He was wearing a windbreaker.
A guitar.
Under his slender figure, his long legs were tall and strong.
His back was straight and he stood upright.
As the person appeared, a cold aura filled the air.
It was worthy of being called the Orchid and Jade Tree!
He walked over step by step.
The lights focused on the person who had just arrived.
At this moment, he seemed to have arrived with light, bringing with him a galaxy of stars.
In everyone's eyes, it was shining brightly.
As he approached.
Dressed in white, he looked even more graceful and otherworldly.
The light shone on her body, making her look like an angel who had fallen into the mortal world.
When he got closer, he revealed his true appearance.
His slightly green and handsome facial features were revealed, and his refined temperament suddenly changed.
He had sword-like eyebrows, starry eyes, and a high nose bridge.
She's so beautiful!
It was filled with protein!
The aura of youth and vitality!
In an instant, a strong sense of youth hit him in the face.
Everyone seemed to see the school hunk who had been branded in their youth, the handsome and cold top student in the class, or the big boy next door who was their childhood sweetheart.
Step by step, exuding the scent of youth!
Every move was filled with the taste of love!
Whether it was backstage or at the venue, many people were in a daze.
They seemed to have met their first love in their memories.
"Qingchun!"
Hong Tao looked at the person who had arrived and smiled emotionally.
"This young man has exceeded my expectations. He has just appeared and has already given me such a big surprise!”
Let's not talk about anything else.
Just this clean, neat, pure, and sunny appearance.
No one could compare to his looks and youthfulness.
It was enough to make it one of the highlights of the show.
Looking around, he saw the stunned audience, He Jiong, and then glanced at Liang Qiaobo, who was dumbfounded.
The corners of Hong Tao's mouth curled up in a smug manner.
"He is…Chen Changfeng!"
"You invited him!"
Hong Tao squinted at Liang Qiaobo. He didn't ask his old friend how he knew Chen Changfeng.
After all, this old fellow was not as busy as him.
He was so bored!
Chen Changfeng had become very popular recently.
It would be weird if Liang Qiaobo, a veteran fan of the Sound of Fighting, didn't know.
"Are you stupid?"
"Stunned!"
"You must be shocked!"
"This is exactly what I wanted!”
"Just wait and see!"
"This is just the beginning. It's time to witness a miracle!”
Hong Tao was full of vigor, his chest puffed out and his spirits were high.
"Why are you always scolding me?”
"You're shouting that the Raid Singer isn't good enough!”
"This time, prepare to receive the storm!”
His expression was so smug that it was as if all the pores on his body were baring their fangs and brandishing their claws.
Liang Qiaobo gritted his teeth.
He deserved a beating!
He snorted coldly and turned his head to stare at the stage.
He didn't notice that Hong Tao heaved a sigh of relief the moment he turned his head.
His clenched fists were slightly sweaty.
"Chen Changfeng, don't disappoint me!”
On the surface, he pretended to be confident in Chen Changfeng, but in fact, he was panicking inside.
He knew that Chen Changfeng's ability was much stronger than the other surprise singers.
Even though she was inexperienced, the stage of A Singer was more about ability.
However, compared to Han Hong, it felt like…
he was still a little lacking!
Weaker!
He had thought that Chen Changfeng was a smart person.
They would choose one of Zhang Jie, Huahua, and Deng Ziqi to launch a surprise attack.
It was a battle of equals.
It became the highlight of the first surprise attack since the show started broadcasting.
It was said that persimmons should be picked on the soft ones!
However, he had obviously overestimated Chen Changfeng's intelligence.
Of all people, he had to pick Han Hong, who had the toughest bones, the most iron head, and the most half-moon body.
Wasn't this the toilet lighting-looking for shit (death)!
"He's young and impetuous!"
"The number of beatings is still small.”
"I only hope that you can make this last surprise attack a little more exciting.”
As for winning?
Now, Hong Tao didn't have much hope.
As long as Chen Changfeng unleashed his strength and suppressed the other surprise singers, he would be able to occupy a significant number of votes in the head-to-head battle with Han Hong. He would not die too miserably.
This round of surprise attack could turn the tables on the stage of the game.
……………………………………………………
…
A sharp female voice rang out from the audience.
Piercing the clouds.
It shook everyone's eardrums and caused them to feel a slight pain.
Good fellow!
If one ignored the comfort and pleasantness of this audience member's high notes, he could compete with Han Hong.
He wiped the cold sweat off his forehead.
However, it also successfully woke everyone up. Immediately, many people exclaimed.
"It's Chen Dada!"
"Motherf * cker! Chen Dada actually came! I just had a dream yesterday, and today, my dream has come true!”
"I'm drunk! This immortal's beauty has stirred up the young girl's heart that this old man has hidden for many years!”
"Singer is awesome this time! He actually invited Big Boss!"
"Who is he? She's really good-looking!"
"You don't even know him. He's the most popular person on the Internet recently. He sang four ballads and the first golden song. He's a walking classic maker and a new generation of ballads mogul!”
"Bro, didn't you just get internet connection?”
He
Jiong was also overjoyed.
He turned to look at Hong Tao.
"They moved so fast!"
"We really invited him!”
Backstage.
A certain staff member also wiped off his cold sweat.
He was the person who went to the airport to pick up Chen Changfeng and his sister yesterday.
The woman who screamed like a sea lion was his girlfriend.
In the singers 'lounge.
Deng Ziqi pouted, his eyes widened, and he stood up from the sofa.
"It's actually him!"
"The little brother from the street is actually here!”
Zhang Jie was surprised, as if he had just escaped death.
"Impressive!"
"The production team actually invited him!”
"It was completely hidden!"
"Director Hong Tao, you're really being stingy!”
"Fortunately, he challenged Sister Han Hong. Otherwise, he would be in trouble!”
Although Flowey did not speak, she nodded in agreement.
"Who's the street guy?"
"Is it very strong?"
Han Hong was stunned.
Looking at the reactions of the people around her, it seemed that she was the only one who knew nothing about the person who had come.
No, there was one more person.
Han Hong's gaze landed on the old man beside her.
Han Lei!
He was even older than her.
He definitely did not know.
Perhaps it was because he felt the contempt in Han's eyes, or perhaps it was because he wanted to get along with the others, or perhaps it was for some other reason.
Han Lei shook his head and showed off in front of Han Hong like he had dropped a book.
"This kid is called Chen Changfeng.”
"Eighteen years old, unmarried, single.”
"The song has been sung…"
"The song has been called by the netizens as the new generation, the most outstanding ballad composer and singer!"”
...
Bala!
Han Hong was stunned when she heard that. Then, she looked straight at Chen Changfeng on the stage.
She took out her phone and played the song "City" on Kugou Music Platform.
His expression gradually turned solemn.
Her ability was not inferior to the Diva of the music industry, and she might even surpass it.
Naturally, he could hear more different things.
This new era's folk song big shot had terrifying strength!
She glanced at Han Lei from the corner of her eye and saw him smiling at her gloatingly.
Han Hong's face darkened.
Han Lei was not weaker than her.
If she could tell, so could he.
Thinking up to this point, Han Hong glared fiercely at this mischievous big brother who could drive people crazy.
Then, he focused on the screen.
On the stage.
Chen Changfeng walked to the center of the stage.
He was extremely excited.
He should be standing on a professional stage like this.
Just by standing there, his entire body emitted a surging fighting spirit.
He chose Han Hong.
He didn't even think about it.
It was only because music could not tolerate retreat and balance.
He wanted to fight!
Fight the strongest!
This is the respect for music!
He nodded at the music team.
It indicated that they were ready.
The surrounding lights gradually dimmed, leaving only the soft light shining on him.
He became the only light in the darkness.
He took a deep breath.
Chen Changfeng closed his eyes slightly. When he opened them again, his entire aura had changed.
If only he had looked like the school hunk just now.
Now, he was a young man from head to toe.
She became the first love in everyone's eyes.
He sat on the chair.
He placed the guitar in front of him.
Chen Changfeng stretched out his fingers that were even more perfect than top-notch hand models and casually flicked them.
In an instant, a lively and beautiful melody drifted out.
It was simple, clean, and heady.
The moment it appeared, it was like a clear spring flowing down from a deserted mountain, flowing into the hearts of all the listeners.
Good is like water, purifying all things.
It took away their accumulated worries and impetuousness, and actually allowed them to break free from the continuous high-pitched bombardment. They completely walked out of the artistic conception of the song created by Han Hong and entered another world.
This was an artistic conception fabricated by Chen Changfeng.
It was the charm of his songs.
Fresh and refined.
The people who heard the song could not help but quieten down.
In a trance, they seemed to have smelled the fragrance of grass and the fragrance of the poplar trees on campus.
The laughter of boys and girls chasing each other could be vaguely heard.
It was
the unique taste of youth.
As the melody got better, the corners of Chen Changfeng's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a sunny smile.
A clean and simple song sounded.
"I thought I dreamed of you leaving
me, and I woke up from crying
to see if the night wind blew past the windowsill
and whether you could feel my love
…"
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…The author was trying her best to adjust her state of mind to ensure that she would not drag out her writing. The rhythm was fast.
Crying for the readers 'collections, flowers, and comments, the statistics were too pathetic.
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