MTL - This Star Doesn’t Work Overtime-Chapter 183 181. Outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road, there are green grass and green sky.

  Wang Cheng's words made the audience quiet again.

  Everyone stared wide-eyed at Wang Cheng standing there on the stage...

   Not sure if I was hallucinating just now!

   "What did Wang Cheng say just now?"

   "He seems to say he's going to sing a song, I don't know if it's true."

   "I heard that too..."

"Really?"

  …

   Such conversations are not uncommon among tens of thousands of people, and the scene suddenly became lively, and discussions were everywhere.

  Jiang Han turned to Chen Yuqi beside him and asked, "Yuqi, did Wang Cheng say he wanted to sing a song?"

  Chen Yuqi nodded: "It seems so, I really want to hear it."

  Feng Tingting said with certainty: "It should be, I seem to have heard it too."

  Tian Wen and Xu Chaohua next to each other heard that they had big heads, and felt that these doctoral students at Beijing University were a little out of their minds.

  Tian Wen pretended not to know the three of them...

Guo Shouxin and Liu Jiahui in the back office are the most excited. It would be the best to let Wang Cheng sing another song. It can last a few more minutes for this year's miracle of ratings, and it can also improve the performance of tonight. Average ratings.

  Guo Shouxin quickly picked up the walkie-talkie and said: "All units are fully cooperating with Wang Cheng's last performance. As long as he sings, the music will follow me immediately!"

  The intercom immediately replied: "No problem, Director Guo, we are ready at any time, just waiting for him to start singing, I have tuned out the soundtracks of all his works, and it will definitely be seamlessly connected within a second..."

  Guo Shouxin and Liu Jiahui both watched the live broadcast closely.

Liu Jiahui murmured in a low voice: "Which song can he sing? It's better to sing Shameless again. This song is very suitable for the scene. It is no exaggeration to say that it is the best song in Chinese rock. Thirty years The first few classic rock songs that have been handed down to this day are not as good."

  Guo Shouxin smiled and said: "If your words are spread, those seniors will definitely talk about you."

  Liu Jiahui also smiled: "So, I'm just talking here, and what I'm telling is the truth. You can tell by the tens of thousands of people singing together at the scene just now, feeling ashamed."

   The two made a joke and continued to stare at the live broadcast.

  In the auditorium, the four Lao Wang looked at Wang Cheng nervously and expectantly.

  A team member whispered expectantly: "Will Wang Cheng ask us to accompany you?"

  The four of them recalled last week when they were watching the show at the Tomorrow Idol Finals, and they were suddenly called on stage by Wang Cheng to accompany them, and then they achieved the brightest moment in their lives.

  The four of them were full of anticipation, expecting Wang Cheng to call them...

   At the scene, the girl who snatched Wang Cheng's mask at the front shouted directly at Wang Cheng: "Xiao Chengcheng, do you really want to sing another song?"

  The camera broadcast the girl's shouting voice throughout the audience, and broadcast it live to audiences across the country.

  The scene gradually became quiet again, and all eyes were on Wang Cheng.

  Wang Cheng looked at the girl holding up his mask. He was probably in her twenties at most, and she might be a student. He said flatly, "Call me by my name, thank you!"

  The girl froze for a moment, then panicked, and hurriedly said, "I'm sorry, Wang Cheng..."

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became quiet again. Many people could hear the seriousness and displeasure in Wang Cheng's tone. I dare not call it that.

  Chen Yuqi said in a low voice: "Wang Cheng looks so fierce, so scary!"

  Jiang Han nodded: "That's right, we are not allowed to be called Xiao Chengcheng anymore, and then we can only call him by his first name! But, we are all several years older than him, shouldn't we be called Xiao Chengcheng?"

  Xu Chaohua said in a low voice: "Wang Cheng doesn't like people calling him other nicknames, it's better to call him by his first name."

  Chen Yuqi and the three of them said "Oh" at the same time, but their eyes did not leave Wang Cheng on the stage!

  Wang Cheng didn't look at the girl holding the mask in the front row anymore, but just looked directly at the dark crowd in front of him, and said softly, "Give me a guitar, please!"

  The staff of the program group who had been on call at the backstage quickly picked up the best guitar and sent it out, but Wen Yixiao snatched it as soon as he walked to the backstage exit.

   Then, under the surprised and envious eyes of others, as well as some regretful gazes, Wen Yixiao trotted towards the front of the stage with a guitar in both hands.

  Disappointment appeared on the faces of Lao Wang and the others. Wang Cheng asked for a guitar himself, so he wanted to play it himself, so there was no need for them.

  Han Xiao frowned slightly. She thought of going to the program group to ask for a guitar for the first time just now, and delivered it herself, but she didn't expect Wen Yixiao to take the lead.

  Many other trainees and celebrity artists have some regrets...

  The eyes of Yu Huaying, Li Xingluo and others flashed jealousy, regret, and depression.

   This once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to appear on camera was missed right before the eyes of all of them.

The current stage scene can be said to be the first time in the history of the Chinese music scene, and it will inevitably become a classic in the future, and it will also be recorded in the history of the Chinese music scene, and all the figures that appear on the stage will be mentioned by people countless times and watch!

  Even Li Xingluo, Li Canghai, and the members of the other two girl groups are full of envy...

if it is possible.

  They were all willing to go up and give Wang Cheng a guitar.

I saw that Wen Yixiao came carefully behind Wang Cheng, facing the eyes of more than 50,000 people. She was also a little stressed, but her eyes were only on Wang Cheng, and she handed the guitar to Wang Cheng with both hands, and said softly: "Wang Cheng, here..."

   In front of tens of thousands of people, in front of the live broadcast camera, Wen Yixiao did not hide her gaze and expression, she just wanted to let everyone know her heart.

But…

   At this time, there are not many people looking at her.

  Only a few of her personal fans pay attention to her, and most of the other people's eyes never leave Wang Cheng.

  However, when Wang Cheng went to pick up the guitar that Wen Yixiao handed over, and the two were in the same frame, many people still felt a little bit surprised.

   This is the stunning presence of two people whose appearance and temperament are at the ceiling level, appearing in a picture frame at the same time.

   "Hiss, two people who look good."

   "This year's tomorrow's idol, is it blessed by God? Why can we bring the two of them together, just looking at them is very enjoyable."

   "They're so pretty."

   "Wen Yixiao personally delivered the guitar to Wang Cheng, with that look in his eyes, as if a fan is watching an idol, I am sore."

   "Even the little fairy was conquered by Wang Cheng?"

  …

  Some discussions sounded at the scene.

  Wang Cheng didn't care, just looked at Wen Yixiao, and said softly: "Thank you!"

   Then, Wang Cheng ignored Wen Yixiao, hung the guitar around his neck, stretched out his hand and fiddled with it lightly, tried the feel and tone, and barely met his requirements.

  He didn't care that much anymore, as long as he could play.

   Anyway…

   This is the last performance in the program group.

  Ding Ding Ding...

  The sound of vibrating guitar strings sounded.

  The scene became extremely quiet again. Everyone stood in place, staring at Wang Cheng.

  Wen Yixiao, who turned to leave, also looked back several times. If she wasn't afraid of affecting Wang Cheng, she really didn't want to leave. She wanted to stand beside Wang Cheng and watch Wang Cheng's performance from the closest distance.

  Wen Yixiao walked back to several teammates, Song Xue hurriedly held Wen Yixiao's hand tightly, and said with a low laugh, "How are you doing? Excited?"

  Wen Yixiao's face was flushed, she smiled and said nothing...

  The gossip teammate whispered: "Little Fairy, you didn't see it. Just now everyone saw how jealous your eyes were, and they all wanted to show their faces."

  Wen Yixiao didn't speak, she didn't care about appearances and hype, just stared at Wang Cheng's back.

  Han Xiao frowned and looked at Wen Yixiao, and then looked at Wang Cheng's back...

  I saw that Wang Cheng's fingers were already flicking lightly on the guitar strings.

   Haven't sung yet!

  Just plucking the guitar lightly, playing a soothing and slightly sad melody.

  The scene became quieter, but the emotions of many people also became more excited...

   Because, obviously.

   This melody is not in any of Wang Cheng's works.

   Nor were they any of the classics they were familiar with.

  So, what Wang Cheng sang at this time may be another new song.

  Liu Shengjie stared at Wang Cheng, his eyes sparkling with excitement and anticipation, and said in a low voice, "Is there a new song again? Was it created just now? How did he do it?"

Kong Changxing also said helplessly: "I don't know... I can only say that his behavior is really beyond our imagination. If he really created a new song on the spot... I don't know what to say, because I have already I was completely overwhelmed by him..."

  Kong Changxing had long lost the intention of comparing himself with Wang Cheng, so no matter what Wang Cheng did, he would be surprised, and he would have nothing but surprise. This is Wang Cheng.

  Liang Xi didn't speak, just listening to the gentle and sad guitar music played by Wang Cheng.

  Wang Cheng didn't sing or speak, just played this sad and gentle melody for about a minute.

  The entire audience was extremely quiet, no one spoke, and no one did anything to disturb Wang Cheng...

  All just looked at Wang Cheng.

  At this moment, Wang Cheng sang a deep and slightly hoarse voice into the microphone next to his ear.

   "Outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road, there are green grass and green sky..."

  The voice is deep and hoarse, but it is extremely clean, like quicksand at the bottom of a clear river.

  Combined with the soothing and sad rhythm, everyone couldn't help but tremble all over, with a layer of goosebumps, and felt inexplicably sad in their hearts.

   It seems that I am experiencing an unforgettable farewell.

  Wang Cheng's singing was like soothing waves, gently hitting the distance layer by layer, covering every audience present.

   "The sound of willows and flutes is still in the evening wind, and the setting sun is beyond the mountains."

   "At the end of the sky, at the corner of the earth, the best friends are half scattered..."

   "Enjoy the rest of your life with a pot of turbid wine, don't dream cold tonight..."

   hiss...

  Many people in the industry, as well as those who understand academics, have a feeling of trembling in their hearts.

  Liu Shengjie, Kong Changxing, and Liang Xi were all standing there stiffly, staring at Wang Cheng who was at the front of the stage with wide eyes, feeling their blood throbbing all over their bodies.

  Chen Yuqi, Jiang Han, and Feng Tingting, three doctoral candidates at Beijing University, also trembled slightly, and then stared closely at Wang Cheng...

  Tian Wen and Xu Chaohua, two older music professors, also trembled.

  Tian Wen's eyes were full of surprise for the first time, and she murmured in a low voice: "This word is really well written, isn't it?"

  Xu Chaohua thought of Wang Cheng's identity as an unknown calligrapher, and was not too surprised by Wang Cheng's level of writing. After all, almost every calligrapher's literary level is not low.

but…

  He was still amazed by Wang Cheng's lyrics, and said in a low voice, "It's really a good word, it can be used as a poem!"

The other celebrities, An Keru, Feng Tang, Yang Xiao and others were also staring at Wang Cheng who was on the stage more than ten meters away, as if he was no longer a nineteen-year-old boy, but a standing there. monument.

In the back, Wen Yixiao, Song Xue, Li Xingluo and others, as well as Han Xiao, Huang Bin, etc., and the three major girl groups all stared at Wang Cheng's back. Listen quietly to this song that seems to come from the depths of your heart.

   It seems that it has sung into everyone's heart.

  Wang Cheng also slightly closed his eyes.

   recalled the last moment in the hospital bed in his previous life.

  Beside the bed, more than a dozen confidante friends came to see him off, those eyes showed reluctance, hatred, happiness, etc...

   There are also more than a dozen children seeing him off!

that moment.

  He is so reluctant, he is so regretful...

  Emotions in my heart emerged.

  Wang Cheng couldn't help but two tears dripped from the corners of his eyes, dripping down his handsome cheeks, and his singing voice also had a hoarse cry, which made people cry even more.

   "Thousands of love, a glass of wine, and a sound from the flute."

   "Ask you when you are going to return here, don't linger when you come..."

   "At the end of the sky, at the corner of the earth, half of friends are scattered."

   "Enjoy the rest of your life with a pot of turbid wine, don't dream of cold tonight."

  The singing stopped temporarily.

even…

  The guitar in Wang Cheng's hand also temporarily stopped.

  Because, he couldn't help but reached out and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

  Many fans at the scene, especially female fans, felt distressed seeing this scene, and wanted to shout at Wang Cheng...

  However, this atmosphere.

  Everyone couldn't shout out, they could only look at Wang Cheng's heartache, and some emotional fans couldn't help crying.

  For example, the girl in the front row who snatched Wang Cheng's mask kept wiping the corners of her eyes and tears, and whispered, "Wang Cheng, don't cry!"

  Liu Ziyu not far away was also wiping away tears, and said in a low voice: "Wang Cheng must have experienced something, he is a person with a story..."

  Zhu Ziqi is also a little sad, but thinking that Wang Cheng is only nineteen years old, it is a little strange. He is only nineteen years old, and he is not as old as himself. What kind of sad things can he experience?

  The look of strangers not to enter, even myself and Wen Yixiao can refuse, must have never been in love, right?

   What story could there be?

However, Zhu Ziqi didn't say what was in her heart. Seeing Wang Cheng wiping her tears on the stage, she felt a little distressed. She really wanted to go up and hug Wang Cheng. Just now, she watched Wen Yixiao personally deliver the guitar to Wang Cheng. She was very envious. At this time, her heart was about to move, and she really wanted to rush to the stage desperately to give Wang Cheng a hug.

  However, after a momentary impulse, Zhu Ziqi still held back, but leaned forward slightly.

  Wang Cheng's emotions were not suppressed for a moment.

   After wiping away his tears, Wang Cheng collected his emotions, dusted off the emotions of his previous life again, and continued to play the guitar.

  The sad and soothing guitar sounded again.

  Wang Cheng's singing also followed.

  However, the singing voice is hoarse, more clean and pure, and there is some hope and expectation in the sadness, as if it is the expectation of the next reunion after parting.

   "Outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road, there are green grass and green sky."

   "The sound of willows and flutes is still in the evening wind, and the setting sun is beyond the mountains."

   "At the end of the sky, at the corner of the sea, half of friends are scattered."

   "Enjoy the rest of your life with a pot of turbid wine, don't dream of cold tonight."

   There was a slight pause.

   But the sad guitar sound didn't stop.

  The scene was still extremely silent.

  No one made any sound, for fear of disturbing the guitar sound, for fear of disturbing Wang Cheng's singing.

   "Thousands of love, a glass of wine, and a sound from the flute."

   "Ask you when you are going to return here, don't linger when you come..."

  Wang Cheng's singing became deeper and more soothing, as if he was muttering to himself.

   "Ask you when you are going to return here, don't linger when you come..."

  The sound stopped slowly.

  Fingers also slowly slid across the last note on the guitar strings.

  The music also slowly dissipated...

  As if following the figure that disappeared into the sky.

   Everything stops.

  The singing is over.

  Wang Cheng did not stay on the stage any longer, but said two words softly: "Farewell, thank you!"

   After finishing speaking, Wang Cheng turned around and walked backstage with his guitar on his back.

this moment.

  The scene was still extremely silent.

   Everyone has not recovered yet.

   are still immersed in the artistic conception of that song...

   are still immersed in their own sad emotions...

  Everyone felt empty in their hearts, like an empty stage!

Um?

  Empty stage?

   Everyone realized that there was nothing on the stage.

  Wang Cheng is gone...