Ian
, who was sitting on the stage, slowly picked up the guitar and started playing it gently.
A lyrical voice sounded from the microphone. The originally noisy audience slowly quieted down when they heard this voice.
Even the judges had ugly expressions on their faces because of Ian's performance. However, when the guitar started playing, they all listened carefully.
Even if some of the judges did not want to listen, they had to look very serious in front of the camera.
Of course, none of this had anything to do with Ian.
A few seconds after the guitar started playing, Ian opened his mouth and slowly sang Nan Shannan.
"You are in the southern sun!”
"The snow is falling,"
"I'm in the cold night in the north,"
"It's like spring all year round,
""If there's still time before dark, I'll forget your eyes,""I'll spend
my whole life, but I can't finish a dream!”
Ian's voice slowly sounded throughout the entire venue. His voice was slightly hoarse and magnetic, making people feel an indescribable pressure.
Originally, the audience was looking forward to Ian. However, because the music was suddenly turned off and the guitar was suddenly picked up, their interest slowly decreased. However, after this sound, the eyes of more than a thousand people in the venue all turned to him.
"He no longer talks about the lonely island with whom he met."
"Because his heart is already deserted."
"His heart can no longer hold a home.""
Be a mute who only lies to himself!"”
…….
The music was low and deep. There was no excitement or excitement. There was only silence.
When Ian sang this song, no one felt very sad at first.
However, when they heard the second part, many girls looked at Ian on the stage in a daze. For some reason, their eyes were a little moist.
He no longer talked about the isolated island with anyone, because his heart was already deserted.
Upon hearing this, a boy bit his lips inexplicably and tried his best not to embarrass himself.
Yes, he wanted to cry.
He remembered that there was a time when he especially liked to chat with girls.
However, the girl did not want to listen to him talk. Every time, he would leave perfunctorily.
One day, the boy heard that the girl liked to travel. As he was not financially well-off, he read many travel magazines. After reading them, he looked for the girl and talked to her about places to play. They were economical and had the most beautiful scenery.
The girl was attracted by his topic and gradually chatted a little more.
One day, the girl told the boy that she was going on a trip with a boy. The place they went to was the place where the boy chatted every day. That place was like spring all year round, with flowers blooming in spring.
In an instant, the boy forced a smile and said to the girl,"Have a safe trip."
After so many years, the boy had already grown up. He no longer took this matter to heart. The girl he loved might still be in the world, or perhaps she was living in a city, but everything had nothing to do with him.
However, under Ian's lyrics, the boy's emotions suddenly erupted. He covered his face and began to cry.
The heartache of so many years was still a scar. Even if she smiled, the scar was still there.
….
The boy cried very softly, and Ian gradually fell into a state of euphoria. As he sang, he slowly closed his eyes.
"He said that any beauty that people praise about you is not as good as the first time he met you
."”
'If all the lands were linked together, walking for a lifetime, just to embrace you
'”
"You're in the southern sun, the snow is falling,"
"I'm in the northern cold night, the four seasons are like spring,"
"If there's still time before dark, I'll forget your eyes,""I'll
spend my entire life, but I won't be able to finish a dream!”
If Ian was only the beginning of the song during the first take, then the entire audience fell silent when he sang the second take.
Their eyes were dull, and some of the more emotional ones had slightly moist eyes.
"Sob…"
A girl sitting below the stage could no longer hold back the pain in her heart and cried.
The boy sitting next to the girl held the girl's hand tightly as he lowered his head and muttered.
"It's okay. You still have me in the future. Don't cry!”
In one's life, one would always meet many people. There were the right ones, the bad ones, the best friends, and the wrong people.
When we were young, perhaps in an instant, perhaps in an accident, or perhaps in just a glance, we always thought that the girl or boy we met that day was our entire life.
However, as time passed, slowly, slowly, that person gradually drifted away.
This was how relationships were. The one who let go in the end was always the most uncomfortable.
However, the most embarrassing person would start to face life after a storm. He would be invulnerable and impenetrable.
Ian's song had already told a story.
He used music to express a beautiful love story. He used his voice to interpret the story.
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