Rebirth 2010, the best

Chapter 181 How Many People Know Me?

“Awesome!!!”

"Lu Yao is awesome!!!"

"Wei Qianqian!!!"

"Xu Ruochen!!!!!!!"

After the song ended, the audience shouted everyone's names.

Lin Miaoyun was equally unwilling to be outdone and began shouting Mr. Xu's name in a rather loud voice.

Xu Ruochen naturally heard it.

But when he saw his stepmother standing up and waving her arms wildly, he felt a little embarrassed and a look of embarrassment appeared on his face.

"Haha."

Lu Yao's voice sounded:
"Thank you, thank you everyone, um, today's performance ends here..."

The audience was stunned.

Then there was a burst of laughter:
"Ha ha ha ha……"

Lu Yao also laughed and waved his hands:
"Just kidding... Well, thank you all again for coming to our No Survivors band's performance. Today, in addition to two classic songs, including "Flowers", we have prepared a total of seven songs. They are all original works of our band. These songs may be unfamiliar to you, but... I still hope you will like them."

Or, he nodded slightly to Wei Qianqian beside him.

It means we can start.

Then, the melody of the piano resounded.

On the big screen behind Lu Yao, a line of words lit up:

【Guo Yuanchao】

Lyrics/Music: No One Survives
There is no such thing as "Lu Yao writes the lyrics, Lu Yao composes the music", he put everything into the band.

We are a whole.

Each has its own division of labor.

Then there is no difference between us.

Soon, along with a line of words on the big screen at the back, Lu Yao's deep voice sounded:

"You said you knew, their world..."

"Three sad songs, buy everything."

"Buy Kunlun, and settle down. Penglai releases thoughts, buys people, quarrels, and brews soup..."

They haven't heard the new song yet.

So there is no such thing as humming along like in "Flowers".

But it did not prevent the audience from calming down and enjoying the song in the already heated atmosphere.

Today is Fuhua’s on-campus performance, and to be more realistic, these top students, regardless of liberal arts or science, all have their own aesthetic tastes for the products of the art category.

When line after line of lyrics produced by Liu Mingze appeared on the screen behind, even though the melody of the song was very slow, everyone could taste it... a very traditional "rock" flavor.

Rock is not just the exciting singing.

Similarly, it requires more thinking.

It comes from the band's own thinking about the world and certain things.

And the song "Guo Yuanchao"...

"The lyrics are very profound, aren't they, Old Xu?"

After hearing his wife's words, Xu Guojun looked at the lyrics on the screen and nodded slightly:
"Hmm... who wrote it?"

Lin Miaoyun turned her head and leaned close to Xu Ruochu and whispered something.

After Xu Ruochu responded, she leaned closer to Xu Guojun's ear again:

"It was written by this kid Lu Yao. He wrote the lyrics and composed the music for these seven songs himself."

Xu Guojun nodded slightly, his eyes falling on the top line of words on the screen.

"Guo Yuanchao, lyrics and music: No One Survives"

His eyes moved slightly, and he was a little distracted.

But at this moment...

"Actually! You and I are the same!!!"

The originally low-pitched song suddenly became high-pitched again.

It's like a roar, but it is perfectly pressed into and implemented into the melody of the song.

Amid the equally manic guitar sound, the boy in a suit put his hands behind his back, bent his waist slightly, and put his head close to the microphone:

"You will eventually be forgotten! Guo Yuanchao~~~Your illness is the same as mine~It's hard to be romantic, and it's hard to be together~"

"Buildings will eventually ruin a young man's life~Freedom will ruin his life sooner or later~~~"

"You and I, if we didn't meet before the mountain, we won't meet again after the mountain~~~~~"

The high-pitched voice seemed to be protesting, completely clearing away the gloom of the original low voice.

A sense of pleasure from the soul came with the song, making people cheer unconsciously:

"oh!!!!!!"

"Guo Yuanchao", a song with a low-pitched first half and a high-pitched second half, immediately attracted a lot of people and made them fall in love with this song.

"Bai Yao, have they put up this song yet?"

Among the several female volleyball teams from Jiaotong University who were invited to watch the performance, the girl sitting next to her subconsciously grabbed Bai Yao's arm and asked.

"not yet."

Bai Yao shook his head.

He stared at Lu Yao, who had his head lowered, without blinking.

In her eyes, Lu Yao's actions at this moment had a literary expression.

"Who Killed the Mockingbird?"

I don’t know what other people will think when they hear this song.

But in her eyes, this is Lu Yao's expression.

So obscure.

But...

Surging and vivid.

In fact, she had been thinking about what the lyrics of the song "Guo Yuanchao" were expressing since she first heard it.

I have had many thoughts in my mind.

But she never went to Lu Yao to seek answers.

She feels that this is where the beauty of art lies.

Artists express art.

The appreciator tries to understand.

Then, through one’s own understanding, one blends with the artist’s soul.

And this moment.

She felt that... her heart was integrated with the artist on the stage.

Looking at him with his head lowered, silent as if he were dead.

She got it.

After understanding this song, a crazy desire to claim this song and this art as my own was born.

Perhaps she herself did not even realize that at this moment... she was no different from Aunt Bai, "the crazy woman" mentioned by Hu Li.

but……

Who cares?
At least she doesn't care.

His cold eyes were gradually filled with obsession.

Possessiveness is growing.

Like wildfire.

……

"Crash la la la..."

Amid applause, the song "Guo Yuanchao" ended completely.

Mr. Xu had a happy smile on his face even though he was performing both solo and harmony.

Listening to the audience's cheers, he was having a great time.

Comfortable.

So comfortable...

Then Lu Yao bent down and picked up a bottle of water from the ground.

After unscrewing it, he took a sip and said into the microphone:

"Huh... Thank you. Thank you everyone, this is a song called "Guo Yuanchao". I hope you like it."

"like!!!!"

Master Xu heard his stepmother's voice again.

"Xu Ruochen is so handsome!!!"

"..."

Mr. Xu's face turned red instantly.

And more and more viewers also saw the big sister who raised her hands and was infatuated with the girl.

Mom, you...

Amid his embarrassment, Lu Yao chuckled:
"Ha... Then, the third song is also our original creation. It's "Fairy Tale Town" for everyone... Sound engineer, thank you for your help."

The accompaniment they used for this song was by Wu Mengqi.

The song "Fairy Tale Town" is not rock, but it is very nice. So if the band wants to perform it live, they must rely on the accompaniment that has been prepared.

And when the sound of tightening the spring was heard, Wei Qianqian also walked out from the keyboard.

Lu Yao turned around, smiled and stretched out his hand.

"Snapped!"

The two of them clapped their hands and completed the position exchange.

Lu Yao also retreated to the spare microphone on the side.

He unbuttoned his suit and whistled into the microphone amid everyone's puzzled looks.

Whistles and cheerful melodies sounded at the same time.

Then, unlike the voice full of life, the voice with a sweet texture, coupled with the face of the talented piano girl that was like a bright moon, captivated everyone:

"I heard Snow White is running away~"

"Little Red Riding Hood is worried about the Big Bad Wolf~"

"I heard that the Mad Hatter likes Alice~"

"The ugly duckling will become a white swan~"

The girl has participated in various piano competitions and won awards since she was young. She has extremely rich performance experience. Even though it was her first time to stand in front of the spotlight as a singer, she did not show any stage fright.

Some are just light-hearted smiles and playfulness hanging on the surface.

And underneath this playful smile are the lyrics full of childishness and innocence.

"There is always a colorful river winding through the fairytale town~~~"

When the chorus sounded, although it was the first time I heard it, after hearing this beautiful song, the entire Fuhua auditorium instinctively began to cheer with a bit of fanaticism:

"Wow……"

"listen well."

"Crash la la la..."

The faint applause soon faded away.

Because…no one wants to miss the song because of applause or cheering.

This...is an extremely beautiful song.

Wei Qianqian was like a fairy from a fairy tale, waving her magic wand and performing magic in front of everyone.

It brings everyone into a dreamland full of childlike fun, where they are surrounded by warmth and have a great time.

So much so that when the second chorus came, some of the more talented audience members started singing along:

"There is always a colorful river winding through the fairytale town."

"It has a perverse aura of magic, yet it is full of twists and turns in love~"

And Lu Yao's free and easy whistle also started to play.

It's just... so refreshing.

……

"what!!!!"

"Wei Qianqian, I love you!!!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"Hua la la la la la..."

When the song "Fairy Tale Town" ended, the school beauty listened to the confession of the audience and made a princess gesture:

"Thank you."

It caused the wolf howls again.

But she didn't leave. Instead, she turned her head and looked at Lu Yao:
"Hey, have you whistled enough?"

Lu Yao spread his hands and said into the microphone:

"Then you have to ask them if they've heard enough."

“I haven’t heard enough!!!”

“I want to hear more!!!” “Not enough!!!”

The audience immediately started to boo.

Wei Qianqian seemed a little helpless, puffing up her face:

"Hurry up."

"what?"

"Sing!"

"Do you want to hear me sing, or her sing?"

With Lu Yao's question, the scene immediately became chaotic.

Most of the boys were calling Wei Qianqian:

"You get down!"

"Wei Qianqian!!"

"Lu Yao, go down!!!"

“I want to listen to Qianqian singing!!!”

But the girl was not happy:
“Lu Yao!!”

“Let’s listen to Lu Yao!!!”

There was a lot of noise on both sides, but Lu Yao and Wei Qianqian laughed out loud at the same time:

"Ha. Why don't we sing together?"

"Emm...Okay."

"Okay, then I'll give this song "Youth Against the Will" to everyone."

This plot... was designed by Zhao Hang.

At first, Lu Yao and Wei Qianqian both felt awkward.

But you know what... when it was put on stage, the effect was surprisingly good.

Then, returning to the rock style of "Youth Against the Will", the two people's mutually complementary and tacit singing of "Please forgive me" sounded at the same time.

Now everyone understood.

In this band, Lu Yao is not the only lead singer.

The keyboard player's singing...is also unexpectedly beautiful.

These two people.

Whether it was the degree of tacit understanding or the degree of matching when standing together...

At least at this moment, it deserves four words:

"A match made in heaven."

After singing the song "Defeated Youth", Wei Qianqian returned to her keyboard position amid the boys' reluctance.

Immediately afterwards, the melody of "Anhe Bridge" sounded.

The entrance and exit of the auditorium.

Chen Pu, who had quietly arrived at some point, said to Wu Mengqi, who was also traveling with him:
"Rock, pop, folk... the three styles don't seem to be abrupt at all, they are all integrated. I understand why you put your heart and soul into these kids' albums."

But Wu Mengqi didn't respond to him, but raised his finger:
"Hush, listen, it's coming."

What did Chen Puxin say?
Just as I was thinking about it, I heard a melodious piano sound that made my scalp tingle.

This is……

Horse-head fiddle?
He instinctively looked towards the stage.

Trying to find the performer's shadow.

But...no.

There are no dedicated matouqin players.

So he quickly locked his eyes on Wei Qianqian.

Looking at the girl playing the keyboard non-stop... with a tingling sense of clarity, he couldn't help but complain:

"Can't you get a horse-head fiddle player?"

Wu Mengqi rolled his eyes:

"I can't find the songs as fast as they can record them. I haven't even finished the fourth song on my album, but their live performance has already been released. What can I do?"

"..."

Chen Pu was speechless.

He stood there for a while, until the song ended, then he shook his head and sighed amid the cheers:
"He's really... talented."

Overflowing?

Wu Mengqi sighed helplessly.

How is this overflowing?

It's just overflowing.

As he thought about it, he looked at Lu Yao who was drinking water with his head tilted back.

This big boy is a master of lyrics, music and arrangement.

Tut tut...

He clearly has an incredible talent for music, but his mind is not focused on it.

It's simply... a waste of resources.

Oh yes, although it was a bit embarrassing to say it out loud, he also learned from Lu Yao that the word was pronounced TIAN...

It can be considered as gaining knowledge.

……

Nine songs, and now most of them have passed quietly.

Only the last three songs are left.

A closing song "Hotel California", a song "Chasing Dreams with a Childlike Heart", and a song "Knowing Me".

At this time, Lu Yao, who had already drunk a whole bottle of water, said:
"The next song... is called "Know Me"..."

After hearing Lu Yao's words, Wu Mengqi came to Chen Pu's side:
"Old Chen, watch."

"……what?"

Chen Pu asked subconsciously.

I heard my old friend say word by word:
“The song that best demonstrates this kid’s talent for lyrics and music… is here.”

Chen Pu was stunned.

I thought, one song "Guo Yuanchao" is not enough?

Best reflects?
On the stage, Lu Yao had already started "reciting poetry".

"Have you ever heard of that poem?"

As he spoke, Wei Qianqian's piano playing had already sounded quietly in the background.

In the audience's expectation, Lu Yao recited word by word:

"There is a beautiful woman in the north, peerless and isolated."

As soon as he started, there was no need for any reminder, and the group of top students in the audience responded on their own:
"One glance can conquer a city, another glance can conquer a country."

"I would rather not know how to captivate a city or a country, as beauty is hard to come by."

"No, no, no."

Although they read it correctly, Lu Yao waved his hand.

In the piano sound life said:

"I'd rather not know the beauty of a city or a country... a soulmate is the hardest to find!"

As he spoke, he glanced in Xu Ruochen's direction.

Along with the words "A soulmate is the hardest to find", the sounds of guitar, bass and drums rang out simultaneously.

The unique restlessness of rock music emerges.

However, the font of the subtitles on the big screen was quietly changed.

Originally, in order to make it easier for everyone to see, we used Microsoft YaHei, with black background and white text.

But at this time, the screen showed a faint white, and there was a freehand landscape painting on the edge.

One person plays the piano, and the other goes boating.

There are large areas of blank space left by distant mountains. From the right to the left, the elegant official script accompanies Lu Yao's singing, and the lyrics appear word by word like splashed ink.

"The river ripples with autumn waves at dusk, and the boat is full of sweet dreams overshadowing the starry sky, but there are only night birds but no one to sing sadly..."

Huh?
Yu Kun was a little surprised and subconsciously looked at Liu Mingze.

"Did you do it?"

"uh-huh."

Liu Mingze was so happy to listen to this live show that he looked very proud:

"Doesn't it look good?"

"Ah."

Yu Kun nodded in agreement.

Indeed, this lyrics matches this background...

The taste is right.

……

"I am left with the bright moon to recall the past, and warm the wine to meet my soulmate~ May I ask how many people in the world understand me~"

Amid the manic rock music, Lu Yao sang the lyrics full of traditional Chinese style in a very freehand way.

And I don’t know how many people in the audience were amazed.

The Jiaotong University women's volleyball team was stunned by what they heard.

They listened, listened to the melody, listened to Lu Yao singing.

While listening, you should also look at the lyrics.

Look at the lyrics that are as eloquent as ancient Chinese and like a splash-ink landscape painting, and then try to understand the meaning in your mind.

At the same time, I am caught in a deep sense of contradiction.

Looking at the lyrics, it is like Boya and Ziqi, when they meet flowing water in the mountains, it is hard to find a soulmate.

Can……

The problem is, this is fucking rock.

Sing Chinese style with rock music?

What do you think?

But...it sounds so nice!

Ahhhhh!

It sounds so good!

The contrast is too strong, and yet one can feel an amazing talent from the crowd.

It made their eyes look a little straight.

It was Bai Yao instead.

Even as the wildfire in her eyes burned fiercely, her expression grew calmer.

At this moment, she just enjoyed herself.

So...is this the rock version of "Know Me"?

In a trance, there seemed to be sword energy coming from the west.

He stabbed himself with a sword.

That feeling of finding a soulmate... and the distinct rhythm, especially the melody of "The lingering dream returns but the song is never played again", when the guitar pushed it up bit by bit, the tremor that came from the soul gave her goose bumps from head to toe.

So happy that consciousness is no longer clear.

Her gaze was fixed, and her calm pupils began to become blurry.

But the one who reacted most directly was Lin Miaoyun.

She widened her eyes in surprise, and after reading all the lyrics carefully, she couldn't help but look at Xu Ruochu.

"Xiao Chu."

"……Um?"

Deeply intoxicated, Xu Ruochu responded subconsciously.

Then I heard my mother sigh:

"Your boyfriend... is extremely talented."

"..."

Xu Ruochu was speechless.

But the smile on his lips could not be suppressed.

May I ask how many people in this world understand me?

No need to have several.

God knows.

Earth knows.

I know...

Just fine.

May I?
Looking at the people on the stage who were shining like stars, rays of light flashed across her eyes that were full of admiration and confusion.

(End of this chapter)