27, Mo, for whom to sing for the millennium, on the third evening after the Chinese Valentine's Day, Bai Chan and the now complete Houhai Band took the stage on the terrace to the warm cheers in the bar.

Suddenly, there was a roar of applause and screams.

Some regular customers looked at the band's extra beautiful women, regardless of their appearance, figure and the temperament of playing music produced by the punk style, they were all so eye-catching, and some people couldn't help but blow a few flirtatious whistles. It doesn't seem like that's enough to say they're amazing.

Of course, more people came to listen to Bai Chan sing. For example, Tao Le and Xiao Wu, reporters who finally arrived at the scene.

Squeezed through the noisy crowd and saw that Bai Chan had just taken the stage, so he put down his heart that jumped to his throat.

At this time, Tao Le was too lazy to find a box to show his identity, today he came alone, the purpose was pure, on the terrace, in front of the stage was his most satisfactory position. It's a pity that a lot of people thought that way tonight. So he squeezed and squeezed, feeling that his beer belly that had grown for twenty years was almost squeezed out at this moment, and attracted a few dissatisfied scoldings from the crowd, and then he reached the side of the stage.

Looking at the current crowd of fanatical bar night-patrons who are almost as fanatical as fans, Tao Le seems to have found a reason for his insistence.

Brother Chang and Manager Yunyun, the two high-level executives of the bar, looked at the prosperous scene in front of them, and sighed that they were really lucky that they didn't look down on Bai Chan at the beginning.

At this time, the Houhai Band on the stage was already ready with their own instruments.

Bai Chan grabbed a standing microphone, looked at the faces around him that were either strange or familiar, and was moved, so he shouted to these people who came for him:

"I'm Ji Baichan, thank you for your special support, how are you!"

Bai Chan's simple and enthusiastic greeting made the audience who came for him scream and scream with all their might, as if at this moment he changed the clock of the bar on a rainy night and turned it into a midnight scene in the middle of the night. Bai Chan thought, this is the place where he started, and the people here were the first to know about his existence, so it is also appropriate to give them better music. So, Bai Chan continued:

"Thank you! I disturbed everyone's Tanabata last time, I'm sorry. No one should bother this time, so I've brought two new songs, two beautiful love songs, for you, and I wish you all a great time tonight! ”

Song? It's actually a new song? Two more? Tao Le and Xiao Wu, who came to hear the wind, only felt that a cool breeze suddenly floated through their heads, has this guy already signed a company? You don't have to sing at a bar if you sign a company!

And the enthusiastic audience is not so calm, a scream burst out, most of them saw Bai Zen's original divine comedy on Qixi Festival, I didn't expect to hear a new song today, even if it is an ordinary saliva love song, it is also worth their joy!

Bai Chan didn't report the name of the song, nodded behind him, and signaled the music to begin.

Grabbing the microphone, he closed his eyes, pulled himself out of the cheers of the crowd, and entered the world of solitude in his memories, as if his heart hurt again.

The crowd also became quiet as the music began.

Standing on the stage, Zuoqiu Qingbao gently shook his head with his hair tied up, and with the rhythm of the music, his slender fingers turned into smart elves and began to dance on the keys. At this time, she was thinking, what kind of lyrics can be worthy of such a beautiful and poignant melody. And the man in front of him, who is he singing for.

I can't help but turn into a stubborn fish

Swim against the currents to the end

A vow I made when I was young

Silently sunk in the deep sea

Revisit it a few times

The end is still to lose you

The poignant melody, the delicate but unpretentious words, came with Bai Chan's sinking voice, like a stream, gently rushing into the hearts of all listeners. There was no love and hate, no crying, and no hysteria, but everyone saw a lonely remembrance and his frustrated heartache.

Such a song was poured out by Bai Chan as if it were a story, and a picture from a dream appeared in everyone's minds.

I was condemned by love to be lonely for the rest of my life

Don't fight back, don't let go

The garden that I can't finish drawing

The heart is filled with dissatisfaction

It's you

The version performed by Bai Chan is that the genius singer Jay reduced the original version of the original Mo of the queen of heaven by 6key and added three tones to the interval to become a score suitable for male singers, which is why Zuoqiu Qingsao will have such an exclamation as soon as he gets the score. It's not difficult to make such an arrangement, but it's not something that can be done with a little music, especially an arrangement that doesn't fit the melody like adding a fourth.

Listening to Bai Chan's slightly low alto, he suddenly pulled his voice, recalling the despair of losing Wan'er, recalling the paintbrush inserted in his heart, and singing his deepest pain and understanding. With Bai Zen's true voice steadily soaring to the small character group C3, singing the sentence I was sentenced to lifelong loneliness by love. Like a sword composed of sound waves, everyone present suddenly seemed to have their bodies cut open by the sword composed of songs, and then their souls were soothed by such affectionate notes. And at this moment, Bai Chan seems to have turned into that fish, swimming in an endless search.

Why was he sentenced to lifelong loneliness by love?

You can't break free, you can't escape

A knot that the brow can't untie

Hit the inextricable catastrophe

It's you

Such a sentence of lyrics that almost helplessly asked himself broke into the ears of Qing Nan, listening to Bai Chan's affectionate confession, Qing Nan understood that it is not easy to sing, and it is even more difficult to go to the heart.

But Bai Chan has almost dug up her entire heart at this moment.

Deposited in the singing and playing, she echoed the music that wandered like an elf, and a wisp of thought was brought into her dream, as if she saw Bai Chan shedding bitter tears, talking to a girl whose face could not be seen clearly.

After a few days of contact, looking at the bloody nature of the Chinese man that Bai Chan showed last time, and now the deep affection that has turned into a soft finger, such a tragic talent, but it was not born for her. She thought she was that girl, and even regretted why she didn't agree to him directly that day. At this moment, she almost thought that Bai Yang and Tong Ershao were completely fooling her about Bai Chan's past when they told him.

Now, the man who just confessed to her, why is the one in your singing not me!

What is the reason for your estrangement? Who is your song for?

Why did that you, leaving you like this, hurting you......

If it were me, I wouldn't hurt you like this.

Qing Nan told herself, at this moment she felt like a stubborn and sinking fish, swimming towards Bai Chan in the cold seabed, and since then, entangled, but she could not resist. Qing Nang didn't know if she would fall in love with Bai Chan like this, just like she didn't know who Bai Chan was singing for.

She knew that Bai Chan had the shadow of another girl engraved in her heart, and the imprint of this shadow was very deep.

At this moment, a thought that suddenly came to her mind that she thought was ridiculous:

How can you win against an enemy you can't see?