Chapter 525

"Let the tears on yesterday's face

Air dried with memory... "

Liu Qiqi's voice is more gentle, and her understanding of this song should be more thorough.

In her opinion, this song was created for the residents of xiao'an town. It used a peaceful and enthusiastic tone to express people's wish for a better tomorrow.

Therefore, although Liu Qiqi's current singing only has these two sentences, he is more attentive.

The audience subconsciously remembered that when the snow disaster happened, the people buried under the snow and ruins remembered the houses collapsed by the snow

Even if there was crying at that time, they knew that crying would disappear with the memory.

"Look up for the wings of the sky

The migratory bird appears its shadow... "

Huang Bingkun followed Liu Qiqi. His voice was rich and sincere.

In the first half of his life, he experienced much more frustrations than the residents of xiao'an town.

How can we have a better tomorrow if we flinch even if things happen?

Therefore, he is persuading, persuading these residents, to ignite the hope of yearning for tomorrow.

Compared with the beautiful Liu Qiqi, Huang Bingkun's singing is more realistic.

"Bring famine in the distance, merciless war

The news that still exists... "

Liu Tianwang's Hong Kong opera is still very awkward, but the pronunciation of these two lines is correct.

It's just that the lyrics sound a bit awkward. "Famine in the distance, merciless war." what do they say? Is it foreign?

The residents of xiao'an town in the square don't understand, but it doesn't prevent them from listening.

Because the melody of this song is simple, the lyrics are also very carefully created, there is no obstruction.

"Yushan is white with snow

Burning the heart of a young man

Zhang Xiaoying's voice is clear and loud.

This is different from the song I sang when I played drumming and passing flowers. These two sentences should be more delicate.

"To dissolve the truth into notes

Pour out the blessings from afar... "

Lu Weiting's Putonghua is also not standard. After all, he is from Dongguang. He came to the inland to develop in the past two years.

If he was able to circle fans quickly before, it was also because he was handsome and danced well. Music was a foil to him.

For example, many people at the scene are actually watching Lu Weiting's face and dance.

So sometimes, being good-looking can really serve as a meal.

But since this year, Lu Weiting has also paid attention to his singing skills. Even if he can't compare with Li Yifeng, it's not far away.

"Sing your passion

Hold out your hands

Let me embrace your dream

Let me have your true face... "

Accompaniment at this moment into more elements, and the song of high tide, also at this time suddenly came.

All the male artists on the stage began to sing in unison.

Just now, the residents of xiao'an town who only pay attention to their idols, as well as those netizens on the Internet, were caught off guard by the sudden music.

This song, how can you make a surprise attack?

"Let's smile

Full of the pride of youth

Pray for tomorrow... "

Without waiting for them to recover, the female stars and artists on the stage also sang in unison.

The residents of xiao'an town in the square blinked and finally recovered.

Listening to the meaning of the lyrics, they suddenly feel that their attention is wrong.

The first thing to notice about this song is not the singers, but the lyrics.

The previous part of the song naturally integrates their yearning for rescue and home reconstruction into the melody of the song.

Although they don't know how to appreciate music, they know that the music in front of this song is very smooth, which seems to express their desire and pray for a hopeful tomorrow.

If they could make a choice, they would never be as decadent and desperate as they have been these days.

No money to earn, no home to build, but no people, is nothing!

They should cherish the present and build their homes well!

"Who can ignore his home

Put aside the childhood in memory... "

The short interlude has passed, and the seamless link of the song continues.

Han Qing, Deng Lanqi, Chen Yijie, ye Lintao... 19 star artists appeared on the stage and sang the same song.

Unconsciously, the song began to sing repeatedly.

Below the stage, the residents of Xiaoan town in the square raised their hands and hummed to the song in a low voice.

Just like let the world be full of love, more than 10000 people are all doing neat and uniform actions, without even one disharmonious action.

Maybe for them, this is the best way to express their love for this song.

Nothing can stop a music lover from loving this song "tomorrow will be better"!

As time goes on, when this song is sung for the fifth time, it is more than 4:00 in the afternoon.

The singing on the stage gradually stopped, and the voice that was originally responsible for the music gradually disappeared.

Pa pa... Hua Hua!

I don't know how long later, scattered applause began to appear on the small square.

In the back, the applause grew, and more residents of xiao'an began to applaud.

In the end, deafening sounds rose above the square, just like the huge waves in the sea, which could not be stopped!

"Thank you very much for taking the time and enduring the cold to come to see our public performance."

When the applause rang for three minutes and the momentum finally came down, Liu Zixia took the microphone to step forward two steps and said, "it's the so-called feast that ends all over the world. Today's public performance is here. I hope you can enjoy it!"

"Ah? It's over. I haven't seen enough of it yet! "

"I'll show you some more shows in summer. We're not cold."

"We want more warmth and emotion in our hearts..."

Liu Zixia and his four and a half hour public service performance have finally come to an end.

The residents of xiao'an Town, of course, will not feel greedy that they have not seen enough of the show.

After all, Liu Zixia would never come to perform in normal times. After all, they can't afford the huge cost of commercial performance.

Not to mention, there are so many stars and artists in the entertainment circle in this public performance!

Liu Zixia's voice fell to the ground. Although the residents of xiao'an town were reluctant to give up, they gave warm applause.

The people who say these words are the netizens who are watching the live broadcast on the Internet.

They regard this public service performance as some kind of commercial performance.

However, after they sent out these comments, soon there were internet police who directly deleted the comments to them, and then even their numbers on several major forums were blocked.

There is no way. Now when it comes to the snow disaster in xiao'an Town, no negative comments or comments are allowed.

The internet police department has been involved in all domestic video websites for a long time, and is still on duty 24 hours a day. Once this situation is found, the first step is to delete comments, and then the second step is the title.

These guys, they are so dead that they hit the muzzle of the gun. They deserve to have bad luck!

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Liu Zixia did not leave Xiaoan town after the public performance.

But under the leadership of the staff of the relevant local departments, they acted separately.

They began to go door-to-door, to these victims of the snow ravaged xiao'an town residents, with their relief supplies.

These materials include: quilt, coat, down jacket, electric heating, baby warming, instant noodles... Anyway, they are all kinds of things that can be used for food, clothing and housing.

For them, money is not good for the time being. After all, there is no place to spend money.

Only these relief materials are the most practical. At least they can use them immediately.

After one night and two days of distribution, they finally put these materials into everyone's hands, and these star artists began to return.

Of course, Liu Zixia is responsible for the cost of going back. The 5 million yuan fund for activities can't be wasted, can't it?

Some of these star artists choose to go to the three provinces of Dongguan to have a good time, some choose to go home, and some have jobs, so they have to fly to shoot MV or participate in activities and commercial performances.

Compared with them, Liu Zixia was a little forced.

Because he can't go home, he needs to go to Bincheng and visit Li Mengyi's parents in person.

Although Liu Zixia has won his mother-in-law through his own efforts, his father-in-law has only slightly changed his impression. It may take some time to win him.

In a nanny car, Liu Zixia is sitting in the back seat, and is keeping his eyes closed.

This nanny car is a special vehicle assigned by Lang Wenxing from Bincheng Wenxing entertainment media branch to Liu Zixia.

Liu Zixia has been in this nanny car for several hours since he came out of Xiaoan town.

"You ask me how much I love you, how much I love you..."

Just as he was relaxing and resting, his mobile phone suddenly rang.

"Hello?" Liu Zixia replied feebly, "who is that?"

"You boy, didn't even save my cell phone number?" Longwenxing's voice came out of the mobile phone.

These days, he is really too tired, so easy to have a rest, where there is time to see who is calling?

"Ah?" Liu Zixia was stunned and said, "it's brother Xing! I'm really sorry. I'm a little confused just now. I'm tired these days. Don't be angry! "

"I don't care about you." Lang Wenxing said angrily: "well, CCTV's hatai contacted me and wanted to know if the star artists who followed you to xiao'an town for public welfare performances donated money or anything?"

"Yes Liu Zixia naturally said, "why does he ask this?"

"She said it was a task from the general office of transmission and telecommunications." Lang Wenxing said: "that is to know who donated and what they donated."

"Oh, that's it!" Liu Zixia came back.

Since it is the meaning of Zhengfu, there is no need to hide it.

"My side is full of donations." Liu Zixia replied directly: "I have a list here, and each person probably donated more than 500000 houses. I'll send you the list later. "

"Good." Lang Wenxing answered and suddenly thought of something and said, "Oh, right..."