Chapter 68

In the previous life, amidst the rapid changes of the era, to adapt to society, Lin Zaishan ran too fast under the whip, but forgot to grow.

As a result, the young soul hiding in the corner of his body could only bear the burden of a gradually aging appearance and inexplicable沧桑 (沧桑 means "weathered" or "worn out"), and rush forward with heavy shoulders.

He came to this world, and in an instant, his life had advanced by several decades, making Lin Zaishan feel even more unaccustomed.

Now.

Withstanding immense pressure, he used extraordinary skills to climb the second hill, and with his song as a guide, Lin Zaishan achieved a perfect integration and sublimation of the weathered life of the old man.

After crossing the second hill, it seemed that his life, or the old man's life, was already in sight, but he still had a lingering attachment to singing and music in his heart.

Clearly knowing that time was not on his side, he remained steadfast in his devotion.

Those past events that once swept through his (their) life, though seemingly forgotten, would unexpectedly surge to the forefront of his mind.

The infinitely weathered past was like the hills before and behind him.

One after another, he crossed them.

But there was no joy in crossing them, nor was there any despair in the endless crossing.

In the end, only a gaze seasoned by the world remained, carrying the old man's unwillingness to admit his cowardice and his own unrecognized strength, looking at everything with a detached eye.

And forever gazing up at the last unextinguished peak of his dream.

His eyes changed.

They changed back to his own.

Relying on the transcendent demeanor welling up in his heart, he looked at the world with a level gaze, and Lin Zaishan completely sublimated the third part of the song, the mountain-climbing section.

No longer was it an unstoppable charge of a thousand troops, but like a pebble thrown into a vast calm, it stirred up ripple after ripple of life, experiencing the vicissitudes and essence of life in tranquility and distance—

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Crossing the hill~ though my hair is already white~

Chattering~ the sorrow of time not waiting for me~

Not yet seeing the immortality I yearn for~

I have already lost myself~

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Crossing the hill~ only to find no one waiting~

Chattering~ can no longer call back the tenderness~

Why can't I remember~ the last time~ who gave me a hug~

At what time~~~

...

This return to simplicity in the C section moved Li Zongheng to stand up and pay tribute to Lin Zaishan.

Master Li had not been so moved by music for a very long time.

Such a deep and moving performance, from resilience to passion to profundity, vividly painted a grand picture of life.

In the blink of an eye, Li Zongheng saw a life of profound wisdom after a dream-like existence through a single song.

It was hard to imagine that such a profound creation could come from a contestant who looked no more than 40 years old.

His past life must have been very extraordinary!

From being moved to being deeply impressed, Li Zongheng developed a great fondness and interest in Lin Zaishan, as if he had found a rare soulmate.

This singer-songwriter, he was determined to recruit into his team.

In the future, he wanted to have a good exchange with the other party, to drink and talk about life, to play the zither and discuss music, which would certainly be a very interesting thing.

All three mentors stood up, clapping and paying tribute to Lin Zaishan's brilliant performance.

Only Luo Benxiong remained seated, maintaining a cultured demeanor, waiting for Lin Zaishan's music to conclude.

"What is Luo Benxiong doing? Such a performance doesn't move him? Give a four-turn highlight!" Fang Qingtian, the director of the arts department, who had been supervising the competition, could no longer bear it.

Diao Yuehan smiled lightly, hearing the complaint in Minister Fang's voice, clearly moved by Lin Zaishan's music.

This song was indeed a heavyweight work.

During the appreciation process, there were many moments when Diao Yuehan was almost drawn into Lin Zaishan's singing, feeling a mix of emotions.

The feeling this white-haired old man sang today touched the hearts of those with stories.

Minister Fang must have been moved by this song as well.

For those with life experience, this was a song that could make them look back on their lives and feel a deep resonance.

Lin Zaishan did not use an inspirational song about rebuilding life after a setback to make his comeback, but rather a song that made people deeply reflect, to narrate his changed and沉淀 (沉淀 means "settled" or "matured") life. This earned Diao Yuehan's high praise!

If Lin Zaishan were to sing an inspirational song now, Diao Yuehan could predict that the senior management of the TV station would not change their opinion of him, and the audience in front of the TV might find him overly sentimental, leading to a habitual negative reaction.

This "Hill" was no longer about his own life, but would touch everyone's heart. With such a level of insight, many people would no longer judge him with their old eyes.

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Chattering~ the sorrow of time not waiting for me~

Provoking love~ manipulated by fate~

Foolishly resisting~ until death~

...

Why can't I remember the last time someone gave me a hug~

At what time~!

...

Climbing the final peak, he brought the song to a turning point.

The singing abruptly stopped.

There was no dragging.

It was like a heavy punch in life, delivered cleanly and sharply, hitting everyone's heart and leaving a deep imprint!

Clap—!

Just as the guitar sound was about to fade, Luo Benxiong quickly turned Lin Zaishan's chair!

The reason he did not turn Lin Zaishan's chair earlier was not that Luo Benxiong did not appreciate Lin Zaishan's music, but that he appreciated it too much!

Even though Master Li had already stood up to pay tribute, this new rock guru still stood firm under immense pressure. With a special sentiment for music, he wanted to listen to this song of life in its entirety, not missing a single beat.

Now that the guitar sound was finally fading, Luo Benxiong finally pressed the button to turn Lin Zaishan's chair and stood up to pay tribute to him!

Four turns!

The atmosphere on the scene instantly exploded!

"Right! Should have done it earlier!"

Joining the audience, Fang Qingtian clapped for Lin Zaishan's brilliant performance.

If the previous performances were lackluster, this one could be considered a classic!

"This white-haired contestant must be a seasoned musician, right? His music is very profound, even Li Zongheng stood up to pay tribute. Not bad, not bad, is he from Arrow Target?" Fang Qingtian asked Diao Yuehan with interest.

"He was from Arrow Target 20 years ago."

"Huh?"

"Minister, he is Lin Zaishan."

"Ah—?"

Originally, Fang Qingtian wanted to praise this white-haired singer-songwriter further, but upon hearing that he was Lin Zaishan, his smile immediately froze.

His brows furrowed, and he muttered, "How could he be Lin Zaishan, sigh..."

The sigh made Diao Yuehan's heart tighten.

Could Lin Zaishan's performance still not win the approval of the senior management?

Anyway, Diao Yuehan was thoroughly impressed by Lin Zaishan.

This old man truly had the power to release a mushroom cloud, as Park Dae-cheng had said!

The four mentors turning and standing to pay tribute, and the thousands of audience members' enthusiastic cheers, were the greatest affirmation of his talent!

If such a scene were to be cut, it would be a sin against heaven!

"Bravo!"

In the earpiece, Park Dae-cheng's voice appeared again.

The chief producer, with a face flushed with excitement, was clapping and paying tribute to Lin Zaishan.

This performance was even better than what Park Dae-cheng had hoped for!

This old man was truly amazing!

If "Singer-Songwriter" had a few more contestants like this, their ratings would not just break 4, but breaking 6 and aiming for the top ratings would not be a dream!

Park Dae-cheng truly loved such contestants!

Through the earpiece, hearing Park Dae-cheng's excited and praising cheers, Diao Yuehan sighed lightly—Park Dae-cheng seemed to be a bit too excited, as Lin Zaishan had not yet made his appearance, and the reactions afterward would be the key.

But at this moment, just after the song ended, the staff were immersed in the explosive atmosphere of the scene, and did not have time to consider the reactions to Lin Zaishan's appearance. They were all clapping and paying tribute to him!

Even the musicians in the music group could not help but praise and clap for Lin Zaishan, as such a performance was almost unprecedented in its brilliance!

The musicians knew better than anyone that Lin Zaishan's performance overcame the difficulty of no arrangement, and he elevated the song with his own strength, like a master painter, and for those with a good sense of music, this music was almost invincible!

Even if there was a wall of hostility in their hearts, they had to pay respect to such a performance.

At the scene, apart from the cameramen, Ma Xiaodong was one of the few who did not clap for Lin Zaishan.

He still had his arms crossed, maintaining a defiant stance, but he was no longer coldly observing.

From looking down, to looking level, now even a bit looking up, Lin Zaishan had used his music to broaden the horizons of this fat director.

Behind Ma Xiaodong, Liu Mengmeng did not dare to clap too hard for Lin Zaishan, but she was already jumping with joy in her heart, shouting "Uncle is awesome!" countless times.

She did not even bother to peek at the numb expression on Ma Xiaodong's face.

There are some people, when you have expectations of them, they always disappoint you.

And there are others, when you have expectations of them, they never let you down! Powerful like a war god!

At this moment, in Liu Mengmeng's eyes, which were brimming with emotion and surprise, the white-haired old man on stage with the old guitar was her musical war god!

"Director Sun—"

The third cameraman, brimming with excitement, gave Sun Yuzhen a thumbs up, using this gesture to praise Sun Yuzhen for uncovering a huge highlight for their program!

A warm current surged in her chest, and her eyes were almost moist. Sun Yuzhen knew best the difficulties Lin Zaishan had overcome.

This song cleared all the clouds, and this old man's comeback had taken the most stirring step, making Sun Yuzhen almost feel a burst of joy!

Getting to know such an old man was a true happiness for Sun Yuzhen!

On stage, receiving the standing ovation and tribute from the four mentors and the cheers of thousands of audience members, Lin Zaishan was also filled with happiness and gratitude.

"We did it, old man."

In his heart, he paid a silent tribute to the old man of the past, not keeping the honor to himself.

Remembering the source, this was not his victory alone.

"Whatever cold winds and rain may come in the future, I will carry your dream of music and keep walking."

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【Kneeling for recommendations!】

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