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"Everyone, pay attention!" Evan Bell raised his right hand high, and the sun at 8 o'clock in the morning lazily penetrated the reinforced concrete of the city of New York, making Evan Bell look like a god. , a sinister smile was drawn on the corner of his mouth, and then Evan Bell snapped his fingers in the air, retracted his hand, and roared into the microphone, "Hey!" A note, followed by the majestic string music of the members of the Outlaws.

"Hey!" Evan Bell's voice is like a bang, releasing energy in the brutal melody. Just the two eight beats of the prelude made all the audience's blood boil, the rampant melody The sluggishness and stiffness of the early morning were instantly expelled, and then I skipped the refreshing part and went directly to the part where the blood boils.

"It's eight o'clock in the morning, and I'm in hell. It looks like I've crossed the line again, I'm not doing anything. This is my true self." Evan Bell's voice was thicker than usual, playing the husky in his vocal cords. At the max, it adds more texture to the whole song's rendition, "So throw your rocks, break my bones, we all know life isn't fair, but I'm not alone, we're everywhere."

But when the singing came here, the voices of the four members of the extrajudicial fanatics all joined in, "We will not restrain ourselves to fight the barriers, we will not stop here, we will kill everything!" The momentum of the song was immediately raised to the highest level. The fusion of strings and drums maximized the majesty of the music. It swooped down in a breathless posture, covering the entire Washington Square in an instant. People keep their eyes open, lest one blink will miss the best part of the song.

"You're always just a bully (Bully) in faded memories, when they're lonely and smothering themselves becomes another joke, burying them in dust until the world can't hurt you any more, can you hear me? No one will Crying all day and night over your death. You're a thug!"

Evan Bell's voice is so powerful, every sentence of the lyrics is like a falling meteor, smashing into everyone's heart, the strong impact caused bruises on the chest, and the whole person was bruised. As if being hit by this huge impact, a muffled sound came from his chest, causing his mouth to make a muffled sound involuntarily.

No fancy arrangements, just use the band's four most simple and basic instruments to create the most magnificent momentum. The power of guitars, basses, drums and keyboards was brought into full play at this moment, and each sound seemed to have the most dazzling sparks with the musical notes with indomitable power.

There are no poetic lyrics, but the most direct and brutal words are used to outline the tragic battle, the cruelty of "throwing stones and breaking bones", and the determination of "fighting against barriers and not giving up". The **** fist-to-flesh impact made the chemical reaction between the lyrics and the melody fire.

There is no gorgeous performance, just the purest and most simple way to express the emotional catharsis of the song. Evan Bell's singing seems to just spit out the breath of Dantian according to instinct, but this is the simplest way. The emotions in the song are poured down directly like a downpour.

The blood is boiling, the emotions are rolling, the reason is losing control... Everyone starts to shake following the rhythm that shakes the bone marrow. Not with hands or feet or head, but with the whole body, with the whole body to meet the sturdy rhythm, let the body's instinct vibrate every muscle and every bone, trembling like an electric shock, and as light as the soul is separated from the body , still as exciting as a free fall, at this moment. None of it exists and doesn't matter, Evan Bell's voice turns simple melody into pure magic that controls everyone.

"Think of it as something you have to do, any time I see black and blue it reminds me of the past, I show my scars to everyone that comes and goes in my life, my head is so clear. My voice is so strong, and now I'm here to set things right."

Evan Bell's voice was slowly torn in the air, and the hoarseness hidden in the depths of the voice was completely released, but it was not similar to the aroma of bitter coffee rubbing in the bottom of my heart. It was the raging storm on the Gobi Desert, which suddenly plunged the entire Washington Square into a frenzy.

"It's eight o'clock in the morning and I'm in hell. You've got such a strong voice, now set things right!"

The melody of the song reached its peak at this moment, and all the emotions were vented. Finally, no one could hold back any longer, the screams of "Ah! Ah! Ah!" naturally erupted from their bodies. If they didn't shout at this time, they would be blown away by the boiling blood in their bodies. , so everyone follows their instincts and fully releases the energy in their bodies.

The helicopters over Washington Square were swaying, and this time it was not an illusion. The wave after wave of air waves directly below rhythmically emitted sound waves in the melody of "Bully", and even the Helicopter pilots are no exception. Listening to Evan Bell's emotional interpretation, personal emotions began to burn, and involuntarily, they began to dance in the air along the airflow.

Not only Washington Square, but at this moment, all the fans in the United States who are guarding the door of the record store, and all the fans around the world who are watching the live broadcast in front of the computer are shaking their heads hard, shaking their whole bodies in harmony with Evan Bell's singing. With the rhythm, interpreting this song with his own life, the negative emotions of fireworks blooming in the mind will dispel all the darkness! It was as if in the sentence "Now to make things right", the sunshine of life pierced through the clouds and mist in an instant.

"We're not going to hold ourselves back against barriers, we're not going to stop there, we're going to kill everything! You're always just a thug in a faded memory, when they're alone and smothering themselves becomes another joke, burying them in dust until The world can't hurt you anymore, can you hear me? No one will cry all day and night over your death, you're a thug!"

During Evan Bell's performance, the members of the extrajudicial fanatics began to shout, "We will not restrain ourselves to fight the barriers, we will not stop here, we will kill everything", and soon, the audience in Washington Square also woke up Come over and join the accompaniment of the members of the Outlaws, the earth-shattering shouts pushed Evan Bell's voice to a whole new high.

I saw Evan Bell took the microphone, put the guitar behind his back, held the microphone with both hands and half bent over and roared wildly. The blue veins on his neck were like a roaring dragon, sending all the energy into his throat. Then it exploded completely through Evan Bell's control.

At this moment, everyone is immersed in music and unable to extricate themselves. No one has other ideas because they have no time to think, so they can only passively follow the melody and wander in the world of music. After waiting for the intense guitar swiping sound to disappear from the stereo, people woke up as if the curse had been lifted.

Everyone was gasping for breath, even the members of the Outlaws sitting on the stage. It is estimated that the slightly better one is Evan Bell. Everyone felt that their brain was like a blank piece of paper, and all their thoughts were vented in the roar just now. The relaxed and comfortable body made the secretion of adrenaline reach the highest point. The sauna is also refreshing.

Only then did reason quietly return to the brain, and I don't know who was the first to shout, "Thug! Thug!" Then this kind of shouting spread throughout the audience with an infectious nature, and everyone was angry and screamed. Excitedly shouting "Thugs! Thugs! Thugs!" This kind of pure emotional catharsis has become the best stimulant, igniting the passion in everyone's body and releasing it completely.

This is a classic, this is definitely a classic! "Thug" is definitely a classic song that is comparable to "Tianguang (ent and "Long Live Life (da. It is unimaginable that Evan Bell has created another classic, and it can even be described as a miracle. Because this is the third time, Evan Bell has maximized the essence of music for the third time and pushed the charm of the melody to the peak. Evan Bell has completed such a difficult creation three times, which is unbelievable three times. !

The first classic pushed Evan Bell to the peak~www.readwn.com~ The second classic brought Evan Bell into the hall, and the third classic made Evan Bell's unbeaten myth.

In the overwhelming voice of Jiang Langcai's doubts, Evan Bell responded by dedicating the third absolute classic song of his music career. This "thug" perfectly shows the tyranny of emotions, the collision of emotions, and the release of thoughts. The roar contained in the metal collision purifies the soul. Whether it is negative emotions or mixed thoughts, they are released bit by bit in the playing of the melody, and gradually reach the ignition point with the wonderful performance of Evan Bell. This kind of perfection may not be comparable to the natural, The history of "Long Live Life", but it captured the softness and fragility of everyone's heart, and then ignited it and burned it to the ground. This kind of catharsis is too refreshing, too exciting, and too beautiful.

This is really incredible. This is Evan Bell's answer sheet. In the most bizarre, exaggerated, grand and most Evan Bell way, he answered everyone's doubts: I, Evan Bell! Still the greatest singer of the 21st century! Without a doubt!

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