In 1986, radioactive material leaked from Chernobyl, the world's largest nuclear power plant, and subsequent explosions caused fires. This was the largest nuclear accident disaster in human history.
A little boy suffered from indirect amnesia due to this radiation. His parents were killed in the accident. A priest adopted him. He thought he was his father, and everyone concealed the incident.
Until one day when he grew up, he seemed to remember something, took an old photo, carried his backpack, and returned to the deserted city, looking for his home.
The ruins have a cruel beauty, and the sunset gradually sinks.
He traveled through mountains and rivers and finally found the place in the photo, but it was in a dilapidated state.
Yes, home is no longer there, things have changed.
Darkness enveloped the earth, and he sat in front of the mottled window.
So familiar, yet so strange.
At this moment, tears welled up.
This is the background of the story of faded.
——Faded means faded and haggard.
The smart low humming sound penetrated through the matrix sound on the main stage.
It was a melody that was so pure and melodious that it made people instantly feel soft, and it had the magic power to calm people down instantly. The dynamic drum beats penetrated into the chest inch by inch.
He held a torch and kept company with the stars in the sky.
But then, the rhythm changed.
It was a rhythm like progressive rock, with layers and structures, the melody was taken out bit by bit in an orderly manner, and the dynamic beat and the melodiousness just now began to blend.
Step by step, with clear emotions.
A powerful auditory impact and freshness that you have never experienced before.
Everyone's attention was tightly grabbed by it.
Just when the audience was firmly attracted by this wonderful opening music, it exploded slightly.
Bass synthesis and powerful rhythms intertwine to form a rapid vibration.
The blue lights on the stage were so full that they almost overflowed.
That sound caused blue ripples.
This is the most fascinating and hallucinating part of electronic music. For those who hear this new electronic music for the first time, it means another kind of hearty experience in life.
Notes flowed out of the electronic keyboard, and colorful notes poured out.
It's music from another world entirely, everything is in it.
Unconsciously, my legs began to shake.
People don't realize that their bodies are being controlled by rhythm.
Shen Huiling's forehead nodded slightly to the music, and her toes also tapped the ground.
I didn't notice when my legs moved.
But she wasn't too worried.
But not until she heard that voice on the stage.
The voice seemed to be saying to her - don't worry, Lingbao, this is just the beginning.
The next moment, in this infinite tension, in this suddenly rising electronic psychedelic accompaniment, his clear teenage voice slowly sounded:
"You were the shadow to my light"
You are a shadow in the light of my life
"Did you feel us"
Can you feel each other's presence?
"Another start"
next start
"You fade away"
Your figure gradually blurs
"afraid our aim is out of sight"
Afraid of our goals disappearing from sight
"wanna see us"
I just hope we can all
"Alive"
alive
If longing can be turned into singing, then the singing at this time can hold an ocean.
After all, he is also the lonely child running in the wilderness, chasing the past.
He was sweating and remembering the past while running endlessly.
Thinking of your family and friends.
Find childhood memories.
Until nothing can be seen, and then until the snow-white color is seen.
Here, no one knows that the white snow is the color of snow.
Atlantis sank to the bottom of the sea and darkness enveloped the earth.
Chernobyl weathered into ruins, lifeless.
He stood in the dark world and lit up the torch in his hand.
He didn't have a home before, but now, he has one.
No one knew how happy he was.
No one knows how good he sounds when he sings emotionally.
That's not from the throat, but from the heart.
The voice was romantic, clear and emotional.
It is in sharp contrast to the enthusiasm of electronic music.
This is the naive original sound of Yu Xian.
God closed his windows and doors, built a villa in his voice, and installed an air conditioner and a fruit plate for him, allowing him to play as he pleased.
"ntis"
atlantis
"under the sea"
sink to the bottom of the sea
"under the sea"
sink to the bottom of the sea
"where are you now?"
where are you at this moment
"Another dream"
Another dream
"I'm faded."
I'm powerless
"I'm faded."
I'm powerless
At this moment, the scene completely exploded in silence.
Amid the strong emotional appeal, the audience was stunned by the stimulation of the dual voices.
It's like a tremor coming from the depths of the soul, like fireworks exploding from dopamine in the forehead.
Most of the audience below were stunned.
Indescribable feeling.
Sitting on the five-centimeter-thick venue seat, my butt felt like I was sinking under a hundred meters of water.
In the depths of the blue seabed, miracles flash before your eyes, the sounds of nature ring in your ears, and your feet keep pace.
A beam of light pierces the darkness and illuminates this heart.
Those are countless electronic elves in the black kingdom, with thousands of torches in their hands.
For this backward era, it is magic, witchcraft, a miracle, no exaggeration.
This is a miracle for this era.
"The electronic keyboard can be so powerful, and one person can also be a band?"
Dansheng Huazhi's eyes widened, and her mouth remained slightly open and never closed.
There is no doubt that the unique and endless electronic notes burst out of his hands.
The young man controlled those electronic elves with familiarity, and those keys had long been waiting for those notes.
A piano.
The key is the beginning and the key is the end.
They are black and white, clear and distinct.
Electronic keyboards are not without limits.
But above the keys, music is infinite.
They turned into tens of millions of piano keys, swimming happily among combiners and currents. In that vast world, there is no limit.
He is not playing the piano, but creating.
Use the keyboard and notes to create whatever you want.
Everything seems absurd but is absolutely true, and the voice from the future blooms in his hands.
If the classical notes of Shen Huiling are the flying dragons on the Aegean Sea.
Then his electronic notes are the electronic warriors in the phantom kingdom.
It's a war, a battle for the audience's dopamine.
It is also a battle between classical and popular.
What they are competing for is not only the current venue, but also the future territory.
But, for him, this was just the beginning.
The song enters the second part, and another sound is coming.
"Is that really the sound that an electronic keyboard can produce?"
In the small room on the top floor of the venue, the boy clenched his fingers in his mouth, staring at the stage opposite, with a look of disbelief on his face.
"You are not dreaming, I heard it too." The girl said softly.
"The singing is also quite nice. I've said before that his voice is God's food. This performance is a bit interesting." The woman crossed her arms and said with a smile.
"Such a person is so interesting, really interesting." The boy suddenly became excited, "I still underestimated him. He should be able to reach the top, right?"
"But we may not win." The girl was very calm.
"Hey, I said, why don't you go back? I'm satisfied with what I've seen. Whoever wins or loses between him and Aling has nothing to do with us. Why don't we let it go as soon as it's good?" the boy said quietly, deliberately showing off.
This look.
Then he laughed at himself.
"It has nothing to do with others, but it still has something to do with you." The woman said with a smile, "If he could replace Shen Huiling and come to your side to become your companion, wouldn't he be the one you have to face?"
It was as if he heard a joke, and it was a big joke. The boy burst into laughter.
This laughter was contagious, so the girl carrying the sword next to him also laughed.
The boy and girl next to him shook their shoulders, seeming bored.
"I'm going to die," the boy said.
Suddenly a hand pressed on his head, and then pressed down instantly. His head surrendered to the owner of that hand. It was the female general's hand, white and spotless.
She didn't speak, maybe she was disturbed while watching the performance, so she did so.
She let go of her hand, and the boy said "hey" twice, sat back obediently, and prepared to squat with his legs crossed.
But suddenly all the sounds stopped for an instant.
A new storm-like sound swept through the venue. The high-pitched sound was almost crushed, penetrated the glass in front of them, and poured into their ears after a few seconds.
Like the wind blowing the wheat waves, everything is falling.
The boy was smiling, but he couldn't laugh anymore.
Amidst the violent vibrations of electronic music magic, the ethereal and stunning female voice pierced his chest.
Yes, it's a female voice, and it's the ultimate female voice.
The moment Yu Xian Zhisheng entered the second part, his voice changed.
It's like a tone that comes from the sky.
He is singing about women's sadness and longing in a female voice.
This is a singing voice that truly touches people's hearts. It is not subject to the control and regulation of singing technology. It is the most sincere transmission of the singer's inner world and the communication between heart and heart. Whether it is technology or emotional outburst, it stands at the top.
When the water is full, it overflows, that's what it is.
The classic pop singing method subverts the traditional concept of vocal music, but his voice is classical and romantic.
"Hey, there's a woman on the stage. Who is she? Where is she hiding?!"
"???Himself?"
This is almost the case in the audience.
This is not the first time Yuxian Zhisheng has used his female voice, but such a high-pitched singing voice has never been seen before. It is a completely different concept.
It was a completely female voice, without any trace of falsetto.
The dense bass drum and the thick and crackling bass made a sensation in the venue.
Yuxian Zhisheng switched back to male voice.
The boy in the room on the top floor of the venue has not been able to sit down until now. He was so shocked that his face was distorted.
"Is he singing duet to himself?" He said these incredible words, and then slowly squatted on the chair, but his legs were shaking slightly due to shock, and he fell off the chair.
"Is that really Yuxian-kun's voice?" Anshan Kiyohime asked in surprise, "I thought it was a backup singer."
"No, that's him." An Shanzhi held his forehead, "It's indeed him."
Because he switched back again.
Men and women sing duets in the same body, switching naturally and without leaving any trace.
The young man's voice was clear and beautiful, as if he were shouting.
The ethereal female voice is dreamy, moving and majestic.
This sad song was responded to, and so was loneliness.
It is no longer the crusade of electronic elves, but the singing of princes and princesses in unison.
They sing about sadness, but they are not sad.
If Yukiko could sing, it would be like this, but in fact her singing is quite unpleasant. I used to listen to her singing secretly in my room as a child, haha.
But it doesn't matter, I'm here.
"where are you now?"
where are you at this moment
"under the bright."
in clear light
"but faded lights"
In the darkening light and shadow
"you set my heart on fire."
You lit a fire in my heart.
"いっしょに(Let's come together)" Hanazuruo said to the audience during a break in the accompaniment.
Then he pressed the automatic record and playback button on the electronic keyboard and raised the sound to the highest level.
Blue lights filled the whole place, people looked at each other in surprise, and then began to sing. The lyrics were about to end. Some people sang well, some sang badly, but it didn't matter anymore.
People have been immersed in this, and the response is like a wave:
"where are you now?"
where are you at this moment
"where are you now?"
where are you at this moment
"ntis"
atlantis
"under the sea"
sink to the bottom of the sea
Everything seems ridiculous but is absolutely true.
People dance with the ocean, music and the ocean, both crazy dancers, perfect and intimate.
The sense of confusion that a young man is looking for is happily liberated in the melody.
The child in the story never found a home.
But he found it.
From now on, he will not be unhappy.
With the electronic music, the moment the song ends, it ends perfectly.
This announced that his game was officially over.
Yuxian was panting slightly, his eyes bright.
People were ecstatic, screaming and applauding like never before, as enthusiastically as if they were celebrating the New Year.
In this joyous turmoil, he smiled brightly.
This is the innocent smile of a young man.
It's like a smile from the bottom of my heart after completing a major exam.
Yes, it's over.
With all the burdens lifted, he can go home easily.
The annual drama has come to an end.
The Starlight Awards concluded perfectly under the watchful eyes of countless people.
This brings us to the final voting stage.
When the judges were appraising this song, the audience was still cheering without stopping.
The ticket pools on the left and right are rising crazily.
There are only five minutes left until the final voting time.
One moment, Shen Huiling's votes exceeded Yu Xian's votes, and the other moment, they were overtaken again.
Both performances tonight were extremely powerful, and I can’t tell who is better.
Who will be the champion?
This will be decided by all viewers in Japan at this time.
Dansheng Huazhi happily voted for Yuxian Zhisheng.
She thoroughly enjoyed the two performances tonight.
By the way, you two are really here to compete. Isn’t it really a Saiyan duel?
Yuxian Zhisheng and Shen Huiling were standing on both sides of the stage, waiting for the final vote to be decided.
The championship trophy was transported to the main stage.
——Wow, golden legend.
Until the voting channel is closed and the number of votes is frozen on the screen.
The vote pools of the two are almost evenly divided. From a distance, they seem to be evenly matched.
Every audience member was staring closely at the details that were about to appear on the big screen, not even daring to breathe.
No one is leaving at this time, no one.
Until they saw the subtle difference clearly on the screen.
With a few hundred votes, Shen Huiling's vote stood over Yu Xian's child.
But there's nothing to rush about.
Anyone who has watched the competition in previous years knows that there will be a delay in overseas votes, taking about tens of seconds to arrive.
Shen Huiling's palms broke out in cold sweat.
To be honest, Yu Xian was also nervous.
Then, the blue beam of light that belonged to him suddenly became crazy.
That's the number of votes from five other countries.
The number of votes continues to rise.
Then came a crazy rise.
The number of votes overseas, especially in Europe and the United States, has almost gone crazy.
The number of votes for Shen Huiling is also rising, but not as crazy.
Perhaps all this is fate. Due to those two albums, Yuxian Zhisheng's popularity in the European and American entertainment circles is already quite high. Tonight's performance is nothing less than another super bomb for the European and American music circles.
Shen Huiling did not look back.
Because she has seen her ending from the eyes of the audience closest to her.
For a moment of astonishment, which seemed like a lifetime ago, she just froze on the spot.
Then, after being reminded by the staff, the staff left the stage.
The world never pities losers.
While walking on the road, her tears had already fallen, but she tried her best to hold it back, biting her lips until they turned purple. She looked back and saw Yu Xianzhisheng lifting the trophy and accepting people's cheers and applause.
In previous years it was her who stood there, but not this year.
You will never forget him or this humiliation in your life. Whenever you see him, you will definitely think of him, right?
The corridor was silent except for her slow footsteps as she left.
Shen Huiling's two-year rule has officially come to an end.
Tonight, the new king ascends the throne!!!
"Winning!!!"
"We won!"
"Champion! What a champion!"
"Am I dreaming? Slap me."
"Are you really hitting me?! Wuwuwu."
The art students from Dongda University rushed onto the stage like crazy and hugged each other tightly. Everyone's face was full of excitement and enthusiasm.
Fireworks burst out outside the venue, and huge fireworks exploded in the sky.
Golden pieces of paper were flying all over the sky, and the audience cheered for the final winner.
"Win! Ranked first in the academy!"
"We are the champions!"
The senior executives of Dongda Art Group hugged each other excitedly.
Kaoru Nagisa Sakura cried very hard because she was so happy.
In the VIP room on the side, the directors of the four major consortiums were ashen-faced. They thought that Shen Huiling's performance was invincible, but how could they have expected that this kid could defeat them all with every trick he showed!
Ansan Kiyohime also wanted to run up, but was pulled back by Ansanji.
Shenhuizhi Liuli clapped gently, then lowered the brim of his hat and left slowly.
This blow was really big. My sister might do something stupid. She wanted to see it.
Everyone in the small room on the top floor of the venue had already left.
Outside the venue, Natsukawa Kaiyue and Kamiyako also hugged each other, with tears of joy.
Tonight is the night to celebrate victory.
At this moment, the audience sitting in front of the TV must also be cheering excitedly.
What kind of expression would Miyamoto Yukiko have? He just wanted to go home and see.
"Huh? Float parade?!"
He was almost carried onto the float, amidst laughter.
Just like last year's championship, this is the best recognition for the winner.
The sea of people outside was already overwhelming, and along the streets near the venue, people were holding flowers in their hands.
Until the large float drove out of the venue passage.
The honor guard band invited by NHK officials opened the way in front.
With cheers and cheers like a strong wind, the women waved their support signs and called his name loudly, hoping that he would look in their direction.
Amidst the screams and shouts, flowers were thrown towards the car where he was, and were crushed by the wheels.
There were people everywhere on both sides of the road, the traffic was congested, and it was drizzling. People were holding umbrellas, and the umbrellas also gathered into a sea. Natsukawa Kaiyue and Kamiyako were drilling through the crowd, trying to get to the front.
"Yu Xianjun! First!"
"Congratulations to Yuxian player, your big victory tonight!"
"Yu Bao! Mommy will always love you!!!"
"Keep going! Yu Bao! I wish everything goes well!"
"Ah——!!! Yuxian-kun, look at me, look at me!!!"
The floats drove slowly along this street, noisy but joyful.
At first, Yu Xian was a little nervous, but when he gradually became familiar with people's ultimate joy, he slowly stood up and waved to the bustling crowd.
Once I waved my hand, I couldn't stop.
I have never seen such a scene before. More women came to celebrate his parade than in previous years. It was so enthusiastic that their screams were everywhere, like a carnival storm.
There are also uncle fans hiding among the women, they keep yelling.
He looked at the dark crowd, and even though his arms were sore, he still smiled and waved.
Your arms will definitely be shaking tomorrow, right?
The camera followed all the way and broadcast the lively scene.
Tonight is carnival night, fans have already started preparing to parade in the streets, this is their sleepless night.
"Thank you everyone, thank you!"
"First of all, thank you to the college for cultivating me, and secondly, thank you"
“Thank you everyone!”
After quickly giving a speech of thanks on the float, Yu Xian returned to the backstage of the venue as if he was running for his life.
Really, my ears were almost exploded by the noise from them.
Even after running so far, the sound can still be heard. This is probably sweet trouble.
In fact, as the new king tonight, he didn't care much about the excitement outside.
Do you think this can compare with Miyamoto Yukiko's warmth, broadness, and ecstatic chest? It can't be compared!
This kid couldn't wait any longer and wanted to run away.
"Celebration party?" He picked up his schoolbag and paused.
Kazuki Sawano smiled and nodded: "Yes, it was officially held by NHK and Toda Arts for you. It is a very large social party. It is actually just to have a meal together and discuss cooperation for next year. Many stars and directors
Everyone will be there, and I will probably make a lot of cooperation arrangements with you. All in all, it’s a good opportunity, don’t miss it.”
"Sorry, but I want to go home." Yu Xian scratched his head.
"Go back to the hotel to rest?" Kazuki Sawano was stunned, "But it's too early."
"No, not back to the hotel." Yu Xian smiled childishly.
"I want to go home."
"But those cooperations?" Sawano Kazuki hesitated.
"I can live without them, but they can't live without me. It doesn't matter." Yu Xian said, "Companies that really want to cooperate will not give up on such a trivial matter."
"That's true." Sawano Kazuki smiled, "That's really your style. Let's go, I'll see you off."
"Yeah, thank you, Principal Sawano."
A black Infiniti car is parked on the roadside.
The woman chewed gum and looked at the streetlight above her head.
"Do you want to arrange to meet him later?"
She turned around and looked at the woman wearing a bronze mask, speaking in Hong Kong Mandarin.
The female general shook her head.
"Why bother," the woman said, "After all, he is the Chen family's son. The Chinese New Year will be in a few months. What can you do if you let him go home and see?"
"If you continue to waver like this, even I won't be able to understand what you want to do." The woman was very irritated.
The female general didn't speak, just looked out the window.
"Do you still hate that man so much?" the woman asked.
This time the female general responded and nodded.
"If you ask me, he and you are just such a son, so why not let him go as soon as possible and both parties will be happy." The woman said with a smile.
"But he has forgotten me." The female general said softly.
"Yes, I have forgotten about you a long time ago. I guess I have married a new wife a long time ago. Is there a second or third bedroom? I should have a fourth bedroom. Each of them is prettier and younger than you. They are probably having fun in bed right now."
"If you hate that man so much"
The woman blew bubble gum, took out a Glock 18 pistol from her waist, slowly turned on the silencer, and pointed the gun at Yu Xian, who had just come out of the crowd.
"If you give the order, I will help you kill this child." She said, "Okay, give the order quickly."
Her tone has always been indifferent, making it difficult to tell which side she is on.
"I can't kill him anymore, go back." The female general said.
The wind blowing from the car window is cold, and the weather in Tokyo is getting colder.
Winter is coming, and she thinks of that winter again.
After the man abandoned her, she struggled to give birth to the child and was left at the door of the orphanage.
He should have froze to death long ago, but he didn't expect that he survived and could endure in such a cold winter.
It’s good to be alive, but it’s more useful to be alive.
Suddenly someone hugged her arm.
She lowered her head and saw the thin boy.
"Are you interested in him?" the female general said.
"Yes, Mom, I don't want you to care about anyone else except me." The boy said, "If Mom doesn't like him, I will help you kill him. It's very easy."
"Then I will kill you first, idiot." The woman said with a smile as she drove, "That is the young master of our Chen family. This is our Chen family's business. It is not the turn of a little bad guy like you to interfere."
"No matter how good an adopted son is, he's not as good as his biological son, right?" She raised her eyebrows at the female general.
"Are you going back to China tomorrow?" the female general said.
"Several entertainment groups under the Chen family are already in chaos. We have to go back to deal with it. We won't come back for a long time." The woman said, "It would be great if I could take the young master back. After watching the performance, I thought so.
"
"But since he grew up in Japan, he can't sing Chinese songs. It's a pity."
Tokyo Haneda International Airport, planes taking off and landing.
"Then I'll go back." The woman waved her hand boredly, "I hope that when we meet again in a long time, the child can call me sister-in-law."
"He will have grown up by then," the female general said.
"Yes, when he grows up, what kind of man will he be then?"
"Let's go back too, mom." The boy tugged on her arm.
Half an hour ago, the car started slowly and passed in the opposite direction of the car where Yu Xian was sitting.
Yuxian Zhisheng suddenly looked back.
"What's wrong?" Sawano Kazuki asked.
"It's okay." Yu Xian scratched his head, "It's just that my fist suddenly became stiff. Maybe my hand cramped due to fatigue."
"It's too hard, go back and take a hot bath and have a good rest." Sawano Kazuki said with a smile.
"Actually, I'm not too tired. I still want to sing a song." Yu Xian said naively, "Have you heard the theme song of "Doraemon"?"
"I must have heard of it, haha."
"Mina Mina Yiina! Everyone's dream comes true!"
"Make it happen with the incredible treasure bag!"
"I want to fly freely in the sky!"
"Hey! Bamboo dragonfly!"
"Ang ang ang, I like Doraemon the most!"
The car drove all the way towards home.
The street lights on both sides were on continuously.
Until I don't know when, I drove to the familiar gravel road.
Home is at the end of the road.
The car stopped slowly in front of the small villa, and the smell of food floated in the air.
He picked up his schoolbag and jumped out of the car.
Just like when she took him back for the first time, she ran towards the yard happily.
This is home.
No matter how far you go, that light remains for you.
He stood in front of the door, smelling the scent of home in the air, and gently held the door handle with his palm. At this moment, he was almost so happy that he shed tears.
He was happy, his body was trembling slightly, and then he opened the long-lost door.
"Xuezi, I'm back!"
In the living room, the beautiful woman who was watching the replay was startled for a moment, then got up from the sofa. She rubbed her eyes cutely, as if she felt like she was dreaming.
But this is no dream.
The young man's figure was upright, like a cypress, and he stared at her with a handsome face.
She put down the beer in her hand, walked slowly to him, touched his cheek with her delicate fingers, then she half-knelt on the ground and gently hugged him into her arms.
Missing her at this moment, she didn't care about anything anymore, everything could disappear.