Zhang Xuanchen couldn't help but laugh on the side:

"Of the hundreds of confessions you have refused, it seems that seventy or eighty of them have been confessions, right?"

Xia Zihan glanced at Zhang Xuanchen and said angrily:

"What an elm head!

Confession is also divided!"

After speaking, Xia Zihan was inexplicably sad.

This guy, why can't he understand what people say!

It's infuriating!

Right now.

Zhang Xuanchen stood up and didn't say anything.

Just walked straight to the stage.

In Xia Zihan's stunned gaze.

Zhang Xuanchen walked to the stage, patted the shoulder of the man with glasses who didn't seem to be very successful in confessing, and smiled:

"Dude, can you lend me a guitar?

Let you see what is a real confession of playing and singing. ”

The man with glasses just confessed unsuccessfully.

There is also anger in the heart.

Direct disdain:

"Come on, come on, I still don't believe it, if I don't succeed in confessing, you can succeed?

Give you the guitar, and I'll watch you pretend quietly!"

The man with glasses also learned to play and sing since he was a child.

Although the singing skills are a little second.

But the guitar skills are already at a real professional level.

He didn't succeed in confessing, could it be that he could just come up casually?

Having your own professional playing and singing in front will only make your playing and singing worse!

The moment Zhang Xuanchen came to power.

Memories of the Earth, once again flooded into the mind.

In order to find the heavenly treasures he needed on the earth, he spent tens of thousands of years.

In the long hours of boredom.

Zhang Xuanchen only occasionally learned to sing a few songs, posted them on the Internet, and immediately became the top idol on the earth.

At this moment.

Everyone was staring at Zhang Xuanchen.

Or disdain, or curiosity, or expectation.

The stage lights around him fell, shining on him, and everything near him sank into the abyss of darkness.

Slowly experimenting with the tone of the guitar, his lips close to the microphone, and the words are clear.

"Standing here today, I want to sing a song for a friend of mine who has always been by my side and never leaves. ”

"Life is not slow, every step is a good step.

He is not emotional, and he is emotional.

I don't love each other in my life, and I think about it. ”

"The song I'm going to sing is called 'I Don't Want to Leave You Alone.'" ”

Sitting on the chair, Zhang Xuanchen closed his eyes slightly, sang softly, and his body swayed freely and gently.

That kind of free and easy, that kind of handsome.

All of a sudden, everyone in the audience entered the state.

"You say, I know you're not here or you're asking

Air, but it can't speak for you

Habits, like stubborn scars that never heal

A thought tears the soul apart......"

The sad and tactful tune gradually spread out the sad mood, the people who were still eating put down their chopsticks, the people who played with their mobile phones put down their mobile phones, the canteen aunt put down the work in their hands, and the lovelorn people raised their heads.

With the melodious and light guitar accompaniment, the sad emotions soaked into the forbearance, and inexplicably, everyone felt a sour nose.

The audience seems to see their own past, those sleepless nights, those tossing and turning for love, never being able to fall asleep, and can only let memories and nights accompany their nights.

"Take the photos so that you can save them and wash them up

Sweaters, too, have an extra layer for you

But your lonely moment comforts the body temperature

How can I leave an extra ...... for you?"

The low tactfulness began to change after the word "share", brewing his emotions to the most affectionate point, Zhang Xuanchen sang the most emotional part of the song.

"I don't want you to be alone, floating in a sea of people alone

I don't want to, you walked through the storm alone

I don't want you to be left alone to suffer the cruelty of this world

I don't want tears to accompany you to eternity......"

When the song is here.

Xia Zihan was unconscious, his face was already full of tears, and he couldn't help falling down!

Oh, my God!!!

He......

He's confessing to me!

He actually ......

You're singing to me!

Moment.

The grievances I have suffered in the past three years seem to be worth it.

Xia Zihan seemed to have returned to that summer.

The summer when I was still dirty, had a runny nose, and was bullied by other children.

It was the boy in front of him, who blocked his delicate body with his broad arms.

It was this boy who scuffled with other children, so that they no longer dared to bully themselves.

It was also him, in that hot summer, who stole his heart ruthlessly!

So that she can no longer like others.

In the rest of the seats, some girls were faintly heard crying in a low voice, and the boys' eyes were inexplicably red, obviously, the singing triggered their thoughts hidden deep in their hearts.

Even the music teachers, who were used to hearing sad songs, felt that their noses were a little sour.

With his fingers gently sweeping the strings, Zhang Xuanchen adjusted his breath and sang the rest of the lyrics in one go.

"I don't want you to be alone, floating in a sea of people alone

I don't want to, you walked through the storm alone

I don't want you to be left alone to suffer the cruelty of this world

I don't want tears to accompany you to eternity

After you are gone, the relics of love are like empty cities

Lost, you cup gloves and laughter

In the end, you take away only your fragility and innocence

And the person I can't let go of the most

Maybe in the future, you will find someone who understands you and loves you, and is better

You must be happier and more abundant in the next journey......"

Sing it here.

Xia Zihan's heart was like being pricked, and he was in pain!

No, it won't!

No one is better than you!

In the future, no one will love me more and understand me better!

Zhang Fan, Zhang Fan, why are you singing this paragraph?

Is it hinting at me something?

Xia Zihan looked at Zhang Xuanchen, whose face was covered by the dim light on the stage.

The heart is usually painful.

Zhang Xuanchen closed his eyes on the stage.

didn't accept it, Xia Zihan was full of questioning eyes.

Zihan!

In any case, in this life, I will keep you healthy and prosperous.

However, after all, I am the ancient emperor of Xuanchen.

I can't drag you into that cruel, bloody, and life-threatening Xiuzhen world!

When a song ends.

Wow!!!!

The audience applauded!!

The applause almost topped the ceiling!!

Some people even have swollen hands!

"That's so good!!"

"It's 10,000 times stronger than the glasses man just now!"

"yes, and the song seems to be original?"

"It's absolutely original! I, a music fanatic, have never heard such a beautiful song, and there is no second reason except originality!"

"The more I look at this little brother, the more handsome he becomes!"

"Sure enough, the person who sings well and looks handsome is called a confession, the man with glasses just now should be regarded as a hooligan, right?"

“……”

The man with glasses listened to everyone's discussions, his expression twitched, and his face was about to distort.

Groove !!

Even if I can't sing as well as him, you don't have to hurt me so much, right?

If I don't sing well, I'm playing hooligan?

And at this time.

Chen Man, a girl who was confessed by the man with glasses, looked at Zhang Xuanchen on the stage with a look, and muttered:

"If it's him, do I have to hesitate?

Hey......"

Man in glasses: "......"

He took 10,000 critical damage inside!