Shi Jia stood on the stage and waved hard to the audience.

The enthusiastic audience in the audience cheered. Whether it was the performers or the audience, they were all young people. The gap between the singer and the audience was only the distance between the stage and the audience, the feelings in the songs could be sung, heard, and the understanding and feeling of things were amazingly consistent.

The atmosphere in the auditorium was very good. From the perspective of the opening performance, it was very perfect. It successfully incited the emotions of the audience in the audience, so that the next game would not have an awkward cold show.

However, the students in charge of the event were fans of Cool Fire Band. The group had already agreed. After the first song was performed, they found someone in advance and shouted "One more".

As of now, the effect is significant. At first, there are only a few people shouting, but then they evolve into a tide-like voice, rushing to the center of the stage. You can still hear the word "One more" clearly in the chaos.

If it were in the past, Shi Jia would probably be very happy with the energy coming, but now he found that spiritual enjoyment is much more satisfying than material gains. He likes this feeling and enjoys this kind of worship.

This is the most basic spiritual need of mankind - to gain recognition. Everyone wants to hear their success from others, and no one will be willing to admit failure and face mistakes.

On the road to fighting for dreams, most people are unable to recover when they fall. As time goes by, dreams can only be hidden deep in their hearts.

Shi Jia was once a complete loser, but now he has the opportunity to start over. He secretly swore in his heart that he will live an extremely wonderful life.

"Next, the song we will bring to you is called "Old Boy". This song is given to everyone who once had a dream, and salutes the dream!"

Shi Jia turned around, covered the microphone with his hands, and said to the Kuhuo people: "It feels better for two people to sing this song."

Zhao Haoran's singing skills are the best besides him, but his vocal cords are seriously damaged and he can no longer adapt to the intensity of singing on stage. His initial intention was to let Liu Yuchen or He Yong come with him, but what he expected was-

"I'll do it."

Shi Jia was surprised and looked at the person who was talking.

Li Yiwei looked back at Shi Jia without any hesitation, without being restrained, as calm as the water surface in the lotus pond. Perhaps when summer rain comes, the lotus leaves will ticke under the slap of the rain, but at this moment, Shi Jia can't see her true emotions.

Shi Jia nodded.

He looked back at Zhao Haoran, who said he was ready. He swept his fingertips, and the smooth melody slowly came out of the speaker through the microphone.

Perhaps it was the innate tacit understanding that neither Shi Jia nor Li Yiwei had discussed the order of sequence or assigned specific lyrics. Just like they had been rehearsing many times in a long time, they could understand the words they had never said without the communication of gestures.

Li Yiwei raised her head slightly, closed her eyes and took a deep breath, slowly opened her eyes, and turned her body to Shi Jia, with a smile, and the charm and tenderness that had not been shown on her, she gently sang the first sentence:

"That's the person I miss you deeply love day and night. How should I express it? Will she accept me?"

At this moment, Shi Jia suddenly felt that Li Yiwei's calm and gentle gaze was a little dazzling. He did not try to restrain his desire to turn his head and then followed the second sentence: "Maybe I will never say that to him. I am destined to wander around the world, how can I have any concerns?"

He suddenly felt a little sad in his heart. He couldn't figure out where the inexplicable feeling came from, and he didn't want to think. He could only continue singing:

"Dreams are always out of reach, should we give up?"

A charming arc was raised on the corner of Li Yiwei's mouth, and she turned around, like a butterfly, or a blooming purple hyacinth. The charming fragrance of flowers was accompanied by a chuckle. She had never seen it before, but she seemed to be in the scene.

Her singing was mixed with unexplained emotions, and at this moment, as if nothing had happened, she restrained her blooming beauty and tenderness and returned to the once lively and free and easy-going her.

"The flowers bloom and fall are rainy season again. Where are you in spring..."

Shi Jia saw the changes in Li Yiwei's emotions and suddenly felt a little relieved. He understood what Li Yiwei didn't say, and at the same time he remembered himself, who was so simple and immature.

"Youth is like a rushing river,

Don't come back and say goodbye,

Only numbness left me without the passion of the past—”

Shen Xuan suddenly felt a sore nose. She didn't know how long she hadn't experienced this feeling. Is it because of her youth? Perhaps it's because of her ordinary lyrics. She heard the extraordinaryness of youth in the ordinary lyrics, which is the most precious memory.

“Look at the flowers floating all over the sky,

Withering in the most beautiful moments,

Who would remember that she had come to this world..."

The older audience felt a touch in their hearts.

Only by experiencing and remembering can you know how precious everything that was once.

"In the blink of an eye, many years have passed, and sorrows have passed. The young men who were once determined to be in all directions envy the swallows flying in the south."

"The figures of each of them are moving away in a hurry, and where is the ordinary future? Who will give me the answer..."

"Where are you who were with me at that time?"

"What do you think of the person I once loved now..."

Ding Haichao originally wanted to maintain his reserve as a teacher of the Youth League Committee, but he didn't know why. At this moment, he suddenly remembered his good friend when he was young and her, whom he had missed so much. Where are they now? Are they still happy? Will they still remember in their spare time that there was a boy named Ding among their childhood playmates?

The more I miss you, the more uncontrollable the tears in my eyes. The rolling emotions surged out from the bottom of my heart. Memories were like a flood that destroyed the embankment, and they all emerged one after another, and could no longer be stopped.

At such a moment, he even wanted to use everything he had to recall the beauty of the past.

The judges next to him were surprised and didn't know what was wrong with Teacher Ding, but it was not convenient to ask.

"Has my original wish come true? Is it necessary to pay tribute to me now? Let the years of my ideals be restored and I can never find the true self-"

"Look up at the sky and starry sky. Do you still remember the story here that I accompanied me at that time..."

Shen Xuan bit her lower lip tightly. For a moment, she wanted to be herself again regardless of her image, but her remaining reason stopped it coldly.

Yes, I am a star, the so-called Chinese queen... Every moment, every second, I am deliberately maintaining a beautiful image, but now I ask myself, is this kind of life really what I want?

The ruthless life carving has changed everyone's appearance.

Who would pursue the dream that would wither in your heart that had not bloomed?

This is just a song, this is just a poor singer competition, this is nothing...

But, why am I so sad?

Chen Xuan suddenly let go of her brows and shook her head and said, "Why did she become so sensitive? She began to feel youth... Could it be that she is old?"

No one can answer her question.

The song ends, and the melody gradually soothes.

On the stage, Li Yiwei stared at Shi Jia's back and sang softly: "If there is tomorrow... I wish you dear..."

The song "Old Boy" tells the thoughts of many people...

At the end of the music, Li Yiwei smiled and walked to the edge of the stage with other members, bowing deeply to the audience.

Until the host's newspaper sounded, "Thank you, thank you for the wonderful performance brought to us by the Cool Fire Band!"

“Wow——!”

The applause just stopped, but became even more enthusiastic.

"Look at what Ding Tuzi cried like, it's so interesting."

"Who knows...but this song does feel a lot!"
Chapter completed!