Chapter 2

The competition is about to begin. Qin Tao puts his guitar into Li Tiezhu, who holds a guitar in one hand and a popsicle in the other. Qin Tao is stunned. Why is this goods still licking popsicles?

It's over!

Yi Feng said, "this contestant, should you throw away your popsicle and start singing? Or, you just step down and eat your popsicle."

He felt that this group of players did not respect the judges, so his words were a little stiff.

"Oh..."

Li Tiezhu looked around dully and couldn't find the trash can. Moreover, there were so many left. It's a pity to lose them. It's not easy to force Qin Tao to treat. I don't know what it is next time.

Then, he ran to the jury and handed the popsicle to lengba who was pressing the corners of his eyes.

"Please take it for me."

"Ah?"

"Thank you."

"I * #@&%..."

Lengba almost subconsciously took the popsicle with an incredible expression.

Who am I?

Where am i?

What am I doing?

Besides, the popsicle is... Pineapple.

This damn smell.

As a senior eater, lengba swallowed her saliva with great shame. Her actions were very hidden and should not be photographed.

Yi Feng stared at Li Tiezhu's wonderful behavior and even forgot to say something.

The new singer Lin fan is inexplicably gushing out of a strong admiration. God Lulu, this is a real first-line actress! Get you a popsicle?

Chen Poisson took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed his temper.

Qin Tao covered his forehead.

It's really over! My star dream!

The melon eaters in front of the screen fried the pot again, and a barrage of bullets came to their faces.

"Abuse (broken sound)"

"This is a master, this is a master..."

"Poor little lengba, don't steal!"

"Said it was the devil who stole it?"

"Old fellow iron 666"

"Serious brother, the first cruel man in the history of good voice!"

"The name of serious brother is OK."

Li Tiezhu's simple brain circuit doesn't think it's wrong to do so. Diligence and thrift are the traditional virtues of the Chinese nation. When he returned to the stage, he dialed his guitar twice and said to Qin Tao:

"Ready, here we go."

Qin Tao looked at the jury for fear that he would be beaten out by a random stick the next second.

Fortunately, although the jury was shocked, lengba had no angry expression except a bitter smile. She was a kind person.

Chen Poisson nodded helplessly, motioned to sing quickly and get out after singing.

Li Tiezhu also wants to hurry back to the construction site after singing. Don't be found absent by the foreman. He plucked the guitar strings. His incredible composure calmed Qin Tao a lot.

Qin Tao's lead singer, Li Tiezhu, is also responsible for harmony while playing guitar:

Once our youth

Love takes root in memory

Keep the land in your heart yesterday

Bloom with brilliant eternal tears

Once our

Sting——

"Stop!"

Qin Tao didn't stop the car and continued to shiver inertia: "youth, take root and sprout..."

If struck by lightning.

The little fat man seemed to hear the sound of broken dreams.

Li Tiezhu: "don't sprout, you'd better go back and raise pigs."

Although he deliberately lowered his voice, he was facing the microphone, so the people all over the country heard it.

The barrage crowd was naturally another carnival. This group was so happy. These two goods did not disappoint everyone and contributed to a disastrous concert.

That's not generally ugly.

Lengba couldn't help smiling bitterly and tossed me for most of the day. Is that it?

But it's good. It's free.

It was the white haired old musician Chen Poisson who stopped them. He said, "Qin Tao, you don't have the talent to sing, but the voice of the young man who accompanies harmony..."

He could hear that the little fat man had incomplete five tones, and the voice condition of the flat headed boy was very good.

The audience is confused. Is it true or false?

Why didn't we hear it?

Li Tiezhu was calm and took down his guitar: "didn't you pass? OK, let's go now."

Chen Poisson: "wait! Just sing that song."

Li Tiezhu: "me? I can't sing. I don't sing at ordinary times. Who is a serious person... Just this one. I only remember harmony. He forced me to learn it."

The old man was vaguely disappointed. After decades in the music world, he had no doubt that the voice he heard was very plastic.

On the stage, Qin Tao revived and pulled Li Tiezhu's clothes: "sing the song you wrote!"

Chen Poisson: "Yo? Can you write songs?"

Li Tiezhu kicked Qin Tao away and waved his hand: "No."

Barrage:

Serious people who write songs!

Qin Tao said anxiously, "that's the one. A good person like me, oh, oh, that one."

Li Tiezhu: "that's called people like me."

Qin Tao: "whatever it is, sing."

Chen Songbai: "sing."

Li Tiezhu: "sing?"

Chen Poisson: "sing!"

Li Tiezhu: "

Li Tiezhu is speechless. Why force me?

I.

Serious people.

Just want to move the bricks well.

In fact, Li Tiezhu has no knowledge of the world. After all, he is not a penetrator. But this song "people like me" has always been in his mind. He occasionally hummed a few words, which Qin Tao heard twice.

Under the gaze of the four judges, Li Tiezhu, a serious man, took out a second-hand rocky made in 2000 from his shorts pocket, looked at the time and said:

"Then sing a few words."

Barrage:

"Serious brother, Ollie!"

"Miracle: serious people are going to sing!"

"I advise you to stop eating and be careful of dying young."

Yi Feng and Lin Fan looked at Chen Poisson in surprise and lengba with a popsicle in sympathy. They didn't know how good the voice of the flat headed boy was, but they couldn't question the old man. In this way, lengba was very embarrassed.

Lengba looked at the melting and dripping popsicles and said in her heart when do I want to get them? Throw it away. It seems inappropriate. Keep it like this. It's not a thing.

Now I look like this, I must be laughed to death by the audience.

As if nothing had happened, Li Tiezhu put back his mobile phone and dialed his guitar. He deliberately lowered his voice and sang at will:

A good man like me

Should have lived a brilliant life

How come in the end of 20 years

Still floating and sinking in the sea of people

……

"Eh?"

Chen Poisson suddenly brightened his eyes, leaned forward and became more focused. This little guy, there's something.

Not just the voice!

Compared with the composition of this song, his good voice is not worth mentioning.

"Hiss -"

Lin fan, the fourth winner of the last session, took a breath. Is this a song he wrote himself?

unbelievable!

Last year, he also met opponents who sang original works during the competition, but even in the final, there was no player who could write such a good song.

Lin fan can't help but turn his head and look at Yi Feng. He can see the surprise in each other's eyes.

Yi Feng is not a professional singer, but he can hear good and bad. This song is very well written. Was it really written by a migrant worker under the age of 20?

Is that an exaggeration?

WOW!

Lengba was a little stunned for a moment. This sound line is fascinating! People are unconsciously immersed in it.

Even that guy looks more and more handsome. His facial features are good, but he is pulled down by his clothes and temperament. Especially his eyes, when singing, his eyes are deep and shining, which is not as stupid as before.

The audience in front of the screen was restrained as soon as Li Tiezhu opened his mouth. This is the real opening crisp. And this song is really beautiful.