newbobooks Chapter 75 Everyone sing along with me!
Chapter 75 Everyone sing along with me!
The previously noisy whispers on the playground disappeared.
Instead, there was a deathly silence.
Everyone looked up, staring blankly at the camouflage figure in the center of the field that seemed to be glowing.
Su Ze froze, holding the watermelon rind in his hand. His legs were covered in mud, but he didn't notice.
He looked at Jiang Bai, his eyes shifting from shock to confusion, and finally to an unprecedented admiration.
"This...this is the third brother?"
"Is this the third brother who just wants to lie down and keeps telling us to fold our blankets?"
"When did he... become so passionate?"
Gu Dapeng opened his mouth wide, and his eyes inexplicably reddened.
As a child from the countryside, he understood the bitterness and longing in the lyrics better than anyone else.
"Working silently and diligently while sweating..."
"That's how my parents supported me through college..."
Large tears rolled down the rough face of this burly man from Northeast China.
Lin Le stared blankly at Jiang Bai.
"Data error..."
"The power of this song's emotional impact... is immeasurable..."
It's not just room 404.
The entire Class 6, the entire Performing Arts Department, and even the freshmen from other companies around were all moved by this song.
They had just survived the grueling college entrance examination and came to this big city with dreams in their hearts.
Before I could even enjoy university life, I was thrown into the brutal crucible of military training.
Tired?
tired.
Do you miss home?
miss you.
Feeling lost?
In this alluring yet highly competitive art school, who can guarantee their future success?
Who can guarantee that they won't be the unsung cannon fodder?
but--
Jiang Bai's singing told them:
"My future is not a dream!"
"Follow the path of hope!"
"Just live each minute to the fullest!"
This was like a shot in the arm, piercing right into their most tender hearts!
It's not just students.
Even the instructors who usually had stern faces and seemed emotionless were moved at this moment.
The chubby instructor stood next to the speaker, his previously playful expression vanishing.
He stood ramrod straight, his gaze fixed intently on Jiang Bai.
My thoughts seemed to drift back to many years ago.
He drifted back to the recruit training company where he had just joined the army.
Back then, he was just as young, just as passionate, just as hardworking and struggling, and he swore an oath to the national flag to make something of himself.
"Good lad..."
The chubby instructor sniffed, feeling a burning sensation in his eyes.
He took out a cigarette from his pocket, intending to light it, but then remembered that he was on the training ground, so he could only hold it to his nose and take a deep sniff.
"You sang incredibly well!"
"This is the kind of song a real man should sing!"
Not far away.
The head instructor, Lao Hei, stood in the shadows with his hands behind his back.
A hint of softness appeared on his face, which had been hardened by wind and sun like a rock.
"Are you like me bowing my head in the sun...?"
Old Hei hummed along.
His voice was hoarse, yet full of a sense of vicissitude and story.
"These lyrics... are absolutely brilliant."
"This kid is not only a potential elite soldier, but also a natural for political work!"
"If this song were sung in the military, wouldn't morale skyrocket?"
……
The outer perimeter of the playground.
On a tree-lined path.
Several senior students who had just finished their evening self-study sessions were passing by on bicycles or carrying books.
They are seniors.
Facing graduation, facing unemployment, facing the pressure of postgraduate entrance exams, and facing the pain of breakups.
That was a more realistic and cruel sense of confusion than that of a freshman.
"Sigh, I sent out thirty resumes a few days ago, and I haven't received a single reply."
A senior student in a white shirt, pushing a cart, said to his companion with a dejected look:
"Maybe... I should just go back to my hometown and take the civil service exam. This entertainment industry is just too tough."
His companion gave a wry smile: "I'm in the same boat. If all else fails, I'll just have to deliver food."
Just then.
A high-pitched and passionate song pierced through the playground fence and the dense foliage, clearly reaching their ears.
"I know! My future is not a dream!"
"I live every minute to the fullest!"
The senior in the white shirt suddenly stopped in his tracks.
His hand gripping the bicycle tightened involuntarily.
"This song..."
He turned his head and looked at the figure standing in the encirclement in the center of the playground, a figure that could be seen even through the barbed wire.
The power in that voice, that indomitable spirit.
It was like a heavy hammer that shattered the thick, hard shell he wore called "reality".
"My future...isn't it just a dream?"
The senior muttered to himself.
Tears streamed down my face without warning.
Once upon a time, he was just as spirited and believed that as long as he worked hard, he could change his destiny.
When did he start to become timid and hesitant, and only want to run away?
"No!"
The senior student quickly wiped his face.
His gaze hardened again.
"It's not over yet!"
"I'm only twenty-two! I can still give it my all!"
"Tomorrow! Tomorrow I'll apply to ten more entertainment companies! Even if I have to start as a production assistant, I'm determined to stay in the film industry!"
It wasn't just him.
Many senior students stopped in their tracks along the roadside.
Some stopped to listen, some hummed along softly, and some took out their phones to record.
This moment.
Jiang Bai's singing not only ignited the passion of the new students, but also rekindled the dying embers in the hearts of the older students.
……
"My future is not a dream~"
My heart beats with hope.
The last note faded away.
Jiang Bai remained in the position of shouting to the sky, his chest heaving violently.
His whole body was soaked in sweat, but he felt an unprecedented sense of exhilaration.
Cool!
That was fucking awesome!
No fake voices, no short skirts, no need to twist your waist or make heart shapes with your hands.
All you need to do is roar with all your might and release your emotions!
[Ding! Popularity +1.]
[Ding! Popularity +100 (Frenzy).]
[Ding! Popularity +1000 (Group Resonance)]
On the system panel, the popularity score has once again entered a surge mode!
The entire venue was completely silent for a full three seconds.
Followed by.
"boom--!!!"
Erupted!
Applause, cheers, and whistles merged into a massive wave of sound that soared into the sky!
"good!!!"
"That's awesome!"
"Jiang Bai! Jiang Bai! Jiang Bai! "
It's unclear who started it, but thousands of people in the audience began chanting Jiang Bai's name in unison.
The atmosphere was even more enthusiastic than a superstar concert.
Su Ze had already jumped up, waving the half-eaten watermelon rind in his hand, and roared at the top of his lungs:
"See that? That's my brother!"
"Bro, 404 error! Aren't you awesome?!"
Gu Dapeng grinned foolishly, shouting and wiping away tears, "It's so good! Much better than my Cuihua!"
The chubby instructor rushed onto the field, grabbed Jiang Bai, and slapped him hard on the back.
"Not bad, kid!"
"Your voice must have been kissed by God!"
"This song is so well-written! It almost made me cry!"
"One more!"
Suddenly, someone from one of the formations shouted.
Immediately following, the entire audience responded.
"One more! One more!"
"I haven't heard enough!"
The shouts were like a tsunami, one wave higher than the next.
On this sweltering, humid playground filled with the smell of sweat, nearly a thousand young hearts are pounding.
Jiang Bai stood in the center of the field, surrounded by countless burning gazes.
He did not refuse, nor was he shy.
The blood in my body boiled again.
"good!"
Jiang Bai raised the microphone and shouted:
"Since everyone wants to hear it, let's not just listen!"
"If you can sing, sing along with me!"
"If you can't sing, shout it out with me!"
"Shout out all the grievances you've had these past few days, all the confusion you're feeling about the future, all the pent-up energy you've been holding in!"
"Music!"
"Let's get the music going!"