MTL - Let Me Shoulder This Blame!-Chapter 66 Silent creator

The low-pitched voice passed through the sound, and it was too late to prevent the thoughts from being gathered up. It made people feel excited and stunned.

The natural magnetic image is hidden in each tail sound, and is spurred by the tune to the extreme. Even the simple wording and vomiting words are gentle as the breeze smashes through the bottom of the lake, opening a pool of spring waves.

The audience calmed down and even the breathing was light.

In the corner, Su Shi shook the flute in his hand, and the light reflected in his eyes, showing a little smile.

The program group weakened the sound repair under his insistence. The most authentic texture in Liang Xuanyi's voice was transmitted through the sound. The raw edge of the micro-shade passed over the eardrum, and passed through the heart, quietly falling into the most exhausted corner. .

Freedom is someone else's, and growth is your own. The audience has just been brought to the carefree childhood by He Yuanwei. He just returned to reality from memories. After the carnival, it is the most easy time to feel lonely.

The pace of life is getting faster and faster, and the pressure of life is getting bigger and bigger. The reality is cold and the life is boring. The voice of Liang Xuanyi is naturally suitable for healing, which is suitable for shaking people's hearts.

Your own treatment, how to let the audience experience it.

Under the light beam, the young man’s eyebrows are quiet and Yinglang, with a slight gaze, and one word and one sentence are hit on the apex of the person.

The melody is more and more low and soft, soft as if it is to expose the last trace of the bottom of the heart, revealing all the oppression and unwillingness of burying the bottom of the heart. People almost couldn't help but frown, and Liang Xuanyi's voice changed again.

The difficult air is dull and dull, and it seems to be low in the ear, making people almost unable to jump.

"Silent prison, silent, you know that I am a bird, and I have to smash the feathers..."

The flute sounded.

The crisp flute sounds the accompaniment of the piano, Liang Xuanyi turned back, and the chasing light of the empty man fell on the youth. The simple white shirt was almost illuminated.

Gong Zhengyu seems to be aware of it, looking up at him, his eyebrows bent in a shallow arc.

Determined to look at the figure standing under the light, so full of eyes are only the next person, the chest is stunned, and the gloom is broken by the light.

The piano followed and everything went back on track. After a brief repression, the fierce tunes were particularly turbulent, sharp and sharp, and the flute sounded left and right, suddenly rising straight into the sky.

"I promised that I will be dust-free and promise me the corner of the earth. You know that I am a flying bird, knowing that I am willing to give you wings, and you will draw the ground for you."

The hand holding the flute suddenly trembled, and Su’s chest was still violently undulating, breathing slightly, and looked up.

Liang Xuanyi changed his words.

Intense and deep emotions sprang up, Liang Xuanyi grew up from a young age, and the breadth of the range was much more than that of many professional singers. The singer-like voice was easily pulled up with the accompaniment, and the stone was clear, but it was infinitely gentle. .

The heart jumped fiercely, and the sight was inexplicably blurred. Su Shi picked up the lips and sighed helplessly.

The pattern is really more and more.

The vivid tunes are unforgettable, and Liang Xuanyi sang to the second stage. Some viewers couldn’t help but sing softly.

The layered melody is like a room for the idea to not give people a breath, the sound of clear and high-pitched sounds open a bright sea of ​​light, the audience is more and more hot, and finally can not help but violently cheer.

The treble without half a minute is steady and the tune is gentle, gently pacifying the heart of the fierce beating.

The hoarse, low-pitched voice whispered softly, and the tail gradually stopped.

The audience was silent.

Liang Xuanyi turned back with a smile and reached out to the Soviet Union, waiting for him to walk to the stage together.

After a brief silence, suddenly the thunder of the earthquake shouted.

The young man next to him seems to be unable to fully adapt to the stage. The hand holding the flute is desolate, and Liang Xuanyi’s eyes turn to the same, but only welcomes all the uneasy warm smiles.

The light reflected in the gentle black scorpion, Liang Xuanyi clenched his hand, squatting down the stage, and the applause was still thundering.

He Yuanwei stood under the stage and his face was already sinking almost dripping water.

"Freedom of Growth" evokes memories of a generation. Although He Yuanwei has recently been entangled, it still does not detract from people's enthusiasm for this song. However, "Flying Bird" has completely conquered the audience with its stunning arrangement and Liang Xuanyi's solid foundation. Even many talents watched the live broadcast and began to search for the download version of this song.

"How can the company not return the results, does the company have a reply?!"

The previous rehearsals have clearly sent people to step on the point, Liang Xuanyi this song simply did not have such a stunning start-up today. He Yuanwei was almost unable to stand, and walked back and forth, waiting for the results with distraction.

"Yuan Ge, the company said that there will be no problems, although they play too often, we can also prepare."

He Dong quickly handed over the flask to him, followed him and lowered his voice: "This kind of program is not completely transparent. If the votes of the two songs are similar, or they are lucky, they will do something slightly. Someone will find out..."

Of course, I know the details of these programs, but I can’t ask him to say so much. He Yuanwei glanced at him, and He Dong immediately closed his mouth and bowed his head and did not dare to open his mouth.

There was a lively conversation in the background, apparently the two people had already left.

Unexpectedly, this nerd who only plays the piano actually dared to use his own means. He Yuanwei stopped it, and his eyes showed some undisguised coldness.

Liang Xuanyi looked calm and calmed the Soviet Union behind him. He looked at the person who suddenly jumped out of the way: "Mr. He, is there something?"

"Singing well today, congratulations."

The heart is already very angry, and He Yuanwei’s face still has a decent smile. He looks at him and does not speak slowly: “The song I sing today is the proud work of Zun, and it’s also your feelings. Even if you win, there are some wins..."

"My father has a lot of works. This is just one of them. If everyone is not allowed to use my father's songs and me, I will probably be able to win the championship directly."

Liang Xuanyi smiled and smiled calmly. He took the water handed over by the staff and warmly thanked him and handed it to Su Shi.

He Yuanwei was almost incapable of speaking, and his eyes almost showed anger, only to speak, but behind him came the sound of the music director who was not slow.

"There are a lot of songs to open up. Your first name is quite big and spreads widely. It can be said that he is not proud of this song, but he can't call it."

I have always believed that Liang Kailuo used this song to win the status of the pop music godfather. He couldn't hear the voice behind him. He Yuanwei turned back and the music director was holding a professional review score. He smiled and walked over.

"Free Growth" is not difficult to sing, so the degree of singing is high. The evaluation in the circle is only plain. Even many people have become saliva. People say that this song is the proud work of Liang Kailu. Actually, he I’m not too annoyed. You choose this song, and the professional review score will not be too high.”

"but"

He Yuanwei turned back and looked at the music director who was relaxed. His face almost rose: "Is it not the most important thing to listen to a song? There are so many people who will sing it, it means it is already a good song!"

"According to this theory, when you go to a square to learn a song, this program does not have to go on."

The music director chuckled and waved his hand at random: "Why, you finally sang with the audience, and it speeded up your rhythm invisibly. There were a few off-shoots and missed shots. The voting of the off-site audience was based on the purely enjoyable source. Come, your grades probably won't be too high, or you should be mentally prepared in advance."

The chill suddenly came to the whole body, and He Yuanwei stood in the same place, and his hands and feet were almost numb.

At the beginning of his song selection, the program team should remind him in advance, instead of giving him an understatement after he sang, and even let him do not prepare for the results.

The voting of the audience is very much related to the appearance of the audience. The audience appreciates in order, and the later the song, the easier it is to leave an impression.

Liang Xuanyi is not only the last one, but also the only one who has not used the beauty of the dance. From the beginning to the end, he only used the spotted singer. Under the backdrop of the gorgeous light and shadow of the whole Taiwan, people will be very impressed.

He abandoned the adaptation and difficulty, almost directly enabled the original tunes, in order to make the audience feel familiar, and thus suppress the subsequent appearance of Liang Xuanyi.

But now it seems that the other party has not been suppressed by him. Instead, he used the opportunity to make the audience give birth to the past and the reality of the sigh, and hit the hearts of the people in one fell swoop. Even in the background, he did not feel the hot scalp.

The true charm of music is equal to anyone.

If the results of the two are similar, Tianyue will naturally take the opportunity to stabilize the victory for him. However, if the scores of the two people are too high, the company is most likely to do it. It will only completely abandon him and even use him as a re-election to Liang’s father and son. Olive branch thrown.

He has already had a fight against the water. If this game loses the game again, there may be no chance of a comeback in this life.

The judging panel has whispered together to discuss the results. From time to time, he sneaked a sneak peek at him. The voice that was depressed was intermittently floating. The words “fifth” and “equal division” were particularly harsh.

Liang Xuanyi has left the backstage with Gong Zhengyu and is going to go to the lounge for a temporary dressing, waiting for the end of the recording.

The staff politely went to the front to clear the field, but He Yuanwei was unheard of, and He Dong had to drag the man out with a hard scalp.

He Yuanwei numbly took a step, full of unwillingness, looking at the two people walking in front, the eyes gradually vine cold hatred.

The final result came out, He Yuanwei and another veteran rock singer tied for fifth, Liang Xuanyi as a singer of the singer, no surprise, sat in the first place with a stunning opening, and successfully advanced to the next round.

More than one person has come, and two have to go. The seventh place has been eliminated. According to reason, He Yuanwei and the old singer should once again be on the same stage. However, he directly chose to abandon the game and left the studio without waiting for the award.

Tianyu will not support a star without a bottom line. He is already a buzz on the Internet. "Superstar" will be seen in the company's share, but he will still tolerate him to continue to participate, but He Yuanwei's fiasco this time has already The attitude of the program group is undoubted.

If he doesn't know how to leave, the next game, I am afraid that it will be such a shameful defeat.

He Dong did not dare to speak out, and he was so frightened that he had to step on the gas pedal. He Yuanwei had already put the smoke between his fingers: "I heard that Gong Zhengyu is willing to accept your 500,000 because He wants to see a child?"

"Yes, I heard that he is one of his patients. The child was violently beaten, and he was dying. He was anxious to save money."

Hearing his voice seems to have no anger, He Dongru nodded, nodded again and again: "His temper is also strange, refused to expose what the child called, and refused to ask the media for help, as if to say that the child will leave any shadow in the future. ......"

He Yuanwei nodded inadvertently and annihilated the cigarette butt: "How do you say it online?"

I didn't expect the other party to pay attention to this kind of thing. He Dongyi said, "I feel strange on the Internet. How could he suddenly admit to apologizing? Some people say that he is threatened. Some people say that the court will judge sooner or later. It’s better to say it earlier. I think I can’t make a name for him, and I’ve been pressing people to do it.”

"What are you doing? If he is willing to be a good person, let him be in the end, and see what the good guys are."

The bottom of the eye flashed a trace of **** darkness, He Yuanwei picked up the corner of his mouth, and the tone was gloomy: "I am also ruined anyway, just accompany him to have fun. I have to see, michael can not hide the nickname, what can Liang Xuanyi take Protect him..."

He Dong slammed a shudder, and he gave birth to some creeps in his back. Meet the eyes that are almost cold and sultry, but I dare not say more, just the grace of the sound.

The car finally started and flew into the night.

The studio was still full of unrecognized joy. When Gong Zhengyu came, he couldn’t go. He was detained by the professional judges who had long been eager to wear, and he was forced to send him to the piano. He must be Play the unnamed song again.

Liang Xuanyi stood on the edge of the piano and met the young man's silent eyes. He couldn't help but bend his eyebrows and gently rubbed his hair: "If you want to play, you don't want to play it. I dare to go home." Looking for me, I just wanted to buy five million to buy this song. I haven’t had time to talk to you."

"...500,000, we don't buy, as long as you record a pure version!"

The music director was smacked by this stinky boy, and he reported a number in a row, staring at the young man who was pressed on the bench by several hands.

The price of 500,000, as long as you do not ask the stars of the front line, the remaining coffee stations are almost enough. However, Gong Zhengyu is almost the representative of the current flow. If the program group can get the pure version of his piano music, it is not difficult to imagine how much netizens will be crazy.

Liang Xuanyi gave a soft cough and couldn't help but smile at the bottom of his eyes. His eyes softly fell on the young man: "Want to play? If you are tired, we will return."

When the words were not finished, they were slammed by the music director and slammed into the seats on the sidelines.

Gong Zhengyu was shocked and returned. He did not feel clear and smiling in his eyes. The eyebrows curled up and looked at the soft curvature. The moisturizing eyes still fell on Liang Xuanyi.

Silently grasped the meaning of the other party, Liang Xuanyi smiled and got up, went to the other side of the seat, to ensure that he can see himself, only to sit down again.

The brisk piano music rang, and the audience who had already been arranged to leave the room suddenly stopped.

The warm sun, the golden feathers, the clouds are soft and white, the wind chasing in the wilderness, occasionally picking up a leaf and looking for the tiny spots cast by the sun.

The squirrel leaps lightly from the branches, the dew is swayed, dripping on the tip of the rabbit's ear, slamming into the hole, and revealing his head, and plucking a few unknowing little snow scorpions.

The spring water is flowing, clear and dust-free, and the fish are constantly moving, and suddenly they go into the cracks of the stone.

In the eyes of the people, soft and warm smiles gradually appeared.

When Su stopped his eyes, the emotions in his heart were suppressed to the limit, and warmth and light filled the whole mind.

There is no certain mode in this song. Even if he is called to play twice, it may not be able to pop the same score, but the mood must be the same when playing.

The ability to [100% hit the target] will completely map all his emotions and pass them directly into the hearts of the listeners. So even if he accidentally brings out a hint of haze, it will affect the emotions of others.

He actually knew that his state was not right these days. Liang Xuanyi was even more nervous than him. On several occasions, he woke up in the middle of the night and found that his wrist was held in the other's hand, and his fingertips were placed on the wrist. Always measuring the pulse for yourself.

Depression is a normal disease, like asthma, always crouching in the body. It has nothing to do with the host's own will, nor does it depend on adjusting the mentality to live an active life, and it will be able to heal smoothly, and then it will be the same as a normal person.

When Su was clear about his situation, he was even more reluctant to ask the other party to worry too much about himself.

It must be said that although such a task is somewhat difficult, it is very useful for the promotion of the host itself. These days, he has become accustomed to cover up and suppress those emotions, even when playing the piano will not leak a little.

With such a sigh of relief, the pot of the next world can be thrown slower.

At the end of the song, everyone is completely relaxed, and the body and mind are washed away, and the face is not smiling.

Su Shi breathed a sigh of relief, and he slowed down the gods. Applause suddenly came out of the audience.

When the piano was played, the audience had been evacuated, and the rest were not willing to leave. Everyone instinctively breathed, and the singer silently kept the song ending, and finally showed his sincere applause without reservation.

After chasing the light, the young man in front of the piano took a moment to hold the piano and walked up to the audience.

......

Gong Zhengyu re-created the news of the first nameless music on the scene of "Superstar", and quickly spread it on the Internet.

Video recording equipment is not allowed at the recording site, and can only be relayed through the text of lucky viewers. But it is precisely because there is only text, the people who stayed in the field almost have already gotten to the sky. The netizens who didn’t go to the scene and the many viewers who left early, have already regretted their chests, and the message has drowned out. It is a post that shows off.

[Do not listen to Wang Wan Nian Jing! ! Qaq scene! You have saved the world collectively in your life! 】

[嫉妒I am factoring out _(:3∠)_ I have been deeply suspicious of the effect of this song! Isn't it better to cleanse people and persuade evil to be good? Do you know what you are doing? ! You are mad at people! ! 】

[Begging for the show group dad to enjoy the pure version! I know that you must be planning to have a pure version of it! After the pure version of the book, the tickets will be cast to Liang Xuanyi! 】

[What is the upstairs position? ? ? Hao Ge’s fans are coming! But if you can really enjoy the pure version, what is the position... Liang Xuanyi sings really well wow (つД)

[The lucky audience at the scene is eager to support 腮o(* ̄ ̄*) o The only feeling I have now is to regret that I didn’t study Chinese at the beginning. I can only say that it’s too good to hear the intestines, so I heard the explosion, I heard that I want to cry... 】

[Want to cry, I am a q^q strange, obviously so beautiful and so warm piano music, but when I think of what my little brother has experienced, suddenly it is so sad. Did he hear the music he played? So what happened in the end, is there really no one to give a statement? 】

[Don't say it! Please don't say it! People who didn't go to the scene were told to cry. (っ°Д°;) っ I haven't listened to the song yet, and crying again is not a big loss! 】

[I don't know why, when I saw Gong Zhengyu rushing to the audience, my tears suddenly turned around in my eyes. Is he really happy? 】 2k novel reading network