A lone hero, I became the King of Masked Singers!
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Nonsense!

This was the moment.

Wang Xin commented on Ye Tian's behavior.

Even if the two of them had been best friends for many years, he still had to say this.

Let's not talk about anything else.

Just changing the song at the last minute was too risky.

A talent show was not a concert.

It wasn't a performance.

Whether it was the concept of the song or the meaning of the lyrics, they were actually not important to a talent show.

The audience didn't care about this at all.

They only knew if the song could make people's blood boil or if they were immersed in it.

Otherwise…

It was to see if the singer could sing high notes and show off his skills.

For example.

If Ye Tian were to sing a patriotic song that everyone was familiar with, perhaps the audience would be excited.

However, he had to sing an original song that she had never heard of before. This made it difficult for her to blend in.

Moreover…

Wang Xin understood Ye Tian.

He had never liked to show off his skills when he sang. He preferred to sing in a straightforward manner.

In other words.

If nothing unexpected happened, his song would probably still be the same.

"We're done for!"

Wang Xin slapped his forehead and muttered to himself.

She had finally made up her mind to save enough money to participate in this talent show, hoping to fulfill her dream of becoming a star.

It looked like he was going to fail again.

However, what he did not notice was…

The moment the prelude sounded, the expressions of the audience and judges below the stage changed.

………………

In fact.

When the audience and judges saw Ye Tian play the first button, many of them shook their heads.

It was very unprofessional.

Moreover, he didn't find the correct rhythm. There were too many flaws in a single action or detail.

It looked like…

This was the first time he was playing the piano.

Otherwise, how could he play like this?

In fact, they were right.

Ye Tian was indeed nervous.

At first, his playing technique was rather jerky. He was not familiar with it, and there was even a slight tremble.

As time passed, he actually began to slowly become familiar with it. In the end, it actually became somewhat natural.

The speed of his playing also began to increase.

Sometimes, it felt strange.

Once a person had a feeling.

No matter what he did, it was very easy.

Gradually,

The discussion in the studio stopped.

The girls took out their phones and started recording Ye Tian on stage.

There were also a few elderly people who seemed to have thought of something. They occasionally nodded and occasionally closed their eyes.

Although the people's actions were different.

But no one doubted Ye Tian's song anymore.

They were all admiring it.

He was enjoying this melody that he had never heard before.

……………………

"They are all brave."

"The wound on your forehead, your difference, your mistake.”

"There's no need to hide."

"Your worn-out doll, your mask, your ego.”

"They said that they would bring light and tame every monster.”

"They said that you have to be stitched up. No one loves The Clown.”

"Why can't loneliness be glorious?"

"Only the imperfect are worthy of praise!”

As Ye Tian sang, everyone's eyes turned to him.

Ye Tian's epic singing, coupled with his heavenly voice, instantly reached full marks for his stage performance.

He sat there like a newborn sun, causing everyone to lose their luster in an instant.

"Who said that a person covered in mud is not a hero?”

"I love you, walking alone in the dark alley."

"I love the way you don't kneel."

"I love you more than despair."

"You don't want to cry."

"I love your tattered clothes."

"Yet you dare to block the spear of fate."

"I love that you're so similar to me."

"The gaps are all the same."

"Are we going? Is it worthy? This tattered cloak."

"Fight? Fight, with the humblest dream."

"To the whimpers and roars of the night.”

"Who said that standing in the light is a hero?”

In the music, the audience could hear a whimper in Ye Tian's voice.

They did not know why.

However, he could deeply feel that the person sitting on the stage seemed to be crying.

Lonely and unsung.

You can't be called a hero even if you're covered in mud.

The lyrics seemed to imply something.

Just as Ye Tian had said.

Those lone wolves hiding in the darkness.

No one knew their names.

Their achievements would last forever.

There was no such thing as a peaceful time. It was just that someone was carrying a heavy burden for us in the dark.

In this era.

People cared more about how much wealth someone had.

He paid more attention to the gossip about a certain celebrity.

It was even to the extent that…

A certain internet celebrity streamer was fined a few hundred million yuan, but she was still on the trending news.

However, no one cared about the death of an academician who had saved countless patients.

But at this moment.

Everyone who was listening to Ye Tiange's singing finally realized something.

Who was protecting their beautiful life now?

As for Ye Tian.

Tears were already streaming down her face.

No one could understand this loneliness better than him…

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