sinovels Chapter 94 Meow Meow
Chapter 94 Meow Meow
The best singer of the Silver Birch Award is known as the Little Golden Tree Award. In recent years, more and more people have almost acquiesced that this award and the Golden Tree Award are packaged together.
Although intellectually knowing that this is not Fang Huai's fault—the taste preferences of the judges are inherently elusive, many people still couldn't hold back for a while. All of a sudden it was overwhelming.
[At the beginning, I was so full of words, I thought he knew the award in advance...]
[I lost face and went abroad. 】
[Who is convinced to lose? !I think the Best Composer Award is not for strength, but the consolation prize given by the Yinhua judging team. 】
[Some people put down their ugly faces of scolding mothers and put them away.First of all, the results of the Golden Tree Award have not yet been released. Secondly, doesn't Zai Zai want to win the award?He is sadder than anyone else, okay?To put it bluntly, at this level, if there is no Zai Zai, maybe Jason will have the third prize in the grand slam. 】
Fortunately, the on-site media had more professional ethics. Before the final Golden Tree Award results came out, they did not directly report or release inflammatory remarks at will.There was a lot of discussions and doubts outside, but there was an oppressive silence in the awards venue.
Jason stood proudly on the stage holding the little golden squirrel trophy, and sarcastically sarcastically.
The focus was on Fang Huai.
"Thank you to the judges, but...the musicians in your country are indeed puzzling," Turkeyhead said mockingly, "They are not well-educated and lack education, which makes people question the overall quality of your country's citizens."
"I don't think there is anything wrong with what I said. I hope that musicians in your country will focus more on their creations, and stop thinking about crooked ways every day. It's not good to make jokes."
After Jason finished speaking, he glanced at the door again. Fang Huai still didn't come back, and his expression became even more sarcastic.
After stepping down, the media came together.
"I guess Fang Huai ran away in despair." Jason smiled at the camera and said, "Of course, he doesn't need to come. If there is no award, he needs to go on stage to receive it."
This is implying that he will definitely win the Golden Tree Award.
"As expected of an inferior nation," Jason couldn't help but feel good after winning the award, and continued to say to his assistant, "This kind of thing can only be done by this group of people. They are uneducated and timid, haha."
Time passed by minute by minute.
After several awards, one of the small awards was also won by Jason's "Sin", and he came on stage again.
The biggest highlight of the Silver Birch Awards, the Golden Tree Award, will be announced soon.
After the Golden Tree Awards were awarded, the Silver Birch Awards ceremony officially came to an end.And as usual, before the Golden Tree Award is awarded, there will be a blank time for everyone to take a breather, and it is also a time for the judges to make the final decision.
Fang Huai came back during this free time.
He originally intended to return to his seat quietly, but how could the media, who had been there for a long time, let him go?At this moment, they all swarmed up.
Ye Yuyuan and Fang Huai came back together.Before pushing open the glass door, sharp-eyed media even saw the two behaving intimately outside the door.
Through the glass doors and curtains, the stars in early summer are dazzling, and the evening wind is blowing.The tall and silent man leaned over and stroked the boy's forehead hair, kissed from the forehead to the corner of the lips, and then kissed for a long time.
When entering the door, Fang Huai and Ye Yuyuan interlocked their fingers.Seeing the media, Ye Yuyuan was silent for a moment, and was about to let go, but Fang Huai clenched it a little more, his thumb traced the fingerprints on Ye Yuyuan's palm, and finally let go.
Almost normal people with intelligence can judge the relationship between the two, but no one dares to take pictures without the media raising their cameras.
Fang Huai is so flamboyant when it comes to love, and almost never thought of deliberately covering it up. It is almost no secret in the circle, but still no one dares to report it.
This matter, if they do not make it public, no media can make it public in advance.
"Mr. Fang, excuse me, can I ask a few questions?"
The man's boyfriend was watching indifferently, showing no special emotion, but the reporters immediately became cautious, and their words were carefully restrained.
"Yes." Fang Huai nodded.
The reporter was holding up the camera to shoot, and after a general look, Fang Huai's eyes were not red, and his whole body didn't look obviously depressed, so he probably didn't run out and cry.He is in good condition, handsome and calm.
"Is there any doubt about the result of the Yinhua Award for Best Singer?"
"Are you still confident about the Golden Tree Award? Or have you changed your mind?"
"What do you think about Jason's remarks?"
"..." Fang Huai listened for a while, and really didn't know which question to answer first, and finally said helplessly, "Time is running out, so I'll answer it together, okay?"
"I have no opinion on the decision of the jury. Art has no borders. Aesthetics is a matter of personal preference."
The corners of Fang Huai's lips were raised slightly, and his light amber eyes were bright and fearless in the light of the corridor. He looked at all the shots one by one, was quiet, and finally said:
"But the Golden Tree Award, I will get it."
media:"……"
The cameraman was holding the camera to shoot, and the reporters showed strange expressions on their faces, a little distrustful.
He didn't even win the Best Singer, where did Fang Huai get the confidence to think he could win the Golden Tree Award?
Or is he simply trying to be brave?
"...Why?" A reporter asked hesitantly, "Mr. Fang, as you know, in the past four years, the winner of the Golden Tree Award and the Best Singer Award have been the same person."
"is it?"
Fang Huai smiled indifferently.He didn't care whether they believed it or not, he just said to the camera:
"Hua Guo is far better than many people imagined. Whether it is music or other things, everything is growing." Fang Huai thought about his words, paused, and said, "I love my country."
Jason is actually the epitome of how a small group of people abroad view Chinese people.
Just like what Fang Huai saw and heard while filming "The Unknown Song", discrimination and evil thoughts have never disappeared, and even continue to grow.And they don't see the truth at all, they don't understand anything.
The words of inferior peoples sounded harsh, and Fang Huai had heard many words that were even more exaggerated.
But that's simply not true.
Fang Huai lowered his eyelids.
When he raised his eyes again, his brows had already been stretched, and the tip of his eyebrows was raised, with a slight smile on his lips, he said seriously:
"and also……
"I'm better than Jason Morik, Moonlight is better than Sin.
"The Golden Tree Award will only belong to me, and it will only belong to Chinese people. The Chinese music circle is very good, and I hope it can fly high."
The reporter was speechless.
Fang Huai's words sounded very unreasonable, but what he said was serious and determined.
The rhetoric is not gorgeous, but it can make people feel a certain kind of enthusiasm, like the beacon fire on the thousands of miles of mountains and the blood in the soil, which is warm and flowing again today after several years, a little bit of a certain kind of warmth that nourishes the soul. Faith shines bright.
That's how he believed in himself, in his country, and loved her.
After saying this, the music that reminded the final awards ceremony was about to start, the media interview had to be interrupted, and everyone went back to their seats.
But this short video was still circulated on the Internet, and it was quietly topped as a 'hot' in the topic square of #银木奖奖证议#, and the number of reposts accumulated little by little, and finally exploded geometrically.
[The words are very common, but somehow the nose is sour. 】
[Why are you still a dead duck with a stubborn mouth, and you still want to involve the country, it's so hypocritical. 】
[Don't pour cold water upstairs, Fang Huai, come on, no matter if you win the prize or not. 】
[Actually, what he said is correct, it is indeed growing up little by little.Although the domestic music industry has not been doing well recently, the overall trend is gradually improving. Isn't there Duan Yang and Fang Huai again?It will get better and better in the future.Also, is patriotism wrong? 】
[I don't think anymore, no matter what... the Chinese music circle, let me fly high! ! ! 】
With the sum of several fans, there is the final cheering slogan for the Yinhua Award.
——#华语音乐圈, fly high for me! #.
In the last 10 minutes before the awards, countless people were nervous and expecting a miracle without any hope, and more and more people joined the topic forwarding.
The Chinese music circle has really been asleep for too long.
They are really not bad, and they also have a lot of excellent talents and excellent works, but the unhealthy trend that started a few years ago has gradually declined, and all sighs and dissatisfaction are wrapped up in the torrent of commercial interests and submerged in the deep sea inside.
Many truly shining pearls are trampled into the dust, but the gravel is packaged into gorgeous gemstones and sold everywhere through the same assembly line.
But they also had such a glorious era.
And they also hope more than anyone else that the Chinese music circle can reach the highest position again, touch the blue sky, and let all those who slander and despise open their eyes wide and take a good look.
They hope that the Golden Tree Award will become an opportunity, a prelude to flapping their wings, and an opportunity for those with prejudices to re-understand this circle.
When the lights heralding the award ceremony went out, countless people subconsciously clenched their phones tightly.
Heartbeat resonates into a whole piece in the darkness, breath and pulse resonate——
They want it to... fly high!
Jason was holding a turkey head on his head, his legs were crossed, and the old god was watching the stage from the ground.
He believes that he will get the Golden Tree Award - there is no doubt about it.
In fact, it wasn't cheating or anything, he thought he was better than Fang Huai, and there was a judge in the jury, who always admired him.
Jason didn't even pay attention to any of the participants this time, nor did he pay attention to Fang Huai.
He only used the Yinhua Award as a springboard, because he had received the news in advance that "Sin" failed to be selected for the most important Seahorse Award in the world. challenge.
But when the lights went out, an inexplicable uneasiness suddenly enveloped him.
He was a little anxious, and it seemed that something was stuck in his throat, which made him restless.
The stage lights are turned on and the winner of the previous Golden Tree Award holds the envelope.It was a Chinese female singer, about 40 to [-] years old, with fine lines around her eyes.
She was also obviously very nervous, and her eyes were even a little red - she didn't open the envelope in advance, and even checked Weibo before going on stage.
She also hopes that the Chinese music circle can take off, and this mood is no weaker than anyone else's. She is even more nervous than when she won the award last year.
The female singer opened the envelope with shaking hands, and it took half a minute before she managed to open it.But no one urged her.
The entire venue was shrouded in an atmosphere that was too quiet and tense, and no one knew whether the silence was brewing with the sudden dawn or the sudden rainstorm.
"Sorry." She didn't look at the name on the card immediately, but closed her eyes first, took the microphone, "I..."
Fang Huai held Ye Yuyuan's hand in the darkness.
He didn't say anything, his heartbeat was too violent, and it seemed that there were sparks splashing between his breaths.
He was nervous as hell.
Fang Huai even had slight tinnitus and dizziness.
Ye Yuyuan clenched his hand, he was silent for a moment, then suddenly reached out to make Fang Huai close his eyes, and kissed him lightly on the eyes.
"It will fly," he whispered. "Don't be afraid, I love you."
On stage, the female singer finally slowly opened her eyes.
She held the microphone in one hand and the card in the other. The moment she opened her eyes, her expression was blank.
Everyone's heart was clenched and they held their breath.
The next moment, tears rolled down from the female singer's eyes.
In an unspeakable silence, the female singer held the microphone and said with a sob:
"Let me announce that the winner of No.70's [-]th Silver Birch Award and the Best Album Prize Tree Cup is—"
The only chasing light went out.
Different from the last time, this time the climax of the whole song was directly intercepted.
Countless tides rise and fall, all creatures and time repeat the cycle of life and death forever, hot blood flows silently into the deep seabed, sinks in silence, and then...
I sank to the deepest and darkest seabed, and saw the stars twinkling all over the sky.
All the notes are intertwined in the ears, countless fireworks are launched into the sky and unfolded, and the heavy rain comes suddenly with fire, blowing away countless colorful colors covered by dust.It goes forward with all the heavy sighs on its back, and keeps going, a magnificent movement of life to death.
Accompanied by the choked and trembling voice of the female singer, she calmed down several times before she could calmly say the following:
"—"Abyss Moonlight", Fang Huai!"