For Helian Bei, the most surprising thing he found was that when he signed the contract for "This Is the Singer", the program team did not promise him the championship.
You know, he had heard some rumors before, and they were very credible - some big-name singers had already decided on the king of singers before signing the contract.
"That's good," Helian Bei said, feeling extremely relaxed, but a long-lost fire and desire ignited in his eyes. "Of course, the title of Singing King must be won by oneself."
He never imagined that one day, his desire to win would be aroused by two girls in their early twenties.
He also had to admit that these two little girls were really amazing.
"The young are truly formidable!"
Helian Bei quickly walked onto the stage and suddenly stopped at the steps.
The staff on the side immediately asked, fearing that Helian Bei was dissatisfied with something. After all, the other party's status was really too high.
"Teacher, are you feeling unwell?"
"No," Helian Bei shook his head, his eyes focused on the front. After a while, he said, "Let me listen to the sounds around me."
Everything around him became quiet in an instant, leaving only the sound of his own breathing.
He had been in this state before, but that was when he was still "sick".
At that time, he always felt like he was living in another world, with an invisible barrier between him and other people.
And now he would actually take the initiative to enter the state and seek an independent and quiet self.
When he stepped onto the stage, the audience gave him the warmest applause.
Not only the young people were excited, but the older audience members were also very excited. They imitated the children, waving flags and shouting, and repeatedly called out Helian Bei's name.
Because in their eyes, Helian Bei was a superstar of the era, and many of them came for him.
Wang Xingrui looked at this scene, not with envy or jealousy, but with a little touching.
I am moved that after so many years, Helian Bei still loves this career and the audience. I am also moved by the audience's long-lasting love and perseverance.
How she hoped that decades after her debut, she could continue to be active on this stage like Helian Bei.
Tang Yue and Lin Xuan'er were more concerned about Helian Bei's appearance this time.
He was not wearing the usual formal attire, but a red cloak, revealing only his handsome face, wild eyes, and two streaks of red paint at the corners of his eyes.
"Brother Bei is really a bit wild this time!" Tang Yue commented.
"But Brother Bei still looks good in this outfit. After all, he is handsome." Lin Xuan'er agreed.
Su Yin leaned against Wang Xingrui and muttered, "I think Brother Bei will sing rock music this time! The whole audience will definitely be excited then."
As soon as he finished speaking, Helian Bei picked up the microphone.
The song he is going to sing tonight is still from Zhou Yi Yang.
At this time, many viewers in front of the TV began to complain:
"It's Mr. Zhou again! His desire to create is too strong!"
"As expected of Mr. Zhou, he's making his presence felt everywhere. But let's be honest, Mr. Zhou's songs are guaranteed to be good."
"The name of this song is so cool, 'Fake Monk'. Is Helian Bei going to use his ultimate move?"
When the band came on stage to accompany Helian Bei, the scene was already boiling.
Helian Bei actually chose a rock song in the finals.
The moment he looked up, one could see the vicissitudes of life, experience and suffering on Helian Bei's face.
At that moment, he really became an ascetic monk traveling through the wind and rain.
As the prelude sounded, the sounds of several kinds of folk music intertwined together, which already touched the hearts of the audience.
Several music critics at the scene couldn't help but stand up and cheer for Zhou Yiyang.
In their view, this prelude and arrangement alone have already established him as the king of singers tonight.
As soon as Helian Bei opened his mouth, all the audience couldn't help but clench their fists and secretly said "good" in their hearts.
[I want to walk from south to north,
I still want to go from white to black.
I want people to see me.
But I don’t know who I am.]
He sang with extreme restraint, as if this was not a performance but part of his practice.
This part of the lyrics was a little confusing to some young audiences, but some older audiences were instantly fascinated by it.
If you see I'm a little tired,
Please pour me a glass of water.
If you already love me,
Please kiss my mouth.]
In Helian Bei's world, he was standing on a snowy field that seemed to have no end.
He walked forward, even though he couldn't see where the road led.
He was just on the road and suddenly felt like singing a song.
He sang casually and easily, yet always maintained restraint, as if this discipline was already in his blood.
Yangyang was still a student, and he could hardly understand the lyrics, but for some reason, when he listened to Helian Bei's voice, he actually felt like crying.
He thought about Helian Bei's experience along the way, and felt that this song was about him.
As for why he was a fake monk and not an ascetic monk, he didn't understand.
Yangyang's father closed his eyes while listening, he was enjoying the music.
Of course, Helian Bei couldn't keep singing like this. He had suppressed his emotions for so long and needed a place to vent.
Just like everyone who is listening to the song, they are all looking forward to that explosion that will make their blood boil.
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