"Haha, good! That's a good suggestion!"

"Great!

"That's right, he's a three-life fireworks, eighty percent of the people at the scene probably like to listen to his songs!"

"Who doesn't like it, it's really that the songs he sings are too distinctive and too appropriate for the occasion!"

"Haha, I'm starting to like this writers' conference!"

"Sure enough, where there are three fireworks, there will be joy!"

Whether it was the editors and reporters, or the guests and authors, they were all happy and couldn't help but laugh.

If the identity of the Mystery had not been revealed, they might not have agreed to this suggestion!

But now that the identity of the mystery has been revealed, how can you let this guy go!

Besides, how hot are the fireworks now?

Almost to the point of becoming a household name!

With tens of millions of followers!

Even on the Internet, some rich people once paid a million high prices and wanted to hear Sansheng fireworks singing with their own ears, even if it was just one song, but they didn't have the opportunity to achieve it!

Now that Sansheng fireworks appear at the writers' annual meeting, it is still a demonic author, how can everyone be polite to An Liang.

Even Ye Yuxin and Lu Xiaoxi, looking at An Liang's eyes, they all showed admiration and envy, as well as a little expectation and joy, obviously they also wanted to listen to the songs created and sung by An Liang on the spot!

"This pit is a bit big......"

An Liang was pushed onto the podium by other authors, and then held the microphone handed over by the hostess, and couldn't help but feel a little sore.

Of course, this scene was not expected by An Liang.

No!

It should be that everyone on the scene did not expect it!

After all, this is the annual meeting of writers who founded the Chinese Network, shouldn't the painting style be serious and serious?

How did it become entertainment in a blink of an eye?

And let yourself compose a song on the spot and sing it?

"Looks like there's something missing......"

Lu Xiaoxi muttered, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he ran behind the scenes, I don't know where to find a guitar, and then ran to the stage and handed it to An Liang, turned around and patted An Liang's shoulder before leaving, looking at the pleased look of the seniors looking at the juniors, "Little guy, sing well, we are all your fans now......"

An Liang began to regret knowing this road god.

Sure enough, it's the most familiar friend.

But......

Seeing everyone sitting in the audience, staring at himself intently, An Liang felt a little bit.

Thinking that the style of painting at the writers' annual meeting has deviated, I simply don't think about it so much.

So An Liang began to think, which song should he sing?

Seeing An Liang deep in thought, a whisper began to sound in the audience.

"Let's guess, what song is being sung at this fireworks festival?"

"Guess what, I'm good at singing, and I never play cards according to the routine!"

"That's right, anyway, the song that guy sang has never been repeated!"

"I'm curious, how long does it take for him to improvise a song this time? Could it be that he didn't write it, and we have to wait here for him to finish it?"

"Hehe! You underestimate the fireworks in my house too much! When has he been writing a song for more than five minutes?"

"That's right! In fact, five minutes is already a big insult to fireworks!"

"No, he's such a good writer?"

Some authors rarely pay attention to things in the entertainment industry, so they don't know what the name Sansheng fireworks represents.

When they showed doubts about the fact that An Liang was able to write a song in five minutes, they were immediately stared at by the others around them!

Especially Leng Yueju and Ye Yuxin's!

They are also stars in the entertainment industry, and they have long admired An Liang's ability.

Now there are people who don't believe it?

"Huh. ”

"Huh. ”

People who are familiar with An Liang all let out a sneer, and there is a sense of sitting and watching a good show.

After all, they used to be like this, but they were slapped in the face by An Liang again and again!

I remember that feeling!

It's just under anticipation.

An Liang put the microphone on the stand, held the guitar, and plucked it a few times to familiarize himself with the melody of the guitar first.

At the same time, An Liang was still thinking about which song was more appropriate to sing on such an occasion.

After about a minute of silence.

An Liang's eyes lit up, and the corners of his mouth rose, obviously thinking of a song that was more appropriate for the occasion!

It was also a song that my brother on Earth sang when he quit the music scene!

Before the end of the writers' annual meeting, it is no longer appropriate to sing this song!

"Okay, since everyone is so enthusiastic, then I'll sing a song to everyone, and I have also thought of the name of the song......"

An Liang showed a confident and calm smile on his face, as sunny and handsome as ever, and many female authors in the audience were obsessed, and they were instantly captured.

"It's called ......When the Wind Rises Again"!"

When these words fell, the eyes of everyone in the audience lit up, shining as bright as stars!

One by one, they all looked at An Liang who bowed his head on the stage and began to play the guitar, showing all kinds of expressions, surprise, shock, joy and surprise, etc., to name a few!

As for the author who just said that he didn't believe that An Liang could create a song in such a short period of time, there is no doubt that he was slapped in the face!

They also showed a shocked look, staring at An Liang on the stage, they couldn't believe that An Liang had already created a song in five minutes, not even three minutes!

It's like a fantasy for them, so incredible!

What made them feel even more unbelievable was that in the next scene, in the song that An Liang was about to sing, it was so fascinating!

……

At this moment, no one thought about it anymore, how could it turn into a personal show of fireworks in the end, which was originally a serious writers' annual meeting?

All they are looking at now is the figure on the podium and the song sung by the latter!

Everyone looked at An Liang without blinking.

Even when the melody of the guitar sounds, most people choose to close their eyes and prepare to indulge in An Liang's unique singing!

Because they have unparalleled confidence in the songs that An Liang sings, and even believe in An Liang even more than An Liang!

Just when ninety percent of the people in the audience closed their eyes-

On the podium, An Liang played the guitar, and with the low rhythm, he finally began to sing.

"I'm going to look back at a certain year. ”

"It's like a discoloration photo, at first glance. ”

"This dazed and confused teenager. ”

"May my life be a song, and every day will never change. ”

"Let the wind on the road make fun of me in the old days. ”

"Let the old days be gone. ”

"I finally sang my favorite song. ”

"No need to fight for more ......"

……

When the song echoed in his ears, and the lyrics flowed through his heart like a fine stream, the corners of An Liang's eyes were a little moist.

It was only at this moment that he thought of that brother.

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