"Helianbei tonight is really special!"

Pei Le is watching the show in his live broadcast room.

He had already sold out all the sponsored products for tonight and the annual feast. In the remaining time, he simply started watching the show with the audience in the live broadcast room.

Judging from the popularity and the number of comments on his side, the peak occurred when Moonlight Girl performed "Blue and White Porcelain". Lu Liwen dropped a little when she sang, but now when He Lianbei comes on stage, the popularity has increased again.

He looked at He Lianbei on the screen and felt that his condition was much better than at the Yiyang Entertainment annual meeting.

"Yes, the baby named [Pei Pei's little sweetheart] is right. He Lianbei suddenly became much younger, as if he had rejuvenated his youth."

"Haha, do you think Mr. Zhou has any panacea? He also said that you can stay young by going to Yiyang Entertainment."

"You want me to change jobs? If I can sing, dance, and act, then I will definitely go."

"He Lianbei actually took out an instrument. The last time he played the guitar was probably ten years ago!"

[It was eleven years ago!]

A netizen said angrily in the live broadcast room. With this tone, it seemed that he was an old fan of He Lianbei.

Most of these people listened to He Lianbei when they were students.

Suddenly, they had lost their childishness, walked out of the campus, wandered around, and returned to their families.

It's just that my identity has changed from a carefree child to a parent who is always thinking about daily necessities.

They will watch He Lianbei's movies and TV series, and when they see that the idol is exactly the same as he was more than ten years ago, they will sigh that time is so gentle to celebrities.

They will also listen to Helianbei's old songs. The sound is preserved forever in this way, but the people who listen to the songs are getting older.

However, after He Lianbei terminated his contract and joined Yiyang Entertainment last year, this group of already lazy fans regained their vitality.

They were all grateful to Zhou Yiyang, who not only brought He Lianbei out of the quagmire, but also gave him more and better songs.

But now that they saw He Lianbei's appearance today, their gratitude to Zhou Yiyang became even stronger.

This is He Lianbei's first appearance in the Spring Festival Gala.

Fresh and neat short hair, a clean white shirt, jeans that have been washed white deliberately, and a pair of white shoes.

This was the image of many students back then. In a sense, Helianbei was also the spiritual idol of this group of people.

He was the representative of the singers of that era.

Today, he appeared on the stage in this image again, which made many people's eyes wet.

"Brother Bei has really not changed at all!" Tang Yue turned on his phone at this time, searched for photos of He Lianbei from back then, and was comparing them carefully.

"Actually, there have been changes," Lin Xuan'er said truthfully: "Brother Bei is more mature now, and his eyes are calmer than before."

"Yes," Wang Xingrui nodded: "Back then, Brother Bei had such eye-catching eyes. He had a different style from the smiling backup dancer next to him."

"After all, Brother Bei was a cool and handsome guy back then." Su Yin whispered.

He Lianbei has no backup dancers, no gorgeous stage, just one person, a guitar, a chair and a microphone.

Before sitting down, he held the microphone and whispered: "This song is called "The Story of Time". It is not only my story, but also your story."

Just the title of this song can make people think about it.

Soothing music sounded, but it was not the sad tone that everyone thought.

At this time, a picture appeared on the big screen.

The first photo is of He Lianbei before his debut. He is a very young and thin boy. He is wearing clothes that have been washed countless times and is smiling sternly at the camera.

[The flowers bloom in spring and the wind in autumn

and the setting sun in winter

melancholy youth

I once thought so ignorantly

Windmills in the song of the four seasons

It circulates day by day

In the poems of romantic romance

I am growing every year]

He sang softly.

It is a song that has been tempered by years and hardships. Every time it is uttered, it is wrapped with a story.

Zhou Yiyang still remembers a well-known producer saying this:

"He Lianbei's voice is in excellent condition. If he had been receiving professional training, he would definitely be a great singer by now.

However, these years of ups and downs have made him abandon the idea of ​​showing off his skills, and all that is left is a sincere heart to talk. Every time I hear him sing, I want to warm a pot of wine and sit by the fire to listen."

Zhou Yiyang knew that this was a very high praise.

This was not Zhou Yiyang's feeling alone. Many spectators in their thirties and above were biting their lips at this moment.

They happened to be the ones who listened to Helianbei's songs when they were young, and it was Helianbei's songs that accompanied them through their most high-spirited years.

Xiao Gao is now the manager of a local bank. At this moment, he is sitting in front of the TV, but his eyes dim.

He remembered a story he had never told.

The story is a one-man show, and he is the only male protagonist. He has a crush on his deskmate, but he did not express his love until graduation.

Listening to this song, he not only recalled the story.

The photo on the back has long since changed, and now it is a photo of Helianbei with fans when he debuted, which made many people laugh.

Those hairstyles and clothes really have a strong flavor of the times.

He Lianbei raised the corners of his mouth and sang softly:

[The story of flowing water taking away time

changed a person

In that sentimental youth waiting for the first time

Yellowed photo ancient letter

and faded Christmas cards.

I’m afraid you have long forgotten the songs I wrote for you when I was young]

"Mom, why are you crying?"

Lili, a mother of two children, burst into tears when she heard these lyrics.

She returned to the room and opened the drawer, which was full of unsent envelopes.

All eight years of letters were written to him. The only opened letter was carefully folded by her and placed in her wallet.

The yellowed letter paper exudes the aftertaste of time, and every word is like a needle piercing the bottom of my heart.

"Honey, I will be discharged from the army and go home next month. I'm sorry that I can't accompany you to have your child. I love you."

The running water not only took away the stories of the years, but also took away the man she had been waiting for.

When Helianbei sang this song, he also thought of a lot.

There is pain and there is joy.

The first time he went on stage to sing, when he recalled that scene, his hands were still sweating.

The first time someone presented flowers, he could definitely say that it was the happiest moment in his life, because he was finally recognized by others.

The first album release, the first filming, the first award winning, the first Spring Festival Gala, the first Grand Slam...

His years have been ups and downs. Looking back, it turns out that he has had so many proud and happy times.

More than pain, more than regret.

He sings so tenderly, not because he wants the audience to think of the regrets of not getting what he asked for, but because he wants to feel relieved after looking back at the years.

Tang Yue turned around and saw a drop of crystal tear falling from the corner of Luo Chen's eye.

He sighed secretly. No matter how time changed, there was always a place in his heart that could no longer bloom.

Time has never taken away his thoughts and regrets.

"I haven't even had time to say thank you to you. Let me tell you that I am very good now. I am very good. I am one of the top male artists among the young generation in China.

Did you see it?"

He shook his head, but his heart gradually calmed down because of the sound of He Lianbei's guitar.

…

Ye Kongqing suddenly looked up. She couldn't remember when she forgot to play.

It seems that I heard this song start.

She really didn't know what Zhou Yiyang had gone through to be able to write such lyrics.
To be continued...