() At this time, in a small town in Mirador, Ontario, Canada, a petite and cute girl, about fourteen or fifteen years old, was singing along with the music on the TV, and her body was also shaking along with it.
Dancing, the TV was showing the live broadcast of Wang Zixuan's New Year's Eve concert. Wang Zixuan held the guitar in his hand and kept playing beautiful notes one after another, completely conquering the little girl's heart.
"Oh...Ai Wei'er, my baby, listen, please turn down the volume on the TV quickly. Your sister still needs to rest. God, it's the New Year soon, can't you just be calm?" One
A plump middle-aged woman came out of the kitchen and said.
"Okay, mom, but don't turn off the TV. I want to watch this live broadcast. My God, the little prince of rock and roll sings so well. I like this exciting feeling. Listen, baby, baby,
Babyoh...oh, I love him..." Although Aiweier turned down the volume of the TV, her enthusiasm did not diminish at all, but became more and more exciting. She felt that rock and roll was the perfect release of life!
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At the police station in Manhattan, New York City, Police Chief Jack is frantically making one call after another:
"Oh, God, that little rock devil Robert is about to blow up Times Square. Colonel Colin, please hurry up and dispatch your little guys. Nearly 800,000 people have gathered here. God, who knows about the little devil.
Where does the appeal come from..."
"No, Toussaint, you must maintain order at the scene. Don't let any extra person enter..."
"Shit! Fuck you! What are you talking about? The people broke down the security cordon we set up. Oh, God, prevent casualties, otherwise your seat and my seat will be destroyed. Who knows what kind of concert Universal will hold?"
You can't be a normal person, the influence of this little devil is too terrifying..."
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Although Wang Zixuan was performing on the stage to his heart's content, he vaguely felt something was wrong, because he seemed to hear the chaotic noise and the honking of the trains. When he looked outside the concert, he saw a large number of people crowded in and out of each other.
When they entered the concert, behind them were security police who were hurriedly maintaining order at the scene. Zizixuan even saw the presence of armed troops.
In an instant, a lot of sweat oozed from Wang Zixuan's forehead, and his face turned pale. He was only looking at the rock, but ignored the order of the scene. If someone was injured and died, he would receive a lot of criticism, which would be very harmful to his personal reputation.
A big impact.
Regardless of how influential Wang Zixuan is in the world now and how many fans there are, many people are waiting to criticize him and slander him. Public opinion is a powerful and destructive weapon. Once it is hit, the consequences will be unimaginable.
"Ah, help..."
At this moment, Wang Zixuan suddenly found a little girl lying on the ground two rows in front of his stage. The crowd behind her was constantly moving forward to support her, and was about to trample over her...
"No, no, stop..." Wang Zixuan threw the guitar aside with a pale face, then ran off the stage like the wind, and hugged the girl in his arms in time, but he was blocked by the crazy crowd behind him.
Crushed to the ground!
When the crowded people saw their favorite little rock prince being crushed to the ground, they immediately calmed down and called for help. They consciously maintained the order of the scene and prevented the crazily crowded people behind from squeezing forward.
Wang Zixuan was kicked five or six times in a row, and there was already a faint trace of blood on his back, but the black tights covered up the bright red color of the blood. Wang Zixuan endured the huge pain on his body, and he hugged him with all his strength.
The girl in his arms ran to the stage. Although he had been stepped on several times by the crowd just now, the girl was also stepped on several times and was pressed by his body. Her face turned red and she was about to suffocate.
At this time, Paris also ran over from the backstage. Looking at Wang Zixuan's bleeding back and the unconscious girl in his arms, she immediately covered her mouth and became speechless.
Everyone at the scene finally noticed what was going on on the stage. Suddenly everyone calmed down and stopped being so crowded. They all turned their concerned eyes to the stage. Although they didn't know what happened just now, they were sitting on their knees.
Wang Zixuan on the stage and the figure lying on the ground told them that the situation was serious...
"Boom..."
At this moment, the twelve o'clock bell rang in the square, and the world officially entered the 21st century...
Wang Zixuan looked at the pale girl lying in his arms, and suddenly remembered that in 1997, Anne, who also died in his arms at a piano concert, suddenly clenched his fists nervously, so that the nails of his ten fingers were embedded in the palms of his hands.
, a trace of blood-red liquid flowed out, but he could not feel any pain, because his heart was even more painful at this time.
"Why, why is it not me who wants to die? Why do I have to experience pain every time? God, why can't I die on their behalf?" Wang Zixuan screamed in pain, hugging the girl's body tightly, and tears flowed like spring water.
When he came out, he was blaming himself, why didn't he rush down earlier, why was he not the one who died, and why did he have to hold a concert?
Paris didn't know why Wang Zixuan was so sad. She couldn't help but said: "Hey, I think she is just unconscious for the time being, but if you still exert such force, she can really suffocate to death..."
After hearing Paris's words, Wang Zixuan was excited and put his ear to the girl's left breast. Although there was some soft elasticity, this was not the most important thing. He felt strong and orderly beatings. She was still alive and not alive.
die?
"How to save her? Tell me!" Wang Zixuan raised his head and said loudly to Paris, with a fierce look as if you don't tell me, I will eat you.
"Artificial respiration should be useful. She was overwhelmed by the crowd just now. Just give her artificial respiration..." Although Paris is dissatisfied with Wang Zixuan's attitude, she is also a mature beauty after all. Is it possible?
It's not as good as an underdeveloped little girl Danzi, but saving people is like putting out fires, so she can't wait too long, so she has no choice but to answer.
Wang Zixuan looked at the girl in his arms, then opened his mouth, took a deep breath, and then gently pressed his lips against the pink lips of the unconscious girl in his arms. The soft, smooth, mellow and charming taste made him slightly
He was a little uneasy, but he quickly calmed down and breathed the fresh air into the girl's mouth.
After breathing the girl several times in a row, she gradually woke up from the coma. Wang Zixuan suddenly shed happy eyes, hugged her to his chest, and cried. He did not let a beautiful girl disappear from his eyes again.
She did it.
Lindsay opened her eyes and saw that the little rock prince she liked was holding her and crying, and the moisture on his lips told her what had just happened. Feeling the warmth of Wang Zixuan's chest, she suddenly felt that the disaster was something she had never experienced before.
The warmth she had experienced before, she liked this feeling.
The people below the stage were already in order. They knew that due to their crazy crowding, a beautiful little girl almost died in front of them. When Wang Zixuan hugged the girl and cried, their hearts were suddenly twisted. When Wang Zixuan gave the girl
When doing artificial respiration, they suddenly felt out of breath. When the girl woke up, they suddenly felt at peace in their hearts.
Everyone put their right hands on their chests to bless the girl in Wang Zixuan's arms and wish her a better future...
"Thank you for saving me, Prince..." Lindsay said gratefully. If it hadn't been for Wang Zixuan's desperate rush to protect her, she would have been trampled to pieces by the crazy crowd.
Wang Zixuan touched the girl's face and said softly: "I should be the one who wants to say I'm sorry. Really, if you hadn't come to watch my concert, you wouldn't be in such danger today. I'm so sorry..."
Lindsay held Wang Zixuan's hand and said: "I don't blame you. Really, I like your rock music. You know, in fact, I almost didn't want to live before because my father was always drinking and beating me and my mother. That kind of
The gloomy days almost made me lose the courage to live, but after hearing your singing, I felt that it was the purest and most perfect voice in the world. With the support of your singing, I have been able to survive until now, and I am lying in bed now
I feel very happy in the arms of the prince I like..."
The girl's words immediately moved Wang Zixuan. He asked Paris to support the girl, then picked up the electric guitar nearby and said to everyone in the loudest voice: "Today, we rocked, we went crazy, we were happy,
But we almost had an angel return to heaven, God, that was never supposed to happen..."
"Oh, God, we were wrong..."
"Oh, we are bastards..."
"Oh, yes, we are simply crazy..."
Everyone couldn't help but say sincerely, and at the same time lowered their heads to express their apologies to the woman.
Wang Zixuan continued: "God did a good thing. She did not let this angel return to the embrace of the Lord. At this moment, in my heart, this beautiful little angel must be God in my heart, because she is the embodiment of God's will.
God gave her life and let her return to the world. At this moment, she is the incarnation of God..."
"Oh, yes, God resurrected our angel, thank God..."
"Oh, thank God, she is great..."
"Yes, God has forgiven us and allowed the little angel to return to our arms again..."
Everyone once again gave thanks to the Lord devoutly.
Wang Zixuan felt that the atmosphere on the field had reached an extreme, and he immediately slapped the guitar strings hard and said loudly: "Now, God's tolerance has made my soul sublime. I decided to thank God and celebrate our little angel at the same time."
Regain life, use singing to thank the Lord for forgiveness, I will use my life and soul to play a song live, so that God can hear our voices, the voice of thanksgiving, please listen to godisagirl now..."
The gentle sound of the guitar sounded, tap...ta...ta...
rememberingme
Remember me irl
she is a girl
tothosewhoafree
free your mind
st
history will continue
godisagirl
god is a girlb
can you accept
godisagirl
god is a girl
whateveryousay
no matter what you say
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A classic is indeed a classic, beautiful melody, touching music, God is a girl, who would believe it, but now everyone believes it, everyone sang along with Wang Zixuan, they did not shake their bodies, but quietly
Singing, they are giving thanks.
When Lindsay listened to Wang Zixuan's singing, she felt that the "God is a girl" in his mouth was her. Such beautiful singing made her feel very touched. She felt that this boy who sang with his life and soul was everything to her.
, supporting her to live bravely.,
At the same time, the live broadcast of Wang Zixuan rescuing Lindsay and singing "godisagirl" on stage reached the whole world. Suddenly everyone stood in front of the TV and sang along with Wang Zixuan.
Just entering the 21st century, "godisagirl", a song that could move God, immediately spread to every corner of the world. Music has no borders, and music at this time can even communicate with the soul.
The song "godisagirl" brings the breath of the new century. It is destined to resound throughout the history of the new millennium. It carries the breath of God. It is God's declaration to people to cherish everything in front of them. So what if God is a girl?
, If you want to love, just love, love with joy, the sky is shining on us, someone we can truly trust will appear, there is a rainbow waiting for you and me, a beautiful sunrise is so eternal...
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