I Can't Get Hurt from Singing, I'm So Awkward That I Have Goosebumps!
Zhou Mang was finally about to go on stage!
In a residential area.
Her daughter opened the window and shouted towards the park below,"Mom, it's Zhou Mang's turn!"
"Mom-"
He shouted loudly, but there was no response.
The music for the square dance below was too loud.
She could only call him.
" Who is singing, warming up the loneliness?"
The bell rang.
Aunt Zhou finally snapped out of her daze.
"Aiyo, it's my daughter. She must be singing at Zhou Mang's place.”
She quickly packed her things and prepared to go home.
"Aiyo, is Zhou Mang going to sing? Then I'm going home too."
"I can't miss Zhou Mang's stage. Quick, quick, quick.”
A dozen aunties quickly packed their things.
It was as if it was raining and she had to go home to pack her things.
A few seconds later.
The square dancing aunties in the park ran away.
Not a single person was left.
The passers-by were speechless.
Was he in a hurry to go home and turn off the gas?
...
The alarm clock of the old man walking the dog rang.
An hour had passed.
It must be Zhou Mang who was about to go on stage.
Sir System instantly perked up.
Take a walk? Walking the dog?
It was not important! What was important was Zhou Mang's singing!
"Wang Wang, let's go." First Master ran home with the dog.
But the dog refused to listen.
It made him drag his feet." Wang Wang, be good. Your father is going to watch Zhou Mang sing!”
"Zhou Mang, Zhou Mang, Zhou Mang!"
This level of effort made the passers-by gasp in amazement.
Did Zhou Mang drug these uncles and aunties?
The passers-by did not understand, but he was shocked.
......
"Grandfather, Zhou Mang is going on stage!"
Uncle Zhang, who was playing chess with the other grandpas in the neighborhood, heard his grandson's shout.
He immediately reacted.
He stopped playing chess.
"I'm going back."
"Hey, hey, hey, Old Zhang, you're not done yet.”
"That's right. What stage? What light? Is it more important than playing chess?”
Uncle Zhang waved his hand." What do you know? Zhou Mang, that kid, sings really well. I won't talk to you anymore. It's his turn to go on stage. I'm leaving.”
As soon as he finished speaking, he hurriedly slipped away.
"Hey, hey, Old Zhang.”
The remaining two old men were furious.
She started to feel curious." Who is Zhou Mang?”
"Who knows?"
"It's probably some pretty girl. Otherwise, why would Old Zhang like to look at her so much?”
"That makes sense. Let's go back and take a look.”
“......”
The uncles and aunties rushed home and squatted in front of the screen.
"Zhou Mang, Zhou Mang, I'm here!"
"Fortunately, I ran fast. Otherwise, I would have missed it.”
"What song are you going to sing this time? I'm looking forward to it.”
"My dog dragged me for a long time. I spent a lot of effort to rush back to watch Zhou Mang's performance.”
"Hehe, Zhou Mang's fans really know how to brag.”Hua Chenyu's fans would never miss the comments of these uncles and aunties.
As long as they appeared, Hua Chenyu's fans would definitely jump out and sing a different tune.
"We're on this uncouth street again.”
"Zhou Mang, Zhou Mang, Zhou Mang!"
"There are also people who like those who cheat and buy votes.”
" The shady contestant, Zhou Mang!"
"Royal players!"
The wave of anti-fans from before did not stop.
As long as Zhou Mang appeared, there would definitely be people saying this.
"Darling Zhou Mang is so cute. Why is he buying votes?”
"I can't be bothered to argue with them and affect my mood. I'm looking forward to Zhou Mang going on stage!”
......
At the scene.
Zhou Mang stepped onto the stage under everyone's gaze.
She was still dressed in a non-mainstream manner.
The audience and instructors were already used to it.
"Zhou Mang, is the song you sang an original?”Xue Zhiqian asked the obvious and cued him. Zhishui wanted more of his shots.
"Yes, the original song 'I Can't afford to Hurt.”
This song title gave many people a premonition that it was definitely a song of that style.
The prelude to electronic synthesis sounded.
A strange melody sounded.
It was mixed with the sounds of drums and other instruments.
"Da da"
"I can't afford to be hurt."
Zhou Mang had yet to start singing when a chorus was heard.
It was mixed with cheerful and intense agitation, which was very much like the style of an old disco.
"And there are so many beauties around you."
"But it seems that he only likes me."
"Don't come looking for me after loving each other."
"I always say that you're too busy to accompany me."
"There are a lot of hot girls on your Weibo."
"So I'm just one of them."
“......”
It was no longer a low and hoarse male voice, but a more mature female voice.
Because he had taken the enhanced version of the Golden Throat Lozenges.
Zhou Mang's gender could be switched seamlessly.
It didn't feel out of place at all.
It was as if the person singing was not him.
"Uh, this is too old-fashioned."
"These lyrics are a little non-mainstream.”
"It's indeed quite unreasonable."
"Save me, my toes dug out three castles.”
"Aren't these lyrics the complaints of a resentful woman? Can this be considered a song?"
"Huahua's straightforward and vulgar words are really right.”
"This tune gave me goosebumps.”
"It sounds so uncomfortable. Help!"
In the instructors 'seats.
Zhou Chuanxiong nodded and swayed along with the music.
Xue Zhiqian and Yang Mi looked at each other and lowered their heads in tacit understanding.
Even though he had a good relationship with Zhou Mang.
However, it was undeniable that this song was really old-fashioned.
Xue Zhiqian, in particular, was starting to regret letting Zhou Mang write songs for him.
A song that was tailor-made couldn't be this type, right?
He couldn't sing.
Help!
The lyrics were really old-fashioned.
Yang Mi laughed so hard that she almost convulsed.
This was clearly a love song, but for some reason, she felt that it was very funny.
The lyrics were too…
Hua Chenyu frowned to express her dislike.
His fans also rejected the song.
" How old-fashioned! Help!"
"Are the lyrics serious?"
......
The middle-aged and elderly people did not think so.
"I think it's quite nice. It's very sad.”
The original version of the song used playfulness and frivolity to cover up the sadness behind the story.
Zhou Mang sang in a different style.
"I'm so sad to ask you why"
"Don't tell me I'm not hot enough?"
"I can't afford to hurt you, I really can't afford to hurt you."
"I miss you, I miss you."
He abandoned the original version that had a sense of joy and grandeur.
He sang the sorrow in the lyrics out loud.
The woman's voice sounded even more resentful.
The young people only felt that the tune was not mainstream and the lyrics were straightforward and old-fashioned.
However, the middle-aged and elderly could empathize.
"This song is very realistic. All men are like this.”
This was some cynical middle-aged woman.
The other middle-aged uncles and aunties were also quite sympathetic.
"I think so too. Compared to a song, it's more like a story. It's like writing a person's personal experience.”
"I'm about to cry. Help me."
"This is called empathy. Unknowingly, tears fell.”
"Zhou Mang's songs really hit the nail on the head.”
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