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17 Pain, it was too painful! What the world of loneliness is like, it hurts

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Pain, Too Pain! What the world of loneliness is like, it hurts

"Then, Su Fan, are you the one who wrote the lyrics and composition for this song?”

Old Xue held the script in his hand and looked at the stage expectantly.

"It was me."

After getting a response, Old Xue looked at Hua Chenyu.

"Then please begin. I look forward to your next performance!”

Old Xue said.

The comments also started to boil.

"It's finally Little Brother's turn. It was really torturous listening to Hertz sing just now. I wonder why someone would like a sound system.”

" Cheering for the autistic brother. I hope that he can defeat Hertz again. Capital is really too despicable.”

"This time, it's a battle between talent and capital. If Hertz really wins, then I'll never watch this show again.”

……

As the comments continued.

Su Fan slowly walked onto the stage.

Due to long-term anorexia, he was very thin.

In addition to his height, he was 1.83 meters tall.

In the eyes of the audience, that figure looked like a bamboo pole.

But even so.

His body was unusually straight.

Standing in the center of the stage, he was like a pine tree, standing firmly there.

Su Fan didn't sing immediately.

Instead, she lowered her head and stood on stage to adjust her emotions.

"Undersea" was a very depressing song.

He needed to put in that kind of despair to sing that kind of song.

The story of the song was about a depressed patient who was determined to die and eventually fell into the sea.

"Ding! Detected that the host is about to sing! Immersive special effect activated!"

A familiar voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

[Immersive: It can make the audience feel the same way!]

The system's voice didn't affect Su Fan.

In the next moment.

Su Fan slowly raised his head and looked at the spotlight in front of him.

The blinding white light from the spotlights made people's eyes uncomfortable.

But he did not close his eyes.

He did not avoid the spotlight at all.

At this moment.

Her face, which was covered by her hair, was not hidden at all in the eyes of the audience.

Many of the audience members in front of the cameras were stunned.

What kind of face was this?

His face was pale and devoid of blood. Dark circles could be seen around his eyes, but his eyes were abnormally bright.

Countless comments appeared on the bullet screen.

"Oh my God, Little Brother looks so haggard and skinny!”

"Autism is like this. Usually, it is accompanied by anorexia. In serious cases, you don't even want to eat anything.”

"No wonder Little Brother sings so melancholically. He sings about the world he lives in!”

"I really want to hug you. I hope you'll be happy for the rest of your life.”

"Although he looks weak, he's also abnormally handsome. I love him so much.”

……

Under the expectant gazes of the audience.

Su Fan said slowly.

The scattered moonlight pierced through the clouds.

As soon as he opened his mouth, it was a mid-high note.

The eyes of the audience lit up.

Below the stage, Old Xue rubbed his hands excitedly.

He had a hunch that this song could be compared to the existence of relieving sorrow.

Immediately after, the voice on the stage continued.

"Hiding from the crowd, spreading out like the scales of the sea.”

"The waves wet your white dress and tried to push you back.”

"The waves wash away the blood, hoping to warm you.”

"Listen to the depths of the sea, whose cries are guiding.”

"The soul has entered silence, and no one will wake you up.”

As the song slowly spread out.

Everyone felt a desolate and sorrowful aura.

And…despair.

At this moment.

Everyone felt as if an ocean had appeared in front of them. On the shore where the waves were rolling, there was a person standing on the shore.

That person's face was filled with despair. His eyes were lifeless, and there was no emotion on his face. There was only numbness.

At this moment, he was slowly walking deeper into the sea.

He could empathize with her.

Everyone felt a sense of despair growing in their hearts.

Some of the audience members had tears in their eyes.

Immediately after.

The rhythm of the song became faster.

"You like the salty smell of the sea breeze, stepping on wet gravel.”

"You said people's ashes should be scattered in the sea.”

"You're asking me where I'll go after I die?"

"Whether there is anyone who loves you or not, can the world no longer exist?”

"She always likes to smile at cold people.”

"The people on the shore all look like they have nothing to do with it.”

"There's no nostalgia in the human world.”

……

At this moment.

The bullet comments between the programs on the major platforms became extremely rare.

A technical staff member who was managing the background watched as the bullet comments in the live broadcast room decreased by more than half.

She quickly found the director who was watching the show.

"Director, is there a problem with our equipment? Why are there so few bullet comments?”

The director's eyes were red from listening to the song.

He immediately said in a bad mood.

"Everyone is listening to the song. Who has the time to send bullet comments? Pay attention to the backstage and go do your thing.”

The technical staff scratched his head and looked at the director who was wiping his tears and snot with a tissue.

He was a little puzzled.

"Is this program that touching…"

……

At the same time.

At the venue of the Tomorrow's Child program.

At this moment, the audience felt that the person who was about to walk to the surface of the sea was getting further and further away, and his body was about to be submerged by the sea.

There were people coming and going on the shore, but even if those people saw the person who was about to jump into the sea, they were indifferent.

Extreme despair.

The girl who was about to jump into the sea, the person who was ignored on the shore, and the dark sky.

Sorrow, despair, coldness, indifference.

All the elements were mixed together to form the picture of all living beings.

As the chorus played for a short while.

The comments of the audience appeared on the bullet screen again.

"Wow! Just now, I really cried listening to it. What kind of godly song is this!”

"This song seems to be a story, a story about jumping into the sea.”

"What is the world of autistic people like? That is too painful.”

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