Day 136
"To get warmth, we run towards the sun
Mud and hills, against the storm
Ahhhhh, it’s completely a cappella! The girls looked at each other, quickly reacted and jumped up.
That voice...
It belongs to Fu Xunyan.
That beam of pure white spotlight pierced the darkness like a sharp sword and accurately landed in the center of the stage.
In the beam of light, he appeared there.
He looked straight ahead, straight at the camera, his eyes so determined, and the few strands of hair on his forehead outlined a neat contour in the light and shadow.
The spotlight cast a deep shadow on one side of his straight nose, and the taut lines of his jawline looked as if they were carefully carved. His perfectly tailored dark blue suit shimmered with a subtle pearlescent luster under the light, further highlighting his broad shoulders, narrow waist, and loose posture.
We want to shine like shooting stars."
With a murmur, Fu Xunyan made the first move, stuck to the point, and stayed there.
His right hand pointed to the sky, his legs were spread apart, and his body was extremely beautiful, like a sculpture under the sky.
As the grand music began, the other eighteen trainees quickly returned to their positions in the fog created by dry ice, standing on both sides of him.
The moment the next musical note sounded, he suddenly looked up and looked accurately at the main camera lens again.
Everyone followed him.
At that moment, it was as if a tangible light burst out from their eyes, astonishingly bright in the darkness, with no trace of hesitation or tension, only pure confidence and burning desire.
"Disappearing from the eyes of the people on Earth, fleeing to another star."
Moving down, Min Hai took over. His voice was always gentle, and it was surprisingly harmonious after the grand opening, as if the gentle moon temporarily took over the sky.
He was tall and had long legs. His hair was no longer the rebellious buzz cut he had when he first came in. It had grown longer in the past three months, like a long-haired chestnut. The stylist gave him an American-style front spiky haircut, making his face look clearer and cleaner.
His movements were both sharp as a knife and fluid as flowing water. Every punctuation was precise and bursting with power. There weren't many lyrics, so he waved his hand and exited to the side of the stage.
The next person to appear on the stage was Da Pei, with his usual arrogance and confidence. The youthful frivolity lit up the night sky, and the fireworks on his face were particularly grand. The extension of each of his movements and the infectiousness of his expressions were beyond the scope of perfection and were full of soul.
Then came Ye Lai. Following behind Da Pei, he did show some contrast. After all, compared to Da Pei who did not follow the rules at all, Ye Lai was just a superficial top student.
The smile is perfect and standard, which is amazing.
When several people came on stage, their shouts were louder than each other. When Fu Xunyan turned around and came to the C position again, the sound engineer did not expect that his ears would be attacked by the audience one day.
Do you understand the value of tens of thousands of people screaming together?
But the handsome face on the big screen was indeed unprecedented, and the sound engineer could only slow down his breathing and finally choose to forgive this group of people.
"To get warmth, we run towards the sun"
Entering the second stage, the remaining trainees also appeared one by one, but no matter how the formation changed, for most people, Fu Xunyan was the only focus.
The side profile of his face formed a beautiful silhouette in the backlight.
The overheated lights and the rising temperatures at the end of May made the young and energetic men sweat under their heavy suits. But the sweat on Fu Xunyan's face was not a flaw, but made his face more vivid.
Sweat slid down his forehead, flashing a crystal light on his jaw, and then was dispersed by a crisp shake of his head. The vigorous vitality and focused sexiness perfectly interpreted handsomeness.
After a circle, Fu Xunyan returned to the C position again.
The theme song was adapted, and at this moment, the music suddenly stopped.
The next second, the lights suddenly came on, illuminating the entire stage like daylight. Fu Xunyan stood at the front, breathing slightly, his chest heaving, his gaze still blazing towards the audience.
The water vapor condensed from the dry ice soaked the ends of his hair, and his face was flushed due to his extreme concentration, but his smile was extremely bright and dazzling, as if it condensed all the starlight tonight.
This was his first frank and unrestrained smile tonight, more unrestrained than Ye Lai's, but more mysterious than Da Pei's.
The wave of sound completely drowned out the music behind it. Countless people took the risk of being stopped by security and openly took out their cameras and mobile phones, like fanatical believers trying to capture that moment on the big screen.
Fang Yu's heart was also very excited. He couldn't tell whether it was because of the too loud music, Fu Xunyan's handsome face, or the hot atmosphere.
He could only hear screaming and crying in his ears. The girls had even forgotten to maintain their makeup and were crying bitterly.
Fang Yu also saw tears in Cong He's eyes - of course, he himself could feel some wetness.
It’s amazing, this isn’t even a ballad…
After the song ended, the sky was filled with fanatical screams for a long time, forcing Jiang Sulin to stay at the edge of the stage and wait silently for the audience to calm down.
The boys lined up in a row and stood at the back. Fu Xunyan was the well-deserved C position. After standing still, he led everyone in bowing and then left through the lift.
A second before darkness struck, everyone heard the voices of the audience outside asking them to stay.
The boys smiled at each other, and the tension that had been lingering around them finally dissipated, leaving only their chests heaving violently.
There are also murmurs in preparation for the next song.
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Jiang Sulin stood back on the stage, and the mentors around him also appeared.
"Thank you! Thank you to the trainees for giving us such a powerful opening! Every second just now showed us the most passionate and shining side of youth!"
Jiang Pianpian raised the microphone: "That energy seems to still vibrate in the air. But at this moment, let us calm down our excitement for a while."
"Because from early spring to midsummer, from the initial youthful anxiety to standing on the finals stage tonight, this journey, in addition to sweat and dreams, is also filled with countless moments that deserve deep gratitude."
Ou Ruo: "Next, at this special moment, the students will dedicate a special song to this period of their lives. This song is no longer for competition or judging, but for gratitude."
Zhang Qu and Bigland exchanged a smile. "Let's quietly enjoy the New Age Idol graduation performance - 'That Song'."
The images on the background screen switched, showing the trainees' families, friends, mentors, and fans holding light boards and cheering outside the venue.
Liu Yu saw herself very clearly at the meeting. She didn't go on stage, but the camera swept over her.
That’s great—she said silently in her heart.
The prelude of the music sounded, the lights were a soft light blue, and then the gentle melody of the piano and guitar slowly sounded. The boys who had just left the stage changed their clothes and walked towards them with a new look.
There were suppressed gasps everywhere, and Liu Yu could hear them clearly.
Even she herself is the same.
She could only see one person.
This was the first time she saw Fu Xunyan dressed like this - fresh.
Even though Liu Yu preferred Fu Xunyan's sexy and mysterious style, she had to admit that simple and clean outfits could also be brought out to the fullest on him.
The spotlight, pure as moonlight, softly enveloped the center of the stage and then moved with the boys.
He walked over, wearing the simplest white shirt and light blue jeans, with his hair still slicked back, but his expression was so gentle that it gave his face a bit of the clarity and gentleness inherent in a teenager.
He walked normally, heading towards the farthest end of the stage. His voice, which had been deliberately changed slightly, had a hint of hoarseness and magnetism, as if he was whispering a long story in his ear.
The camera zooms in, another close-up of Fu Xunyan.
His eyes were like a quiet lake, reflecting the twinkling glow sticks in the audience.
His gaze gently swept across the audience, as if lingering on the faces of everyone who had supported him. Occasionally, he would close his eyes, completely immersed in the melody and memories, his long eyelashes casting a faint shadow on his cheeks.
"I once thought the world would break because of me
Only by stumbling and falling can we learn how to retreat
Tears are salty but my heart becomes soft because of them
It turns out that scars are also poems of growth."
His shoulder lines have never been thin, but full and powerful. Liu Yu is very clear about this, but for some reason, when she saw him singing that line, Liu Yu subconsciously covered her eyes.
It was wet there.
"I sing this song with a simple and warm melody
Like the starlight in the dark night, though faint but brilliant
Every step in the future counts, don't be afraid anymore
Please accept this poem written for tomorrow."
He has come before us.
Liu Yu knew that Fu Xunyan knew her because he looked at her.
He looked at her. The chorus had clearly finished, and the microphone had slightly moved away from his lips. He looked in this direction, at this blue ocean, and mouthed "thank you".
In an instant, Liu Yu burst into tears.
Not to mention that she broke down in tears, the sound of her crying could be faintly heard by the singers' microphones on the stage.
Online, Mint blew his nose and vowed to catch up on the offline version of this song in the future.
“I no longer ask why the road is always so winding
Just thank you for every warm moment I meet
It's you and me who pieced together the current picture
It turns out that ordinary things can also become classics of their own.”
Fu Xunyan couldn't describe his state at the moment.
He seemed to be pulled away from the moment.
He was pulling himself together desperately throughout the final.
He didn't want to leave. Even if this was just a beautiful dream, he hoped it would last longer.
But he had never held a concert before, and even this was his first time stepping onto the stage. The vague excitement and nervousness, as well as the feeling of being surrounded by warmth and love, made him feel like he was dying.
He seemed to split into two people, one was performing with deep emotion, while the other was anxiously fighting against the drifting of his soul.
Will he wake up?
Or is this the truth?
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