After the first singer came on stage, after praising it once, it was gone.

The second singer is obviously stronger than the first singer.

The singing skills are in the front, and the control of the stage far exceeds that of the first singer.

Powerful singers, there is no doubt about it.

How the votes, I don't know.

Programs, all have shady scenes, and there is no show that is not shady.

It claims to be a fair and open program, hiding important data, and you can't find it.

Whether it is a god or a ghost, others have the final say.

Finally arrived in Chen Yang, he had no pressure.

It's not that they are not strong, but they know that they may not be able to go far, so why bother.

Let go of your hands and feet, and sing as much as you want.

This is Chen Yang's attitude.

My songs, I give you interpretations, I like it, I am happy.

I don't like it, and I won't be sad.

"Once you were—a wanderer."

The title gives the title of the song.

The audience couldn't see it, they heard the prelude.

And the person in front of the screen, after seeing the name of the song, looked like a thought.

No matching song was found, and it was an original song again.

The giraffe sighed: "Are all singers so strong now?" Two original songs in a row, are you going to mock us? ”

There is a little bit of a bad thing about the original song, and the audience is not familiar with it.

After hearing it, I didn't feel it, but it was miserable.

And Chen Yang, two consecutive capitals, I have to say, the art master is bold.

If it were me, I wouldn't dare to do it.

"I admire you for that."

The monkey stared at Chen Yang on the screen, new song.

It's a new song again, your fucking new song is a meal, you can come anywhere.

He is the scheduled singer and wants to advance to the next round.

There can be no accidents, the giraffe's strength is strong, but in the face of the relationship, it is useless.

If there is no accident, this time the singer is himself.

"No matter how well you sing, it's useless, King of Songs, it's mine."

"You can't win the king of songs."

On the stage, Chen Yang opened his eyes.

He took a deep breath and smiled mysteriously.

Under the mask, no one could tell his smile.

The sound is the original sound.

Concealment, not needed.

Chen Yang's voice can change.

"I once dreamed of going to the end of the world with a sword

Take a look at the prosperity of the world

Young hearts are always a little frivolous

Now you call the world home

The girl who once made you feel distressed

Now it is gone

Love always makes you yearn and feel annoyed

It has left you bruised all over your body. ”

In the past, I always fantasized about going to the end of the world alone.

With a sword at his waist and a dream in his hand, he walked forward firmly.

Appreciate the bustle of the world, the beauty of every city, every place.

When we were young, we were so frivolous that we didn't believe our family members and didn't want to listen to their teachings.

I feel that I am the world, and I am unwilling to be willing to go out without going out.

Even if you beat and scold, you won't give up.

After going out, I found out.

You are at home all over the world, and you can't go home.

The love that you are crazy and desperate to catch up with is gradually leaving you.

You're going to be annoyed.

You will grieve.

You will regret it.

You're finally covered in bruises.

But you, still, look at the world with a smile.

“DiLiLi……

Walk on the road to courage

DiLiLi……

There are sadness and excitement

Every moment is sad

Just look at the sea alone

I always think of my friends who are walking on the road

How many are healing. ”

The healer, alone licking the wound.

The world has given us pain, but we cannot resist the world.

When I'm sad, I want to see the sea.

The beauty of the sea, wide and will give you peace of mind.

“DiLiLi……

I don't know how many lonely nights

DiLiLi……

Woke up drunk last night

Every moment is sad

Just look at the sea alone

I always think of my friends who are walking on the road

How many are waking up. ”

Last night, drinking.

We, talking about our dreams, shed tears.

Complaining that the world is unfair.

Complaining about others being too cruel.

In the end, I found that I was powerless.

You look back at your friends, and they're still asleep.

Talking in his dreams, fantasizing about the day he became famous.

"Let's dry this glass

A good man's heart is like the sea

has experienced the ups and downs of life

This smile is warm and innocent

Every moment is sad

Just look at the sea alone

I always think of my friends who are walking on the road

How many are waking up. ”

Cheers.

Drink.

A good man, you must have the world in mind.

Our smiles are still as beautiful as yesterday.

The audience thought of themselves, the sad past, and the same with their former selves.

For the sake of dreams, desperate.

I don't regret being bruised all over my body.

The past that I don't want to recall, at this moment, emerges one by one.

The giraffe lowered its head and the corners of its eyes were red.

He walked through this arduous road, the center of which is sour, no one can say.

A song that touched my heartstrings.

"Maybe I've forgotten."

"You used to be, hehe."

"My dream, I realized, but I ......."

Nothing.

Left with me, all of a sudden, I was so lonely.

To see the sea?

Seems good.

He decided, tomorrow to see the sea.

"Let's dry this glass

A good man's heart is like the sea

has experienced the ups and downs of life

This smile is warm and innocent

This smile is warm and innocent. ”

This smile is warm and innocent.

My smile hasn't been shown in a long time.

Look up and smile.

Just like the audience, look up and smile.

Smile, so cute.

Even if there are tears hanging on it, it is still cute.

A song, to the end.

Chen Yang's voice stopped, and the stage was silent.

The audience was so engrossed that they forgot the shouting, forgot about the applause.

They looked at the man, the wanderer.

Wandering people, wandering hearts, wandering souls.

Can you find the home of your heart?

"Thank you."

Two songs, very cool.

sang very refreshingly, Chen Yang sang without scruples.

Not for nouns, not for others.

Just to express my thoughts, I want to sing these songs to them.

Tribute to the one who once did anything for your dreams.

Today, you can't do what you used to be.

You've grown up, you've had scruples.

We who are young and frivolous have to do a crazy thing, otherwise, when you grow up, you will regret it.

Chen Yang does not regret singing or doing what he has done.

"Thank you, thank you."

"Bang bang."

"Bang bang."

There was a wave of applause, and there were no superfluous words.

They, standing up, applauded.

Explains a lot, this treatment, is not available to other singers.

Chen Yang bowed and thanked him again.

Under applause, Chen Yang stepped down.

Behind the scenes, Director Wang is very satisfied, this time, the ratings are guaranteed.

It was right to find Chen Yang, and those people above seemed to be really going to knock and knock.

My Lao Wang's show wants to meddle without my permission, hum.

"The data is quickly counted, I want to be real, don't do anything to Lao Tzu."

The assistant nodded tremblingly, not daring to think otherwise.

(End of chapter)