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Chapter 63(1/3)

Chapter 63

"Don't squeeze, don't squeeze!" Zhang Shaoyu wanted to block countless hands that reached in front of him, but also wanted to shout at the people who continued to rush towards him.

But his words seemed so weak in the boiling voices. The enthusiastic audience seemed to have sacrificed their lives to bet on his true face. Fortunately, they rushed to him and said excitedly words of encouragement. Passionately, Zhang Shaoyu wanted to hug him with his arms. Zhang Shaoyu was also a little confused and kept saying thank you. Don't hug him, and he didn't know how to refuse.

The scene was extremely chaotic, and Zhang Shaoyu was at a loss. Fortunately, at this opportunity, the security guards of the stadium appeared in time to maintain order. Zhang Shaoyu was worried that the brutal behavior of Liu Feng's bodyguard would appear again in school that day, and quickly shouted to the audience: "Everyone back! Be careful not to step on it!"

The security guards were quite polite. While using their bodies to stop the audience who were still rushing forward, they shouted loudly to make the audience retreat. The two security guards desperately squeezed to Zhang Shaoyu, blocked him from left to right, and walked into the stadium with protection. Of course, Zhang Shaoyu knew that they did not resist in order to protect themselves.

The audience remained enthusiastic, and the security guards who were holding Zhang Shaoyu were struggling and finally retreated into the stadium. Zhang Shaoyu suddenly remembered that Zhang Li and Zhao Jing were still outside, so they would not have anything to do. Looking up, there was a crowd of people all over the place, where were the shadows of two friends?

"Oh, I actually recognized it on the way, but unfortunately I was not sure at that time. I was depressed and missed a good opportunity." In the crowd, the lion-headed girl was holding a notebook and said in annoyance.

Depressed, not only her, many people stood there, sighing constantly. Zhang Shaoyu was so flashy and had not even seen his appearance clearly, and he was taken away by the security guard. He originally wanted to sign an autograph and take a photo, but now everything is ruined. It seems that only when the competition begins later can he see his appearance.

The most depressing person is Zhao Jing. She didn't expect that her shout would cause such a big shock. The scene at that time really scared her. Before she could come back to her senses, Zhang Shaoyu had been taken away by the security guard. She originally thought that I was Zhang Shaoyu's friend after all, and I should take me with me if I wanted to go in, but who would think that those security guards were just taking care of Zhang Shaoyu and didn't even look at him.

She curled her lips, snorted coldly, turned her head and went to the interview team of her TV station. No matter how much she plays, she still has to take care of her work. Sister Xiao promised to take her out today, and she had to help her no matter what she said.

As soon as she squeezed down the steps, she found that Zhang Li was still standing there, watching all this quietly. Her expression seemed to be something wrong, as if she was a little sad, and as if she was a little lost. Zhao Jing was filled with joy in seeing it, hehe, now you are jealous and regretful now when you see the little hooligan showing off like this, you deserve it. Who told you to leave him and suffer for yourself?

He walked over quickly and in front of Zhang Li, Zhao Jing asked proudly: "How is it? Is it so sad?"

Zhang Li glanced at her, sneered, and ignored her. Instead, she walked straight into the stadium. Zhao Jing widened her eyes, looked at Zhang Li's background, and hummed, "What's so great about it, hum!"

After Zhang Shaoyu was erected into the stadium by security guards, he discovered that many spectators had entered the venue. A semicircular stage was set up in the middle of the stadium. This situation was like a big star holding a concert. I have to admire the great investment in the Xiaoqiang Cup. Just a top 100 competition consumed such a lot of financial resources.

Renting a stadium is definitely a considerable expense. In addition, this stage is not as good as the stage for the concerts of the Kings and Queens, but it is still magnificent. Just as I was about to take a closer look, I was already sandwiched between two security guards and took it directly to the backstage.

It turns out that this stage is not semicircular, but a whole group. The first half is the stage, and the second half is the rest place for the contestants and the organizer’s work place.

After the security guard sent Zhang Shaoyu to the backstage, he stepped out. It was also bustling here. Zhang Shaoyu could tell at a glance that these people were basically all contestants. Some sat there, singing softly, while others chatted with each other.

No one noticed Zhang Shaoyu coming in, but the two security guards made everyone turn around and look, then turn around and work on their own affairs.

Looking at the time, there were more than twenty minutes left before the start of the game. Zhang Shaoyu was thinking about what these twenty minutes should be used for. Others were nervously preparing, but he seemed to be doing nothing and wandering around.

"Oh, so you are the author of "Moonlight Night"?" A burst of exclamations came, and Zhang Shaoyu turned his head and looked. Five people were surrounded by a few steps away from him, two men and three women, one of whom had long shoulder-length hair, wearing a white coat, and swaying his hair from time to time, which was considered to be a handsome appearance.

At this time, many people heard the words just now and leaned towards them one after another. The author of "Moonlight Night"? Isn't it his own "Attack on the Moon"? Could it be that this guy is...

At that moment, Zhang Shaoyu leaned over quietly, stood among the crowd, staring at the person coldly.

"I have heard of "Moonlight Night", it's really good. I didn't expect you to be from our Southwest Division." A girl smiled happily, as if she could see the author of "Moonlight Night", which made her very happy. As soon as she said this, others followed her with her, saying that "Moonlight Night" is an excellent work.

The young man seemed to be very helpful to these people's words, smiling from ear to ear. While politely speaking, he said to everyone that there was nothing, he was still shaking his long hair.

It must be wrong. This person is JAY from the former China Original Music Alliance website. He is really a stubborn enemy. I didn’t expect to meet him here. I won’t mention the matter of helping him modify the song. I just say that he copied his "Assault on the Moon" and I can let him go today.

Zhang Shaoyu patted a boy in front of him on the shoulder and waved his hand: "Brother, borrowed it." The boy turned around, frowned, and looked at Zhang Shaoyu, but he didn't move.

Zhang Shaoyu glared at him and said again: "Borrow it!" There are really many people in this world who bully the weak and fear the strong. When he saw Zhang Shaoyu with a hunched face and shouting loudly, the buddy was really obediently dodging to the side.

Zhang Shaoyu walked up and was about to speak. Suddenly, a voice came from the crowd: "Hey, I heard that the original singer of the song "Moonlight Night", seems to be Zhang Shaoyu from our Southwest Competition Division, and the song title was originally called "Xiyue". Is there anything wrong with this?"

Everyone looked for a voice and said that the person who spoke was a girl, who was a little young, probably only at the age of seventeen or eighteen, with a small face and a thin figure, but her facial features were very beautiful. She wore a red jacket and looked a little wide, making her thin body look like a cotton bag.

The most conspicuous thing is the white hat on her head, which makes her look fashionable and rebellious.

"Then, that's all the shameless people, and the news is not the case." JAY seemed a little nervous, and hesitated when he spoke.

Zhang Shaoyu suddenly became popular. Damn, who is shameless? If you don’t let you lose face today, you will be over if you really think this matter is over.

At that moment, he coughed twice, stared at JAY and asked, "You have been in the China Original Music Alliance before?"

JAY turned his head and looked at Zhang Shaoyu. He probably must have been a member of the station. He knew himself and smiled proudly: "Well, that's right, I've been on that station. I was originally invited by someone to another station, but the stationmaster is familiar with me. We can't do that unrighteous thing, right?"

Zhang Shaoyu also smiled, righteousness? Do people like you still know what loyalty is?

He smiled and immediately attracted the attention of everyone around him. Hey, this young man looked familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

Zhang Shaoyu immediately put away his smile, stared at JAY hard, and asked word by word: "Do you know who I am?"

He was guilty, JAY immediately realized who the person in front of him might be. His face changed and he turned his head nervously, as if he wanted to escape.

"Are you Zhang Shaoyu?" The girl who spoke at first suddenly asked with a smile. Zhang Shaoyu smiled politely at her, then nodded.

The people around were suddenly exclaimed, it turned out that this person was the legendary Zhang Shaoyu, the number one in the top 100 in our Southwest Division. Everyone looked at Zhang Shaoyu, and the first thing they felt was ordinary, just like an ordinary friend around them, not amazing. But when I saw his smile just now, I really don’t know how to describe it. He is the number one in our Southwest Division, with personality and characteristics.

JAY's expression was a little panicked and a little embarrassed. He really didn't expect that he would meet Zhang Shaoyu as soon as he came, and it was in full view of everyone. If he turned his head and left, he would not be able to lose his face, but if he didn't leave, looking at Zhang Shaoyu's appearance, he might have done something.

"Boy, I just showed you the original manuscript when I believed you, and you actually took it to publish it yourself. You are a little too unkind, right? At least, you have to say to me, forget it, I won't mention this matter, what did you say just now, some shameless people? Now I'll give you a chance, and you'll say what you said just now again." Zhang Shaoyu held his hands in front of his chest, sneering at JAY with panic expressions.

More and more people gathered around, and everyone heard that Zhang Shaoyu was here.

JAY couldn't help but feel a little worried. He raised his hand, put it under his nose, coughed gently, and looked around uneasy. Everyone looked at him and Zhang Shaoyu. They were all people who usually hang out on the Internet, and they all knew the plagiarism incident of "The Moon" at that time, but they were confused and didn't know who was right and who was wrong.

Now the two parties are meeting here. Judging from the situation, JAY seems a little panicked. Could it be that he really copied Zhang Shaoyu? Everyone knows what level of Zhang Shaoyu's song is. And this JAY, I just heard from him about which song his work is, but it is only in the top 30 in the Southwest Division. In this way, the possibility of him copying Zhang Shaoyu is naturally much greater.

The scene froze. At this moment, a man in a suit came to the backstage, patted the rim in his hand, and shouted: "Everyone, please pay attention! The game is about to begin. Now, I will tell you the order of the game, please pay attention."

When he heard what he said, everyone's attention was on his side. JAY seemed to have caught a life-saving straw, and his body moved and was about to escape.

"Stop." Zhang Shaoyu shouted, JAY stopped, but did not look back.

"This matter is not over." After Zhang Shaoyu said this, he walked towards the staff. JAY looked at his back with a look of bad luck, sighed, and walked away with his head down.

It seems that the organizer is quite taking care of Zhang Shaoyu, and his songs are ranked twelfth in the popular group. Anyone with stage experience knows that the program is ranked first and is not valued, and no one pays attention to it, and the middle is exactly the best. Which Spring Festival party have you watched that put Zhao Benshan’s sketches at the forefront?

The competition is about to begin, and the male singers are walking around nervously, singing their own songs silently. Most of the female contestants take out the small mirrors they carry with them to see if there is any problem with their makeup.

The backstage is not big, and with the large number of people, it seems a bit crowded. Zhang Shaoyu found a corner and stood there quietly, watching these people. He was not worried about the game that would be waiting for a while. He had made sufficient preparations, so what else was there to be nervous about?

"Hello, my name is Xu Xincan." He walked to Zhang Shaoyu alone and stretched out his right hand. It was the MM just now. Zhang Shaoyu had a good impression of her. He smiled and reached out and held it with her: "Hello, I am Zhang Shaoyu."

Xu Xincan smiled: "I know, I like your song very much."

"Thank you, I like your skin very much, too." Zhang Shaoyu raised his hand slightly upward, took a look, and then put it down.

Xu Xincan looked at Zhang Shaoyu, pursed his lips, frowned and asked, "Why should I treat your words as teasing or compliment?"

Zhang Shaoyu smiled indifferently: "It depends on what you think?"

The two looked at each other and laughed at the same time. With this smile, the distance between the two men was much wider and they started chatting like an old friend. From the conversation, Zhang Shaoyu learned that Xu Xincan ranked ninth in the top 100 this time, and his strength should not be underestimated. Moreover, she is still a woman. Now there are almost no female singers who can write and sing in the entertainment circles of both sides of the Taiwan Strait and the three regions. Almost all the composing and lyricists are men. From this point of view, Zhang Shaoyu dared not underestimate her.

"Have you heard my song? Give me some advice." Xu Xincan asked suddenly.

Zhang Shaoyu glanced at her and asked tentatively: "If I said I hadn't heard your song, would you be angry?"

Xu Xincan nodded slowly, looked at Zhang Shaoyu, and after a moment, he spoke, "You are as I imagined, I like your confession."

Zhang Shaoyu put on a gentlemanly look: "THANK YOU!"

"No. 6, Xu Xincan, please prepare." A staff member shouted loudly at the exit.

Xu Xincan nodded at Zhang Shaoyu: "It's my turn, I'm glad to know you."

"ME TOO!" Zhang Shaoyu also nodded. Xu Xincan frowned: "You have good English?"

"I haven't passed the third level." Zhang Shaoyu replied truthfully, and the two of them laughed again.

Soon, Xu Xincan's singing came from the front desk. Zhang Shaoyu listened very seriously. It should be said that Xu Xincan's singing had a little bit of ecstasy and a little bit of vicissitudes. This is very valuable for a girl of seventeen or eighteen. It is just right to sing her songs with a low voice. Zhang Shaoyu closed his eyes and savored it carefully. The song was really good. The lyrics were too many people in the backstage and couldn't be heard clearly. However, the biggest highlight of Xu Xincan's performance should be her singing style.

In the past two years, no popular female singer in the entertainment industry has its own characteristics. A few years ago, there were no one who could become famous by just having a beautiful face and a soft voice. If a singer has no characteristics, he will not have a selling point. Even if he is popular, it will be very short-lived.

Xu Xincan definitely has this strength. Zhang Shaoyu, who was already full of confidence, couldn't help but feel a little nervous at this time. Our Southwest Division is so hidden. Xu Xincan can perform so well. What about the one behind? It seems that this Xiaoqiang Cup really dug out all the powerful online singers, and a battle between dragons and tigers is inevitable.

Although there was a little nervousness, it was undoubtedly a greater motivation for Zhang Shaoyu. He was a person who would never admit defeat. If you are strong, I would be stronger than you. After adjusting your mentality quickly, Zhang Shaoyu knew that it was almost time for him.

A burst of thunderous applause came. After the eleventh singer finished singing, the judges commented again, and it was time for Zhang Shaoyu to come on stage.

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Shaoyu said to himself in his heart: "Come on! Don't let yourself down, don't let others down!"

"The one who will appear below..." The voice of the female host came from the front desk. Speaking of this, she deliberately stopped.

"It's the number one in the southwest division of our Xiaoqiang Cup this time. His name is..." He paused again, but this time, it was no longer as calm as before. Screams sounded, and someone took the lead in shouting: "Zhang Shaoyu! Zhang Shaoyu!"

"That's right! Let's welcome the 12th contestant, Zhang Shao-yu with enthusiastic applause!"

Zhang Shaoyu sorted out his clothes, and with the sound of cheering backstage singers, he walked towards the exit leading to the front desk. The staff handed over a wireless microphone. Zhang Shaoyu reached out to take it and stopped at the exit. Here, you can already see the tip of the iceberg outside.

The enthusiastic audience shouted his name loudly, and many people stood up, holding cardboard with Zhang Shaoyu's name in their hands, waving constantly. Screams and horns sounded, deafening.

"Don't be nervous, come on." The staff next to him encouraged softly. Zhang Shaoyu smiled slightly, nodded at him, and walked straight out.

It was like a mountain collapse. As soon as Zhang Shaoyu appeared, thunderous cheers burst out from the audience outside. Then, the audience who supported him shouted in unison: "Zhang Shaoyu! Zhang Shaoyu!" The shouts were neat and powerful, and they rushed towards them with an overwhelming momentum.

A conspicuous banner was chanted in the middle of the audience: "Zhang Shaoyu, you are our pride!"

Standing in the middle of the stage, Zhang Shaoyu felt the feeling of attention for the first time, which was really wonderful. In front of him was a sea of ​​jubilation, and there were loud cheers in his ears. Everything was coming for him alone at this moment.

He lowered his head slightly, greeted the judges and audiences below, then stood up straight, and whispered to the band teachers in the corner, "Teacher, please, G KEY."

The familiar song sounded, and the lower part suddenly became quiet. Zhang Shaoyu moved his footsteps lightly, walking around the stage casually, and smiled from time to time to wave to the supporters below.

"Tight your hand gently, smile at the sorrow of parting. Even if I don't want to leave, I know how many joys and sorrows will be there tomorrow..."

When the song "A Smile in a Silent Smile" which was popular on the Internet was sung from its original author, the entire stadium was quiet. Although I had heard it countless times, I could hear the original singer on the spot, but it felt so different. Zhang Shaoyu's slightly low voice perfectly interpreted this song, which netizens called the stunning work.

The slightly heavy nasal sound trembled slightly, making the lover feel reluctant to part with him, but he was fully displayed. Everyone held their breath and listened to the wonderful song. In front of them, a picture seemed to appear, a pair of lovers who had loved each other deeply, holding each other's hands and telling them of cherishing.

Everything in the past has become history. Even if there is still love, it will be buried deep in the heart. What should be expressed is just blessings for the other person's future. The boy smiled and stared at the woman he once loved deeply. His eyes were filled with care and blessings, while the girl seemed a little sad and refused to look up.

Finally, the moment of separation came, the former lover smiled indifferently, and a look had already explained everything. He slowly let go of the other person's hand, the girl slowly retreated, and the boy's face still had a smile...
To be continued...
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