The rush hour has passed, there are not many people in the subway, as the train enters the suburbs, there are fewer and fewer people, Ma Liang's children saw that there was no one left and right, so they talked to Luoyang, and the children's voices that had not yet reached the voice change period sounded very cute.

"It's said that you've already met the little demon in the masked. ”

Luoyang pouted and said: "There are a lot of tricks, but it's useless, the only thing that makes me feel dangerous is the laser eye, anyway, I can't resist it, I can still run one or two, but as soon as there are many of them, I'm finished." ”

"That's it..."Ma Liang took off his baseball cap, frowned and talked about the information of the mask: "That guy can create more than one or two little devils, every time he appears, there are hundreds of thousands, the carpet laser eye sweeps, you must use a special high-melting ceramic shield to carry it, and the strength of the person holding the shield cannot be small, because its laser ray is not a real laser, not only the temperature is extremely high, but also has a lot of impact." ”

Luo Yang remembered that he was hit by a laser last night, and the masonry that shattered and melted in an instant, nodded, and then asked, "Then how are we going to deal with him?"

Ma Liang rubbed his soft hair and said, "I can make a shield, at least it can help you isolate the heat, but the mask is scary not only because of the laser eye, his little demons can all be invisible, can hide in the shadows to launch a fatal blow, and can also clone and use real and fake doped laser rays to make you nervous breakdown... In short, you have to be careful. ”

Luoyang nodded and asked again, "So do you know where he is?"

"Of course not. Ma Liang shrugged his shoulders and said, "I'm just taking you to a place where there are fewer people to avoid getting into a fight and harming the pond fish." ”

After the subway arrived at the terminal station, the two got off the train and arrived at an empty square, where a tall and a short figure stood stupidly under the scorching summer sun and was scorched.

After standing for more than ten minutes, Luo Yang turned his head and looked at Ma Liang suspiciously: "I think it's a bit silly for us to stand like this... Will he really come to him?"

Ma Liang shrugged his shoulders and said, "Although the masquerade is notoriously difficult to catch, it can circle the earth in a minute, but that's because of the spatial movement, his own movement speed and the little devil's flight speed are not very fast, I think it will be more difficult for him to find us." ”

Luo Yang was speechless, and then said, "Then what's the use of us standing so stupidly?"

"You're right, but..."Ma Liang fiddled with his hat awkwardly, and then said helplessly: "We can't find where the mask is, we can only wait for him to come to the door, isn't it? ”

The tension of fighting the boss was not very strong, but now it has completely disappeared, there is a sixth sense warning, Luo ** is not afraid of being sneak attacked, so he simply ran to a shady place on the side of the road, untied the guitar bag, held the guitar, and asked: "Do you want a song?" ”

Ma Liang nodded, hid next to Luoyang and sat down, took off his hat and fanned the wind, and then asked, "Will She'sgone be?"

Big eyes blinked, full of anticipation.

Luoyang was silent, took out the capo clip and gestured on the guitar, then took the capo back again, and finally sighed and took out the phone.

This song can be called a wonderful flower in the history of rock music, it is so high-pitched that there are few people in the world who can sing it, and the vocal range of this song is too big to have friends, and it is not something that can be easily solved by a capo.

God she'sgone, don't children listen to the two tigers now?

Luoyang complained in his heart, opened the list of skills, and bought a singing skill.

Skill Name: God of Song

Skill Effect: Slightly

God is a little less...

He originally wanted to keep saving soul coins and save up to 100,000 yuan early to buy a fourth-level skill, so he didn't buy a single skill during this time.

But now that he thinks about it, he thinks that compared to 100,000 soul coins, 100 soul coins is really nothing, it is better to buy whatever he wants and have fun.

So the God of Songs skill started, and a bunch of memories poured into the brain.

Bubble sounds, pharyngeal sounds, three-chamber resonance, mixed voices...

Bruce, R&D B, rock, jazz...

All kinds of pronunciation methods, all kinds of different styles of music singing, and a lot of music knowledge poured into the memory palace, and then they were broken, classified, and staggered with the knowledge of the guitar, and sorted together, but in a moment, Luoyang had already mastered the skills of the god of songs.

Then he sadly discovers that he still can't sing she'sgone...

The scientific vocal method can indeed make the singer's pitch infinitely close to the physiological limit of human beings, but Luoyang's own vocal cords have not undergone ultra-high frequency vibration, so even with the best vocal skills, it is impossible to achieve it overnight, and if you try rashly, it is easy to tear the vocal cords.

"Can't you sing?" Ma Liang saw Luoyang's embarrassment, and said empathetically: "This song is really super invincible and old, it's normal if you don't know, let's change it." ”

Luoyang looked at the faint loss in Ma Liang's eyes, and suddenly felt very unwilling.

He likes to sing for a day or two, because he has a bad voice, he is often ridiculed, as soon as he opens his mouth at home, his parents immediately frowned, and said dissatisfiedly: "It's hard to hear to death, shut up", as soon as he opened his mouth at school, his classmates immediately rolled their eyes: "It's noisy, you know?"

Obviously the only thing I want to do, but I have never been affirmed, and I am the closest family and friend, but I am never willing to say a good word.

"It's hard to hear. ”

"You're not this piece of material. ”

"Broken gong. ”

...

It's always been like this since I was a child.

Over time, Luoyang got used to it and became numb.

Yes, you're right.

Anyway, I can't do it, and I know it myself, so I don't bother you about it, okay?

I didn't say I wanted to be a singer... Does it make you happy to kill me over and over again?

Of course, it's just a matter of thinking about it, it's not a sin to not like to listen to him sing, and he also knows that he doesn't sing well, so he doesn't complain about anyone, but he sings less and less, and occasionally sings two sentences, and he will be afraid, looking left and right, afraid that someone will pop up somewhere, frowning and saying to him: "It's hard to hear, stop singing." ”

It was a terrible feeling.

It seems that there is no point in insisting on something that cannot be successful, and insisting on doing what you like will not necessarily be happy, so other things do not seem to have to be done.

It is conceivable what Ma Liang's fluttering sentence "singing is not bad" means to Luoyang.

It was a bomb dropped in the backwater.

He didn't want to disappoint Maleonn, even though Maleonn might not really care.

So, he began to open his throat again, this time not in a hurry, but for a full twenty minutes, during which he drank a whole bottle of mineral water to moisten his throat and went to the toilet.

Ma Liang looked at Luoyang with a posture of preparing to fight desperately, a little uneasy, and said cautiously: "I'm just on a whim..."

Luoyang just shook his head, his eyes were full of fighting spirit, and after everything was ready, he stood in front of Ma Liang with the guitar, stretched out his hand, and played the guitar, the melody was passionate and depressing.

“she'sgone，out~of~my~life~”

Luoyang suppressed his desire to shout, chanted and sang in a low voice, recalling the memories that he didn't want to recall anymore, recalling those lost and gloomy moods, and then, suddenly!

“la~dy~！won't~you~save~me~”

The high-pitched singing exploded, instantly resounding throughout the square, and the perfect resonance technique made his voice surging and penetrating, even if it was far away, it was still clear and audible.

However, this does not make people feel happy, but it is like hearing the cry of a desperate person for help, only to feel that the heart is grabbed and can no longer take a step.

The sound is still not particularly pretty, but... In the face of this overwhelmingly strong emotion, no one cared about that anymore.

The crowd gradually gathered, and the two dozen or so gathered in a circle, looking intently at the young man who was shouting, or closing his eyes and listening, as if in this way, he could be saved.

“belong ~to~you——”

The singing came to an abrupt end, and with a tearing sound, the air was suddenly silent.

The singing was finished, but the final broken sound proved that Luoyang still failed.

He stopped gasping, a little overwhelmed, and looked at the crowd with a flash of fear in his eyes, as if they were going to spit out heart-piercing arrows from their mouths at any moment.

Indeed, since meeting Jassica and Han Qiao, he has begun to grow a little, he is willing to face challenges head-on and no longer run away, but he still faces the deepest fears in his heart, he is still terrified.

"Bang Bang Bang..."

Ma Liang's applause broke the quiet air, and Luoyang looked at Ma Liang with an admiring face, and couldn't help but be stunned.

As if the dominoes had been toppled, the crowd burst into applause, and finally, thunderous applause.

Luoyang bowed and thanked him in a daze, looking at the cute faces that were smiling or amazed, wanting to say something, but couldn't say it.

He felt saved.

At this time, a middle-aged man stepped forward, handed a business card to Luoyang, and said with a smile: "Hello, I am the organizer of tonight's rock music festival, if you are interested, do you want to come up and perform a show?"

Luoyang took the business card in a daze, still a little unclear about the situation.

Rock... Music festivals?

"Don't you know? I thought you were here for the music festival..."The middle-aged man was a little surprised, casually pointed to a building in the distance, and said: "It's there, although it's quite suburban, and there aren't many people who usually come, but tonight will definitely be very lively, and there will be a lot of excellent musicians who will come to perform, let's play together." ”

Luoyang looked at the middle-aged man, and then looked at the business card, and there were tears in his eyes.

Ma Liang saw that Luoyang's mood was wrong, and immediately helped: "He is estimated to be stared at by so many people for the first time, and he is nervous, I will ask him to contact you again." ”

"Really? Waiting for your news?" the middle-aged man looked at Luoyang, who was in a state of disengagement, nodded in understanding, and turned around with a smile.

Ma Liang turned around and waved his hand again: "Okay, he has broken his voice, and he can't sing anymore, let's disperse." ”

"Really don't sing anymore?"

"Hey, look at my goosebumps, it's so heart-wrenching to sing. ”

"It's distressing, but this high pitch is really shocking..."

The crowd gradually dispersed, leaving Luoyang standing in place, still a little unable to come back to his senses.