Lin'an Stadium.

At this moment, except for the small one-meter space on the stage, everything else turned black.

All around was billowing red mist, like blood, swirling at He Xiao's feet.

The crimson light shone on him, but he was also wearing a white shirt, and the strange background of the two colors made his whole person full of a sense of evil spirit.

Like a sick writer, and like a cold-blooded killer.

The low and depressed prelude echoed through the recording hall through professional sound equipment, and everyone looked at the stage expectantly.

He Xiao recalled the style of the song in his mind, and at a certain point, he lowered his voice and finally spoke.

"The sweetness you've tasted. ”

"It's all the fruit of loneliness. ”

"That's me cut from my heart alive. ”

"A piece of meat is like a giveaway. ”

"Never think twice. ”

"If you are sharp, I will be bloody. ”

"Be a writer. ”

As soon as the first lyrics were sung, everyone was in their hearts.

The style of this song is a little unexpected, especially the sentence "I was cut from my heart alive" made many people's breathing begin to be heavy.

The lyrics are a little extreme, coupled with the red fog of the stage, and the scarlet lights, and a sense of depression involuntarily permeates the whole scene.

"This song ......"

"The lyrics are a bit cruel. ”

"It's a little worrying to hear inexplicably. ”

In the audience, there were whispers.

Originally, they were still immersed in the shock brought by Zhang Ya's "Prisoner", but after hearing He Xiao's original song at this time, their emotions were quickly infected, and they quickly devoted themselves to the artistic conception of this song.

Xiao Wangnian listened with a serious expression, staring at He Xiao motionlessly.

Zhang Ya's expression remained unchanged, but a pair of bright eyes narrowed, listening intently to the sound on the stage.

"Hmm~~Hmm~~~~~"

A low humming came, and He Xiao lowered his voice again, making a strange sound.

"I've seen the final results. ”

"A thousand cuts of love are vivid. ”

"Don't give it back to me. ”

"Don't ......"

"Give it back to me. ”

He raised a hand and swirled in the air, as if touching a lover who could not be seen with the naked eye.

Combined with his somewhat morbid expression and cold-blooded eyes at this time, many of the audience shivered.

An Miaoxuan hugged her shoulders tightly, the whole person shrunk into the chair, the crimson light on the scene shone brightly, across her face, at that moment, it was as if she was noticed by a cold-blooded butcher, and her heartbeat couldn't help but accelerate.

"The sweetness you've tasted. ”

"It's all the fruit of loneliness. ”

"That's me cut from my heart alive. ”

He Xiao repeated the first lyrics again, but this time it was obviously different from the previous feeling, with guitars and drums in the accompaniment, and the heavy beating followed the beat, like a prelude to a storm.

"A piece of meat is like a giveaway. ”

"Never think twice. ”

"If you are sharp, I will be bloody. ”

"Be a writer. ”

The sound of the drums became more and more dense, and each time it seemed to hit the tips of the audience's hearts.

The tense atmosphere surrounded the scene, Xiao Wangnian sat up straight, and his rich musical experience let him know that the chorus part of this song was coming soon!

How will he sing?

It was all heavy bass before, and the chorus part was also sung in bass?

But listening to the increasingly passionate melody, it obviously doesn't seem like singing bass.

Xiao Xiao began to look forward to it, and he wanted to know how He Xiao would perform this song next.

Because under this kind of melody that is suppressed first and then raised, for singers, the span of the vocal range is too big.

Carol and the others also had an expression, looking at the stage with both expectation and some nervousness.

At this moment, under everyone's gaze.

He Xiao withdrew his palm that touched the air in mid-air, and instead picked up the microphone from the stand.

He bent down slightly, pressed the end of the last lyric to a very low point, and the next moment he suddenly looked up and blurted out a high note.

"Just let me follow you up and down!"

"Let me write you a horror novel!"

"Whoever is suspicious, who is pitiful, who is innocent, who survives!"

"I've been—"

"See the final result!"

As soon as the chorus sounded, thousands of waves rose from the ground, and the scene exploded instantly.

At the same time, the stage, which had been pitch black behind him, also began to light up crimson from the inside to the outside at this moment, and the audience suddenly lit up.

Xiao Wangnian stood up suddenly, his face full of incredulity, and he couldn't believe it.

An Miaoxuan's heart was also beating faster, covering her mouth, and there was a thick shock in her eyes for the first time.

They couldn't figure out how He Xiao sang this paragraph!

Because this chorus is directly rushed out, without the slightest pause, the moment the word "hand" falls in the previous lyrics "Be a writer", this high note comes out cleanly!

What does this mean? This means that He Xiao didn't breathe at all in this paragraph, he rushed up with a hard breath!

On the side of the music support group, several professional musicians were shocked, Ding Liang's face was ruddy, his mood fluctuated, and he couldn't figure out the principle of He Xiao's suffocating operation.

Bao Haoyu almost didn't fall off the chair, looked at He Xiao in disbelief, and his eyes widened significantly.

What about ventilation?

Where did the ventilation go?

What the is this singing!

All the professional musicians present, one counts as one, and they are all stunned.

There was unconcealed shock and surprise in their eyes, and even Zhang Ya stopped talking, He Xiao's performance was too violent, and the span of the vocal range was so large that few people could not be found in the entire music scene.

Hua Shao doesn't understand music, but he can also hear how difficult He Xiao's singing is, especially when he sits at the scene, the shock he hears when he is immersed in the scene is even more incomprehensible.

I couldn't find a suitable adjective for a while, and all I had left was "slot".

The audience was so excited!

At the moment when the chorus sounded, the dark recording hall was also lit up with red lights, and the song changed with the environment, as if a long-suppressed resentment in my heart finally broke out, which was very comfortable.

The adrenaline rush began to surge, and many people couldn't help but stand up.

"Let me take your place!"

"Unforgettable, like a love novel!"

"The more blood flows, the more sore the hands, the more empty the heart, the more painful the flesh!"

"A thousand cuts of love are vivid!"

Suddenly, the treble paused, and the melody ended instantly, recovering to its previous lowest low.

"Don't give it back to me. ”

"Don't ......"

"Give it back to me. ”

At this point, the accompaniment is all gone.

It's as if the song has come to an end.

He Xiao put down the microphone, and could faintly hear the cheers from the audience and the exclamations of the instructors.

He was half-bent over, turned around, and moved his back to the audience, his arms resting irregularly on his chest, as if a sick killer was unwilling to end there.

At the same time, the accompaniment that had gradually disappeared seemed to hear He Xiao's mentality, and the volume actually increased layer by layer, killing a horse pistol with a strong attitude!

The melodic sword drawn by the cello swirled rapidly, as if looking for an opportunity to strike.

The sound of the drum kit is like a dull raindrop, reverberating densely, intertwined with several other instruments.

When this unwilling emotion brewed to the extreme, He Xiao turned around, his eyes were as sharp as electricity, and a high voice piercing the dome burst out:

"Go to ink again!!"

"It's too many!"

"No matter how strong the story is, it's too cheesy!"

"Just where it can be written!"

"You can see that you want to live or die!"

"Love, too—"

"Dead or alive!!"

When the "ink" came out, the entire Lin'an Stadium was trembling, and everyone stood up and screamed.

Carol swayed to the rhythm, standing on the mentor's platform and unable to control herself.

Xiao Wangnian patted his head, his face full of incomprehension.

"Why did he get the key up again?"

He Xiao's first sentence is too high, at least two keys higher than the first chorus, this is going to soar to A6!

The shock in his heart hit like a surging flood, Xiao Wangnian then understood what a mountain is higher than a mountain, and their mentor group was really beaten by this amateur!