"Ruirui, if you were to set up the stage, what would you like it to look like?"

A week ago, Zhou Yiyang found Wang Xingrui and asked her for advice.

For Wang Xingrui, this matter is not new. After all, they have been asked this before, and Zhou Yiyang did set the stage according to their ideas.

"The form of a stage play? But it shouldn't be too flashy or distracting. I think this is a song that can touch people's hearts without too much modification." Wang Xingrui's answer was very sober, because she not only sang this song well,

song, and also know which part of the movie the song will be used in.

As an interlude for a movie clip, whether it sounds good or not is secondary. The most important thing is that it feels appropriate and fits the current environment of the clip.

When Zhou Yiyang asked them to perform it again and again, he also allowed them to understand the story behind the song, which was very convenient for them to sing the song live.

At this moment, the original bright light on the stage gradually dimmed, and Wang Xingrui and the "heroes" on the stage were distributed in every corner of the stage.

The moment the prelude sounded, Wang Xingrui stood on the lifting platform and sounded her first note:

[They are all brave

The wound on your forehead, your differences, your mistakes

No need to hide

Your worn-out doll, your mask, your self]

Her voice is rich and powerful, and her enunciation is special, which makes people feel like they are listening to someone telling a story.

It can be said that as soon as Wang Xingrui opened her voice, the audience was easily involved in her story.

Her delicate singing voice, her determined expression, and her shining eyes all make people feel the power behind the lyrics.

And these ordinary heroes are not idle either. They perform their day-to-day work to the audience in a space on the stage. It may be repetitive labor, or it may not be technical, but this is also their life.

The entire stage looks like a microcosm of life, full of fireworks.

But more people are chewing on those lyrics over and over again, and they seem to be thinking of themselves.

The girl bit her finger. She is 23 years old this year and this is her third postgraduate entrance examination.

She couldn't help but put down the book and looked up at the screen.

Wang Xingrui seemed to be still controlling her emotions. Her natural voice combined with the lyrics that stuck to her heart every word made the girl even realize that she was crying.

[They say they need to bring light to tame every monster

They say stitch up your wounds. No one loves a clown.

Why loneliness is not glorious

People are only imperfect and worthy of praise

Who says someone covered in mud is not a hero]

Wang Xingrui's singing progresses step by step, just like the lyrics, arousing the audience's emotions bit by bit.

At first they were like wounded beasts, licking their wounds alone at night.

When they discovered that someone had actually noticed their ordinary, unknown self, their eyes that had been troubled by life finally shone with light.

As Wang Xingrui sang, they discovered that someone really cared about them. It turned out that their injuries were seen by others, and their self and loneliness were also cared about.

For many people, when the word “Three War Postgraduate Entrance Examination” comes to mind, their first reaction is that it’s not worth it and it’s impossible.

The girl still remembers the hesitant expressions of her parents, the weird looks of her relatives, and the incomprehension of her friends when she proposed this idea.

When she heard the sentence "Who said someone covered in mud can't be a hero?", she finally burst into tears in her small room.

At this moment, the stage suddenly changed.

A heavy rain fell from the sky just like this, just like their lives, they always encounter setbacks at unexpected moments.

Those ordinary heroes were caught in the rain, but they did not run away in a hurry, but continued to stick to their positions.

Their insistent expressions and the light in their eyes are so real.

Because this is the realization that life brings to them, not the life that superior actors can imagine by reciting their lines.

In the torrential rain, Wang Xingrui stood at the highest point, like a lighthouse.

So the energy that had been accumulated for so long was finally about to explode.

She straightened her chest. The song was for herself, for everyone, and for God:

[I love you walking alone in a dark alley

I love you without kneeling

Loving you and facing despair

Refuse to cry

love your tattered clothes

But dare to block the gun of fate

I love you so much like me

The gaps are all the same

Do you want to go? Do you deserve it? This tattered cloak

Fight? Fight! With the humblest dream

To the whimpering and roaring in the dark night

Who said that only those who stand in the light are heroes]

She barely gave the audience any time to breathe, rising in pitch step by step, and then exploded at the highest point.

Her singing voice is still so sonorous and powerful, even in the heavy rain, it is still like a beam of light, bringing comfort and hope to every audience.

After hearing this paragraph, many people couldn't help but clenched their fists, and were surprised to find that their eyes were wet.

"Who said that only those who stand in the light are heroes?"

This lyric entered everyone's heart like this.

The long night was originally a time for many people to touch each other, but Wang Xingrui's performance just now seemed to give them a shot in the arm.

It turns out that they are not so unbearable and shameful.

The ratings of satellite TV also rose at this moment, even reaching a peak tonight.

Countless people turned on the TV and turned on the touch-onlight just to listen to the song "The Lonely Warrior".

In a senior high school classroom in a certain school, a group of students were gritting their teeth and writing vigorously, as if they had found their strength and courage again.

There is less than a month left before the college entrance examination, they will definitely have the last laugh!

On the street, there was a crowd of people standing in front of a Shaxian snack store. There was a TV set in front of the store, and this song happened to be playing on it.

Those middle-aged people in shabby clothes and slovenly looks down at their bowls, wondering whether they are moved or sad.

In the police station, a group of detectives stayed up late again.

There were instant noodles on their table, but Wang Xingrui's singing was echoing in their ears.

Behind the peaceful and prosperous age is their silent efforts. Although they do not ask for anything in return, they are still very happy when they hear this song.

In the gymnasium, the boy wearing headphones was still focusing on shooting. He thought that if he practiced for a while and tried again, he would definitely be selected into the provincial team.

Yu Lihong glanced at Yu Lina quietly, and then recited the lyrics silently in her heart.

This song is so good that I cry. Yu Lihong feels that she is the hero behind Yu Lina, but it is a pity that no one knows it!

The moment the rain stops, the song ends.

Wang Xingrui no longer remembers how she walked off the stage. She only knows that the applause and cheers were extremely loud that day, and she was like a triumphant hero.
Chapter completed!