Chapter 134 I think his show will be exciting Du Xingguo looked back at her and smiled, "It's okay, I just thought of your great grandfather. He was just like in the song, holding my hand and wanting to take me to tomorrow." But although he said it was okay, Lin Qingyue, who rarely saw him like this, was really worried and couldn't help but put her hand on his palm. Du Xingguo didn't say anything more, but just held her hand. I turned my gaze back to the stage, looking at the singer on the stage, my emotions immersed in the song and in memories. Other audience members did not have personal memories like Du Xingguo, but they were still immersed in the picture constructed by the lyrics and the emotions of the song. "You are the river of time." "A sky ablaze with stars." "I am the One who looks up, and I will sing you." "You are where I came from."

“That’s where my heart is.” Lin Qingyue's father Lin Xueming was also listening to the song quietly. This was his first time to hear Wu Mu sing live, and he had to admit, the feeling was beyond his imagination. He absolutely could not have imagined before that a singer could really make people conjure up a sense of picture and generate such strong emotions just by using his voice. It’s not a big deal to say that a song can make people sink into it. Many people have this experience. But this kind of immersion is mostly immersion in one's own emotions. At this time, it is better to say that you are listening to yourself rather than listening to songs. But what makes people sink into Wu Mu’s emotions and the pictures he constructs is his emotions. Lin Xueming felt the emotions conveyed by the singers on the stage, warmth and gentleness. Inexplicably, he thought of what his daughter had said before: "He is indeed likable." If the singer on the stage was expressing his true feelings, he would have to say that his daughter's words made some sense. People like this who don't have too much negativity are indeed easy to like. "And I will dream of the reunion you dream of." "May your wish come true forever." “Take the long road you take.” "I love you like this." "I will also see a world you have never seen." “Write the poem you haven’t written yet.” The emotions accumulated in the song and the pictures constructed explode at the end. After listening to these responses to the ancestors and putting themselves into the hearts of those lovely people, some emotional listeners could not help themselves.

For example, Lu Yao, who was waiting in the passage to go on stage, had misty eyes. "Hey, don't cry! If you cry, your makeup will be ruined!" Meng Yuxi, who noticed her situation, quickly reminded her. "Oh, oh." Lu Yao looked as if she had just reacted. She quickly sniffed and raised her head, trying hard to control the tears in her eyes. But after trying to control it for a few seconds. "Wow, I can't help it at all!" Fortunately, the staff waiting nearby noticed something was wrong and came up quickly with tissues. Stupid! Looking at Lu Yao who was wiping her tears fiercely, Meng Yuxi couldn't help but mutter in her heart. But she also had to say that Wu Mu on stage was really a bit scary. Listening to his songs was like watching a movie, as if you could really see the pictures, plus the emotions in his voice, who could resist it! "The moon in the sky, the thoughts in my heart." "You are always by my side." "Meet you, and your life will be clear." "Like your young face." Wu Mu slowly put down the microphone. The audience was still immersed in their emotions. After seeing that Wu Mu was about to leave the stage according to the procedure, they reacted and applauded Wu Mu vigorously. comfortable! All the previous discomfort was vented out in one breath! Finally, I didn’t get stuck and my emotions flowed through the song completely. Looking at Wu Mu who had disappeared from the stage, some audience members in the audience couldn't help but whisper to each other. Who is this person? Such a young singer, with such strong talent? Why haven't they heard of it before? For older audiences, the names of the young and handsome traffic stars are almost unknown. Their understanding of celebrities is still those superstars from ten or twenty years ago. Du Xingguo also praised repeatedly, "This song is sung very well." People all like the things they come into contact with when they are young, and Du Xingguo is no exception. For an old man like him whose life is almost over, it is really difficult for him to be moved by the songs and TV shows of the younger generation. But the song that Wu Mu just sang did not just touch him, but shocked him. Before he came here, he certainly could not have imagined that someone on this show would sing a song that reminded him of his father who had passed away so many years ago, and of his childhood memories. Seeing that her grandfather had recovered, Lin Qingyue felt relieved and said with a smile, "I thought his show would be exciting." Now not only Du Xingguo, but even Hu Qing couldn't help but nodded. From a sensory perspective, Wu Mu's show was definitely the best one of the evening so far. As for the song just now, not only was the performance wonderful, it also fit perfectly with the theme of the 67th Party. The program team invited a good guest.

Hu Qing gave Xiong Guanglin an approving look. Not to mention the excitement in front of the stage, Wu Mu was completely relaxed after singing the song. After that, he had nothing to do with the show anymore and just had to wait for the party to end and leave. Nothing happened, so he didn't act serious anymore. He just returned to his usual appearance, half lying comfortably in the lounge, playing with his phone. By the time Wu Mu finished singing the second song, the live broadcast of the evening party, which was delayed by half an hour, had already been aired for a while. In Zhang Li's small apartment, Han Yan was bored as she watched the Beijing 6/7 Gala on the computer screen. Knowing that Wu Mu would be performing at today's June 7th Gala, they of course waited in front of the screen on time. But to be honest, the opening few programs of the Beijing June 7th Gala were really average and did not arouse their interest at all. Her best friend Zhang Li went to take a shower first, and asked her to call her when Wu Mu’s show started. Han Yan was not happy to watch something that she had little interest in. After taking a few more glances and finding nothing surprising, she simply turned on the barrage and typed and posted some for fun. Well, the content is. "Bad artists don't deserve to be on the 6/7 gala!" "Boycott the bad artist Wu Mu!" "Wu Gou, get out of the entertainment industry!" Han Yanren was quite amused when she saw her comments mixed in with the densely packed comments of the same kind. Undoubtedly, those who posted the same comments as her were Xiao Yi fans and Wu Mu haters. The boycott incident a few days ago is not over yet. Although the Beijing TV station gave them the cold shoulder and didn't respond at all, they had already started the fight and it was impossible for it to end like this without any results. So when the show aired today, everyone went to the barrage and comment sections to create group chats. The barrage was filled with comments cursing Wu Mu. Han Yan joined in the fun, and only when she saw that there were only two more episodes left in the evening show did she quickly call Zhang Li. "Come on Lily, the noon dog will be on stage soon!" (End of this chapter)