"What is the reason?" Li Kexin lifted the attack mode.

Ping Xiang Liuying breathed a sigh of relief and said, "My mother has forced me to practice martial arts since I was a child, and I have been practicing basic skills, which has affected my growth. ”

"Huh?" Li Kexin was taken aback: "Then I won't study, I still want to grow up." ”

Wang Zi'an couldn't help but reprimand Pingxiang Liuying: "What kind of crooked reasoning do you have, don't mislead the children, it must be caused by the training intensity that your mother gave you, do you see Fairy Liu and Song Qianqian practicing dance since childhood, affecting their growth?"

"I don't care, I'm short anyway. "Pingxiang Liuzakura is depressed, and at the same time has a stomach full of resentment towards her mother.

Thinking about it, it should be what Sansan said, she practiced martial arts when she was only five or six years old, and the intensity of training was a nightmare of her childhood.

Wang Zi'an said to Li Kexin: "Kexin, don't be afraid, whether it is practicing martial arts or dancing, basic skills are conducive to the growth and development of children." ”

It is true that if a child goes to a formal dance training institution to learn the basic skills of dance, it will not affect the growth of the child.

The basic skills of dance are mostly outward stretching and stretching of limbs, and many times children are required to run and jump, which is conducive to children's growth and development.

However, when children are practicing basic skills, the incorrect teaching process of teachers and parents will affect children's bone development.

For example, when you first start learning, only children who are born with very good flexibility can split it at once, and most children need to take it slowly.

However, some parents are very strict with their children, feeling that the basic skills are forced out, and they ask their children to "snap" and open their legs directly, but the children can't do it, and they press their shoulders with their hands, which hurts so much that the children shed tears, which is a very wrong approach!

"Then I won't study either. Li Kexin waved her hand, and she listened to Pingxiang Liuying's words.

Wang Zi'an glared at Pingxiang Liuying, just like your mother, she won't take children.

No wonder he rebelled and ran away from home after graduating from junior high school.

When Wang Zi'an is ready, it will be his turn to play.

In fact, his style is very simple, just like in normal life, with no exaggerated hairstyle, no zombie face, and no gorgeous stage costumes.

He had his hair groomed, plain jeans, a neat T-shirt, and very casual shoes.

When the staff came to invite Wang Zi'an, Li Ke on the stage stopped performing.

"Here, in addition to thanking the team behind me, I would like to thank one person. Li Ke stood in the center of the stage: "Without him, I may not be able to hold a concert this year, without him, tonight's Red Pavilion may only have seven or eight percent of the attendance." ”

"Whew~"

"Three-three!"

"Three-three!"

Many viewers at the scene understood and shouted out the name that only Wang Zi'an's fans would shout.

There was one, and there were ten.

In the end, the whole venue was shouting "three three" in unison, which was deafening.

"That's right, it's Sansan, cousin. Li Ke smiled, wiping his sweat with a tissue, the song just now was really hard.

got Li Ke's confirmation, and the audience became even more sensational.

Wang Zi'an's fans were in tears.

After three years, Sansan is back on the stage.

The first stage of Wang Zian's comeback is very precious to fans.

Many of the audience present tonight are indeed coming for him.

Before the live webcast, I don't know how many musicians are paying attention.

"Li Ke sang "Red Sun" just now, according to the regular program, the king of Pingyang must have a song that can be supported, otherwise the effect of the program will be greatly reduced. ”

"Likeker said that it shook the world, but I want to hear how shocking it was. ”

"King Pingyang is very confident. ”

Netizens.

"Made, it's finally coming out!"

"I want to see how to shake the world and be better than Red Sun?"

"Bitch, get out of here!"

There are good people, there are bad people, and this is the world.

The same rice raises a hundred kinds of people.

"Please, cousin!" Finally, Lick pointed to a corner of the stage.

That's the direction of the band.

And the lights there are always very dim, especially after Lick's performance, there are basically no lights on.

With a finger from Rick, the lights disappeared on the stage he was on, and the person was plunged into darkness.

At the same time, the stage on the band's side was lit up.

As the lights appeared, the sound of the drumming electronic piano synthesized sounded.

There was also a figure there, holding a guitar, standing in front of the microphone, which was propped up on a shelf.

"Roar~"

The fans who belonged to Wang Zian screamed and screamed, and some were so excited that they cried and burst into tears.

Sansan has lost the scenery of the past, and he is dressed very plainly.

His experience in the past three years has broken the hearts of fans.

What can be seen is already uncomfortable, and what can't be seen, no one knows what kind of harm it is.

They are even more disgusted by online violence, and why are people's hearts so vicious.

Even if you attack Sansan, why don't you even let go of an old man?

What kind of blow did Sansan suffer to become what it has been in the past few months, and it has become what it is now.

He wasn't like this before, he was very particular about dressing, he was full of brands, and some of them were endorsed by him.

But now, he has nothing.

It's just a street stall that can be seen everywhere on the street.

But even now, on the live webcast barrage, there are still people smiling and typing out a word.

"Trash!"

"Scum!"

"Come and see the scum!"

In front of the screen, Wang Zi'an's fans' eyes were red.

Who the hell is the other side?

Human-faced and beast-hearted, well-dressed, kind eyebrows?

At this time, Wang Zi'an on the stage was a little nervous.

I was so nervous that I could only close my eyes.

Although even when he opened his eyes, it was dark under the audience, and he couldn't see anything.

But with your eyes closed, you feel safe.

If you open your eyes, you can see light and darkness, and you can see good and evil.

Well, it's better to close your eyes.

Sometimes, a little darkness can destroy a piece of light.

Like a drop of ink falling into a glass of crystal clear water.

Finally, the prelude passed.

Wang Zi'an also gave up a lot of distractions, followed the rhythm, played the guitar, and walked according to the rehearsal.

Then he began to sing.

"Hovering

On the road

Are you leaving

Via Via

fragile

Proud

That used to be what I used to be

Boiling

Restless

Where are you going

Via Via

......”

As soon as the song came out, the boiling audience all fell silent.

It was singing about himself, and about countless people.

"I used to cross mountains and seas

It also passed through the sea of people

Everything I ever had

In the blink of an eye, they were all scattered like smoke

I was lost, disappointed, lost all directions

Until you see the ordinary, the only answer

......”

Singing this, Wang Zi'an's fans, whether offstage or in front of the screen, couldn't help but have red eyes.

The first thing everyone felt was Wang Zi'an's feelings, not their own feelings.

The Wang family.

Yao Mingyue and Wang Yishan in front of the screen also had red eyes, and it was the first time they heard this song.

"Three-three!"

Ivanka, who was thousands of miles away, looked at the large LCD screen, her vision blurred.

She hadn't heard it, and she didn't even know that Wang Zi'an had recorded this song.