Chapter 136 Who said that a man covered in mud is not a hero
As the accompaniment started, Liu Ming began his performance in this round of challenge.
A rock song gradually started playing.
The moment the dynamic melody sounded, the audience was immersed in it.
The invincible and explosive electronic music began to ignite the entire audience.
Countless spectators couldn't help but started to sway along on the spot.
Coupled with the carefully designed dance elements, the atmosphere of the scene was suddenly lifted up.
After three minutes, the entire audience was in a state of excitement.
When the song ended, Liu Ming was quite satisfied with his performance.
When he walked off the stage, Liu Ming even glanced at Wu Bai, his eyes full of provocation.
At this time, the big screen in the studio clearly captured this point.
Wu Tang, who was sitting in the audience, was absolutely furious.
"What are you crazy about?! One song made my ears explode and it made me so angry!"
At this time, everyone can see the smell of gunpowder between Wu Bai and Liu Ming.
The audience on the side had already started discussing.
"The quality of this song is good. It is obviously much better than Liu Ming's previous two songs. Is this guy hiding his clumsiness?"
"What a fool, he obviously didn't write this song himself, he must have paid for it!"
"I think so too. It's not like everyone was blind to his previous strength..."
"Brother Liu Ming is the best. He was just a little more humble before, okay? Don't attack others casually!"
"By the way, I started to squirm just now when I listened to this song. Wu Bai is in trouble now...!"
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The barrage is still flooding the screen like crazy.
The vast majority of people praised the quality of the song, but of course some doubted the true originality of the song.
At this time Yang Mi has already started the midfield transition.
"Thank you Mr. Liu Ming for your wonderful performance, then let us invite the guest performer, Wu Bai!"
When the voice fell, everyone had already turned their attention to Wu Bai.
Wu Bai's eyes never left the stage from beginning to end.
There seemed to be a long ringing sound in his head, hitting his heart one after another.
He saw Liu Ming's provocation on the side.
But so what? Why should you take it to heart?
Wu Bai still looked calm.
It's just that the peace at this time seems to have a different flavor.
Just like the sea before a storm, it was silent at this time, not even the slightest glimpse of seagulls passing by.
At this time, Yang Mi happened to step off the stage and passed by Wu Bai, who was on stage next to him.
Yang Mi briefly skipped this moment, and she rarely paused.
At this moment, she felt as if Wu Bai's body was covered with a thick layer of frost.
At this time, Wu Bai had slowly stepped onto the stage.
Glancing at Qiangzi in the audience, he seemed to have seen himself in his previous life.
No resources, no background, no popularity.
Nothing.
Opportunities that are hard to come by can easily be replaced by others.
Just like this time, Qiangzi finally asked the director for a chance.
I thought I was catching the only ray of light from the darkness...
He ran so hard towards that light, and practiced desperately for countless dark days and nights.
Just to give back to the fans who support me.
That shining sincerity just wants to work hard to bloom the last bit of light, and take another look at all the people who provide it with light before it dims.
Just one last look...
But now, are we going to be deprived of even this only opportunity?
Has it become difficult to just sing?
Thoughts in his mind swept over him like waves, and Wu Bai had already stepped onto the stage.
The spotlight suddenly came down and he closed his eyes slightly.
At this time, his fingers were already playing on the guitar.
Wave after wave of accompaniment flowed from his fingertips.
At this time, the speed between his fingers became faster and faster.
The gradually accelerating melody changes from melodious to urgent.
At this moment, countless listeners felt as if their breathing had quickened, and their hearts felt inexplicably heavy.
It was like being in an invisible sea, so far away from the sun, and surrounded by darkness.
It was so stressful that everyone felt suffocated.
But this is just a prelude.
Everyone can feel the difference between this prelude and the previous one by Liu Ming.
At this time, Liu Ming, who returned to the guest seat, had opened his mouth slightly.
Looking at Wu Bai's eyes, he couldn't help but start to feel a little dazed.
Qiangzi, who was still sitting in the corner, was even more stunned when he heard the melody in his ears.
The melody seemed to have magic power, making everyone look towards the stage involuntarily.
At this moment, Wu Bai on the stage was already immersed in his own melody.
Apart from the accompaniment of this song, there is no sound in my ears.
"Everyone is brave"
"The wound on your forehead"
“Your difference and your mistakes”
"No need to hide"
"Your shabby doll"
"Your Mask Your Self"
As the sound of the first paragraph fell, no matter it was the live audience, the guests backstage, or the netizens in the live broadcast room, everyone was attracted by Wu Bai's singing.
It seems to be a gentle and melodious tune, but like a glacier with only a corner exposed, there is infinite power hidden under the water.
But now, when everyone listens to the melody, they can feel that the waves on the bottom of the sea are gradually approaching.
"They said"
"Tame every monster with light"
"They said"
"Stitch up your wounds. No one loves a clown."
"Why loneliness is not glorious"
"Only imperfect people are worthy of praise"
"Who said someone covered in mud is not a hero?"
Every note, every word, and every lyric seemed to have passed through thousands of obstacles and hit the hearts of all the listeners hard.
Many guests backstage had sat up straight.
Among them, Qiangzi was even more shocked.
In the bottom of my heart, a loneliness that penetrated deep into my bones rose.
His eyes became slightly red.
"Stitch up your wounds. No one loves a clown" was written as if it were him.
He suddenly remembered that he had been slandered overnight, from being the proud son of heaven to being the rat that everyone yelled at.
At that time, it was prosperous and prosperous, but in a blink of an eye, the door was deserted.
At that time, the light was shining brightly, and in an instant, people were leaving to enjoy the cold tea.
During those ten years of being hidden in the snow, he was the only one who struggled to grow up alone in the dark alley.
Covered with mud, he became increasingly ignored.
Being in a dark alley, people are getting less and less attention.
No one understands this loneliness and indifference better than him.
He was born as a human being, but he seems to have never been seen, watched, or noticed again...
Sometimes he even feels that he is just like a bed bug crawling out of the gutter, afraid of sunlight and crowds...
Only when he sang loudly did he feel that he was shining a little bit.
Even though he is bruised and bruised, even though he is scarred.
But look, he is shining!
Even for that little bit of light, he clearly used all his strength! This chapter has been completed!