After the foreplay, the main event is on stage.

With a button of the gaffer, the entire luxury box suddenly disappeared, and it was pitch black.

Under the boundless darkness that caught them off guard, in the instinctive panic of everyone's bodies, they only heard a 'snort', and a match was suddenly struck on the stage. And it was this small match that released the light that instantly filled a huge room.

The face painting is beautiful, and the crow is silent.

No one would have thought that in the hustle and bustle of the city's most prosperous KTV, there would be such pure darkness and such a warm and soft clear light. This kind of sudden is like a midsummer night in the countryside, the kind of frog chirping, the bird chirping, the peace and tranquility brought to people's hearts by the candlelight in the old house, unconsciously, it is so far away......

Those disappearing childhood memories seemed to be awakened again in an instant because of this small match in Zhou Yang's hand.

Everyone was intoxicated by this wonderful scene replacement, and Zhou Yang had already struck the second match and lit the red candle that had been conjured out of nowhere.

"The flowers bloom, the lights go out, the full moon lacks ......"

The candlelight reflected the handsome and handsome face, and Zhou Yang said affectionately: "Life is like a white horse, fleeting. Let's not just run forward, and forget those innocent years, forget those splendid relatives and friends, and forget those past scenery that has withered. ”

Zhou Yang said, moving the red candle in his hand to the bar table, and at some point, it had changed back to the original appearance of Zhou Yang when he did magic before.

12 full beer bottles, formed in the shape of a heart, surrounded by a bouquet of delicate flowers.

Zhou Yang's left hand grabbed the void, like a cloud-piercing arrow of time, and picked it up, instantly extinguishing the candlelight.

All around was darkness again.

Everyone was pondering in the dark, recalling every word and sentence that Zhou Yang had just said...... But it was less than ten seconds, and they obviously didn't hear the friction of the lighter or the sound of striking matches, and the candlelight, which had just been extinguished, suddenly brightened again.

What's going on?

Everyone's eyes, of course, looked at Zhou Yang, who was silently holding a red candle in the center of the stage. But wait, oh my God, there were 12 full bottles of original beer on the bar table, and some of them were empty, some were half-bottled, and some of them seemed to have only been drunk with a sip of water, and they were abandoned here......

'Single-mindedness' is gone.

All that remains is disorganized, cups and plates.

In addition, the large bouquet of flowers in the middle, which was originally smooth, turned into a bouquet of withered roses. Although it smells good, it looks haggard and has lost its time.

This artistic conception is really flattering.

The falling flowers are intentional, and the flowing water is ruthless.

Also, when did Zhou Yang have an extra guitar out of thin air, and the cube chair that was obviously on the other side of the stage was changed under him at this time?

In this situation, everyone suddenly woke up to the fact that Zhou Yang was still in the midst of magic. And he can change all kinds of props on the stage so much in just a few seconds, it seems that Zhou Yang secretly does not have three or five backstage assistants, whether you believe it or not, they don't believe it anyway.

Originally, they thought that this was just an impromptu performance, but they didn't expect Zhou Yang to dedicate such a well-planned large-scale production and large-scale work, and everyone's gratitude and admiration for this senior brother naturally went to a higher level.

This is certainly not a high tide.

Zhou Yang stroked the acoustic guitar in his hand, sat down in a comfortable position, and said to all the audience: "It's okay to sing, but I like the purest, most direct, and most face-to-face performance method without plugging in." Well, the magic is over for the time being, and I will now sing you my favorite song "Lilacs", dedicated to our dying youth......"

Oh my mother, my brother is really tactful, just to sing a song to everyone, I just did so much foreshadowing in front of me. Speaking of singing, although everyone's deep impression was diluted a lot by Zhou Yang's magic, Chen Xueer and Zhang Qian's previous performances can be said to be very perfect and super amazing.

Everyone has preconceived habits.

With the two beauties in front of her, especially Chen Xueer's dolphin voice that shocked the depths of people's souls, everyone heard that Zhou Yang, who performed magic tricks well, was going to change his career to singing, and they couldn't help but look forward to it a little less. Especially when Zhou Yang said that he wanted to sing the familiar old song "Lilac", many college students who supported Zhou Yang began to sweat for him at this time.

Classics, although they are easy to imitate, are really hard to beat.

"Lilacs" is a highly sung, small fresh, and small mournful love song, and everyone's ears are about to be cocooned. The scenes and words that Zhou Yang just laid out, although they made everyone find a little feeling, but there were classics that were difficult to surpass, and then there were two powerful female singers who sang on the same stage, and his move was still a bit suspicious......

And if the song is not sung well, it will almost smash the magic trick he carefully prepared.

Zhou Yang understands all these truths.

Even he himself did not expect that the first time he tried to perform magic tricks to the public, he would be so well received, loved and admired. During the time he was performing magic tricks, Zhou Yang had already received prompts one after another that 9 of the 10 college students he had added as friends after randomly 'sweeping' and 'shaking' in the hotel had already admired or adored them.

Even the beauty has a favorability coefficient of 35/100, which is the most beautiful, lowest-key, and most proud girl in this group of female college students, sitting coldly in the left corner at this time, and she also has a very 'like' for Zhou Yang with a score of 81.

The rest of the men and women who Zhou Yang had not yet scanned, except for the boys in the northeast corner, Zhou Yang estimated that at least eighty or ninety percent of them were in love with him and admired him.

Take it when you see it, it's almost enough, right?

Anyway, he said that he would not sing at this time and continue to play magic, which I believe everyone liked to see. And if you suddenly raise your voice, the result behind this is really hard to say......

But in this situation, Zhou Yang can't take care of it so much.

Just like what he said before, even if he can't get everyone's applause after singing this song, and even 'lose his fans' because of it, but in order to commemorate the 'dying youth', he has to sing it today!

You say you love lilacs the most

Because your name is her

What a melancholy flower

Sentimental people

When the flowers wither

When the picture freezes

What a delicate flower

But he can't hide from the wind and rain

A life of floating, shaking, and shaking

What a beautiful weaving dream

……

Zhou Yang plucked the strings, closed his eyes lightly, and sang to his own rhythm. The lyrics of this song are not only in memory of the lilac-like girl, but also in memory of the fleeting youth past. I have to admit that when Zhou Yang used to practice guitar in college, singing this song also had a kind of hypocrisy of 'teenagers don't know the taste of sorrow and say sorrow for the new words'.

But the experience of graduating in the past few years, and all kinds of ups and downs in society, made him more and more emotional, reminiscing about those astringent and simple good times on campus.

Although the age is not too old.

But the gradual distancing of youth still makes people feel a faint sadness.

Zhou Yang thinks that he is emotionally invested and full of emotion today, and with the atmosphere in front of him, this song can be said to have sung his best level so far. The audience held their breath, their eyes lit up, and there were even two girls who wiped the tears from the corners of their eyes with tissues, which undoubtedly proved the success of his performance.

I moved myself, and I touched some others.

But Zhou Yang always felt as if something was missing.

Especially when he sang to the high tide, he was obviously emotional and full of sadness, but the tune he sang from his throat was only in the vocal range, outside of emotion.

To put it bluntly, it lacks enough appeal and does not have enough sense of substitution.

This may be the difference between a professional singer and an amateur singer, right?

Zhou Yang really wanted to let his emotions out, and even wanted to dig out his heart and lungs, so that others could empathize with his inner sorrow at this time. But there are too many things on professional singing skills, and he can't keep up. Including the level of guitar playing, Zhou Yang neglected to practice after graduation, and at this time it can only be regarded as average. Yes, even if he tried his best and put all his efforts, he could not perfectly integrate his voice, guitar, hands, emotional thinking, facial expressions, and body movements into one, bringing a vivid audio-visual feast to the audience......

There is a little bit of regret.

Zhou Yang played and sang, and when the song came to the end of the song through the beginning and end, he lowered his voice and sang to the void happily: "The yard is full of lilacs, and it is full of beautiful purple flowers. I'm here with her and I'll protect her for the rest of my life......"

At this point, the song is over.

Although it is not perfect, Zhou Yang thinks that he has done his best, as for the real reaction, I can only see how this group of college students feel after watching it.

Applause is everything.

However, unexpectedly, Zhou Yang had stopped playing and singing, and the curtain came down at the end of the song, but there was no applause from even one person at the scene.

Can't you?

Zhou Yang looked at it, but when he saw everyone's expressions sighing and his mood was solemn, he raised his head like a dream at this time, looking at him with an unfinished face. Chen Xue'er, who was closest to Zhou Yang, wiped the tears in her eyes at this time, and reminded her kindly: "Why is it gone?" ”

Yes, yes, yes.

Only then did Zhou Yang realize that the chorus of the high tide part in front of him had only been sung once. And for every good song that is popular, the chorus part must be sung three or five times repeatedly, which is used to continuously deepen the emotion and gradually push it to an extremely high climax.

He had just forgotten about it because he wasn't satisfied with his performance.

Looking at the intoxication, fascination, and expectation on everyone's faces, Zhou Yang suddenly increased his confidence, smiled slightly, and then vigorously plucked the strings with his right hand, and continued to sing in a high, hoarse voice:

The grave was full of flowers

It's the beauty you crave

Look at the mountains

Do you still feel lonely?

……

Once, twice, three times.

Zhou Yang used his almost crazy shouting voice, as if he was complaining about his dissatisfaction with God's arrangement, and as if he was standing on the vast mountains and fields, shouting out to the sad cry of the deceased girl.

And every time he sings, Zhou Yang feels that the super strength of playing the guitar in his hand and the decibel of the singing voice shouted out of his mouth have reached an extreme that he can never surpass. But the next time, when his emotions converged from all sides of his body, trying to vent through his voice and hands, the guitar he played in his hands, whether it was hand speed, strength, or cool mastery, became more comfortable than ever. And his voice, at this time, is like a built-in magic golden voice, and he is comfortable with all kinds of infectious and expressive vocal ranges and scales.

It's all because of more focus.

Zhou Yang has taken care of everything else flawlessly here and now, and all the essence, energy, and spirit in his mind have rushed to his voice and hands, interpreting and interpreting wildly.

And the audience in the audience is already crazy at this time, crazy crazy, crazy crazy. Regardless of whether their own singing voices were good or bad, they were all deeply infected by Zhou Yang's high-pitched and passionate emotions, and they couldn't help but sing loudly along with him......

In front of the grave, full of flowers, how beautiful you desire.

Look at that, all over the hills, do you still feel lonely?

Alone?

Single?

Is it?