"We stopped and walked along the way.
Following the traces of the youth's drifting.
The moment he stepped out of the station.
He actually hesitated.
...
I once couldn't extricate myself from the vastness of the world.
He was also immersed in his sleep talking.
He didn't know whether it was true or false, he didn't struggle, he didn't fear being laughed at.
I once turned my youth into her.
I've also played midsummer with my fingertips.
Let fate take its course.
He walked against the light and let the wind and rain hit him.
...”
Lin Yan's gentle and magnetic voice rang out. It was high and low, and it was pleasant to the ears.
The grandmaster-level singer was showing off his skills at this moment. It was not just a simple combination of voice and technique, but a transmission of emotions, stories, and some sense of image.
A real singer's true singing skills did not lie in how high the pitch was, but in how a simple sentence could touch the soul of the audience and make them integrate into it.
Could a song really make people cry?
This was not a difficult question to answer. Many people had such experiences.
A good song, a good mood, or an unforgettable memory. When these factors were combined, it was absolutely easy to cry when listening to a song.
However, if one was not in the right mood and did not recall any unforgettable memories, it would be very difficult to make the audience cry with just one song. It would be as difficult as ascending to the heavens.
No matter how sad the song was, the audience was in a good mood. How could they cry?
As long as one wasn't a drama queen, normal people wouldn't be affected by a song.
Unless the singer was very good and used superb singing skills to influence the audience, affect their mood, and affect their emotions.
And Lin Yan was someone who had such superb singing skills.
Lin Yan put down his guitar after finishing the song. When he looked up, he saw that ab and Delilo were already in tears.
Deng Chao and the others opened their mouths wide.
He stood there in a daze.
His face was filled with disbelief…
This result made Lin Yan very gratified and satisfied!
On the one hand, he was satisfied with his grandmaster-level singing ability.
On the other hand, as a singer, the greatest honor was not to win any awards, but to let the audience experience story after story with your singing.
If a singer's voice could cause the audience's emotions to fluctuate, then that singer was a successful singer.
"Is that enough?"
No one answered him.
At this moment, their hearts were in turmoil.
What kind of man was this?
Self-directed and self-directed movie, near-perfect appearance, heavenly voice…
Wasn't this a demon descending to the mortal world?
"Hey!" Lin Yan frowned slightly. This wasn't good. After putting in so much effort, he should at least give a reaction, right?
"Ah... Ah... Oh, my god, Teacher Lin, what is your voice made of?？”
Deng Chao recovered from his shock and said in surprise.
"What can it be made of? Could it be made of iron…?”Lin Yan rolled his eyes and said speechlessly.
"F * ck, what kind of fairy song did I just listen to?？”Chen He also came back to his senses and said exaggeratedly.
"What song is this?"
Dilero took a tissue and wiped the tears off her face.
Everyone shook their heads.
"I don't know. Little Lu has done music before. Has Little Lu heard of it?”Deng Chao asked.
Lu Han shook her head." No, I haven't heard of it at all."”
"Where's ab?" Deng Chao turned around and asked.
"Don't ask, I wrote it myself." Lin Yan smiled.”
As soon as he finished speaking, it was like a clap of thunder on the ground, and the private room instantly exploded!
"Me? Teacher Lin, did I hear wrongly? This was…This, this…Did you write the song yourself?"
"F * ck, I won't believe it even if you beat me to death. Impossible, impossible!”Big black yak Li Chen shook his head and said.
"It's true. I searched the internet, but I couldn't find anything…" Dilero's mouth opened in disbelief.
What kind of god was this guy?
It was already shocking enough that he wrote, directed, and acted by himself…
In the end, he could even compose, play, and sing?？
Everyone in the boy band:
Heavens!
What kind of monster was this?
"Teacher Lin…No, no, no. Immortal Lin, what's the name of this song?”Deng Chao smacked his lips and asked.
The others also looked at Lin Yan curiously.
"The wind is blowing."
Lin Yan turned his head slightly and spoke in a calm voice.
...
In the hotel.
Deliluo lay on the bed, burying her face in the pillow, her fair and slender legs moving up and down.
"Aaa So handsome! Wuwuwu!"
Suddenly.
Dilero sat up.
He took out his phone from his bag and dialed Yang Mi's number.
Others might not know, but she knew it very well.
Sister Mi would definitely not be so concerned about a man for no reason. She would not be so worried about him when she went out…
Unless, the two of them had an affair!
Deliluo took a deep breath to calm herself down.
"Hey, what's wrong?" After the call was connected, Yang Mi's slightly childish voice came from the phone.
"Yang Mi, I want to declare war on you!”
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