Quickly Wear the Face of the Devil: 57|6.6
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This is a very heavy song, a belated talk. Father's love is like a mountain, which made Ou Zinan feel depressed and difficult. He was afraid of seeing his father's disappointed expression, so he squeezed himself hard to persecute himself, but instead made himself into a predicament and couldn't break free. How can a person who can play the eighteenth-style musical instrument with great popularity without musical talent?
Until the death of his father, he dispelled the haze that covered his eyes and aroused his infinite courage. He writes in this song the emotions of wanting to love but not repressing, the depression of wanting to say, and the powerlessness of wanting to keep.
All contradictions, struggles, attachments, and perseverance are released as much as possible through Zhou Yunsheng's singing. Unconsciously, many people in the audience were already in tears, and Zhou Yunsheng was affected by Ou Zinan's remaining affection, and also choked aloud, unable to continue.
The piano sound stopped abruptly, Zhou Yunsheng covered his face with his hands to prevent people from seeing his wolf. At the same time, Ou Yibo's old face appeared on the huge LED screen. He was holding the camera, pointed the camera at himself, and said weakly, "My son said he would sing a song written for me, and I look forward to it."
The camera shakes and points at the handsome young man sitting in front of the piano. Looking at the surrounding furnishings, this should be the villa of the Ou family.
The young man was very nervous, loosened the top two buttons of his shirt, and coughed again, and then slowly said, "This song is called" Because of You ", Dad, I wrote a lot of things that I wanted to tell you In this song, you must listen carefully. "
Ou Yibai promised that although his face was not shown in the camera, the joy and comfort in his voice were not to be mistaken.
Behind the stage, Lin Siqing's fans stopped together, and her heart burst into embarrassment. Lin Siqing took photos of the evidence submitted to the court and posted them on Weibo. All manuscripts of "Because of You" were dated, indicating that he started to create after the death of the teacher.
But now that Ou Yibai is alive, Ou Zinan wrote the song on already, and sang in front of him. Who exactly copied it, the answer to already is self-evident. The manuscripts submitted by Lin Siqing became irrefutable evidence that he was lying.
The same rhythm, the same singing, the same singing half can not continue, Ou Zinan forehead against the piano, big drops of tears fell black and white keys, indicating that he can not save his father's pain and despair.
Ou Yibai lifted the quilt, staggered to his son, crouched down, and clenched his hand tightly, and said, "Zi Nan, this song is great, it is the best I have ever heard. Song. There is a sentence I have forgotten to tell you. "
"What?" The young man turned to look at him, his eyes and nose were red and fragile, and very fragile and cute.
Ou Yibai laughed lightly, and put his fingers into the hair of his son, slowly and firmly said, "Zi Nan, you have never let me down. On the contrary, you have always been my pride. You are the father Proud. "
For this affirmation, Ou Zinan waited for more than ten years. He blinked unbelievably, and was held in his arms by Ou Yibai while he was still in a daze. He patted him like a baby. Gradually, the pat on the back became weak until it stopped. Ou Zinan carefully turned his head and looked at his father, but saw that already closed his eyes with a serene smile on the corner of his mouth.
He died in great satisfaction.
"No! Dad, don't leave me, I'm afraid ..."
The cries of youth's heartbreaking sounds throughout the star hall, the despair and pain of the loss of loved ones like sharp ice cones, piercing into the chest and twisting the heart into pieces. Under the audience, all the audiences were suppressing the pain and sorrow of their hearts. Where the lights shone, everyone was crying with red eyes, and even crying and crying could not restrain themselves.
The led screen gradually went out, Zhou Yunsheng stood up, walked under the beam of light, and said slowly into the microphone, "This is the image of my father's dying, which is the most painful and untouchable memory. I have been hesitating before. Would you like to take it out, because I don't want more people to see his weakness. In my mind, he has always been the most powerful and indestructible existence. "
At this point, he choked again, and had to lower his head to adjust his breathing, and then continued, "You can abuse me and deny me, but you can't deny my father and disturb his peace in heaven."
When you close your eyes and then open them again, all the sadness in Hitomi is replaced by anger. His tone is cold and his words are like a knife. "This song does not require drums, bass, electric guitars, electronic remixes ... … I can only use the purest piano as an accompaniment. This song is not full of complaints and no illness after a broken heart. It is a requiem for my father. Lin Siqing, did you think about this song when you adapted this song? How important is this song to me and to my father? You live up to my trust and tarnish my music, I will never forgive you! Forever!
The young man looked directly at the camera. The big screen reflected his indifference and sharp eyes.
The audience under the stage was calmed down, and when he disappeared on the stage, he woke up like a dream and looked at each other. They came for revenge for Lin Siqing and Ge Mengshu.
Before that, they firmly believed that such an excellent song could only be written by the talented Lin Siqing, and only Ge Mengshu, who had great singing skills, could perform perfectly. What is Ou Zinan compared with the two of them? But after the brainwashing of the previous twenty crazy songs, their already was completely conquered.
These 20 songs, casually come up with a capital can be called a legendary masterpiece, has the potential to spread all over the world. Ou Yibo said he was proud of himself, and that's true. When it comes to talent, Lin Siqing must not be compared with Ou Yibo, while Ou Zinan's talent is better than blue, far above Ou Yibo.
Lin Siqing wrote so many songs and released so many albums after her debut. Even the best one cannot be compared with any of the twenty.
Lin Siqing is not as good as Ou Zinan, there is a big gap between the two. Even the most **** fans have to admit it.
The fans are silent and extremely depressed. There are also people who come here purely for fun. Under the shock of one song after another, they have been turned black and pink, and their brains have been turned into pieces. Seeing that the idol was wronged, they shouted with a star stick, "Ou Zinan, you are the best. You are our pride, we will always support you! Come on! "
"Come on, don't be defeated!"
"One more song, two hours is not enough!"
"You must stick to it, gold will always shine!"
One by one, the sounds of consolation sounded through the star hall, which made the fans of Lin Siqing and Ge Mengshu more embarrassed and angry. The embarrassment is because of the previous abusive and misunderstanding of Ou Zinan, and the anger is because of the deception and blindness of the idol.
Lin Siqing debuted as a talented musician, and he has always been the highest in Four Great Heavenly King. Most of his fans are mature professional men and women who have their own judgment and determination. At this point, they blushed, and they were somewhat ashamed to see people.
The agitated room in the Star Museum began, and the audience remained in their seats for a long time and refused to leave.
"Sorry, Ou Zinan!"
"Ou Zinan, we are wrong, please forgive our ignorance."
"Ou Zinan, you will be my idol since then, I support you!"
Everyone is on the verge of defeat, and several veteran fans who organized this revenge have not stopped. An apology is necessary and necessary.
Ge Mengshu's fans are mostly little girls and boys, very emotional. There were a few stunned words, saying that the video could also be faked, and they were scared to look up by the angry eyes projected from all around.
Security and police began to evacuate the crowd. The concert opened in a vigorous manner, but ended in an awkward manner.
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Sun Ximu stands in the shadows, watching the young man in the spotlight intently. He is so dazzling and eye-catching, with every stroke and every effort he exudes unparalleled charm. He is the most mellow wine, the strongest drug, and no one can resist his deliberate temptations, and no one can escape his capture.
Sun Ximu knows that as long as he stands on that stage, he will succeed, but when he really succeeds, he can't stand the hot eyes that others have bet on him.
He watched him step by step towards himself, and the blood began to boil bit by bit. He wanted to drag him into his arms to kiss wantonly, locked in the room to invade-offender, rammed his body with the strongest-hardest place, entangled frantically ... the heart already was cramped and cracked for him, Broken into loquat powder, the legs were stubbornly stuck to the floor, unable to move even a minute.
Always dumb, he couldn't think of any way to talk about this love, so he showed a confused expression.
Zhou Yunsheng walked up to the man and asked, "What's going on?"
Sun Ximu's throat twitched, and he said in a mute voice, "You are doing well, better than I expected. I am proud of you."
Zhou Yunsheng suddenly bullied, stretched his arms and trapped him in the corner, saying slowly, "I want to confirm one thing, I hope you can cooperate."
Sun Ximu swallowed hard and asked when his heart stopped madly, "What's the matter?" Leaning so close made him want to kiss him.
But before he took action, the young man first caught his neck, pulled his head down, and then covered his thinned lips.
The warm tongue stretched out and intertwined with his own tongue. An unspeakable throb was transmitted from the heart to the soul. In addition to the fragrant flowers and bright fireworks in the mind, there was no room for anything else. Sun Ximu's eyes were getting darker and darker, holding the young man's back with his left hand and not allowing him to evacuate. He rightly hugged his waist and pressed it into his arms, hoping that the two would become one.
The staff who wanted to come forward to Dahe quickly spread out, pretending that they didn't see anything, and thought inconsistently: No wonder the boss was willing to throw a lot of money on Ou Zinan. This was the relationship. Climbing up such a high branch, it is difficult for Ou Zinan not to be red, not to mention that he still has real materials.