Chapter 313 Let the dream last longer than the sky
"In the previous show, I said that I don't care about promotion, I just want to sing well," Wang Qian said, "but now I have changed my mind."
Facing the audience, she suddenly raised her voice: "I want to advance! I want to sing this song written to me by Mr. Hemingway and keep going!"
The audience at the scene whispered, and some people laughed softly.
The audience who came to the scene was definitely not ignorant of this show.
Basically, I have seen Wang Qian's previous performances, and I have a good idea of her strength.
Whether it is the hard power in singing or the soft power in appearance, she is not outstanding.
It can even be said to be close to the bottom.
Although she is disabled, everyone will have three-point sympathy for her.
But sympathy cannot be eaten.
This is a singing talent show, not a miserable emotional variety show.
The audience looked at her.
Her skin is quite fair. If you look closely, you will feel that her facial features are delicate and attractive.
In short, it doesn't feel ugly, but it doesn't look good either.
Her figure is slightly fat, but the protruding area is not protruding enough.
Those legs... Although it's sympathetic, it's really nothing to watch. There will be no slaps.
If she is so pitiful, some people will consider giving her some sympathy points.
But she just released a rhetoric to advance.
hehe. Are you worthy?
Backstage.
He Quhui snorted disdainfully, glanced at the camera and saw that the camera was not aimed at her, and whispered, "You want to advance? Do you think you can do it if you want to? Don't look in the mirror, are you worthy!"
Luo Guanghui said next to her, "Don't underestimate her, Mr. Hemingway's songs can give her a lot of bonuses."
As amateurs, the two of them have a good relationship.
He Quhui sneered: "Mr. Hemingway's songs are very good, but it also depends on who is singing. Just her broken voice? If she plays the sad card and talks about her disability, I will still be afraid of her. But she kept saying that she was going to be promoted, which is really laughable."
Wang Qian has just been resurrected. She has no experience with these players day and night, and she has never made friends here.
And He Quhui, although a little petty, but usually not annoying.
With the players in the same group, eating and living together for the past two weeks, even if they don't become friends, there is a love of incense in the end.
Therefore, even if the teenagers and girls present felt that what He Quhui said was inappropriate, no one came forward to accuse He Quhui for Wang Qian.
What's more, most people still agree with He Quhui's point of view - Wang Qian's strength is indeed not worthy of promotion.
Only Yu Yu's lips moved slightly: "The teacher said that she appreciates her..."
As the captain, although Xie Yunzi was granted an exemption from the test and did not have to appear on the stage, she still stood with her teammates.
Hearing this, she patted Yu Yu's back: "Don't be stupid, you can trust my intuition, this guy is the bane, and having a relationship with her won't do Mr. Hemingway any good, it's better for her to be eliminated quickly."
At this time, Wang Qian had already started singing, and the song floated to the backstage.
"Every time, I am strong in wandering and loneliness."
"Every time, even if I'm hurt, I don't cry."
"I know, I've always had invisible wings."
"Fly with me, fly over despair..."
Hearing her singing, everyone looked different.
Some people regretted: Why didn't you sing such a good song for me, but for that useless girl? Such a waste!
Some people disdain: the breath is unstable in several places, and the singing skills are too poor. If this can be promoted, unless the sow can climb the tree.
Some people seem to be moved, or have memories and emotions aroused in their hearts, and listen to the song in a daze.
Someone has a solemn expression: Although she is not good at singing, Wang Qian really devotes her soul to singing, which is very infectious! Maybe it's unprofessional, but it's art!
on the stage.
Wang Qian sang involuntarily.
She forgot that there were so many live audiences under the stage,
Forget the 99-member jury, forget the four high-riding mentors.
She is immersed in her own world.
She recalled her ordeal.
The doctor said that it was difficult for her to regain consciousness in her lower body, and she would be in a wheelchair for the rest of her life.
Even if we use the most advanced therapy, combined with expensive imported drugs, and then spend huge sums of money on rehabilitation, find the best nursing care and massage therapists, and spend a lot of time and sweat every day, it is unknown whether we can regain consciousness.
What's more, her family is only an ordinary working class. Even with the more than 2 million that Lin can compensate, it is impossible to afford the high cost of drugs and rehabilitation.
That's a cost that can make ordinary families desperate. Her parents don't eat or drink, and they can't earn that much money after working for 100 years.
At this time, Lin Ke appeared.
His mother rushed up to punch and kick him, tearing, scratching and biting. His father spoke coldly to him.
Lin Ke didn't say anything, just took out a bank card.
"Here is 10 million, let the child receive the best treatment, the best physical therapist, and the best rehabilitation."
He squatted beside her hospital bed, his face full of shame.
She doesn't go to see him.
She hates him.
He ruined everything for her.
She used to be healthy, happy, and hopeful.
Have a carefree childhood and have colorful dreams.
But the car accident damaged her nerves and lost consciousness below her waist.
She used to be able to run, jump and swim, but now she is incontinent even when she is urinating.
Her life was nothing but black and grey, and the stench of excrement and urine.
At that time, she didn't know that Lin was not the real perpetrator.
"I'm sorry, maybe you think I'm saying it too lightly. In short, please cheer up, try to recover, try to stand up on your legs again, and I will provide you with all the expenses for treatment and rehabilitation. , all you have to do is fight against yourself and against God."
She remembers the painful surgeries and rehabs.
She remembers those hysterical, self-defeating moments.
She remembered that when her lower body had just regained a little consciousness, the whole family was ecstatic, and her parents were hugging and crying.
She remembered the pain of falling and getting up again and again.
Facing the distressed eyes of her parents, she smiled and said: Pain is a good thing, better than no perception!
Finally, she can use her own strength to sit in a wheelchair and take care of herself.
Finally, she got out of the wheelchair and was able to walk slowly with crutches.
She went back to school and re-taken the college entrance examination.
She went to college and made new friends.
She still dreams of running, but can't run anymore.
But it doesn't matter.
She has a pair of invisible wings that can take her to fly!
"...I see that the sunset changes every day."
"I know, I've always had invisible wings."
"Fly me, give me hope."
"I finally see that all dreams blossom!"
"How loud is the young singing voice of the chase."
I don't know when it started, she was already in tears.
The voice also trembled.
From a technical point of view, it is undoubtedly unqualified.
Under the stage, there was silence.
No cheers, no applause.
Everyone watched and listened quietly.
Her not-beautiful face was radiating an unparalleled brilliance at this time.
That is the brilliance of dreams.
It is unyielding belief.
It is the stubbornness that is not overwhelmed by life and not overwhelmed by bad luck.
At the jury's seat, every judge was attentive and leaned forward.
They all received the emotion conveyed in the song.
"I'm soaring at last! Stare attentively and don't be afraid. Fly as far as there is wind!"
My legs can't walk like a normal person.
This is already an established fact.
I have tried my best to rehabilitate, but this is the limit.
I'll never be able to run towards my Prince Charming on the beach, I'll never be able to do much.
But it doesn't matter.
Some people say that if there is gain, there must be loss.
The reverse is also true.
If there is loss, there must be gain.
I got invisible wings, which are perseverance, strength, perseverance, and perseverance.
It is the belief that even if you are crushed and knocked down 1000 times, you will stand up for the 1001st time.
A hero who can be killed but cannot be defeated!
I will wave these wings and chase my dreams.
"Invisible wings make dreams last longer than the sky. Leave a wish for your imagination..."
When the last note fell, Wang Qian gritted her teeth and sobbed silently.
She didn't want to cry out.
Because she is not sad.
She doesn't feel miserable either.
The most tragic time has passed.
The rest of her days are only getting better by the day.
The reason for crying is just the release of emotions.
There was no applause, and the host didn't string words together in time.
On the stage, only Wang Qian choked a few times without restraint.
Du Caige walked down from the tutor's seat with a blank expression and came to Wang Qian.
"You behaved well and stopped crying."
Wang Qian raised her head, Du Caige touched her trousers pocket, but she didn't find the tissue, so she simply reached out and wiped her eyes.
Wang Qian did not refuse. She showed a bright smile.
Like a rainbow after a storm.
"I'm not crying sadly, teacher," she said.
After a moment's pause, she continued: "I was just, just suppressed for a long, long time. I was lost for a long time. Now I find myself. Thank you for your song, teacher, this song helped me find myself."
At this time, the host finally remembered his responsibility and began to string together words.
The hostess said: "Thank you Wang Qian for her wonderful performance. Her singing voice is so contagious that I almost cried. I don't lie to you, my eyes are wet. Hey. Wang Qian must be a good student too. The person who tells the story! When she sang, she was full of emotions. However, in terms of skills, she seems to be lacking. Let our judges, teachers, and audience members rate her!"
"The score of Luo Guanghui has been counted just now. Luo Guanghui's final score is: 73.62 points."
Luo Guanghui shook his fist vigorously in the background.
Zeng Pu pouted, his attention a little distracted.
Not just him.
Most of the players in the backstage were a little touched and a little lost.
Liu Yuxi, who appeared next, was also obviously affected and was not in the best condition.
After Liu Yuxi finished the performance, the host announced: "Student Wang Qian's score has been counted, and Wang Qian's final score is..."
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