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Chapter 1699 Olive Tree

 The smile on Chen Yizhou's lips grew stronger.

Let alone ten minutes, even if it was one hour, two hours, or two or three days, he would not be able to write a song that fit the name.

Now that you have a name, the content must fit, so your music must also rely on this aspect, right?

This is equivalent to giving a bad script, giving a bunch of bad actors, and then asking you to make an award-winning movie.

It's simply impossible.

An Ran looked at Adam's slightly gloating expression and said calmly: "No need."

"Give me a minute!"

One minute? An Ran said it categorically and without hesitation.

It really surprised everyone.

Are you so confident in yourself?

"Mr. An Ran, you are too confident in yourself!"

"Of course!" An Ran sat on the chair and picked up the acoustic guitar, "There are many people waiting to see my joke, but I think everyone will be disappointed."

He took a look and saw that many people in the audience were indeed worried about him.

For example, the Xiazhou audience who just proposed the content of the song.

At this moment, he was looking at An Ran nervously, his eyes full of worry and nervousness.

He himself also regretted it a little. It was originally a normal proposal, but Adam backhanded him and turned it into quite a troublesome matter.

If An Ran can't sing, or doesn't sing well, it will be quite embarrassing.

An Ran smiled and said: "Sir, what is your name?"

He looked at the man and asked.

The man was stunned, stood up and said: "Chen Shanhe, Teacher An Ran, my name is Chen Shanhe."

An Ran nodded, "Then the following song is dedicated to Mr. Chen Shanhe and the wanderers who, like Mr. Chen Shanhe, are wandering and working hard for a living. I hope you all like it."

Chen Shanhe applauded desperately from below.

However, more people are shocked, this...

No need to think at all? Just say it.

An Ran didn't even stand up when the guitar started playing.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

It's not that Enron needs to prepare now, it's that they are completely unprepared.

A song was sung so casually?

Even if you have high talent, you should at least prepare, right?

After the melodious prelude, An Ran's voice sounded.

"Don't ask me where I'm from"

"My hometown is far away"

"Why wander, wander far away, wander..."

As soon as An Ran opened his mouth, everyone who was already shocked was dumbfounded.

This song is sung in Xiazhou dialect, and many people can’t understand it.

But the artistic conception expressed in the song is completely presented to everyone. Both the music style and the singing style are the style of Xizhou folk songs.

But the emotions shown are like wind and sand, blowing into the hearts of people.

The feeling of loneliness and hope that a wanderer feels when he is wandering outside without being able to return home came out instantly.

Adam couldn't help but stand up.

Unfortunately, he couldn't understand the lyrics, so he could only worry, but looking at the audience, he actually already had a good answer.

Chen Shanhe and several other Xiazhou people stood up and looked at An Ran on the stage, tears filling their eyes.

Chen Yizhou, who was sitting in the first row, couldn't help but want to applaud when the melodious guitar sound sounded.

The second time was when An Ran opened her mouth to sing, and her deep yet clear voice pierced her heart.

She has always been proud of her Xizhou nationality.

But when An Ran's voice and lyrics were combined, the pretense in her heart was torn to pieces.

If I didn’t still think about Xiazhou, I wouldn’t go back to Xiazhou for development.

I have been abroad for so long, haven’t I thought about Xiazhou?

In fact, I often think about it...

She's pretty good.

Chen Shanhe and others have long been in tears.

This song is simply the voice of their hearts, and it sings out their loneliness and helplessness without any hesitation.

People are worthless in a foreign land.

No matter how high your achievements are, if no one shares them, they are still imperfect.

"For the birds flying in the sky"

"For the clear stream in the mountains"

"For the broad grassland"

"Wandering far away, wandering..."

The song is full of emotions, making people feel unspeakably sad.

All the good things make up the least good thing.

At this time, a man who was dating on the street was looking at An Ran on the TV in the shopping mall window.

An Ran was sitting on the sofa, holding his guitar, and singing casually, but every word made him feel the deepest waves.

Unknowingly, the man put his hands on the glass window to get a better view.

As he listened, tears flowed from his eyes.

I stayed in a foreign country for three years.

Still nothing has been accomplished, and the dream he is chasing is still nowhere to be seen. Every time he calls home, he will say it is very good.

In fact, he was just washing dishes in a restaurant.

After excluding the rent money every month, there is not much left, and life is very hard.

But for the dream!

He is still persisting!

It's just that I don't know when this dream will come true. Maybe I will continue to wander.

Who is not running for life, who is not wandering for ideals.

The man listened to the song and cried...

And in a restaurant owned by Xiazhou people.

Originally, everyone was doing their own thing. Some people were playing with their mobile phones, and some people took the time to type documents on their laptops.

There are also people who are talking quietly while eating.

This restaurant is in Chinatown, and most of the people inside are Xiazhou people.

There is one with gray hair, and he is young.

Some have been coming to Xizhou for decades and seem to have forgotten Xiazhou a long time ago.

But when An Ran's singing came out from the TV, everyone's movements stopped at the same time.

Those who were playing with their mobile phones raised their heads, and those who were typing stopped what they were doing.

Those who were talking and laughing in low voices also stopped talking and watched An Ran on TV.

"What song?" someone asked in a low voice.

They didn't watch the program carefully. Who would watch the program carefully in a restaurant?

They are saying that everyone has their own things to do.

"It seems to be called "Olive Tree"!" someone replied in a low voice.

"And, and more!"

"For the olive tree in the dream, the olive tree..."

An Ran on TV looks like a poet, with a faint smile on his face.

But it sings out the deepest sadness in everyone’s heart.

For people who listened to the song seriously for the first time, their hearts felt as if they had been hit hard by a heavy hammer, and they were shocked.

There are not many changes in the songs, and the performance of the songs is also very simple.

As for the lyrics, they are as light as a stream.

But the combination of several things, and the interpretation through An Ran's voice, make everyone feel like an old friend whispering softly in the ear.

After so many years, do you miss home?

After all these years, have your wishes come true?

In an instant, a faint melancholy filled the restaurant...

Ideal, wandering, hometown...
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