I really don't want to be red

Chapter 927
“I had to stop and look for a place to sleep overnight”

"She stood at the door and greeted me"

"I hear church bells in the distance"

"I said to myself"

"This could be heaven or it could be hell..."

It was low and hoarse, but full of emotion, the sense of decadence and unrestrainedness came from the music and the singing, making everyone intoxicated unconsciously.

Aren't they at the Hotel California right now?The lights outside are dim, and although the road is not a desert road, it is almost lonely by the sea.

Good music can resonate with everyone, not necessarily everyone, but at least most of them.

And this song resonated with everyone who listened to it.

It seems to be describing a trivial matter, that is, I am tired from driving and want to find a hotel to rest.

But there are too many things conveyed in it.

Boredom, decadence, uninhibitedness, temptation and the contradictory feeling of wanting to pursue freedom but unable to stand the temptation are conveyed from the song all the time.

Some people in the audience in the live broadcast room have already started to analyze the song in depth.

"I think he is not only singing about the hotel, but maybe more like expressing the confusion at a certain stage of life."

"Yes, I can hear the bewilderment and weariness in his singing, as if he doesn't know where to go, whether the next step is good or bad, he doesn't know."

"I think he is attacking the current society. Songs are a symbol of freedom and rebellion. He hates the decadent and decadent crowd, but he can't find a way to change it!"

"My God, why do you hear so many things from it? And I just think it sounds good..."

"It sounds good...that's enough..."

When everyone was discussing, the screen in the live broadcast room had become unsmooth.

There was a wry smile on the corner of Hans' mouth. It was the first time that there were so many people in his live broadcast room, but it was a pity that the Internet couldn't keep up.

I don't know how long I can last.

"While she lit a candle, she showed me the way"

"Voices of talking along the corridor"

"I think I hear them say"

“Welcome to Hotel California”

“What a beautiful place”

"What a beautiful face"

"What a lovely face..."

This singing is more like muttering in a low voice, but every word can be heard clearly.

An Ran sat on a chair and sang, more like a lonely cowboy.

Lucas stretched out his hands and never dropped them.

He has always kept his hands raised to express his admiration, superb arrangement, superb lyrics, classics that are enough to be passed down for a hundred years, coupled with his superb performance.

The song is just perfect.

Inside the Hotel California.

At this moment, only An Ran's singing is floating.

The song was easy to hear, but everyone didn't dare to cheer or applaud, for fear of disturbing An Ran's performance.

Many people raised their hands, like Lucas, who raised their hands to show their admiration.

More and more people raised their hands, just remained motionless, just listening to music, raising their hands...

The girl in the red skirt stood at the place closest to An Ran under the stage, her eyes were fascinated, and she raised her hands.

The big man on the motorcycle by the bar, with his steam nailed vest open, also raised his hands.

The bartender, who was still wiping the glass, put down the glass and raised his hands...

The fiery atmosphere in the bar suddenly disappeared, and it became the tranquility and indifference that should be in a quiet night.

No one expected a song to have such a magical power.

Let everyone change their minds.

At this time, someone came in at the door, and just as he was about to make a noise, he saw everyone in the hotel behaving strangely.

Why are you raising your hands, don't you...

The tall and thin man's first reaction was to reach out and touch the pistol hanging on his waistband.

But it doesn't feel like the situation.

Looking at everyone's expressions, there is no panic about being hijacked.

Only then did he heave a sigh of relief. Looking at the people behaving strangely, the tall and thin man went straight to the bar.

"Hey man, what are you doing here?"

The tall, thin man asked the bartender with his hands up.

The bartender put down his hands and said, "I'm listening to music!"

He pointed to the stage, "Everyone is afraid of disturbing some gentleman's singing performance, so we use this way to express our love for his performance!"

The bartender poured a glass of wine for the tall and thin man and said, "But I really don't know any other way to express it, because I don't raise my hands, I can't help but want to applaud, this song is so good!"

The tall and thin man said "hmm" twice, what song is so good?

He tilted his head to listen carefully to a few words, and was suddenly stunned...

It's really nice to hear.

It's not nice in the ordinary sense.

It was the shock that hit the soul directly, and he was fascinated by it after only listening to a few words.

He also had music dreams and was obsessed with music, but he had to change careers because he couldn't support himself.

But the level of appreciation has not dropped.

After only listening to a short passage, he couldn't extricate himself anymore. He held the wine glass in his hand, but he didn't put it to his mouth for a long time.

When the song reaches the latter part, the lyrics become more and more weird.

"She said"

'We are all prisoners here'

"Indebted to One's Desires"

"In the great room of the main hall people hold a fire of revelry"

"They brandished steel knives"

"But I can't kill the demon in my heart..."

A party that can never be stopped, a hotel from which one can never escape.

My God, what the hell are you talking about.

Lucas muttered to himself, as a high-ranking being in the entire West Continent, he immediately thought of countless interpretations of the lyrics sung by An Ran.

Are you talking about the corruption of Xizhou society and the entertainment industry?
very apt.

Or are you talking about the depraved atmosphere and inescapable life in the entire Xizhou?Seems apt too...

God made!

Absolute masterpiece.

At this time, Lucas put aside all the previous comments on this song, and only two words "magic work" appeared in his mind!
This is a song that sings material, but expresses spirit.

The musicality of the song, the ideological nature of the society, and the song that is both reflective of people.

And it is not profound, not obscure, and there are not so many difficult things to understand.

After listening to it, each person will naturally be able to substitute into it according to their different experiences.

There are so many things to express in the song, there is always one that suits you.

Lucas has to say it's the greatest song he's ever had.

At this time, the number of people in the live broadcast room of Hans' mobile phone exceeded 20, and the screen of the live broadcast room was frozen.

After a while, the live broadcast room collapsed directly.

Faced with the words "The server cannot be connected", countless fans and listeners who were listening to the song were all angry, and rushed into the forum of the live broadcast platform to curse.

They only listened to half the song.

An unsurpassed classic.

A lot of people don't know what happened and why these people are so angry.

After reading the post, I found that someone had recorded half of the song "Hotel California", and out of curiosity, I clicked in.

The moment the progress bar started, everyone who clicked in was stunned.

The guitar is also very nice to play!

(End of this chapter)