King of Stage

The charm of the so-called live performance is that it really puts the audience in a closed environment, temporarily isolates the outside world, puts aside those distractions and thoughts, and devotes themselves to the live performance, experiencing those joys because of music. Anger, sorrow and joy and joy and sorrow are separated, and because of music, I experience those secret memories that belong to me, and then let go of all the restraints and truly release myself.

　　 is like this moment.

Watching Ronan sing freely on the stage, they seem to have once again awakened the memories of their youth. Perhaps the memories have long been blurred, but they can still remember the youthfulness, throbbing and nervousness in love, and having each other. It is equivalent to the whole world, burning like moths into flames, and there is always inexhaustible excitement and enthusiasm in the body, as if it is always boiling with blood, always jumping in restlessness.

I was completely immersed in the live performance, the hot brain fell into chaos, my feet seemed to start to drift slightly, and I couldn't feel the sense of solidity on the ground, so the whole person was in mid-air, swaying in the flow of melody. Dancing, and then enter a wonderful state of being completely forgetful.

The innocence, simplicity and beauty represented by "High School Sweetheart" are rekindled in Ronan’s singing, just like a light and cheerful melody, all negative emotions disappear and forget, leaving only those rosy pictures, and then never again I couldn't suppress my excitement, so I jumped and sang together.

　　 "Hey...hey...hey...hey..."

　　 The catchy melody and rhythm are not too difficult, just sing the first paragraph, and now I can sing along with the band.

Unknowingly, silently, and imperceptibly, the audience followed the psychological cue from Ronan, jumped and nodded together, and then sang together, and the singing naturally flowed out from the resonance of the chest. , The gurgling blood and the pounding heart are cheering and shouting hoarsely, as if those melody and rhythm have been heard thousands of times, deeply imprinted on the blood vessels, and you can hum without thinking. .

　　 Everything is so simple, from the soul, the vocal cords resonate.

　　 "Hey...hey..."

One. Two.

In the beginning, only twos and threes of the audience followed the chorus. Even at five o'clock in the morning, they still have endless energy and physical strength, even more crazy than the band on the stage. They just kept the carnival party forever. Go to the end.

But gradually, the atmosphere spreads in the space of the old blacksmith bar, and those tired and chaotic brains can also capture the frequency of excitement. Although the body can no longer keep up with the rhythm, they can still feel the call of the melody, so Sway and jump together.

　　 Ten. Twenty.

　　 thirty. a hundred.

　　The number of people gradually increased in this way, and the party atmosphere was slowly declining. The scene was warming up again, and the audience's enthusiasm was felt again.

　　 This is the charm of music. One note and one beat can make the audience boil together.

　　 Standing on the stage, Ronan could clearly feel the surging enthusiasm. Then, he stopped his beating rhythm, stood firmly again, held the microphone holder in both hands, adjusted his breathing slightly, and continued to sing loudly.

　　 "Let us escape, let us leave."

Ronan is waving his hand, hitting the beat with his right hand, keeping the whole scene in a carnival state; moreover, faintly, Ronan's singing is raising his head, and his fuller biting makes his emotions travel through the full-fire band performance. The excitement of the field remains in a state of excitement.

"Because this gloomy town will only hinder us. After embarking on the journey alone, I always think, if I show up with a ticket and a diamond ring with your name inscribed, will you follow me? Run away together? Because you are my only one."

　　 The smile at the corner of his mouth just bloomed.

　　 Alice just turned around, and the camera lens was aimed at Ronan who was close at hand—

Ronan stood on the stage with his bright eyes as if full of stars, staring at the camera deeply. The brilliance of the moment made people want to explore deeply. The sea of ​​stars in that eye seemed to be filled with stars. Hidden in it, the vast expanse of magnificence makes people feel their insignificance instantly.

　　 A shining bright yellow light projected from behind, and the world behind Ronan was blurred into a single piece, but he still couldn't cover his eyes.

The 　　 lens captures the eternity of an instant.

　　 Even though Alice is already familiar with Ronan, she can still feel the dazzling splendor at this moment, and she can't help but admire it.

　　 Then, Alice turned her head to look aside, and saw the beard standing among the crowd at a glance.

There is some distance between the two people. About four people and five people are not in a position that can be seen at a glance, but even if separated from the turbulent crowd, Alice can still see the tears on her face. Moved, UU reading www.uukanshu.com's eyes shrouded in the dim light caught a trace of fragility.

　　 Alice was shocked: Is this...is it too romantic novel White Lotus? Moreover, Ronan’s song is not a touching type at all. Didn’t you see everyone on the scene cheering, jumping, and shouting in unison? Isn't this a bit too exaggerated? Could it be that the passer-by viewers who are responsible for the production of tears in the singing show went to the wrong studio?

　　 is like a spoof game—Alice can't help turning her head and looking around to make sure there are no hidden cameras around.

　　 Then, Alice picked up the surprise in her eyes, turned her head and looked at the stage again, watching Ronan singing loudly under the lights, and suddenly she could understand the move of the beard—

　　 He should miss his white moonlight, and imagine that he had also brought a ticket and a diamond ring back then, would she be willing to follow her far away?

　　 The happier he is, the sadder he is, the noisy he is, the lonely he is. The sigh hidden by the corner of Ronan’s mouth is surging in the melody.

　　Listen, Ronan is depicting the most perfect incarnation in his heart:

"She looked so perfect, standing there wearing my bomber jacket, I knew I had made up my mind. I recorded a collection of 94 years old songs. I dropped your old jeans on the ground and I finally knew I was Already determined. Hehe!"

No need for extra embellishments and descriptions, everyone has their own white moonlight in their minds, the sunny smiles in men's minds, and the white shirts in women's minds. Only a keyword can be re-awakened and it will never fade. Memories that can never be replaced.

　　Then, the melody and drumbeats are moving towards a climax again, and the moment of catharsis comes again.