In the recording hall that was filled with singing.
A burst of suppressed sobs rang out continuously, and sorrow spread everywhere.
When the piano interlude sounded, Yuan Feng opened his eyes under the cold spotlight.
At this moment, looking down from his angle.
The entire arc-shaped auditorium was filled with tearful faces.
Tears streaked across her cheeks, falling to the ground or into the paper.
Tears welled up in her red eyes, and an indescribable pain was revealed at this moment.
"Can I send you home? It might rain outside.”
"Can I give you a hug as a friend?”
"I couldn't help but hug you from behind.”
"Just treat it as a joke.”
“……”
Yuan Feng reached out his hand under the spotlight and slowly closed his eyes.
His depressed voice was not loud, but at this moment, it seemed to be able to pierce through the hall and tear apart the night outside.
At this moment, the sound of the cello came in again.
Guitars, pianos, drums, bass, and all other instruments began to play together.
The voice in the speaker suddenly became louder.
It was as if the person who stayed behind used all his strength to ask the last sentence when the other party was about to leave.
"Can you give me your left hand and hold you to the other side of the road?”
"I'll be like before, watching the cars coming and going.”
"The distance between us wrinkled.”
"Quickly revert to the appearance of a passerby.”
"The more polite you are, the more scared I am."
"A gentleman must be able to let go…"
When the last word was sung, someone finally couldn't hold it in anymore.
It was a young man with delicate features. He wore glasses and a white T-shirt.
He was young and looked like a college student from a nearby school.
Touching the head, hugging, and holding hands were all ways of expressing love at his age.
However, it was unknown what he thought of now, and a heart-wrenching wail sounded.
Can you give me your left hand and hold you to the other side of the road?
When they were in love, this should have been the most, most common thing.
You didn't even need to ask. You just held her hand and ran to the other side while the car was still far away.
However, even this small action had become a step over.
Hearing about love, nine out of ten people were sad.
On-site, the judges, the audience, and the backstage staff.
Everyone was immersed in the image created by the song. They struggled but could not get rid of the pain.
"I miss breaking up and meeting again. These three songs of his are f * cking soap operas. I'm f * cking crying to death!”
"I was just about to go look for Xiaohui, but now I don't dare to go because of his singing. What if she was serious when she took half a step back?”
"Wuwuwu, big brother, stop talking. I have a f * cking picture!”
"This dog, he dug my heart out! How dare he! Did he sleep with his ex-girlfriend again these past two days?!”
"It must be. He must have met his ex-girlfriend and wanted to touch her head. She took half a step back, and he felt uncomfortable, so he dragged us into it!”
"F * ck, this damn Yuan Feng. I'm so depressed, I'm so uncomfortable!”
"I feel that if Yuan Feng walks out one day, I might not be able to!”
"What is a gentleman? It turns out that you can't say love in front of the person you love, and you can't hold hands. That's because you have to be elegant and talk properly…"
At the same time, the online audience was also in an uproar.
Although they were not present, the sadness they felt was no less than that of the audience.
There were even people who dared to listen to music with earphones. They were crying so hard that they could not breathe.
"My uncle is crying, my uncle is actually crying too!”
"He said that he had been killing pigs all his life, and his hands were full of blood. He had not cried since he was eight years old, but now he is crying even more miserably than me.”
"Brother, is it because of our aunt?”
"I don't know. He won't say. No, he's already crying so much that he can't speak.”
"Bro above, Mr. Tree from our village is crying too. I thought he didn't know anything, but he actually has someone he likes.”
"My dad is hugging my mom and crying. He said that they almost broke up back then.”
"Yuan Feng really deserves to die. He dragged us to feel it together the moment he was injured. He's simply asking for his life!”
"Is Yuan Feng's ex-girlfriend watching? Even if we don't reconcile, don't take half a step back. Let him touch our heads. We really can't take it!”
"That's right. Let him hold hands and cross the road. If you don't hold hands and cross the road, I'll feel so uncomfortable that I feel like I'm lying on the road and being run over by a car!”
She cried and shouted.
However, no matter how sad the atmosphere was, Yuan Feng's song was finally over.
At this moment, the four judges on the stage were already crying their eyes out.
One was pounding the table, while the other was clutching his chest.
One was biting the back of his hand, while the other was covering his face.
It was not until the very end that the director kept pressing the reminder device in the backstage that the four judges managed to control themselves.
"Yuan Feng, thank you for your performance."
"You're welcome."
Tan Jing sobbed and rubbed her eyes."Have you seen your ex-girlfriend recently?”
Yuan Feng paused for a moment and said indifferently,"Not really."
"Then how could you write such a song?”
"I had a dream last night."
As soon as he finished speaking, the audience burst into tears again.
Oh my god, this man won't let us off even in his dreams.
Whenever he felt uncomfortable, he would drag the audience along with him.
Devil, he was simply a devil.
At this moment, Long Danni suddenly gave Tan Jing a look.
When Tan Jing saw this, she immediately woke up from a dream and remembered the most important thing.
They had discussed it backstage before. The judges also wanted to maintain their reputation. They couldn't be manipulated by Yuan Feng every time.
Therefore, they had to decide on a theme for the next episode.
In other words, if someone wanted to sing a sad love song, they had to follow their theme.
This rule seemed to restrict everyone, but it was actually prepared for Yuan Feng.
What was Tan Jing's mission?
He was asking Yuan Feng if he had ever been a bootlicker.
If he didn't, then he definitely wouldn't be able to understand the bootlicker, and he wouldn't be able to write heart-wrenching lyrics as a bootlicker.
This way, no matter how good his singing was or how depressed his voice was, they would not cry to this extent.
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