Zhou Yiyang looked at the somewhat crude stage, which only contained the band, and said:

"By the way, the screen still works, right?"

Bai Yangyu nodded, he already knew what Zhou Yiyang planned to do.

"Luo Chen will definitely be very happy later."

Bai Yangyu said softly.

Guan Fei nodded: "He must have never imagined that our selfless Mr. Zhou would actually help him."

Zhou Yiyang groaned, feeling that they had a deep misunderstanding of him: "Why do you sound a little wrong to me when you say this!"

"No, no." Bai Yangyu immediately shook his head: "Mr. Zhou, what are you going to show on the screen later?"

Zhou Yiyang quickly expressed his thoughts, and the technician said there was no problem at all.

When the word "painting" appeared on the screen, the audience gasped.

Luo Chen looked back, and at that moment, he suddenly felt as if something was coming out of his chest.

Touched, he knew that this must be Brother Yang's handiwork.

Therefore, the outside world always says that Yiyang Entertainment has a lot of money and good resources, so artists are willing to stay.

But Luo Chen didn't think so. These advantages were real, but he also knew that the reason why he was unwilling to leave Yiyang Entertainment was because of its human touch.

Zhou Yiyang is like a big patriarch. In addition to making money, he is also a person with ideals.

Luo Chen plucked the strings with his hands and entered the state instantly.

In fact, after getting this song, Luo Chen practiced it at home for a long time.

But just like Zhou Yiyang said, after he sang it, it didn't have that flavor at all.

When Luo Chen's mother saw Luo Chen sitting on the sofa with a sad look on his face, she asked him why.

"Hey," my mother sighed: "You are just like those celebrities on TV who play cleaners and put on makeup. You are too suspended and have been separated from ordinary people's lives for too long."

"I don't know what young people think. When I listen to music, what I like most are those that can move me. If you want to sing good songs, just like you want to act well in movies, you need to enter life."

"I think you can go around more during your vacation. Don't act like a star Luo Chen."

His mother's words inspired Luo Chen a lot.

It is true that he cannot be like Moonlight Girl, who is obviously successful and famous, but still retains an innocent heart.

He enjoys the following of fans.

So during the holiday, Luo Chen secretly returned to his hometown alone.

Even Ling Hu didn't know about this.

There he met someone.

"He is a madman." The principal of the middle school who received Luo Chen said: "By the way, you just said you were looking for someone..."

Luo Chen walked to the side of that person.

He doesn't look like a madman.

He was wearing a yellowed white shirt with the hem tucked into his pants, and there was a touch of light yellow paint on his face.

He picked up the pen and painted on the photo frame.

"Hello?" Luo Chen greeted the other party cautiously.

The man ignored him and was immersed in his own world.

He is a painter, at least he thinks so.

But in the eyes of the residents of the small town, his paintings are incomprehensible and his behavior is puzzling.

People in their thirties, who are not married, have no children, and do not even have a stable job, are still dreaming of being a painter.

What is the difference between this and madness?

No, there are subsidies for crazy people!

While he was singing, he immediately had an image in his mind that at six o'clock in the morning, there was a light layer of fog.

The man was sitting by the lake, copying quietly. The back view made Luo Chen feel extremely lonely.

After he picked up the microphone, his emotions were already in place, and he even thought of himself as the painter:

[Draw a moon on the lonely night sky

Draw me under the moon and sing

Draw a big window for a deserted house

Draw another bed]

As soon as he opened his mouth, the audience was stunned.

This is a ballad with an extremely simple melody.

Even his singing is so simple.

It is in sharp contrast to the singing of previous masters.

But for some reason, as soon as his singing came out, many people in the audience felt an inexplicable emotion well up in their hearts when they heard the lyrics.

Luo Chen sang as if it was them.

It is a true portrayal of many young people today who are depressed and unable to achieve success in big cities.

They want to live in a big house, but in reality they can only live in cheap, renovated group rental housing.

They yearn for poetry and distance, pursue ideals and romance, but forget the last time they looked up at the starry sky.

They are in a hurry and are faced with rent, pressure to get married, comparisons with peers, dismissal, increasing age, housing prices and their stagnant wages every day...

How they hope that they can draw all their dreams like Luo Chen and make their dreams come true.

Zhou Yiyang raised the corners of his mouth. Luo Chen's performance was unexpected. He sang so emotionally.

Many young people in the audience had tears in their eyes.

Luo Chen shook his head and continued singing:

[There is a rainbow in the painting that you can touch with your hands

There is a starry sky in the painting that I have decided to immortalize

Draw a winding and endless flat path

People's dreams at the end all the way

Draw the mother’s peaceful posture

There are also disputes that can be erased with an eraser.

Draw food that lasts all seasons

A leisurely person never worries]

This is a song that is difficult for foreign audiences to empathize with. I have to admit that the essence of this song must be the lyrics.

The dreams described in the lyrics become more brilliant and charming, making people feel even sadder.

Because all listeners know that all these beautiful blueprints can only appear in their fantasies.

When will it be realized? They don't even dare to think deeply about this issue.

But at least, during this song, they were happy, and they seemed to see hope.

At this time, Lin Xuan'er's tears could no longer be controlled.

"Brother Yang, why didn't he release this song before?"

"It must be that Brother Chen couldn't control it at that time?" Wang Xingrui sniffed. She felt extremely sympathetic to the lyrics here.

How many girls with ordinary backgrounds like her would spend that night tossing and turning, unable to sleep, staring at the ceiling, dreaming that they were lying in the universe.

Wang Xingrui once imagined that he would become the richest man.

A boy in the audience burst into tears. He often fantasized at night that he could become an excellent writer.

But in reality, he is a street writer who can't even earn back a pack of cigarettes.

A girl cried hysterically. She couldn't help herself when she heard the painting of her mother.

Her mother left her forever three years ago.

It would be great if I could draw my mother.

Su Yin blinked her eyes and turned her head to the side.

This is definitely the most sad and emotional song for her among all the performances tonight.

Luo Chen stood up and finally sang:

[I didn’t erase the quarrel.

There is only one pen that draws loneliness

The moon in the night sky no longer shines

Only a melancholy child is singing

Draw a moon for the lonely night sky]

At the end, I am still so lonely.
Chapter completed!