"When the rain taps on your window one day

When the wind blows away your ideas

Can you take some time to think about this old look..."

Outside the Coliseum.

The patter of rain pattered against the window.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier.

Inside the Red Hall.

With her red dress fluttering in the wind, Zhong Yanhong smiled, bathed in the bright lights, listening to the countless applause from the audience, and looking at the fans who crowded the Hong Kong Coliseum...

In a daze, she remembered the scene when she first appeared on stage.

At that time, she was nervous, restless, and timid...

However, I am very yearning for the stage and full of eagerness to try.

The first time on stage was undoubtedly a success!

She received waves of applause and cheers. She was immersed in the sea of ​​cheers, and in the splendor of everyone's attention, she felt the meaning of her life.

She feels that she belongs on the stage!

Of course, there has never been smooth sailing along the way.

She has experienced ups and downs and tasted hesitation. When she was most desperate, she stood alone on the top floor of the hospital, thinking about jumping off and ending her life.

But in the end, she walked down from the top floor.

Despite countless blows, the pursuit of the stage in my heart not only did not fade away, but became even more intense.

Then on a bigger stage, she felt the pinnacle of an era, enjoying unprecedented fans, and countless praises like a flood, surrounding her, which lasted for a long time.

"Even if thousands of songs float in the distance on my road in the future,

Even if there are thousands of evening stars tomorrow, they will shine brighter than the moon tonight

Nothing can compare to the beauty of this night, and it will never make me appreciate it more

Ah, because you sing with me tonight..."

She looked at the group of fans.

In the ten years since she left, she could always hear their fans asking what was wrong with her through various singer friends.

Then, she received a letter. Although she couldn't read the whole letter, when she opened one at random, she felt strong thoughts of her and asked when she would be able to perform on stage.

Every time it's her birthday, a group of fans spontaneously celebrate her birthday on the Internet and on major social platforms.

After returning to China, day and night in the hospital, no matter when she woke up from her sleep, she could see the flashing lights outside the hospital.

They are different from reporters, who are noisy and annoying.

But they are not noisy, let alone disturbing the public. They are very quiet, just like an old friend quietly accompanying him.

ten years!

Never give up.

She was very touched!

As she sang, her eyes suddenly became wet uncontrollably.

This song "Qian Qian Que Song" is so well written, every lyric seems to be written in her heart.

When she saw the lyrics of this song, she decided that she wanted to sing this song, and she wanted to put all the emotions she had accumulated over the past ten years into this song...

Her eyes looked through the camera on the side of the stage, and every lyric was her heartfelt voice. She put thousands of words together into this song, which was delivered to the hearts of every fan who accompanied her.

……………………

Offstage.

"Xiao Zhou wrote this song so well..."

"Every word is precious, every line of lyrics goes straight into people's hearts..."

"Perhaps, this song will become a god!"

Wu Zhenhong is sitting in the seat.

He felt like he had goosebumps when he heard it.

In fact, he has not read the lyrics of "Qian Qian Que Song", let alone heard the melody of this song.

It was his first time hearing it.

In fact, when he heard that Zhou Yang had written two songs for Zhong Yanhong, and that Zhong Yanhong wanted both songs, he was actually very shocked...

Among the ten songs registered by Xiao Zhou, why is each one more awesome than the other?

What other songs are there?

He subconsciously looked at Zhou Yang in the darkness.

Zhou Yang stood the whole time, listening quietly, with the brim of his hat still covering his eyes, making him look like a gentleman in the dark, elegant and mysterious.

Nice look!

Wu Zhenhong commented subconsciously.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

"Sister Hong, don't leave..."

"Ahhhhh!"

"Sister Hong, don't leave, don't go..."

The lyrics are very appropriate!

Zhong Yanhong sings very emotionally, which makes people's nose sore and makes them cry...

Many of the fans in the back row were wiping their tears with napkins, some were singing along with the melody, and some were calling Sister Hong uncontrollably.

It seemed as if Zhong Yanhong was about to leave after the song was finished.

In the ten years since Zhong Yanhong disappeared, they have never been disappointed because they knew that there was still a possibility of Zhong Yanhong coming back.

Today's song is full of sadness and farewell, making it difficult for many people to bear the emotions in this song.

"Even if there are thousands of songs in the future,

Floating far away on my road

Even if there are thousands of evening stars in the future,

Brighter than the moon tonight

Nothing is as beautiful as this night

It will never make me appreciate it more

Ah, because you sing with me tonight..."

The lights on the stage shone brightly, and a light also shone in the darkness.

Fans saw the figure holding the microphone again and singing along with Zhong Yanhong...

The low pitch of the male and the high pitch of the female not only did not have any side effects on the entire music, but instead pushed the emotion of the entire song to the highest point.

They finally saw the figure raise his head, and they saw a handsome face under the light, full of complex emotions.

The sound was like raindrops outside the window, tapping their hearts bit by bit...

again and again……

On the stage, the lights dimmed again.

The accompaniment gradually became lighter, the melody gradually became lighter, and finally, "Qian Qian Que Song" was finished.

A tear flowed from Zhong Yanhong's eyes. She took a long breath on the stage and then showed a smile.

"Thank you Mr. Zhou Yang... thank you for writing such a song for me! Thank you also for appearing on the stage and singing this song with me!"

Zhong Yanhong nodded in Zhou Yang's direction.

Under the camera, Zhou Yang also nodded, and then gradually disappeared into the darkness of the stage.

The fans suddenly felt a different kind of loss.

"Ten years ago...I left this stage. Ten years later, I came back..."

"I'm really happy to see you all again. You are everything to me."

Zhong Yanhong smiled happily, and slowly came out of the sad mood of parting. She smiled happily.

However, the fans below had tears in their eyes, and they no longer knew what to say.

There was a burst of thunder outside the window, and the rain became heavier.
To be continued...