I really don't want to be red

Chapter 1612 Dad
Even if the singing is full of power, it can't stop Claude from quickly weakening.

The doctor checked and shook his head.

Claude raised his head slightly, indicating that he wanted to speak.

The doctor nodded, "Let him talk, maybe it's..."

Maybe it was his last words.

Fei Liwen next to her had red eyes and nodded slightly.

The staff in charge of the broadcast handed the microphone to Claude.

The child seems to have difficulty opening the eyes.

Looking at the camera, his lips trembled slightly, and at this moment he couldn't even speak.

Whether it is the audience in the live broadcast room or the live audience, they are all looking at Claude at this time.

With hands on chest, no one spoke.

The only sound in the audience was An Ran's singing.

"In the dead of night, stealth depends on the target"

"He saw a cold light in the tiger's eyes"

"Face-to-face combat is in full swing"

"Stubbornly resisted, hungry"

"If you want to survive, you have to kill..."

During the singing, Claude's bloody lips slowly opened.

With a small voice into the microphone, I said something with difficulty!

"dad……"

"Crack!" With a snap, the pick in An Ran's hand flicked out.

The guitar sound was suddenly interrupted.

An Ran's singing voice also disappeared.

The whole place was silent.

Everyone looked at Claude on the screen. After saying this, Claude tilted his head...

A calm and satisfied smile was still on his face, as calm as if he had fallen asleep.

"Is he dead?" someone quietly asked off the field.

No one answered.

All the members of the band stood up and looked at the big screen.

An Ran's guitar pick flew off to nowhere, and tears flowed from her eyes.

The last "Dad", although it was said very softly, everyone heard it.

Claude obviously regards An Ran as his father.

No one has ever treated them so well in this life.

Maybe he was always embarrassed to call out, but now when his life came to an end, he still called out.

The voice of a smile, just like his life, can't make waves in the world.

But that voice from the heart was like a knife, piercing deeply in An Ran's heart.

Tears could not be controlled at all.

Although it didn't last long, the shining points on this child deeply moved him.

On the other side of the big screen, the MV was still playing silently.

In it, Claude moved around on the court, finally became a star player, and finally reached the finals with everyone.

Everything is so beautiful.

But he couldn't see it.

The happiness and beauty presented in the MV appear so cruel and helpless in reality.

The endings shown on the two screens are completely two extremes.

After a while, Fei Liwen's voice came from over there, "He's gone!"

"Wow!"

As soon as this sentence came out, I didn't know who it was, so I couldn't help crying.

Many people in the stadium couldn't help crying.

A sob...

Someone as tough as Steven, who only recognizes money, can't help the tears in his eyes at this moment.

The audience in Xia Zhou's studio was even more surprised.

It took a long time before someone typed a line.

"farewell!"

Then these four words swiped the screen.

Yang Yi and Zhang Kai, who were in charge of the live broadcast, did not expect this kind of thing to happen.

"Well... Actually, at this time, I really don't know what to say. I heard that An Ran even made a movie specially for this kid, but he didn't insist on it. This is very difficult for Teacher An Ran and Claude. It's a pity."

Yang Yidao: "This kid is unfortunate, but he is also lucky. He has lived a more wonderful life than most people in just a dozen years. His unyielding fighting spirit and hard-working spirit are worth learning from. "

"Just like what the netizens said, Claude is going all the way!"

The overwhelming barrage was all pity for this child.

"It's really unacceptable."

"What a good boy, why did you just leave like this?"

"Teacher An Ran has already done a lot for him."

"Pity……"

Everyone doesn't know how to evaluate this matter.

James standing on the stage said: "Teacher An Ran, sing it again, send him off!"

An Ran nodded.

James silently picked up the guitar pick on the ground and put it in An Ran's hand.

Just when everyone was still immersed in sadness, the music sounded again.

It's still the same music, the same rhythm, but this time it's much more exciting.

I don't know if An Ran is venting her sadness, but this time she played with extra force, and even went out of tune several times.

But no one cares about these.

"Rise up and rebel, back to the streets"

"This is my chance to try my luck"

“Back here again from afar”

"A man full of desire to live"

"How many times in a blink of an eye"

"Your passion shines brightly"

"Hold on to the dreams of the past..."

An Ran's voice became hoarse, her vocal cords rubbed against each other, and there was strength and strength inside.

Such an inspirational song made everyone even more unable to control their emotions.

The Sonics players danced to the rhythm, shed tears, and sang loudly to An Ran.

The audience was silent, looking at the picture, tears pouring down.

"It's the tiger's eye, it's the excitement of battle"

"Strive to resist the provocation of the opponent"

"In the dead of night, sneak close to the target"

"He saw the tiger's eyes, showing a cold light"

"Face-to-face combat is in full swing"

"If you want to survive, you have to kill..."

The music was pouring down like a storm, but the scene was full of weeping.

It was the song for that kid, and it was the Sonics song, too bad that kid never heard it again.

Pity!

Everyone's heart is full of deep regret.

The world is far too imperfect.

"Courage and determination shine through"

"The long journey continues"

"A man full of hope for survival"

"..."

The song ends in a heavy metal style.

At this time, An Ran didn't know whether it was sweat or tears on her face, she quietly looked at Claude who had no reaction on the hospital bed.

He silently put down the guitar.

Walking up to Steven, he said, "Mr. Steven, can you retire Crowder's No. 23 jersey?"

Steven nodded, "The Sonics' No. 23 jersey is retired. I will enlarge the photo of Crowder's layup and put it in the arena. It represents a spirit of never admitting defeat!"

He patted An Ran's shoulder vigorously, "An Ran, you don't have to be too sad, he will always be with us."

safely:"……"

"I'm a little confused!" An Ran said, "I'll leave the rest to you, I'll go first!"

Steven nodded, "Understood."

An Ran left the stage straight away, then approached the aisle, and disappeared from the scene.

Steven, standing on the stage, picked up the microphone and said, "Gentlemen and ladies, at the request of Teacher An Ran, we will retire this jersey permanently..."

There was immediate applause at the scene!
"In addition, we will leave the photo of Crowder laying up in the arena, he will always be a part of our team!"

(End of this chapter)