“…she’s never gone…”

"..." "Suck~~~" "Huh~~~"

My singing was over, but there was no tide of applause and shouting around me, only silence and sighs, and low sobs.

"Ba,ba,ba~"

"Smack ~~"

"Smack sex~~~~~"

After a while, sporadic applause rang out from the crowd and gradually grew stronger and did not stop for a long time. However, people still did not shout, but just clapped silently, solemn and solemn.

“…”

I also did not make any excited moves, but just bowed slightly to the audience to express my gratitude. The band's boys were just staring at me silently, with complex emotions in their eyes.

"Polka do you sing like a poplar flower."

I put the microphone and came to her lightly.

"It sounds nice, very... touching. You are really not just singing... I lost..."

Poplar lowered his head, but his right hand gave me a thumbs up.

"Do you know where you lost?"

"I don't know, nor do I understand."

Bai Yanghua shook her head and looked at me blankly.

"Your voice is obviously not suitable for this song at all, why does it sound so moving and so coordinated that I even want to cry inexplicably? What super powers did you use?"

"Polka Do you know the background of this song?"

I patted the ashes on the isolation pier and let her sit next to me.

"The background of this song? What background?"

"Creative background. Why did the author write this song and what the song wants to express."

"How could I know? I just heard this song by chance before..."

"This is written by the lead singer of Aquarius for his lover, an international volunteer. During a medical support operation, her rescue station was hit by a rocket that struck her. The rescuers only found her right hand, and the right hand was still holding the bleeding-resisting forceps. A year later, the lead singer wrote the song "Her Right Hand" to express her condolences."

"That's right..."

"So the feelings when singing the whole song should be sad and angry, and they should burst out their emotions, but in the end they should be helpless and confused. Only in this way can the feelings the author wants to express will be conveyed."

"Why do you understand so much..."

"Because I carefully pondered the emotions I wanted to express in this song 331 times."

That’s right, with the help of Ai Jiang, I turned on the high-speed thinking mode to learn and use it now. I have never heard of this song before.

"Oh~~~~~~~~~"

"What's wrong."

"It just feels that I am convinced by the loss. Although your voice is completely unsuitable for this song, the emotions contained in the song are something I don't have. People will think that my singing is good and will applaud me, while your singing will make people immerse themselves in it and experience the stories in the song. It's me that I'm wrong, I really... can't sing..."

"No, you know how to sing, but you don't understand art."

"Oh, you still understand~~~"

"No, I don't understand either, I just have a slight understanding."

"You are so humble."

"This is not modesty, but facts. What I want to tell you is not to give up learning and improvement because of your talent. Without enough knowledge as software, your high-performance hardware is of no use."

"You are using this strange metaphor again~~~"

"let's go."

“Where to go?”

"Continue to find hobbies for you."

“…”

"What's wrong."

"Amy..."

"explain."

"I still...want to sing..."

"You're just good at singing."

"No! I want to sing! I want to sing songs like you to sing emotions and soul!"

"Polka Do not make impulsive decisions because of being angry. You have made too many choices that are not brain-free. I don't allow you to continue like this."

"No, Amy! This is not an impulsive decision! After hearing your song just now, I found... I found! I found that I actually wanted to sing! It's not because I can, but because I like it! What you said before was wrong, I didn't find an interest for myself... No, I found an interest for myself, but I was also really interested in this interest!"

"Then why do you give up your interests?"

"That's because... because... don't you know why? I just feel guilty or something! I gave up my interest because of those thoughts! This is wrong Amy!"

"You downgraded your dream to interest, which is pretty evident."

"But dreams are too vague, I want to be more practical! From the beginning of interest, I don't think there is any problem!"

"But you're very popular in three minutes for anything you do, and you've never really liked anything."

"Who said it! I like you! I really like you!"

“…”

"Oh 'beep~~~'!"

"Polka Dora, are you flirting with me?"

"Yes! If you have already said it, then boldly admit it! I'm not you!"

"Polka Dora, I'll emphasize it again. I really didn't flirt with you. It was because you were too moved by my goodness and had an illusion."

"No matter whether it is an illusion! Anyway, I just like you! I want to continue singing, that's it! Amy, please express your opinion!"

"What statement?"

"Do you like it or not...Damn... Forget it! Do you like it or not!"

"I don't like you."

"ah!?"

"I love you."

"ah!?"

"But that's friendship and maternal love."

"ah!?"

"Have you lost your language function?"

"No! Forget it, you are so awkward! What I just wanted to ask is whether you are willing to support me in singing!"

"Of course, but only if you really like singing, rather than setting yourself up something you like again."

"So what if it's set! As long as you can keep doing it, it's the same as if you really like it!"

"But your heart..."

"I will do it with my heart! I believe I can do it! Don't you believe me!"

“…”

"Amy, do you really want to believe me?"

“I just believe in actual action.”

"Don't worry, I'll do what I say! I'll prove to you that I'm not doing it at will!"

"Poplar flowers."

"What!"

"You are rebellious again."

"Where is it!"

"You are now a sign of rebellion. Because I don't believe in you, you try your best to gain my trust. This is not much different from the fact that you tried to get rid of your parents' control."

"I……!"

"Isn't it?"

"yes……"

"This is not quite good."
To be continued...