Huayu96: My Thirty Years of a Prodigal Son

Looking at Qin Sheng, who looked young but was very calm and composed, Zeng Li swallowed hard.

"Brother, don't call yourself my fan anymore, I'm not worthy. Now I'm your fan."

Qin Sheng burst into laughter.

"Don't call me brother, I'm only 18 this year, a little younger than the two of you."

Although Zeng Li and Yuan Quan were just admitted to the Central Academy of Drama, neither of them were recent graduates.

Yuan Quan is nineteen this year, and Zeng Li is twenty.

Although Zeng Li is older, she is clearly not as mature as Yuan Quan.

"What?! You're younger than us? How is that possible? I don't believe it!"

Zeng Li exclaimed loudly.

Looking at the adorable, silly beauty Zeng Li, Qin Sheng felt extremely happy.

"Although we're a bit different in age, we're still classmates in the same year."

I just got accepted into the Beijing Film Academy's acting program this year. You guys should have been accepted into the Central Academy of Drama's acting program too, right?

This time, Zeng Li didn't make a fuss, but instead looked at Qin Sheng warily.

How did you know we just got accepted into the Central Academy of Drama?

Qin Sheng made up a reason on the spot.

"My good older brother has some influence in the industry. He showed me your Central Academy of Drama's admission list, and I recognized your two names at a glance."

"Oh, I see."

Zeng Li's brows relaxed again.

She believed it.

Qin Sheng was absolutely overjoyed.

This silly girl, to be fair, does have some sense of vigilance.

But they are too trusting of others.

With such a naive temperament, she's bound to get scammed by a scumbag in the future!

Seeing that Zeng Li was excited and wanted to chat more, Qin Sheng quickly waved his hand.

We've been chatting for four or five minutes already, and he still has important business to attend to!

The three bigwigs were waiting for him to come on stage; they couldn't keep him waiting!

At this moment, Yuan Quan stepped forward at the opportune moment.

"You want to borrow the stage, right? Okay, I'll go tell the boss."

Afterwards, Yuan Quan went to an office in the back.

And soon he came out with a big smile.

"When the boss heard that it was for Mao Amin to audition for a new song, he agreed on the spot and said that the whole stage would be given to her tonight, and she could sing as many songs as she wanted."

Qin Sheng chuckled, said no more, and went straight to the stage.

After briefly explaining the rhythm to the band, I calmly stood in the center of the stage.

The bar wasn't crowded at the moment, with only about thirty or forty customers scattered around.

Most people were drinking and chatting, and few noticed the new face on stage.

Qin Sheng stood in front of the microphone and adjusted the height.

The stage lights came on at the right time, casting a warm glow over him.

In a booth some distance away, Liu Huan, holding a beer glass, looked at the stage with great interest.

Mao Amin also turned around and looked at the stage.

Na Ying leaned back on the sofa, her attitude casual, clearly not expecting much.

On the side of the stage, Zeng Li stood holding Yuan Quan's arm, looking both nervous and expectant.

The keyboardist begins to play, and the rhythm kicks in.

Qin Sheng has started singing.

Red beans grow in the south

It's a very distant thing.

What is lovesickness?

Nobody cares anymore..."

When the first sentence was uttered, the chatter in the bar did not noticeably decrease.

But after the four lines were sung, many of the guests at the tables near the stage turned their attention to the stage.

Soon, the chorus began.

"Most likely to forget the poems of the ancients"

最不屑一顾是相思

I'm afraid to hold onto love for fear of being laughed at.

Still afraid of being seen clearly

Spring has come again to see the red beans bloom.

Surprisingly, no lovers went to pick them.

Fireworks embrace romance

True feelings are gone...

After the first chorus finished, the bar quieted down considerably.

Most people started looking at the stage.

Then people started whispering among themselves.

"Who is this? I've never seen him before."

"This song is really catchy! I've never heard it before. Have you guys heard it?"

After asking each other, the guests all shook their heads.

Beside the stage, Zeng Li's mouth was slightly open, and he forgot to close it.

She has been a Peking Opera actress for seven years, growing up immersed in singing.

Although I haven't had any formal vocal training, I have a good appreciation for music.

From her semi-professional perspective, Qin Sheng's singing skills, while not top-notch, are not as good as those of famous singers like Sun Nan.

But among professional singers, she is definitely considered to be above average.

The key point is, this guy, oh no, this young man is only eighteen years old!

She studied acting.

If she has the opportunity to further her singing skills in the future, she will definitely have the chance to join the ranks of top singers!

What truly shocked Zeng Li was the song itself.

The melody is so elegant, the lyrics so delicate, and the artistic conception so sophisticated!

It's absolutely the best music in the music scene today!

Could this be something written by an eighteen-year-old boy?

Zeng Li turned his head and exchanged a glance with Yuan Quan, both seeing shock in each other's eyes.

The last sentence fell.

The lingering notes of the band's accompaniment also faded away.

There was silence for about two seconds in the audience.

Then enthusiastic applause erupted.

"Okay! One more song!"

"You sing well, handsome!"

Qin Sheng smiled and nodded to the surroundings on stage, then put the microphone back in its place and stepped off the stage.

As he passed by Yuan Quan and Zeng Li, both of them looked at him at the same time.

His eyes were full of light.

Qin Sheng smiled, didn't respond to the two, pointed to Liu Huan and their booth, and then quickly left.

The expressions of the three celebrities in the booth were quite interesting.

Liu Huan smiled with a smug and gratified expression.

Although he wasn't his own child, Zang Jinsheng entrusted the child to him, and he brought him out to see the world.

Now that the other party is so outstanding, he, as the guide, naturally has face to save.

Turning to Mao Amin, Liu Huan smiled and asked, "Amin, what do you think of this song?"

Mao Amin clapped her hands in admiration.

"This is the best song I've heard all year."

Looking at Qin Sheng with an increasingly gentle expression, Mao Amin continued:

"Child, the song you wrote is really good."

Liu Huan then added at the opportune moment, "Amin, the key is that this song is really perfect for you."

Your voice is powerful and resonant, yet also delicate and affectionate.

It's a perfect match for this song.

I can't even imagine how beautiful this song would sound if you sang it!

Mao Amin, having struck a nerve with Liu Huan, laughed heartily and said to Qin Sheng:

"Kid, I'm not going to waste any more words with you. I want this song. Name your price!"

The three chatted enthusiastically.

The other person present, Na Ying, did not look so happy.

She held her wine glass, watching with a slightly sour expression.

After hearing Qin Sheng say that he could write any type of song, I gave him a rather disapproving look on the spot.

But the other person surprised everyone when they took the stage!

I'm starting to believe that the other person can write any song.

"Heroes' Song" and "Longing" are songs with such different musical styles, yet the other one can be written so perfectly.

For this genius, those simpler pop and rock genres were a piece of cake.

I really misjudged this time!

Now, the two friends have received different titles: one received "Heroes' Song," and the other received "Longing."

It's obvious that these two songs will become hits.

But now, because of his previous recklessness, he can only keep quiet and can't ask the other party to sing a song.

I'm really making myself miserable!