Daughter draft: The identity of the third generation of Ko was exposed

Chapter 032

[Running forward, meeting cold eyes and ridicule, how can you feel the vastness of life without going through tribulation].

[Fate cannot make us kneel and beg for mercy, even if blood is spilled all over our arms. 】

Groove!

When Gu Nianqing’s ethereal voice sang such a passionate climactic passage.

Everyone felt goosebumps pop up on their bodies.

The stunning high notes perfectly convey a positive spirit.

In a complicated society, many people have forgotten their dreams.

In order to live, in order to survive, lower your noble head and become a member of the red dust world, day after day, year after year.

However, there is always a group of people.

They ignore worldly visions and pursue their dreams consistently.

Along the way, maybe someone laughed, someone mocked.

None of this will shake their perseverance.

Be brave and persevere!

One day, your dreams will come true.

A good song, in addition to the beautiful melody, must have its own soul.

Not only does it have its own soul, it also makes those who listen to the song feel their soul.

Gu Nianqing sang, but thought of her father Gu Zhen.

It was a man whose pride could not contain a trace of dust.

For the pursuit of their ideals, never give up.

Just tonight, he succeeded.

Dad, this song is dedicated to you.

In the live broadcast room.

Countless people were frantically tapping on the keyboard, and the passion that had nowhere to vent turned into a barrage of unknown barrage.

“Lao Tzu is convinced, my blood is boiling when you listen to the horse song!”

“Where is the world full of flowers! It’s in everyone’s heart! ”

“Regarding ideals, I never gave up! I hope you don’t give up either. ”

“Maybe my hands are dumber, but I never give up.”

“Tears! This girl’s song sang to my heart. ”

“After graduating from college, working for three years, doing nothing, I thought I would spend my life like this. Now I’m sorry, Lao Tzu began to play with his life. ”

Star Night Mentor Stage.

Hua Chenyu’s eyes widened and his eyes were blank.

Zeng Hongbingshen closed his eyes and smiled.

Sun Yanzi gently opened her mouth and sang silently to the melody.

Only Chen Lin, her face was livid, and her hands were trembling.

How so?

How dare she?

A sense of powerlessness out of control left her with a deep sense of frustration.

Chasing dreams of a child’s heart, lowered his head to hide the jealousy in his eyes, and muttered to himself.

It’s rock music too, but she understands that she loses on a spiritual level by never giving in.

One is ideal, one is just love.

One can only be called music, while the other can be regarded as a light on the road of life.

Backstage, all the contestants couldn’t help but stand up when they heard the climax.

It was incredible to see that slender figure on the stage was able to burst out such a huge power.

Wu Lingling covered his face, and tears couldn’t stop flowing.

With her musical literacy, hearing this song already understands her final ending.

This is a cry that no one can suppress.

This is an unyielding roar for ideals.

All people who have ideals in their hearts will feel empathy when they hear this song.

At the end of the singing, the audience could not resist the excitement in their hearts.

[Instead of lingering, let’s burn and sprout again one day.] 】

[The enchanting and brilliant future is always calling to me, even if it is only accompanied by pain, I must move forward courageously.] 】

Sing in unison.

Ideal is a belief!

Imprinted in human bones, possession of it means power.

One song is over.

Gu Nianqing gasped and half-squatted to support herself, her face filled with the happiness of pursuing her dreams.

This song, although tired, but really painful.

And this chaotic and noisy scene is not a stage for one dream chaser after another.

“Director Huang, Director Huang!”

Huang Ya, who was immersed in this song, was interrupted by the sound of hurried door pushing to pursue her dream, and she was obviously not very happy.

“What’s the matter!”

The staff took out a copy of the data and laughed heartily.

“Good thing, good thing.”

Huang Ya pulled over with disdain.

“Isn’t it just viewership data? Look at what makes you happy, and told you to do things lightly…”

“Groove! Broken 3! ”

Hehe.

Say yes calmly!

The staff looked at Huang Ya with malice and slapped himself.

“For the timing of this song, the ratings of our show went from 1.3 to 3.2.”

“What about live streaming data!”

“Here!”