Zhou Yiyang looked at the rather simple stage with only the band on it and said:
"By the way, is the screen still usable?"
Bai Yangyu nodded. He already knew what Zhou Yiyang was going to do.
"Luo Chen will definitely be very happy later."
Bai Yangyu said softly.
Guan Fei nodded: "He certainly couldn't have imagined that our ruthless and impartial President Zhou would actually help him."
Zhou Yiyang exclaimed, feeling that they had a deep misunderstanding of him: "Why do I feel that what you are saying is a little off?"
"No, no." Bai Yangyu immediately shook his head: "Then Mr. Zhou, what are you planning to play on the screen later?"
Zhou Yiyang quickly expressed his idea, and the technicians said it was completely fine.
When the word "painting" appeared on the screen, the audience exclaimed.
Luo Chen looked back, and at that moment, he suddenly felt as if something was coming out of his chest.
Touched, he knew that this must be Brother Yang's work.
So the outside world always says that Yi Yang Entertainment has a lot of money and good resources, which is why the artists are willing to stay.
But Luo Chen doesn't think so. These advantages are true, but he also knows that the reason why he is reluctant to leave Yi Yang Entertainment is because of its human touch.
Zhou Yiyang is like a patriarch. In addition to making money, he is a man with ideals.
Luo Chen plucked the strings with his hands and instantly entered the state.
In fact, after getting this song, Luo Chen practiced it at home for a long time.
But just as Zhou Yiyang said, when he sang it, it didn't have that flavor at all.
When Luo Chen's mother saw Luo Chen sitting on the sofa with a sad face, she asked him the reason.
"Oh," my mother sighed, "you're just like those celebrities on TV who play cleaners and have to put on makeup. You're too detached from the lives of ordinary people for too long."
"I don't know what young people think. When I listen to music myself, I like the songs that move me the most. If you want to sing well, it's like you want to act in a good movie. You need to get into life."
"I think you can go out more during your vacation. Don't use your celebrity status as Luo Chen as an excuse."
Luo Chen was greatly inspired by his mother's words.
He really couldn't be like Moonlight Girl, who had already achieved success but still retained a childlike heart.
He enjoys the fan support.
So during the holidays, Luo Chen secretly returned to his hometown alone.
Even Ling Hu didn't know about this.
There he met a man.
"He's a lunatic." The middle school principal who received Luo Chen said, "By the way, you just said who you were looking for..."
Luo Chen walked to the side of the man.
He doesn't look crazy.
He was wearing a yellowed white shirt with the bottom tucked into his trousers, and there was a smear of light yellow paint on his face.
He picked up a pen and drew on the picture frame.
"Hello?" Luo Chen greeted the other party cautiously.
The man ignored him and immersed himself in his own world.
He is a painter, at least he thinks so.
But in the eyes of the residents of the small town, his paintings are incomprehensible and his behavior is puzzling.
A man in his thirties, not married, not having children, not even having a stable job, still dreams of becoming a painter.
What's the difference between this and a madman?
No, there are subsidies for crazy people!
As he was singing, an image immediately came to his mind of a light mist at six o'clock in the morning.
The man sat by the lake, copying quietly. His back made Luo Chen feel extremely lonely.
When he picked up the microphone, his emotions were already there, and he even thought of himself as the painter:
[Draw a moon for the lonely night sky
Draw me singing under the moon
Draw a big window for a deserted house
Draw another bed]
As soon as he opened his mouth, the audience was stunned.
This is a folk song with an extremely simple melody.
Even his singing is so simple.
It is in stark contrast to the performances of previous masters.
But for some reason, as soon as his singing came out, many people in the audience felt an inexplicable emotion surge in their hearts when they listened to the lyrics.
Luo Chen sang as if it were them.
This is a true portrayal of many young people who are frustrated and struggling in big cities.
They want to live in a big house, but in reality they can only live in cheap, converted shared housing.
They yearn for poetry and distant places, pursue ideals and romance, but have forgotten when was the last time they looked up at the starry sky.
They are in a hurry, and every day they are burdened by rent, pressure to get married, comparisons with their peers, dismissals, increasing age, housing prices and their own stagnant wages...
How much they wish they could be like Luo Chen, draw all their dreams and make them come true.
Zhou Yiyang curled the corners of his mouth. Luo Chen's performance was unexpected. He sang with such emotion.
Many young people in the audience had tears in their eyes.
Luo Chen shook his head and continued singing:
[The painting shows a rainbow you can touch with your hands
The painting contains the starry sky that I have decided will never fade
Draw a curved and endless flat path
The End of the House Dreams
Draw the mother's peaceful posture
There are also disputes that can be erased by an eraser
The painting depicts food that is never a problem in all seasons.
Leisurely people never have worries.
This is a song that is difficult for foreign audiences to empathize with. We have to admit that the essence of this song must be the lyrics.
The more brilliant and charming the dream in the lyrics is, the sadder it makes people feel.
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