"Next up, let's give Zhao Ze a round of applause for his two new songs!”
“？？？？？？”
"God Ze?"
"Isn't God Ze an audience member? Why is he on stage?!”
"That's right. Two more scenes flashed by just now and we saw him and Erke!”
"There's a new song. Just listen to it!"
"I'm looking forward to it!"
……
The host's introduction caused a commotion in the official live broadcast room. The popularity of the live stream also soared because of Zhao Zilai.
The curtains were pulled open. There was only a piano on the stage and Zhao Zilai sitting in front of it.
As it was a new song that he had just " composed ", there was no one else to accompany Zhao Ze. He had to do it himself. The two songs he was about to sing were very suitable for playing on the piano.
"God Ze is so handsome!"
" God Ze knows how to play the piano?!"
"God Ze is an all-rounder!"
"It's just playing the piano.”
"Blockade all those who doubt God Ze!”
……
"Sit quietly in the classroom and wait for the teacher to come to class.”
"With a smile on his face, I heard he got full marks in the exam.”
"Look out the window. This world is very beautiful.”
"I didn't pay much attention to it. Everything is as calm as usual.”
The simple lyrics brought the listener back to that afternoon ten years ago. In that earthquake, many children who were studying in the classroom and should have enjoyed the best time died. The children who sat in the classroom back then had either grown up or were forever frozen in their young and immature years.
"You didn't have time to react to everything that happened so suddenly.”
"The world is dark, disaster is coming, and you are flying away on the wind!”
Children, those children who were the same age as me back then, goodbye. Have a safe journey.
"I think you've turned into an angel, spread your wings, and left crying.”
"There is too much reluctance, too much reluctance, and it will forever become a regret.”
"I think you have already turned into an angel, spread your wings, and left with a smile.”
"This short journey is warm and colorful. In your dreams, you can see how your parents dote on you.”
This journey of life was short but full of warmth. There were regrets, but there were no regrets. I hope that you have already become angels and will be worry-free in another world.
" You are far away, and the call of love is no longer heard.”
"My tears have dried up, my heart is broken, I have called your name a million times! --”
The tears that many people had been holding back could no longer be controlled after hearing this. They instantly collapsed!
……
"Once God Ze makes a move, we'll know if he's there or not!”
"God Ze is awesome!"
"What the hell are those original works!”
"It sounds good! I'm touched!"
"I have heard many songs that encourage the living, but this song is for the dead!”
"God Ze's thinking is indeed different from other mortals.”
……
The fans were all boasting enthusiastically, but they didn't know that Zhao Zilai's next song was to encourage the living.
After singing " Angel," Zhao Zilai's hands did not stop playing. Instead, he continued to play. Without anyone noticing, he had already switched to the prelude of the next song. It was only when Zhao Zilai opened his mouth and typed out the title of the song did the audience realize that it was already the second song. The transition between the two was seamless!
"Every time, I'm always strong in my loneliness.”
"Every time, no matter how hurt you are, you don't shed tears.”
"I know, I always had a pair of invisible wings.”
" Take me flying, flying over despair-"
Everyone had a pair of invisible wings. It was the comfort of family, the encouragement of friendship, and the encouragement of faith…They would give you magical wings and take you to fly freely.
"Don't think about it. They have beautiful suns.”
"I see that the sunset changes every day.”
"I know, I always had a pair of invisible wings.”
" Fly with me, give me hope-"
The invisible wings lead us to the light, to the future, and to success through our own efforts.
"I finally saw all my dreams blossom.”
"The youth who is chasing, the song is so loud and clear.”
"I finally soar, gazing with my heart without fear.”
"Wherever there is wind, fly as far as you can! --”
……
"Invisible wings make dreams last longer than the sky.”
" Leave a wish for yourself to imagine-"
The deceased turned into an angel and flew away. However, the living also had a pair of invisible wings. We are all angels, our own angels. Those who survived should live on bravely! Live well and happily!
"First it was Angel, then it was Invisible Wings. God Ze is really awesome!”
"'Angel' is dedicated to the dead,'Invisible Wings' is dedicated to the living. God Ze's thoughts are really…"
"The two songs are simply too compatible! A match made in heaven!"
"I like 'Invisible Wings'. It's very motivating and makes my blood boil!”
"I like 'Angel' more.”
……
Although everyone had their own preferences, everyone praised the two songs.
Zhao Zilai went backstage.
"Ze, you're amazing!" Erke rushed over and hugged him, her entire body hanging on Zhao Zilai's body.
"Aiyo! Ha, are you going to reward me with a kiss?!”Zhao Zilai asked with a smile.
"Yes, yes, yes! Yes!" Er Ke sucked on Zhao Zilai's big mouth." Is that enough?!”
"Not enough, not enough! I want more!"
"Good!" As she spoke, Erke sent her mouth over again. However, she did not stop after a light taste this time. Instead, she gave Zhao Zelai a long kiss.
Principal Wang, who was at the side, watched the two of them kiss for more than a minute as if no one was around. He really couldn't stand it anymore and could only remind them,"Cough! Yes, yes!"
When the two of them parted, Erke giggled without the slightest bit of embarrassment.
"Why are you guys like this? There's someone else beside you!"
"Slightly!" Erke stuck out her tongue at Principal Wang.
"God Ze! Thank you so much this time! Not only did you help me save the day, but you also improved the quality of the entire gala! If there's anything you need from me in the future, God Ze, just let me know. I'll do my best!”
"Brother Sicong, you don't have to be so polite. Just like you said, we are all friends. Friends help each other!"
"Good, good, good! They were all friends. How about this, I'll go to other places to take a look first. You guys stay and wait for the end of the party to attend the celebration party together!”
"Alright! Brother Sicong, you go ahead."
……
Zhao Zilai and Erke stayed in the lounge to rest and didn't go back to listen to the music. By the time the party ended, it was already twelve in the morning. By the time the celebration party ended, it was already three in the morning. When he returned to the hotel, it was almost five in the morning after he washed up and went to bed.
Therefore, the two of them didn't wake up until the sun was high in the sky the next day.
"Ah Ze, wake up! The sun can't even reach my butt!" The two of them were staying in a standard room. Er Ke, who was the first to wake up, came to wake Zhao Ze up in her pajamas, which were just a large T-shirt.
"Huh? Why are you up? I'm so sleepy! Sleep with me for a while longer!" Zhao Zilai struggled with his drowsy eyes as he pushed Er Ke onto the bed and hugged her tightly.
"Aiya! Oh!" Erke blushed slightly. Although it wasn't the first time they had hugged each other while lying on the bed, it was the first time they had worn so little. She was only wearing pajamas and undergarments, while Zhao Zilai was even worse. He was only wearing a pair of big pants.
Unable to resist, Er Ke obediently allowed Zhao Ze to hug her in the end.
The two of them hugged each other like this, feeling the warmth of each other's bodies, and lay down for a while.
……
Yesterday, an old man complained that poems and songs could make up for the number of words. Then, unfortunately, this chapter and the next chapter were suspected of making up for the number of words. I know that this kind of novel will definitely have such complaints and arguments.
To this, I want to say: I will write the words that should be written, not a word less; I won't write anything that doesn't need to be written, not a single word more. He would never deliberately make up the number of words.
And I don't think writing poetry is really a way to make up for the number of words, because that's the plot of the novel. It was simply too easy for an author to gather enough words! There were all sorts of ways to fill in the information, but most of the time, the readers would not notice it.
For example, these few sentences were a total of 220 words.
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