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Chapter 107 Exaggeration!The grand finale stage! (twenty four)

Wang Le's unexpected gaffe attracted the attention of several people in the waiting room, and there was a feeling of sadness in their hearts.

However, at this moment, Wang Wenbo and Tao Kairui, the captains of the Happy Boys, looked at Wang Le who lost his composure, with a somewhat sad expression on their faces.

In fact, they can understand Wang Le's gaffe in their hearts, because Wang Le is also a songwriter. Since the establishment of Happy Boys Group, Wang Le, who is [-] or [-] years old, has been full of enthusiasm and writing songs for their group day and night!

At that time, he
There is light in my eyes,

I have a dream in my heart!
The results of it?
Their songs, which had just debuted at that time, were scoffed at by music critics and old-timers in the music industry.

Childish, boring, empty, elementary school students can write better than this. Countless cynicism from music critics hit them on the head.

Wang Le wanted to spray it back.

But he was stopped by the company's agent and captain Wang Wenbo.

They chose to apologize.

I chose silence.

Even at that time, I was persuaded by my manager to have a meal with a few aunt music critics in the circle, just so that they could say something nice when releasing a new song.

At this moment, the memory gate in Wang Le's mind was opened in a trance.

"Be patient, be patient."

"Hey! Why are you so stubborn, kid?! Say you don't listen, right?"

"Don't forget the contract you signed at the beginning, do you know how much the liquidated damages are?"

"Ale, come over and toast this sister (aunt). The new song you wrote last time was praised a lot."

"A Le, in our line of business, we must learn to shut up, admit that we are right, and stand at attention when we are beaten."

"That's right, you won't lose a piece of meat after being scolded a few times."

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Images of the past flooded my mind like a tide.

Vaguely, Wang Le seemed to see the boy curled up in the corner of the apartment with his body hugged in the cold night many years ago.

He thought all night,

Finally figured it out.

So I know what is called silence.

Learned what it means to shut up.

But today.
Suddenly, Wang Le lowered his head slowly, his vision blurred for no reason.

is it my fault?
he asked himself.

And at this moment, Mei Feng's voice came from the stage again on the pen-hold screen on the wall of the waiting room.

It is the final stage of the champion.

Finale singing.

At the tutor's seat, Liu Qing, the tutor's representative, smiled and asked:

"Can you tell me what song will bring us next?"

"Well, it's a Cantonese song."

Under the stage lights, there was a rare moment of silence on Mei Feng's handsome and talented face.

Immediately,

He picked up the microphone and said softly:
"During this period of time, I met some people. In order to seek justice for my son, some craftsmen drove their sick wife on a flatbed cart to two places every day, setting up stalls and holding banners. This may be incomprehensible to some people, and I also encountered some things. Some things that want to make me silent and bow my head in a certain way, this is also incomprehensible to many people."

"If you haven't done it before, you will know why he is."

"There are not many lucky people in this world. Some people have worked very hard not to be ignored."

"The last song is dedicated to every lonely brave man who has ever been silent or hoarse!"

When Mei Feng said this, he suddenly raised his head,
His gaze swept across the field.

As his voice fell, three lines of letters appeared on the big screen behind the stage.

"Exaggerated"

Lyricist/Music: Mei Feng
Vocals: Mei Feng

All of a sudden, there was a sound of the piano gently pressed on the keys like trying to play the piano, intermittently, and very softly and slowly drifting away.

Is it a soft lyric song?
Some viewers couldn't help thinking.

However, some spectators who were relatively close to the band were very sharp-eyed and found that the live band piano teacher only used his flexible right hand to play a few notes on the black and white keys in front of the score, and then his hands suddenly left the keys and put them on his lap.

That's it?

Is this the end?
In the next second, before everyone was ready, a burst of scalp-numbing electronic drums mixed with electric guitars and intense accompaniment came crashing down like a waterfall falling from nine heavens!

After the melody that confused everyone ended, Mei Feng closed his eyes on the stage, and the singing came slowly.

"If someone asks me, I will tell, but no one comes."

At this time, Mei Feng's voice was deep and magnetic, giving people a feeling of eloquence.

But you know,

Jinghai is the home of Cantonese.

Cantonese songs have a characteristic that they can describe a touching story with just a few strokes. The moment Mei Feng opened his mouth, countless audiences were immediately attracted. It seemed that a lost soul on the street at night appeared in his mind.

All of a sudden, countless audiences were looking forward to Mei Feng's next performance.

"I look forward to helpless

Have something to say can't get loaded

I feel like the lid of the bottle is being opened
The mouth is growing moss

The crowd is getting quieter
more and more indifference

Make an accident yourself"

Backstage waiting room.

Wang Le, whose vision was blurred by tears, suddenly froze, wiped his face hastily, raised his head and stared at Mei Feng, who was standing next to the microphone without moving a step under the stage lights, just closing his eyes and focusing on singing.

It was obviously the enemy's song, but he didn't hear any ridicule from the winner, instead he seemed to see himself in the lyrics.

The phrase "I'm afraid like the bottle cap is being lifted, but the mouth is growing moss" made him seem to have returned to the countless lonely nights when he was curled up in the corner of the apartment wall.

"like suddenly singing

Anywhere is like a four-sided table

Wearing the flashiest shirt is very emotional
When someone comes to take pictures, remember to put in the pocket. "

At this moment, the audience at the scene seemed to see the street bum. He succeeded and attracted the attention of others by singing on the street like a clown, but this was not what he thought in his heart.

People didn't understand him before,

Now I don't understand him anymore.
So he decided to let go of himself completely.

In the instructor's seat.

Liu Qing frowned slightly when he heard this, bent his body and said to Chen Yijie, "Mr. Chen, isn't the verse of Mei Feng's song too peaceful and depressing?"

"I'm not saying this song is not good, it's just that there are blue and white porcelain pearls and jade in front. It always feels a little strange."

Chen Yijie smiled and shook his head when he heard the words, "Then you don't understand Cantonese. In fact, although the first half is a bit flat, I think it's quite interesting, but it's really a bit depressing. But judging from the startling prelude just now, Mei Feng's song is not that simple."

"Okay, then listen again, listen again." Liu Qing nodded.

Unexpectedly, in the next second, the verse part ended, and the lyrics suddenly entered the climax of the chorus with the electric bass accompaniment.

Mei Feng's singing suddenly became rough, even interspersed with a part of high-pitched and hoarse falsetto, like a white snake-like thunder flashing across the gloomy and oppressive sky, illuminating the gap between the dark clouds in an instant!

"You think I'm exaggerating
Exaggeration because I'm afraid

Like wood and stone
got noticed?"

this moment,
The countless audiences at the scene,
I just felt like a thunder exploded above my head!

There was a tingling sensation in the scalp like an electric shock, and the emotions suddenly surged!
The infectious power of this song. Absolutely!

　There is still at night~
　　Ask for a monthly pass, huh huh~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)