In the screening hall of Villa 16 of Chaohe Yanjing Compound, the woman finally couldn't bury her whole body in the sofa peacefully.

In fact, her body has been slowly straightening up since Shen Huan started singing, and now her whole body is leaning forward, looking at the big curtain in front of her in amazement.

This...... What kind of operation is this?!

Although she has always had a vague premonition in her heart, she never imagined that such a scene would appear!

Is this really singing to the point of vomiting blood or acting? To be honest, she really can't tell.

Fortunately, the man in the suit next to her was even more shocked than her, his eyes and mouth were wider than hers, firmly fixed on the curtain, and he didn't take the time to look at her at all, so he didn't see the appearance of his boss, and he didn't damage her image of a goddess in the eyes of the man in the suit.

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"I'm a little bird,"

"I want to fly, I want to fly, but I can't fly high!"

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Shen Huan continued to sing the second chorus part on the stage, and his voice did not change much compared to before, but the treble part was more unstable and hoarse, which gave him a hint of desolation in his originally purely shocking voice. And as one of his trebles burst out, a splash of blood flowed down from the corner of his mouth, adding two more sprouts to his light-colored costume that had already bloomed with a few blood-colored plum blossoms.

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"Don't hurry up and stop the show!"

In the large lounge, Xia Shiqiu erupted like a super volcano that had been dormant for a thousand years, and turned his head to look at several staff members in the lounge roaring angrily, "Didn't you see that he had vomited blood!"

Everyone in the large lounge was still immersed in this sudden shocking scene, and they couldn't come back to their senses for a while, but they finally came back to their senses in the roar of summer and autumn.

Everyone was silent and did not dare to squeak.

Although Xia Shiqiu has not had much contact with them, there have always been rumors in the industry that this person is not very easy to get along with, but he is a little withdrawn, and he likes to lose his temper or something, and he has never heard of it. To put it simply, Xia Shiqiu gave them the impression of an autistic person with a strange personality, and this was the first time they saw Xia Shiqiu have such a big fire, so they were stunned for a while, and they didn't know how to respond.

In the end, a female employee was covertly arched a few times by the male colleague next to her, and then boldly replied by relying on her gender advantage as a woman: "He...... He won't let ...... stop himself."

This sentence made Xia Shiqiu's anger more and more vigorous.

"If he doesn't stop, you don't care, right! If it's vocal cord bleeding, it's a little better, but if it's a lung hemorrhage, it's potentially fatal! You don't even care about human life for the sake of ratings, right?"

After yelling, Xia Shiqiu angrily kicked the sofa next to him crookedly, and then strode out and walked out of the large lounge.

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In the broadcast room, everyone was completely stunned.

"Wang ...... Director Wang,"

Li Ling's dry and hoarse voice came, "What should I do?"

Wang Xiang's voice was no better than him, "No...... I don't know ......."

Singing until vomiting blood, this is not a strange thing in the circle, some record companies with strict training have indeed happened to such things, but it is all private, really singing at the scene of the show, and it is also a live broadcast to vomit blood, this is really a scene that has never happened in the history of Chinese music and television.

Wang Xiang has no experience at all, and he doesn't have any historical experience to draw on, so his mind is blank now.

The directors are too, fortunately, their bodies have developed mechanical habits, so there is nothing wrong with the live broadcast screen for the time being, and this scene is still transmitted to thousands of households in front of the TV.

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Among the previous mother and daughter, the daughter who was just feeling the charm of music looked at the stubborn face on the stage, looked at the blood plums on his clothes, and looked at his hand that firmly prevented the staff from coming to the stage, and unconsciously burst into tears, tears covered her cheeks like a burst, dripping down her chin, crying more than her mother.

Hearing Shen Huan still singing stubbornly, looking at this majestic figure who seemed to be carrying the entire sky on her shoulders, she finally couldn't help but shout out in a crying voice: "Stop singing!"

Even Shen Huan on the TV couldn't hear her voice at all.

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The middle-aged couple leaned side by side on the sofa, just looking at the TV, not daring to glance at their partner. Because they know that if they look over, they are likely to see that the other person is already teary-eyed like they are at the moment.

This kind of fighting spirit is the characteristic of the people of their era, and the economic miracle of China is not only the correct policy, but also the spirit of their generation who dare to fight and dare to fight is an important cornerstone. But unfortunately, with the rapid improvement of the economic situation, it is becoming more and more difficult to see such a spirit in these young postnatal children.

But now they see it again.

This made them feel as if they had returned to the years when their passion was burning, and their increasingly cold blood seemed to start burning again.

It brings tears to my eyes.

"How can such a person be the kind of person the media says he is......"

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"Stop singing!"

There were also people in the audience who shouted at the stage with crying, trying to stop the crazy actions of this fool on the stage, but to no avail.

"Stop singing!"

"Stop!"

"Stop him!"

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One shout after another rang out in the audience.

No matter what they thought of Shen Huan before, but at this moment, Shen Huan completely conquered them with his singing, his behavior, and his attitude.

In the face of such a pure person, in the face of such an idealist who does what no one else can do, and burns himself with all his might, no one can regain a sense of disgust.

Some of them are just moved, and some are just distressed.

But Shen Huan didn't stop because of this, he was still singing.

"I'm looking for it, I'm looking for it, I'm looking for it, a warm embrace!"

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The strangeness of the scene finally made the band feel that something was wrong, but Shen Huan gave them a backhand gesture, based on the feelings and responsibilities that had been established because of Shen Huan's musical talent in the past few days, they finally continued to play according to the content of the rehearsal.

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Someone in the audience stood up.

And then the second, the third, the fourth......

More and more people stood up, and soon everyone stood up, and many of them were already in tears—it was scorched by the scorching light emitted by Shen Huan's huge burning torch.

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"Is such a requirement considered too high?"

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They finally got it.

He wanted it to bloom like fireworks, even if only for a moment.

They can't stop this stubborn guy.

The only thing they can do as an audience member is to help him complete this performance, which is the best respect and support for him, for his music and attitude towards life, and for this song.

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"I'm a little bird,"

"I want to fly, I want to fly, but I can't fly high!"

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Because of the simplicity of the lyrics and the repetition of the melody, the audience listened to it over and over again, even if the whole song could not be sung, there was still no problem with the two sentences of the climax.

A collective chorus of hundreds of people rang out at the scene, and even many staff members in the studio and many viewers in front of the TV set sang together with a pair of teary eyes.

According to a rough estimate, there is at least a chorus of 10,000 people.

They followed the road sign on the stage, bravely singing their hearts for the unyielding and resistance to fate!

"I'm looking for it, I'm looking for it, I'm looking for it, a warm embrace!"

"Such a request, does it count, too high......"

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Shen Huan's sentence "too high" has slowed down unprecedentedly, indicating that the song is not over yet.

Sure enough, he repeated the subtle variation of the phrase again, and the score was extremely soothing, except for the piano that was still slowly harmonizing.

"Such a request ~ counts ......"

According to normal music theory, the next "too high" will pull out the highest note, which is the end, but Shen Huan's body seems to be really unable to hold on, his tone has been completely stuck when it comes to "counting", and he can't get out, so he lowered his head and pressed his chest hard in pain.

The people who were singing in the chorus just now didn't know how to follow for a while, and they had stopped, and when they saw this scene, their hearts were pinched.

He still couldn't hold it anymore after all.

This performance, which made him burn his life, still can't be successfully completed after all?

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The band members were also a little flustered: according to the arrangement, Shen Huan should continue singing until the word "Tai" stopped, but he didn't expect such a situation to occur temporarily at the scene. But there was no one to temporarily step up and direct them, and they could only continue to follow the predetermined arrangement.

But after all, it's not too bad.

After a soothing two or three seconds of piano, the soundtrack suddenly became rich as the drum kit started, especially with instruments that had never been seen during the whole singing.

"Knock knock! knock knock......"

The directors mechanically switch shots according to a predetermined program, and the lighting changes to show what it is.

It was the two big drums directly behind the stage, and two shirtless men were beating the drums vigorously, each time it seemed to hit the hearts of the audience, and goosebumps came out of their bodies.

Because of the clever arrangement of lights, these two sides of the drum hidden in the darkness were finally discovered until this time!

"I'm a Little Bird......"

"I'm a Little Bird......"

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At the same time, the majestic and beautiful choir-like harmonies of many people came to the imposing soundtrack, which was extremely shocking.

Shen Huan is like a bird that can't fly anymore halfway, and this soundtrack, this harmony, is a hand that Father God stretched out after he was finally moved, pulling him and allowing him to fly higher.

The song even has an indescribably illusory theological overtones.

Under this sudden and unexpected multiple offensive, the hairs stood on end, as if a whole ice cream had been eaten violently on a hot dog day!

Once again, everyone was dumbfounded.

And such an operation?

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After Shen Huan got this short rest, he was finally able to raise his breath again and finish singing the last sentence that belonged to him.

"I'm a little bird,"

"I want to fly, I want to fly, but I can't fly high!~"

He pulled out the highest note of the whole song so far, and also spat out the biggest mouthful of blood.

Then he finally couldn't support it anymore, his body shook, his steps staggered, and he fell on the stage like this.

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