The next day, Xiao Yunhai got up at five o 'clock and went out to do morning classes. At seven o' clock, he bought some breakfast and went home. After the family of four finished breakfast, some went to work, while the others went to school. In the end, only Xiao Yunhai was left at home.
Since he had nothing to do, Xiao Yunhai wrote "The Smiling, Proud Wanderer" for the whole day.
Xiao Yunling finished school at nine o 'clock in the evening. After returning home, she secretly went to Xiao Yunhai's room and whispered, "Big Brother, can you give me some money?"
Xiao Yunhai smiled and said, "Of course. But you have to tell me what you want the money for. "
"I want to go to the Heavenly King Ye Yongren's concert tomorrow night. You don't know, but one of my best friends bought two good tickets. She wanted to go with her mother. She didn't expect her mother to suddenly go on a business trip. She was very disappointed, so she didn't want to go. She knows I like Ye Yongren very much, so she asked me if I wanted to go. "
After Xiao Yunling finished speaking, she looked at Xiao Yunhai hopefully.
Xiao Yunhai quickly flashed through the information about Ye Yongren in his mind.
This Ye Yongren was not simple. He had a pivotal position in the film, television, and singing industries of Hua Xia. He was about the same as Andy Lau in the previous time and space.
He was 48 years old this year. In 1967, he became popular in the music industry with his album "Lofty Sentiments Cover the Sky".
This year, he had released nearly 60 official albums, and the total number of records had reached 150. The total sales exceeded 600 million. He was the singer with the highest sales in the music industry today. He had won the Golden Goblet Award for Most Popular Male Singer three times, the Asian Pacific Most Popular Male Singer four times, and countless other awards.
He was also one of the best in film and television. He had won the Hua Xia film's highest award, the Golden Goblet Award for Best Actor three times, the Berlin Art Festival's Best Actor twice, and was also nominated for Best Supporting Actor at the American Academy Awards. Unfortunately, he did not succeed.
It could be said that Ye Yongren was one of the few people who stood at the top of the pyramid of the entertainment industry.
What was even rarer was that in the past 30 years of his career, he had rarely been involved in any scandals. He had never been like other people who thought they were above everyone else once they achieved success. On the contrary, he was very humble, hardworking, and liked to guide newcomers. Therefore, he was very popular in the entertainment industry and had friends all over the world. At the same time, he was also liked by most Hua Xia people. He was a real national idol.
Xiao Yunhai looked at the wall that was filled with Ye Yongren's stickers. He knew that his sister seemed to like him a lot, so he smiled and said, "Of course, there's no problem. When the time comes, let's go together. "
"That's great."
Xiao Yunling jumped up in joy and hurriedly called her best friend.
… ….
Zheng Hai International Sports Center was one of the largest sports centers in Henan Province. It covered an area of 30 hectares, and its design and construction standards were world-class. It could accommodate 100,000 people at the same time.
Ye Yongren's concert was held here.
It was seven o 'clock in the evening when Xiao Yunhai and his sister arrived at the stadium.
Xiao Yunhai was afraid that he would be recognized, so he deliberately wore a pair of dark glasses. Because of this, he was severely ridiculed by Xiao Yunling. She said that even if a small star like him did not dress up, no one would recognize him.
Seeing his sister looking down on him, Xiao Yunhai could only smile helplessly.
At this time, the stadium was filled with people who were all there to watch the concert. They were holding all kinds of light sticks in their hands and were smiling in groups of three to five.
The siblings' seats were in the third row. It was closer to the front and had a good view. Xiao Yunling sat there, her face red with excitement. She could not help but look around.
In less than 10 minutes, the 100,000 seats were all filled. The whole stadium fell into a noisy darkness. The flashing light sticks were waving in the air. It was a beautiful scene.
At eight o 'clock sharp, the stadium's lights seemed to be turned on. Then, a low and powerful drum beat sounded. The interval was very short, like the beating of people's hearts.
As the drum beat became more and more intense, the lights became brighter and brighter. The addition of all kinds of instruments made the whole song become more exciting.
As soon as the prelude of the song was added, as Ye Yongren's hardcore fan, Xiao Yunling immediately shouted the name of the song, "The Return of the King."
Soon, the audience at the scene also let go of their throats and shouted, "The Return of the King."
"The Return of the King."
"The Return of the King."
With just the prelude, the crowd was in an uproar. Countless boys and girls, including Xiao Yunling, stood up and shouted crazily at the stage.
Xiao Yunhai fiercely pressed Xiao Yunling, whose face was completely red and whose throat was about to break from shouting, into a chair. He glared at her, but in his heart, he secretly said: "This is the aura of a generation's Ageless Heavenly King. He hasn't even appeared, but the scene is already extremely high."
As the surrounding fireworks lit up, Ye Yongren wore a black tight suit and a pair of sunglasses. His sharp face was full of arrogance and coldness.
He took the elevator and slowly appeared at the scene like the king of the heavens.
"Ah, King Ye is so cool."
"Yongzai, you can do it. You're the most handsome."
"Yongzai, I love you."
Xiao Yunhai knew that the scene would be very popular, but he didn't expect it to be so enthusiastic. He had to admit that the influence of a superstar was really amazing.
When Ye Yongren's feet stepped on the stage, the dazzling lights were all turned on. The big screens around him projected his figure at the same time, so that everyone in the stadium could see him.
"I'm a lonely king,
Walking alone on the road to find love,
Even though the surroundings are full of thorns,
I still don't give up.
.....”
The rhythm of the main song of "The Return of the King" was not fast, the drum beat was very low, and the pitch was not high. Under Ye Yongren's deep and steady voice, it was like a volcano that was silently accumulating strength, waiting for the moment to rush out of the sky.
Finally, with the arrival of the chorus, the volcano erupted. Ye Yongren's voice instantly became extremely high-pitched and thick, full of power. The strong explosive force and the fierce drum beat entangled with each other, causing the whole scene to be on the verge of losing control.
The audience below the stage went crazy instantly. They stood up at the same time as if they had rehearsed when the chorus just started, waving their light sticks fiercely. Some people even closed their eyes and screamed fiercely at the top of their lungs, not afraid of hurting their vocal cords.
Ye Yongren was indeed a heavenly singer. The transition between high and low was perfect, and he performed the song vividly with ease, full of domineering dominance and the confidence of the return of the king.
When the last note fell, Ye Yongren raised his hands high, looked at the sky, and shouted loudly, "The Return of the King."
"The Return of the King!"
The audience below the stage seemed to have forgotten their surnames and roared with Ye Yongren.
"The next song is" Love You ". Can you sing it?"
"Yes!"
"Then let's sing together."
The applause below the stage was endless, and screams came one after another.
It had to be said that Ye Yongren's performance on the scene was absolutely top-notch. Whether it was the control of the stage, the emotional mobilization of the audience, or the subtle handling of the song, it was not comparable to the current Xiao Yunhai.
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