Diary of a male god

Chapter 110 Six

Where the lights gather, the center of everyone's eyes, the most dazzling stage, even the air is extremely hot.Tang Lingsu roared almost with all his strength, sweat ran across his face, and his calm eyes in the past were now full of madness.

"Even hiding in the shield wall / Pretending to look out

Pretend not to know/Those devastations/are the mirror reflections of the fate we carried in the past

Even if you claim to know how to break the weak point / A single blow can't break it In this majestic evil / We fight in the dark! "

This feeling of being noticed was something he had never felt before.From a long time ago, long before he entered Tangjiabao, he was just a young child, a child who had no relatives and could only be a slave to others.At that time, he knew that only by hiding himself hard could he survive.

It's just that in the gate of the mansion, even the leisurely work of accompanying the young master to study, there are hidden murderous intentions every step of the way.How those clever and clever book boys disappeared is well known to everyone.In this small world surrounded by walls, their lives are like worthless, not even because they are in the way, maybe just because a certain master is not pleasing to the eye, they are pulled out and thrown aside.

"False hearts/Cry out loud: cowardly

High-spirited/covering inner voice

The goal is like that / like a hallucination

No matter how many times I open my eyes / I can't appear"

——What exactly is their life?

Such a question, the little child once thought seriously in the middle of the night.At that time, his name was not Tang Lingsu, but he was just an ordinary kid with a pleasant appearance. Compared with his peers, he had only seen a little more warmth and warmth, and knew a few more words.Even he was cautious about peeking at the young master's books, not too often, even though the young master didn't even touch these books.

Everything in the past was too far away. For Tang Lingsu, who stood in the radiance and sang, it was almost a lifetime ago.But he still remembers it clearly, never daring to forget it.

No matter how precocious a child is, he is still just a child.

So it didn't take long for his little tricks to be discovered.In fact, the young master was only suspicious, and didn't catch his current situation, but what does it matter?For that young master, the life of a little book boy is not even as good as the beloved general in his cricket jar, right?

The only thing that can be thankful is that he was not beaten to death like his predecessors.The little child was bound like this and thrown into the firewood shed, ready to be sold the next day.However, such luck may be even greater misfortune.

The slaves sold by such a big family are not so good that they dare to take them, most of them are sold to those dirty places.

"Life, what is it?

A ray of light in the dark, do you see it?

rade/you don't actually know

This is my will"

Tang Lingsu roared vigorously, he seemed to see his little self at that time in this brilliant light and shadow.Bearing the incomparable fear of the future, he curled up in the dark woodshed.

——At that time, what was he thinking?

Probably just unwilling, right?At that time, I never even dared to express anger.But no matter what, facing the coming tragic fate, he still couldn't help feeling unwilling.

In that dark night, the bound child struggled hard and spent almost a whole night breaking the ropes that bound his hands. However, he couldn't escape this way, and it was almost dawn.The child knows that in half an hour, that beautiful big rooster in Dongyuan will crow loudly as before, and the servants will wake up, and he will be sold soon, facing even worse s future……

However, the rooster in Dongyuan never crowed again.

When he waited all morning full of fear, he finally pushed open the door of the woodshed with weakness all over his body.

What he faced was only a yard of dead bodies.

"Life, what is it?

A ray of light in the dark, do you see it?

rade/you don't actually know

Just use your eyes to feel"

Tang Lingsu couldn't help closing his eyes.At that time, the child was surrounded by incomparably great fear, not even daring to make a sound while crying, wandering around in the ghostly mansion like a ghost.

But it was only for a moment, he always remembered that he was no longer that powerless child.He opened his eyes suddenly, a pair of eyes were like bright stars, reflecting an indescribable light.

He opened his arms, as if embracing the weak child, and shouted for him with his own voice!

"i-say-cry--/i-say-lie--/i-say-lie-the-end--"

"What do you say you like this kind of world, such rules"

"war——/i-hate-war——/i-hate-war——"

"Answer my only question 'What is this?'"

With his voice, the accompaniment music suddenly changed its key, raised an octave.In the not-so-small studio, filled with Tang Lingsu's full high-pitched voice, it felt a bit crowded.That voice is not more or less short of breath and out of tune like other people, but a seamless one, with unparalleled strength and tolerance, ringing the bell of life for every listener!

"i-say-cry--/i-say-lie--/i-say-lie-the-end--"

"What do you say you like this kind of world, such rules"

"war——/i-hate-war——/i-hate-war——"

"Answer my only question 'What is this?'"

Can't think, can't breathe, even the only thing left in the brain is the voice that pierces the soul.Everyone didn't even notice that the exciting accompaniment had died down.The brilliant lights dimmed for the second time, casting a faint blue halo on the still figures of the five people.

There was silence on and off the stage.Even the host didn't get on stage in time.

——Is it a failure?

The five young people couldn't help but feel a little uneasy. In their young and conceited hearts, they never thought that they would be treated coldly.The silence at this moment was like a basin of cold water pouring on them head-on.

However, a moment later, when people woke up from the singing, deafening applause and screams erupted like a tsunami!

"Vry! Vry! Vry!"

"vry is the best!!! Love you guys!!!"

"The male gods are so handsome!"

"The singing is so hot! My blood is boiling!!!"

……

Such voices sounded one after another, and finally gathered together, and everyone shouted in unison——

"Encore! Encore! Encore! Encore!..."

"Are we successful?"

Qiu Chengzhi even forgot that the microphone was not turned off, looked at Fang Chen in disbelief, and asked.

The sound was amplified by the microphone so that everyone could hear it clearly.However, no one made fun of it. This was the moment for these five young people.

Fang Chen looked at the boiling crowd under the stage, couldn't help clenching his fists, and said in a low voice:

"Well, we did it!"