Whether it's too much love or not

Excessive use does not itch or hurt

Burning red, snakes are wrapped around my heart

Finally, the freeze finally has a beginning and an end

After singing this short paragraph, near the end of the song, Meng Zhu's voice was suppressed, like a roller coaster rushing down from the highest point, and then to the ground level, there was still that throbbing in his heart, but he had slowly accepted it.

What you can't get is always in turmoil

Those who are favored have nothing to fear

The red of the rose is easy to hurt the dream

I saw that a tear slipped down from the corner of Meng Zhu's eyes, the dream word was sung very low, and the voice with tears was a little desolate, and the audience knew that it was Meng Zhu who was going to say goodbye to this stage temporarily after singing the last two sentences.

This kind of sentiment is really sad, a crying girl, tears fell, regardless of the music is not over, shouted: "Meng Zhu, I will always support you, come on, don't cry."

It was this sentence of cheering and not crying, shuttling through the space into Meng Zhu's ears, which made Meng Zhu suddenly choked up at the scene, the music stopped, and a needle dropped quietly at the scene could be heard.

The atmosphere slowly tore the hearts of the audience, and even the listeners in front of the TV, many people thought of what they had fought for, but that thing still didn't belong to them in the end, how could it not be like Meng Zhu was so powerful and so good, but he still had to leave the stage of my song.

The cruel reality, the dark barrier, our past can no longer be changed, but now, such a good, such a good singer, let him go?

No.

Resurrection.

The audience in front of the TV shouted resurrection at home one by one, and everyone had the same experience and feelings, and at some point, it could be surprisingly consistent.

Therefore, there were also two boys at the scene who stood up and shouted, resurrection, Meng Zhu resurrection.

This pull, under the terrible silence, was resurrected one after another, and it resounded in the studio.

The show did not deal with this paragraph in the post-production, or, because of this paragraph, the ratings of my song will be more beautiful, so the audience shouted for Meng Zhu's resurrection, they raised their fists high, slammed into the sky, and the picture of slamming was clearly seen by friends in front of the TV.

Everyone applauded unconsciously and joined the movement.

There was no chaos at the scene, but everyone was shouting for resurrection, the director of the scene didn't know what to do, and the host Nicholas Tse definitely didn't know how to deal with this kind of link.

At this moment, Meng Zhu wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, waved his hand to the audience, and then gently put his finger to his lips to make everyone quiet.

Hold it in your hand but lose it between your fingers

Failed again.

Failed again.

Failed again.

The empty word raised an octave again, like a wild goose, soaring freely, the sound broke through the barriers, broke through the shackles, broke through all the rules, and only enjoyed it in its own world.

How long does it take for the breath to be able to sing such a vivid song, and the empty word flew in the air for at least a minute, until people burst into tears.

After a long time, the voice died down, but the applause, cheers, and shouts of Meng Zhu's resurrection drowned out everything and washed up.

resurrection

Resurrection.

Resurrection!

The audience shouted on stage, and those in front of the TV shouted offstage, thousands of households, thousands of lights, because Meng Zhu's red rose had a fever.

So becoming this situation is not unrelated to the elimination of Meng Zhu last time, and it is also related to the overstretched performance of other players today, but no matter what, this time it has become.

Xi Qing looked at the full screen of comments on the Internet, watching everyone's collective shouting and resurrection, he was relieved, he succeeded, and he reactivated the life of Meng Zhu's My Song.

Even if there is no repechage match and no final, this song definitely makes Meng Zhu the uncrowned king of my song stage.

surpassed King Xie Tian, surpassed Wang Tianhou.

It took only one song to make the world remember the name: Meng Zhu.

After singing, Nicholas Tse did not go on stage, Meng Zhu needed to restore this scene to its calm, at this moment Meng Zhu said lightly: "Thank you for your support to me, maybe this is my last song on the stage." No, the penultimate song, I still have a repechage song. But I obviously don't have so many songs for everyone on this stage. “

"I want to say something thankful that I should say now. The most grateful is Qingbai. He was the one who helped me write two songs that were so good. Let me be fortunate to bloom on this stage. Qingbai is indeed a very talented musician. ”

"Qingbai is great, Meng Zhu, you are also great. We want to sustain your resurrection, resurrection now. ”

Below, a little sister, tears have been spent, she screams hard.

Stomping her feet, of course, there is no shortage of supporters.

"I know everyone's intentions, but a game is a game, there are his rules, if you really like me and support me, then please vote for me when I play in the repechage. What I need is a real repechage within the rules, and I believe I have what it takes to make it to the final. ”

Meng Zhu was very serious, and at that moment, he really threw away the burden in his heart and felt that he would take this as a performance.

"Well, we listen to you, but you also have to be strong."

"Don't cry."

"Well, I'll be strong, thank you, then, let's give the stage to our host."

After speaking, Meng Zhu walked off the stage.

But he couldn't forget that when he stepped down, the audience shouted his name, those people gave him a thumbs up, and Meng Zhu, who couldn't hold back his choking, couldn't hold back anymore when he got backstage, and tears broke out all of a sudden.

"Xi Qing, have you watched the show?"

Meng Zhu called Xi Qing, and at this time, it was also the time when he broadcast and stepped down at the same time.

Xi Qinggang wanted to call Meng Zhu: "Look, you sing so well, this red rose is indeed suitable for you." You sang it on fire, and I think this song will definitely become one of the most popular songs in recent times. ”

"Xi Qing, thank you."

"How many times have you thanked me. For the time being, the stage of my song is over, then you can have a little news and enter the judges of the masked singer to brush your face. Waiting for the eve of the repechage, I'll help you write a song. Help you reach the finals. “

"Do you think I can really make it to the finals?"

Meng Zhu's humility at this time was not to doubt himself, but to want to be affirmed by Xi Qing.

This time, Xi Qing did not pour cold water on him: "You will definitely be able to enter the finals, and you can also win the championship of my song and believe in yourself." “

"Yes." Meng Zhu nodded.

has his own voice and Xi Qing's creation, why can't he become the champion of my song.

I'm a singer on the stage, and I don't seem to have heard of any singer in the repechage competition who won the championship in the end, if I really did it.

Meng Zhu's name will be recorded in the history of my song, and will become the most sensational news in the music industry, and Meng Zhu's name will eventually shine in the Chinese music industry.

Meng Zhu thought about it, but he didn't dare to think about it anymore.

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