"A new song? Is he singing a new rap song?" Jiang Yan's expression became interesting.
"There's actually a new song. He hadn't made any moves after 'Taste of Summer'. Finally, he had a new song. He was looking forward to it.”Huo Feifei's eyes sparkled as she could not help but let out a short breath of summer air.
"I wonder if it'll be another hit.”Jiang Yan still recognized Chen Ping 'an's strength and did not diss him.
The bullet comments in the live broadcast room became active again.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, a new song."
"Hehe, don't have too high of an expectation. If Chen Pingan could still write a blockbuster, he would have done so long ago. I guess his so-called new song's standard isn't that good.”
"Prince Charming An isn't out of ideas. Better quality than quantity, understand? Prince Charming An would never take out a piece of work that was just to make up the numbers. He pursued perfection very much.”
"That's right! I'm cheering for my idol…"
"Prince Charming An! Hahaha…"
Zhou Tianming quickly brought the guitar from the villa. Chen Ping 'an took it and gently stroked the strings. After making sure that the sound was fine, he said,""Then I'll start?"
Lan Yu and the others nodded.
The air suddenly quieted down. The guests waited quietly to hear Chen Ping 'an's new song.
Only Zhou Tianming was looking forward to Chen Ping 'an's embarrassment.
Chen Ping 'an took a deep breath and quickly got into the zone, strumming the guitar…
A soothing melody sounded. He was immersed in the world of music and sang,
"A person as good as me
Should have lived a brilliant life
How come in the end after twenty years
Still floating in the sea of people
……”
Chen Ping 'an's voice was a little hoarse because of his throat. Before he transmigrated, he was very touched by this song.
After graduating from an unknown university, he became a programmer in a small company. He received an ordinary salary and lived an ordinary life. He experienced the emotions, confusion, and unwillingness that most young people had.
In order to earn more overtime pay, he worked overtime until midnight every day.
At the same time, the experience of the original owner of this body was more compatible with this song.
From a promising new singer to a singer whose voice was broken and fell from the sky to the bottom of the valley.
She could have enjoyed the applause and praise under the spotlight right now.
She could have led a bright and beautiful life.
However, he was still struggling to make a living.
As he sang, Chen Ping 'an could not help but be immersed in the memories and emotions of the two souls. The emotional rendering of the song instantly reached its peak.
"A lost person like me
People like me who are looking for
People like me who are mediocre
How many people have you seen?
……”
Confusion and exploration were probably what every young person was experiencing or had experienced.
In the bustling city of high-rise buildings, the lights were red, the traffic was heavy, and the passersby were in a hurry.
The liveliness belonged to someone else.
He was alone in the hustle and bustle.
Some people used their last bit of stubbornness just to have a place to stay in this place where every inch of land was expensive.
Some people blocked their youth, but in the end, they could only carry their luggage and leave in a sorry state.
"A lonely person like me
A fool like me
People like me who don't want to be ordinary
how many people in the world
People like me who don't make sense
Will anyone feel sorry for you?"
Chen Ping 'an slowly played the last note. His eyes were already wet.
At this moment,
The guests were silent.
Even Zhou Tianming, who was competing with Chen Ping 'an, could not help but lower his head. He was infected.
In the studio, Jiang Yan's eyes were warm." What did he go through to write such a song? It was as if I could see myself from many years ago.”
" I graduated from an unknown school. I wasn't tall and my image wasn't good. Everyone said that I couldn't be a host. At that time, I wanted to give up countless times…"
Jiang Yan felt sad when he thought of his past experiences, and his voice could not help but choke up.
"I'm not afraid that you'll laugh at me, but I often cry secretly at night.”
Huo Feifei had heard some of Jiang Yan's stories and admired him. She didn't know what to say and fell silent.
At this moment, the bullet comments in the live broadcast room had already covered the screen:
"Prince Charming An is singing about himself, so sad.”
" Yeah, it seems to be his experience. From glory to being forgotten, from pride to doubting himself…"
"I want to cry."
"I'm already crying…Who isn't a mediocre person?”
"Prince Charming An, our hearts ache for you! I'll be with you forever!"
"I'm singing about the current me, lost and helpless…"
[Love you: I gave Chen Ping 'an a rocket!]”
[The little fairy who sprained her ankle gave Chen Ping 'an a rocket!]”
[A Little Sweet Chrysanthemum: I gave Chen Ping 'an a super rocket!]”
[A Little Sweet Chrysanthemum: I gave Chen Ping 'an a super rocket!]”
[A Little Sweet Chrysanthemum: I gave Chen Ping 'an a super rocket!]”
……
A Little Sweet Chrysanthemum sent out ten super rockets in a row and became Chen Ping 'an's number one fan.
"F * ck, he's a tycoon! One super rocket cost 2000 yuan, so ten of them would cost 20,000 yuan!”
"Brother Chrysanthemum, let me hug your thigh.”
"If you dare to hit (hug) Brother Chrysanthemum, no!! Let me do it!"
"Hahahaha, this ID is amazing!”
In addition to the sweet chrysanthemum, there were hundreds of audience members who gave Chen Pingan gifts.
Chen Ping 'an's popularity skyrocketed.
"Ding! 10,000 popularity points achieved. Congratulations to the host for completing the mission.”
"Congratulations to the host for obtaining the Perfect Voice Potion and the Random Lottery Card.”
"It's done just like that?" Chen Ping 'an's emotions were pulled back by the system's voice.
Reaching 10,000 popularity points was much faster than he had imagined.
Today was only the first day of the show.
Lan Yu, Zhang Ze, and the others gradually came back to their senses.
However, they had also put in a lot of effort before this.
Chen Ping 'an's song.
Chen Ping 'an's words.
He let them see him and think of his emotions.
"You made me cry." Lan Yu wiped her tears. How many people could understand the loneliness and sadness that dancers had to experience? In order to maintain her figure, she couldn't eat her favorite barbecue or hotpot…
Zhang Ze was touched, but he could control his emotions very well. He patted Chen Ping 'an's shoulder and said,""You will definitely get better and better."
"Here, moisten your throat with lozenges. Your throat is hoarse.”Wang Kexin's eyes were red as she took out a box of mint-flavored lozenges from her small bag.
"Thank you." Chen Ping 'an took it and said gratefully. After singing, his throat felt a little hot.
The lozenges were like timely rain, and he immediately stuffed one into his mouth.
On the other hand, Zhou Tianming did not argue anymore. On the one hand, he was shocked by Chen Pingan's song. On the other hand, he realized that he had personally made everything happen. Now, Lan Yu looked at Chen Pingan with a hint of admiration.
After enjoying the night breeze in the garden for a while, Zhang Ze suggested,"It's ten o'clock. Everyone, go back to your rooms.”
"Alright." The six of them hurriedly packed up and returned to their rooms.
Chen Ping 'an and Zhang Ze had just entered the room when they saw a mission card on the table:
"Congratulations on staying in the romantic cottage. For the seven days of your stay, you can write a letter to the opposite sex at ten o'clock every night to express your feelings and send it to the love mailbox.”
"It's time for the letter writing segment." Jiang Yan said.
"How exciting!" Huo Feifei guessed," I think Zhang Ze and Chen Xi will definitely write to each other. It's obvious that they like each other."”
" Zhou Tianming will probably write it to Lan Yu, but Lan Yu will probably write it to Chen Ping 'an…" Jiang Yan continued the conversation.
"Kexin will probably write to Chen Ping 'an too, right?”Huo Feifei had an intuition.
" Wouldn't Zhou Tianming be very miserable?" Jiang Yan frowned." No female guests wrote to him.”
"That can't be helped. Who asked my Prince Charming An to be too outstanding?”Huo Feifei instantly became Chen Ping 'an's fangirl." But who would Prince Charming An write to?”
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