"How the wind grows harder,

My heart is getting more and more fluttering. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

When Yang Hua opened his mouth, the two male judges couldn't help but be stunned, with some surprise on their faces.

No way!

Can you really sing?

The beginning of this song is a bit not simple!

Then, their interest was aroused, and they couldn't help but prick up their ears and listen to Yang Hua continue to sing.

And the further down they listened, the more obvious the shock on the faces of the two became.

"Like a speck of dust,

Dancing freely with the wind.

I will hold my hands firmly,

But the courage that drifted away.

I'll be a giant,

Step on the strength and step on the dream.

How the wind is getting harder,

My heart is getting more and more fluttering.

and like a trace of sand,

Dancing in the wind.

I want to keep it in my heart,

But the courage is small,

Keep walking in the direction of the strong wind. ”

Slowly, everyone in the audition room began to immerse themselves in the song.

Even Jiang Lishan, who has been making things difficult for Yang Hua, also looked relaxed, her eyes were hazy, and she was a little intoxicated.

But when he sang this, Yang Hua suddenly soared in a high voice, like a shout, like a roar, and his expression was crazy.

"Blow, blow, my pride indulgence.

Blow, blow and blow can't be destroyed, my pure garden.

Let the wind blow, let it be chaotic,

Destruction is me, the prospect of the end. ”

What about making things difficult? What about suppression? I will not give up my dream of stardom! I will never back down! I will not admit defeat!

The turn of Yang Hua's voice chorus is like a protest against the difficulties just now, and it is like a roar of struggle for the unfair treatment he has suffered.

After he shouted this voice, everyone at the scene was dumbfounded.

The little leader of the National Singer Column Group, "Director Sun", opened his mouth wide, and the pen in his hand fell to the ground with a "click", not knowing it.

Several other staff members of the column group stared at Yang Hua in a daze.

Jiang Lishan covered her heart and shouted, "Oh, buy ga!"

A male judge's hair stood on end, and his face was full of horror!

The other judge blurred his vision with tears in his eyes, and his fists were clenched tightly!

And at this moment, Yang Hua is still singing loudly.

"Blow, blow, I'm barefoot and not afraid.

Blow, blow, blow, it doesn't matter, disturb me.

You see I'm smiling bravely,

You see I'm waving bravely. ”

Why is it always him who is hurt?

Why are there so many unfair things in the world?

Why do you sometimes get no reward for all your hard work?

Why?

Why?

Why is that?

Maybe Yang Hua can't understand why, society is like this, the world is like this, and human nature is like this!

But, so what?

He Yang Hua is not afraid!

He Yang Hua is not afraid at all!

Even if he is always hurt, even if there will be many unfair things in this world on his head, no matter how hard he puts in, he may not get the slightest reward.

However, he still has to move forward, and he still has to never compromise.

Because, this is him Yang Hua, this is the wild son in his heart.

"Blow, blow, my pride indulgence.

Blow, blow and blow can't be destroyed, my pure garden.

Let the wind blow, let it be chaotic,

Destruction is me, the prospect of the end. ”

"Blow, blow, I'm barefoot and not afraid.

Blow, blow, don't bother me.

You see I'm smiling bravely,

You see I'm waving bravely. ”

Singing this, Yang Hua suddenly paused, closed his eyes tightly, and sang from the bottom of his heart:

"How the wind grows harder,

My heart is getting more and more fluttering.

I'll be a giant,

Stepping on the strength,

Stepping on dreams. ”

After singing a song, Yang Hua opened his eyes and looked at everyone in the audition room, stupid and stunned, all shocked by Yang Hua's song "Wild Son".

Seeing this, Yang Hua was very relieved, and the evil qi that had been suppressed in his heart just now finally came out.

Then, he shouted without humility or arrogance, "Judges." woke up the three judges who were still intoxicated by the singing.

"Ah?... Oh!" Jiang Lishan's mind was still immersed in the environment created by Yang Hua's song, she just came back to her senses, and said uncomfortably.

"What's the name of this song?" Deng Guozhong reluctantly calmed down, and his voice trembled.

Yang Hua replied truthfully: "This song is called "Wild Son". ”

"Yezi, if I'm not mistaken, this Yezi should be a song you wrote to yourself, right?" Deng Guozhong said.

"Hmm!" Yang Hua responded.

Then, Deng Guozhong was curious: "When did you write this song?"

As soon as he finished saying this, Deng Guozhong suddenly thought of all the difficulties they had made to Yang Hua before, and then, thinking of the content of this song and Yang Hua's crazy singing, his eyes were about to pop out.

Deng Guozhong's voice trembled and asked, "Could it be the song you created on the spot just now?"

Hearing Deng Guozhong say this, the pupils of the other two judges suddenly shrank, their eyes widened, and they stared straight at Yang Hua.

Yang Hua originally wanted to find an excuse, saying that this was a song he had written a long time ago.

But when he saw the expressions of the three judges, he suddenly changed his mind, and the three judges had always looked down on people and spoke aggressively. He wants to teach them a lesson, so that they will stop judging people by their appearance in the future, and give them ordinary singers a little more chance to compete fairly.

So, Yang Hua nodded his head and replied, "Yes! This song was created on the spot by me just now." ”

"Oh my God!"

"Oh, buy ga!"

"My gods!"

When the three judges heard Yang Hua's personal promise, their faces were full of shock, and their mouths opened wide.

They look at me, I look at you, and their eyes are full of horror.

Talent!

No! Genius!

This is an absolute genius!

In just a few minutes, this person was able to write a good song of such quality, which is simply against the sky!

It took a long time for the three judges to calm down.

Jiang Lishan asked in a trembling voice, "What did you just say, what is your name?"

Originally, Yang Hua introduced herself before, she was annoyed by Yang Hua, and felt that listening to people like Yang Hua introduce themselves was a waste of her time, so she told Yang Hua not to introduce herself.

But who would have thought that ten minutes later, Jiang Lishan would ask Yang Hua's name in turn.

This one after the other, such a big contrast, makes people seem to be indescribably funny.

However, Yang Hua did not hide it, and replied truthfully: "My name is Yang Hua." ”

Yang Hua?

Before, these three judges didn't think the name was familiar, but when they listened to the song "Wild Son" and listened to the name again, they suddenly remembered something in their hearts.

A few days ago, the songwriter of the three songs in the album of Zheng Qian, the very popular diva uploaded on the Internet, isn't it called Yang Hua?

Don't?

The three judges looked at Yang Hua, and their hearts were furious, and they suddenly had an extremely bold guess in their hearts.

"Excuse me, are you Yang Hua, the lyricist of the songs "Just Once", "Later", and "It's a pity it's not you"?" Jiang Lishan asked in disbelief with a trembling voice.

The song "It's a pity it's not you" is a song she particularly likes, and she has been listening to it since this album came out, and the single is played on a loop, and it will be played all day.

"Hmm!".

ps: second update. Unconsciously, this book has more than 500,000 words, looking back, there are tears and laughter, come on。。。。。。。 (To be continued.) )