"Outlaw" is a slow song that laments the stubbornness, impulsiveness, loss and helplessness of the "outlaw", full of deep sympathy and tolerance, and then exhorts him to open his heart and accept the love of others.

The Eagles were one of the most successful bands in the United States in the 1970s. Each member is an all-round character who can write and sing. The soul of the band was drummer Don Henley and guitarist Glenn Frey, who passed away in January 2016.

"Outlaw" has been sung for decades, and many people, including many Chinese singers, have covered it.

The original version of this song is a piano accompaniment, but Fang Yan's guitar has a few simple notes, but the taste is stronger.

Yang Zhenyu now understands that what matters is not what he plays, but how he plays the piano. This is just like the Dugu Nine Swords used by Feng Qingyang and Ling Hu Chong in "Smiling Proud Jianghu", swayed at will, they are all infinitely powerful, even if Ling Hu Chong's internal strength is completely lost, he still blinds the eyes of 15 masters with a sword.

"Outlaw" is sung to everyone. The prodigal son disappeared in time, leaving only a faint trace of melancholy and unwillingness.

There were almost 500 people gathered at the scene, most of whom had never heard of "Outlaws", and many of whom could not understand English, but they were still intoxicated.

The song is like dried tobacco, plain, but once lit, it is so thick that it cannot be dissolved.

"What should I do, I want to cry......" thought the cute girl with glasses. She knew the song, but it was the first time she listened carefully to the lyrics. She felt a sour feeling in her heart, tried her best to hold back, looked up again, and caught a glimpse of the uncle who had given a lot of money before. The uncle also sat in the front row, with his eyes closed, and when he raised his head, he was already in tears.

Yang Zhenyu was also so moved that he didn't want to.

He couldn't figure it out. Fang Yan's voice was too calm, even indifferent. "Outlaw" is a song of vicissitudes, but he did not exaggerate this vicissitudes in the slightest, on the contrary, he has been restrained.

Oh...... Yang Zhenyu comprehended some.

Fang Yan's singing voice is very soft, the voice is not loud, but it is very tempting, and people can't help but mobilize all their energy to listen. Therefore, the reaction was strong.

It's a lot like a hypnosis.

"Outlaw, oh, you have suffered through years, wounds and hunger, and let you return to your homeland......"

"I Miss You Every Day" and "Outlaw" have completely different styles, one is fresh and soft, the other is strong and deep, but after being sung by Fang Yan, they were all marked with his own mark...... Plain, simple, very strange feeling.

When the song ended, the audience applauded wildly, and many people began to inquire about the name of the song and then searched for it on the Internet.

"Awesome!"

"Good~!"

"Encore!" yelled one of the boys. Encore means one more, one more song. He should have been attending concerts a lot.

The cute uncle's tears have dried up, and he is still reminiscing.

The female white-collar worker held up her mobile phone, thoughtful.

"I~love~you~!"

In the crowd, a girl shouted loudly, everyone laughed, and then there was a burst of coaxing. Several girls screamed in unison and burst into laughter. "I love you to death!"

The bespectacled sister looked at Fang Yan in a daze and froze.

Yang Zhenyu silently lit a cigarette and sat down in despair.

In the past few days, in order to save money to pay the rent, he has been singing on the street, and to be honest, he is very disdainful. He felt that the people who rushed through the streets were ordinary people, who didn't understand anything, who didn't care about music at all, and who couldn't appreciate their talents.

I'm afraid of comparing things. Fang Yan's appearance subverted his cognition. I am not a talented person, but a talented man. It's not that passers-by don't understand music, on the contrary, they are knowledgeable. He...... Nothing.

Music?rock?

…… Ideal?

The man in front of him was like a sledgehammer, smashing his musical dreams to pieces.

Yang Zhenyu suddenly stood up, walked in front of Fang Yan, bowed deeply, 90 degrees, and bent down without getting up. Fang Yan was embarrassed, and hurriedly went to help: "What's wrong with you?"

"No ......" Yang Zhenyu didn't know what he wanted to do, he sat back on the speaker again.

The audience sat on the ground, their voices gradually lowered, and they returned to a state of waiting to be fed. Suddenly, a bearded young man raised his hand and shouted, "Dude, sing a song of "Blue Lotus"!

"Oooh!" everyone coaxed.

Fang Yan replied with a smile: "I'm sorry, I haven't heard this song." ”

"Blue Lotus" is a song written by Xu Wei, and it is perhaps his most famous song. Of course Fang Yan has heard of it. But at this time, he did not hesitate to refuse the audience's request. The reason is simple, he can't sing.

There are so many people sitting at the bottom, and everyone has a favorite song, if you agree to sing a song "Blue Lotus", then what about the next song of white lotus and red lotus, do you also want to sing it? Sing this, don't sing that, you will offend people.

It's a habit in prison.

In prison, Fang Yan had to sing to the prisoners' eldest brothers every night. At first, he didn't know how to refuse, and two prisoners got into an argument, first scolding, and then fighting. Since then, Fang Yan has made a rule that only those who have birthdays have the privilege to order a song.

Pretend not to hear and ignore that buddy, and it won't work. Since people have spoken, they must give a response. "I can't sing" and "I haven't heard it" are the best reasons to refuse, and it doesn't matter if you believe it or not.

Besides, he felt that he was almost done singing, and it was getting late, and he had to find a hotel to stay in. If you keep singing, everyone will order songs one by one, and you may not be able to leave in the middle of the night.

The bearded young man was a little embarrassed, but he didn't force it anymore and smiled back.

"I can sing!"

Yang Zhenyu stood up suddenly and shouted loudly.

He held back on the side for too long, Fang Yan said that he had never heard "Blue Lotus", he suddenly had confidence and decided to sing this song by himself.

Xu Wei's songs are usually very simple, plain, melodious, and have a sense of vicissitudes, which is very suitable for street singing. Like "Once You", "Gift", "Hometown" and so on, they have fed a lot of singers. Yang Zhenyu felt that Xu Wei's song would come as soon as he opened his mouth, and there was no pressure.

Fang Yan took off the guitar, grabbed the neck, carefully handed it to Yang Zhenyu, and patted him on the shoulder: "Come on." ”

Come on again. Yang Zhenyu thought and bowed to Fang Yan again.

Fang Yan was messy.

The audience was chattering and buzzing. From the beginning, Yang Zhenyu sat on the speaker, stunned, and everyone looked at it. Fang Yan sang so well, people also felt that his friend was also a master, although he looked more like a psychopath, drooling and bowing.

Yang Zhenyu adjusted the strap of the guitar, found a comfortable position, and stood in front of the microphone again.

As soon as he looked up, more than 500 people and more than 500 pairs of eyes looked at him in unison. His heart suddenly tightened, and an indescribable sense of fear suddenly appeared, and he felt weak and dizzy...... Uh, he wants to go home.

It's scary, it's terrible.