don't call me singer

Chapter 185 They Have No Dreams
From the river, in the suburbs, in a bungalow at the fringe of urban and rural areas, Huang Yuanping picked up the guitar. Just as he was about to go out, he heard the door of the compound open. His father walked away with heavy steps like a silent active volcano. Come in.

Oops, my father came back early, it must be that Cha Gang himself was not there.

"Your Uncle Chen said that you didn't go to work again today." Father Huang said, but he was not as angry as he imagined, but under his tone, he could still hear the suppressed anger.

"I don't want to go to work." Huang Yuanping replied, but he was a little guilty.

"It's not that you don't want to go if you don't want to go. I've already told you, Uncle Chen, that you're about to graduate, and you're going now to get used to it in advance. If you do well in the workshop in the future, you might be able to hang out with me." You don't have to be so tired if you manage well." Father Huang's tone was calm.

The school Huang Yuanping attended was just a vocational technical college. After the sophomore year, he would basically leave school for an internship.

And Huang Yuanping is already on his sophomore summer vacation, so the time left for him is running out.

And the first episode of "Singing on the Street" was aired last weekend, and the ratings are said to be good. There are many street singers, but they are actually pretty good, and they can still listen to it after the sound is repaired.And some people have stories, some people have enthusiasm, this kind of completely grassroots performance gives people a completely different experience.

Of course, the main event is a full 15 minutes, and the 306 singing group is performing live "Left Fingering the Moon".

Many people were totally focused on the interaction between Gu Xiaobai and Director Shi and the 306 singing group.

Huang Yuanping watched the program "Singing on the Street" twice carefully from the beginning to the end, but he didn't see even a frame of himself in it.

Then disappointed to the point of crying.

Sure enough, are we still too weak?
After that, Huang Yuanping once wanted to give up, but he still decided to persevere.

At least, they haven't been eliminated.

So I asked my grandfather to continue practicing vocals, "Youth Walk", and guitar...but my parents didn't particularly support it.

"Your mother and I have also discussed it. If you can really win this competition, we won't say anything more. If you can't win the competition, just obediently come back to work and practice, and don't go singing or singing. It's shameful."

Huang Yuanping wanted to ask, what's so shameful about singing?Is it expensive to work on the assembly line in the workshop?
You have worked all your life, how many times have you been unemployed?Isn't the whole family just struggling with food and clothing?
But he couldn't tell.

So he said nothing, stood up, and went out.

In the evening, Huang Yuanping, who gathered his friends, came to the familiar Oriental Plaza again.

Today is the battle of "Fang Song Street".

All contestants who are out of the circle in the out-of-the-circle competition will draw lots to fight in pairs, and then choose one of the two.

The Battle will be held for three rounds, and each location will be drawn by lottery. It will be on the same site as two other random teams, and the influence of different locations and different dates will be eliminated as much as possible. Only the team that wins the battle can enter the subsequent rounds. schedule.

Today is the second round of battle between the three of Huang Yuanping.

They not only have to compete for popularity with the two opponents around them, but also compete for points with the battle object who doesn't know where to sing.

But Huang Yuanping is not in good condition.

The continuous high-intensity competitions, the tension of participating in a variety show for the first time, and the dispute with my father all brought tremendous pressure.

After sleeping on the high-speed rail, Huang Yuanping found himself with a cold.

In today's match, almost the first hour was supported by Huang Yuanping's two companions.

Huang Yuanping has been recharging his energy, waiting for the big move.

They specially adapted "Youth Journey".

Seeing the most crowded night, Huang Yuanping took the position of the lead singer.

"Hello everyone, I will sing "Youth Walk" for everyone."

There was a small cheer from the audience, but it was not enthusiastic.

But Huang Yuanping was already very satisfied, and he even felt guilty.

Even if there are only these few people, they are here just for him.

These people must have watched the live broadcast before.

There are also people who spread their song "Youth Walk" on the Internet and helped them gain a little fans.

In the midst of a wave of vulgar voices shouting wheat, Huang Yuanping's "Youth Walk" combined with opera singing was like a clean stream, and was well received by some people, and some people left messages on their Weibo to support them.

But they are not in a good state today, and there is no way to show these people their highest level.

"Sorry, the intensity of the competition these two days is too high, my voice is not in good condition, but I will do my best to sing this song well."

Huang Yuanping sang "Youth Walk", but after singing a few lines, he had to lower his tune.

Compared with the first day, the crowd's reaction was not very enthusiastic, many people left and moved to the other two singing teams.

The crowd gradually thinned out, and a middle-aged man standing behind the crowd ducked to the side and hid behind a tall and strong audience member.

He was holding five red notes in his hand, but he didn't know whether he should step forward and throw them into the piano box.

The voice of "Wandering" came from the opposite side, and someone amplified the move again.

The crowd became thinner and thinner, Huang Yuanping sang and suddenly wanted to cry, maybe he should spend his whole life on the assembly line, in the factory, maybe he shouldn't be singing or participating in this competition.

Since he was a child, he has never resisted his parents. This is the first time he wants to do something by himself.

In fact, he didn't have any dreams.

Born in the urban-rural fringe area, but did not become a relocated household.

If you don't study well and are stupid, you can only go to a vocational college.

I have never studied music professionally, and I have only practiced guitar for a few years, and I am not a professional singer. I was so nervous that I almost peed on the first time I sang, and after singing, there was no one who stopped.

The older I get, the more I feel small.

Like an ant.

This kind of him has never dreamed of it. He really just doesn't want to be like his parents, doing a job that even a machine can do all his life, and then quietly waiting for the machine to replace him.

But I'm afraid that's the end of it.

……

"Master, please stop ahead, let's get off here."

The four people from 306 got out of the car at the intersection, only to find that the scene was different from what they had imagined.

"It's "Singing on the Street"? Their show is quite impressive." Wang Haixia was surprised.

"Then shall we still be playing?" Zhou Xianting hesitated, "They are competing."

"Of course we have to do it." Wang Haixia said, "They are selling singing on the street, and no one is doing it, so what is it called selling singing, right?"

The so-called rubbing booth means that when singing, there will often be little brothers and sisters passing by and come to ask me to sing a song too.

Moreover, I often meet masters, who sing better than the singers.

Many music lovers who have sung before, when they go to other places and see someone sang, they often go to the booth to sell it.

This was originally an ordinary scene in singing.

It is the most familiar way of communication between singers.

"Besides, I guess that Uncle Shi, knowing that we are going to rub the stall, laughed like crazy."

Right.

"Which one to rub?" Gu Xiaobai looked around, and there were three bands singing.

At this moment, the voice of "Youth Walk" sounded.

Need to say which one to rub against?
"It's so tasteful, that's all!" Wang Haixia pointed out.

A few people walked in, listened to a song quietly, and politely asked: "Hello, can I have a booth? We also want to sing a song."

Next to him, a staff member was stunned for a while, and took out his mobile phone: "Director Shi, come to Oriental Plaza quickly! Something serious happened!"

(End of this chapter)