin wanted to say something, but Zhao Wei saw it and quickly grabbed He Fulin's shoulder and shook his head to tell him to shut up.
He Fulin took a look and saw Liu Shengnan and the other two who were staring at Wang Qian on the TV screen without blinking. They immediately understood something and hurriedly covered their mouths, not daring to make any sound and even wanted to escape.
…
The scene remained quiet.
It was quiet for more than ten seconds, and it remained the same! The thousands of spectators in the auditorium did not move, but many of them were wiping their eyes.
The four instructors were silent, except for Wang Jingyu who kept wiping his eyes from time to time.
The staff of the program team were also extremely quiet. Most of them were awake but did not want to break the silence because this was also a very good program effect.
Therefore, Zhou Qinghua did not use the microphone to direct the host and the atmosphere group to break the quiet and happy atmosphere.
At the same time, most of the viewers in front of the TV across the country remained silent, with a hint of longing on their faces.
Wang Qian just sat on the chair, still holding his guitar, looking at Yu Jingruo with a smile.
This moment...
It's as if time has been frozen.
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