Chapter 68: The Law of Radicalization

Yin Zhe, Xia Zuo, Nanfeng and Cheng Jingran were all stunned by Ye An'an's desperate efforts just now, no one could see it more clearly than them, the position where the lamp fell was less than a meter behind Ye An'an, even with the cover of the lampshade outside, there were still a few pieces of glass that collapsed on her back, if she didn't wear thicker, if the position was a little higher, she probably wouldn't be able to stand there as well as she is now.

Ye Anan stood with his head down and his back to them, like a sad movie, there was only one back in the whole movie, a back standing in the endless darkness and being put in the spotlight, there was no music, and there was no narration, but the sad emotions in it were like a drop of ink dripping into the clear water, and it quickly spread.

Yin Zhe looked at this back, his facial features moved slightly, as if the sculpture on the wall suddenly came to life, and the emotions on his face were like spring water flowing from under the ice and snow, revealing endless warmth.

He regretted it a little, his judgment and what he thought was like a levee visited by a swarm of termites in the face of this sadness, collapsed in an instant.

Ye Anan raised his head, wiped away the tears remaining from the corners of his eyes, turned around and walked in the direction of the exit, although everyone in the background was busy with their own affairs, their eyes peeked here from time to time, but in their opinion, the expression on Ye Anan's face was indifferent as if nothing had happened just now.

At the same time, the dean's speech, which had been suspended in front of the stage because of a loud bang in the backstage, has also returned to normal.

Ye Anan walked up to the four BG members and smiled, "I'll go down to watch your performance, I wish you a successful performance." ”

"Okay," Xia Zuo nodded, his eyes gently closing one by one, "Although we may not be able to meet the standard for that song of yours, we will do our best." ”

Yin Zhe clenched his fist on the tip of his nose with his right hand, and 'smacked' twice contrivedly, and said with an unnatural expression, "That, Ye An'an......"

"Stop," Ye Anan hurriedly made a pause gesture, "I don't want to quarrel with you now." ”

Yin Zhe tugged at the corners of his mouth a little helplessly, "Who said I was going to quarrel with you?" ”

Ye Anan also ignored him anymore and turned around to leave, but as soon as she walked out and took a step, she suddenly tilted her head and turned back, she looked up at Yin Zhe, her eyes flashed with a provocative light, "Okay, what did you want to say just now?" I'm listening. ”

Yin Zhe watched Ye Anan erect all the thorns in his body like a hedgehog, and suddenly didn't know what to say.

"Why didn't you say it?" Ye Anan raised his eyebrows, "Then I guess," Ye Anan slowly paced around Yin Zhe, "How about it?" Do you think that my acting skills have reached a state of superbness, as you think, it is not easy to use this trick to catch and indulge, so I switched to the bitter meat trick. ”

"How?" Ye Anan stood in front of Yin Zhe and looked at him with his arms crossed and sneered, "Is there a point where you start to admire me?" If not, there should always be a little bit of envy, like you, who is surrounded by different women every day, and is as ordinary as others eating and sleeping every day, don't you envy other people's pursuit and persistence in love? If you don't even have the feeling of envy, then you should hate all the books, movies, and TV that depict love, right? Then I wonder, how can someone like you, who obviously has an emotional deficit, start music? Isn't it said that of all the mediums that carry emotions, music is the most emotional? It's no wonder that your understanding of some music is unbelievably sluggish. Ye Anan sighed and shook his head, "I'm starting to pity you a little now, at least I still have a fiery heart under my gorgeous packaging, what about you?" What's left after your package is unpacked? It's not just a bunch of air, is it? ”

"Ye An'an~" Nanfeng frowned and pulled Ye An'an's sleeve, obviously, this was a war he didn't expect, and Ye An'an's firepower seemed to be unprecedentedly fierce, because he saw Yin Zhe's face suddenly gloomy, with a complicated look that he had never seen before, so that he couldn't tell whether this was anger or pain for a while.

At this time, a burst of warm applause broke out in the audience, and Li Qingmu's speech ended.

Ye Anan glanced in the direction of the stage, turned his head and shrugged his shoulders sneeringly, "Okay, it's time for you to play, no matter what, I still wish you a successful performance, of course, I really hope that I can have the strength to say anything at this moment, you know, after all, this is a party held by our academy, I hope it can have a perfect process." ”

At this time, the host had already finished the curtain call, and Yin Zhe's right hand was holding the guitar, and his finger joints were frighteningly white because he was too hard. But he just took a deep look at Ye An'an, turned around and stepped onto the stage.

As soon as the four of them took the stage, the applause that erupted from the audience was mixed with the excited screams of countless girls.

"Eh, An'an, why are you still here?" Xu Ziwen and Tu Ke, who changed out of stage clothes, returned backstage side by side.

"I'll go down after watching them perform." Ye Anan turned his head and smiled gently, and the sharp expression just now was swept away.

At this time, on the stage, as a few brisk drums fell, Yin Zhe's tense singing resounded throughout the sky.

"If you die, you have to love, if you don't drench it, you won't be happy, how deep your feelings are, only in this way can you confess enough. If you die, you have to love, don't cry until you smile and don't be happy, the heart of the universe is still ......"

The dazzling lighting of the stage illuminates Yin Zhe's well-defined face, making him look like a beautiful angel standing in front of the gate of heaven to greet you, and like an evil ghost who has come from hell to harvest your soul, Ye An'an can always feel this extreme and opposing fusion in him. Perhaps Lucifer, the 'archangel' who eventually degenerated into 'Satan', is the best way to describe him.

At this moment, this singing Lucifer, the good and the evil in his heart are fiercely fighting, he can even smell the rich smell of blood in the depths of his throat, with a joy tossed in pain, like stepping the whole world into a pile of glass shards with one foot, and then walking back and forth on it barefoot, full of hysteria regardless of it.

The other three members of the BG are like three sunflowers awakened by the sun, and when they look at Yoon Chul at the same time, their eyes are shining with inexplicable excitement, maybe this is the so-called resonance with music.

In the last paragraph, Yin Zhe simply let go of the guitar in his hand and held the Mike in front of him with both hands, his bright eyes exuding breathtaking power under the colorful halo.

"Love at the end of the road, not extremely romantic and unhappy, hair will be snow-white, soil will be buried, and thoughts will not rot. To the end of the road, you have to love, no time to be old, not happy, not afraid of love into a sea of fire. Love is only brilliant when it boils......"

Ye Anan couldn't help but shake his head and sighed, even at such a crazy moment, Yin Zhe's expression was still as cold as wearing a human skin mask.

The scene was completely boiling with Yin Zhe's endless lingering radio, and all the audience stood up from their positions, applause, shouts, and screams were mixed, and the scene was a bit uncontrollable.

But it didn't have much to do with the BG band anymore, they packed up their instruments and went back to the backstage from the left side.

"Hey~ Boss, this time the singing is amazing, I haven't been so excited with these hands for a long time." Nanfang bumped Yin Zhe on the shoulder and laughed.

Yin Zhe lowered his head and did not speak.

As soon as they stepped backstage, Ye Anan immediately braked in front of them, clapped his hands excitedly, and said, "Great, the performance just now is so perfect." ”

Then she glanced at Yin Zhe, who was still with a cold face, and leaned over with a smile, "You have to thank me well, if I hadn't provoked you before you came on stage, would you have played so well?" ”

"You did it on purpose?" Nanfeng pointed at Ye An'an in surprise, and then turned his head to look at Xia Zuo, who was calm next to him, "You won't have seen it a long time ago, right?" ”

Xia Zuo smiled noncommittally.

"Of course," Ye Anan raised his eyebrows proudly at the south wind, and stretched out his finger to point at Yin Zhe's right shoulder, "Hey, aren't you really angry?" I'm doing this for your own good, and besides, the last time you said that about me, I was... Hey~ What are you doing? ”

Before Ye Anan finished speaking, Yin Zhe grabbed Ye Anan's arm and pulled him off the stage, "You come over to me!" ”