King of Stage

"Guys! Dance! Come on, dance duel! Maxim VS Justin, the first round! Let's start!"

Ronan raised his hands high, hit the rhythm, and shouted at his friends, the smile on the corners of his mouth bloomed.

However, Maxim was directly stunned and looked at Ronan with a full face of astonishment:

I? Don’t you know that I’m a dance idiot?

Justin Timberlake is the king of dance! Everyone present should not be able to compete with him! The only one who can be considered dancing is Bruno Mars, but Bruno is a style that enjoys the melody on the rhythm. In terms of dance steps, Justin is better.

And Maxim?

She is totally crazy about dancing. When dancing, her limbs are uncoordinated. If one is not careful, he may trip his left foot and right foot and perform a flat wrestling on the spot.

To be precise, the four members of King One Day are not good at dancing. Even Ronan, who has the most balanced limbs, only has some basic rhythms.

So, what is going on now?

Maxim looked at Ronan in a daze: Honestly, you are cheating me, right? Right!

But Ronan didn’t answer. He just beamed out a big smile, then looked around, took Ollie’s tambourine, placed it between his knees, adjusted its position, and faced the bonfire. The friends nearby shouted loudly:

"Hey! Listen to my drumbeat!" (Note 1)

Humhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Humhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

A series of dense and brisk drum beats rushed down like rain hitting the beach, like the introduction of a jazz band before the official performance. In this way, all the lively attention of the audience was attracted, and then it was cut into the theme of the song. , Start acting.

Huh! Hum! Huh! Hum! Huh! Hum!

The relaxed, relaxed and lively drum beats leaped lively, faintly reflecting on the Djembe not far away. The rhythms that came and went did not disrupt each other, but they complemented each other to form a sense of hierarchy, and the rhythm of the whole drum beat was also three-dimensional. It will not be monotonous at all.

Huh! Hum!

There is Zhang Youchi. It seems that you can see the burning flames of the campfire dancing along with it. At this time, you can see that Justin has begun to dance, following Ronan’s drum beats, shaking his arms and shoulders, and the mechanical dances come in hand. The tiny movements are hitting the beat.

Maxim was dumbfounded.

However, Maxim is probably the one in the band who knows how to enjoy parties. It doesn't matter if you don't know dance, just enjoy it.

In so-called parties, the focus is never on how handsome the dance is, but on completely letting go of the burden and blending into it, feeling the melody with the body and soul, and truly touching the pure happiness and joy.

As a result, Maxim did not squeeze anymore, and swayed along with Ronan's drums. The weird and twisted grandfather's dance steps looked really weird, and the language was completely indescribable-how could someone be so uncoordinated? It's like a rusty robot.

The smile quietly climbed to the corner of his mouth, but before the laughter overflowed, Ronan's singing sounded in his ears.

"Oh, oh oh oh oh..."

It is not the rock and roll that King of One Day is good at, but the classic rhythm and blues, with the unique texture of jazz style, as mellow and silky as blue velvet, but showing the special characteristics of Ronan's voice, giving the drums and melody graceful The texture of the body can easily awaken the vitality in the body.

People can't help but want to dance with them. You don't even need to cast your eyes to feel the lightness of Ronan's singing, stepping on the sun and spreading his wings on the breeze, so free, as if all the restraints have disappeared.

Cliff stood up, Bruno stood up, and other friends also stood up, turning the bonfire into a dance floor.

Looking at the shadowy figure in front of him, the light of fire flickered between the figures, and the world also became colorful. This made the smile on the corner of Ronan's mouth fully bloom, and he shouted:

"Swing together!"

Then, the singing lingered again.

"Oh... girl, radiant, like a diamond on Fifth Avenue, you are so different that they made you, and will never be out of date!"

Huh! Huh! Huh! Huh!

The steady and powerful drumbeat bangs like a heartbeat, and the freely retractable and relaxed singing voice makes the whole melody enter the retro rhythm of the 1980s, which belonged to rhythm and blues, belonged to jazz, belonged to disco, and belonged to the age of rock and roll. That belongs to the classic era.

Ronan's singing process has obviously changed slightly, it is lighter and smoother, and it also brings a little lazy comfort in the briskness.

The word bite seems not so clear and accurate, the pronunciation is more connected, so that the syllables of the lyrics and the notes of the melody are perfectly blended, and the rhythm is beaten with breathing and resonance. The smoothness and wanton of a unified whole truly show the gurgling stream. That kind of continuous flow.

Then, the chemical reaction appeared, the melody and the lyrics collided with sparks, the notes and the singing voice burst into light, permeating the audience, just the cut of two eight beats, let people feel the classic retro rhythm, blood Following the gurgling boil, I was completely immersed in it.

Justin, the first to feel this rhythm, because dance is to feel the rhythm with the body, feel the notes with the soul, not to mention, the retro jazz of the 1980s is his source of inspiration, Ronan is as silky and soft as dark chocolate Chang's singing made him completely excited.

With a glance of the shining gaze, he could immediately see another excited sight.

It's Bruno.

Bruno, who can feel the rhythm and rhythm in his bones, also felt it, facing Justin’s gaze, the smile on the corner of his mouth bloomed, and then he turned around and moved towards Ronan, his body still dancing, as if using his body Beat rhythm with Ronan.

How should it be described?

Melody is everywhere~www.readwn.com~ Your blood, your body, and your soul have all evolved into flowing notes. You don’t need to think at all, listen to your inner instincts/instincts, and then you’re done. It completely melted into it, as if...the body disappeared, leaving only the will to feel the grace of the rhythm.

It turns out that music can be so beautiful.

Ronan could feel the sights cast by Justin and Bruno for the first time. He also raised his jaw high, without hiding the joy and briskness between his eyebrows. The voice from the depths of his dantian opened his arms and soared in the wind.

"Oh... pretty baby, this world may be crazy, you saved me, when I just want you to show a smile, who can blame me?"

At this moment, Justin and Bruno captured the playfulness and pride in the smile of Ronan’s mouth at the same time, like a star, shining in the night, the brain has not had time to think carefully, and has followed Ronan’s graceful singing into a beautiful voice. The golden age is like the movie "Midnight Paris"——

Enter the golden age of history that you love, admire, and miss, meet your favorite artist, and imagine yourself becoming a part of the golden age.

Note 1: Classic (——MKTO)