Fat man wants to be super god

Unlike Cheng Yue, Wang Ye has no stage experience. It would be a lie to say that he is not nervous, but there is still a sense of trembling deep in his heart.

Can't describe.

It seems that he was born to yearn for this moment, every cell in him is cheering, even though his heart is beating like thunder, he still enjoys the present moment that has attracted so much attention.

Want to be seen, my excellent.

I can.

Wang Ye took the guitar from behind, opened the case under those different eyes, and took out the guitar.

This is a gourd-shaped qin, with a light yellow surface and a bronze encirclement, exuding an antique charm. There are six strings on the surface of the qin, reflecting the cold light. It is held in Wang Ye's hand Sometimes, inexplicably giving people a sense of the vicissitudes of time, as if the heart sank.

"What kind of instrument is this?" Someone asked suspiciously.

But students, you look at me, I look at you, most of them don't know.

It's just... a very small number of people see a little trick.

Principal Gong was the vice-principal of the Conservatory of Music at the earliest. He was promoted to the principal four years ago. Instrument, a mysterious instrument that has not been fully excavated by the music industry.Therefore, when he looked at Wang Ye again, he had restrained the kindness he had when he looked at the student, and became more dignified.

Since a person dares to take an unfamiliar instrument on stage, at least he should have the most basic grasp of playing this instrument.

In addition to Principal Gong, there is another professor from the music department whose complexion also changed slightly. He is a little less accomplished than Principal Gong in music. Of course, he can't name the instrument, but because he is equally knowledgeable, he can recognize it at a glance. It is certain that this is an ancient instrument.

The third person was somewhat unexpected, and it was also the one whose expression changed the most.

Sitting in the crowd, his handsome facial features showed a surprised expression, he sat up straight unconsciously, his burning eyes fell on the instrument in Wang Ye's hand, he swept it inch by inch, and muttered to himself: "Guitar... ..."

"Mr. Coke?" A male classmate who admired him was beside him, and he turned his head suspiciously when he heard the voice, "What are you talking about?"

The person who reacted the most was Mr. Cole, one of the three campus gods.He looked at the guitar in Wang Ye's hand, with a fiery light in his eyes, and a trace of painful memory flashed in the bottom of his eyes, but in the end it was buried deeply and disappeared without a trace.

In the blink of an eye, it was still the gentlemanly teacher Xiong Ying.

He smiled and nodded to the students beside him, tried his best to restrain his mind, and put on a calm appearance, only looking at Wang Ye with a fire in his eyes that he didn't notice.

Just when everyone was wondering, Wang Ye finally carried the guitar on his back, and pressed the simple performance mode of the personal terminal on his wrist.No special effects, no stage, he is still him, standing in the middle of the stage, with only a simple microphone connected to the sound system of the auditorium through his personal terminal, ensuring that his voice can spread throughout the auditorium during his singing every corner of the

"Cough!" Wang Ye coughed nervously, with a shy smile on his face, "I don't have a stage box, and I don't even have a backup dancer. I only have a good partner, and his name is Guitar."

While speaking, Wang Ye swept his fingers across the guitar, and a group of simple and rough short music sounded in the auditorium.

""Incomparable Beauty" is for you."

A set of melodies sounded.

This is the prelude to the song "Incomparable Beauty".

There is no nonsense, and there is no stage effect, one person, one piano, simple and even crude.

At this time, no one is optimistic about Wang Ye.

Some even wanted to leave. After watching Cheng Yue's shocking performance, they were really not interested in watching such a careless performance.

Brother Lang sighed.

He lowered his head to look at the personal terminal on his wrist, and if he had known earlier, he would have given Wang Ye his stage box. Although he was not as happy as Cheng Yue, he couldn't be so pitiful.

The audience in the live broadcast room also spoke one after another.

"He just performed?"

"I can't bear to watch..."

"I'm going to the bathroom, you guys can tell me the result later."

"Urine escape +1, my heart is not good."

At this moment, Wang Ye's singing sounded.

"Kites fly in the sky, people on the ground chase them~"

The people on Skynet immediately stopped moving away, and subconsciously looked at Wang Ye.

Although the scene was cruel to Wang Ye, it cannot be denied that the song is a good song, and no matter how many times you listen to it, you won't get bored.Especially the recorded version of the song I listened to before, but now I can listen to it live, and the feeling driven by that kind of feeling is very different.

The live broadcast room suddenly fell silent.

They are all listening to the song silently.

However, unlike Skynet, at this moment in reality, all the audience in the auditorium, when Wang Ye sang, the penetrating voice rushed into the ears, as if it suddenly turned into a finger, There was a slight twitch in their hearts... as if the heartstrings had been plucked.

stunned!

The people who were talking about it all shut their mouths at the same time.

Those who were using their personal terminals to access Skynet had their thoughts pulled back from Skynet.

Even those who were completely Cheng Yue sent their hearts beating heavily.

what happened?

Why is there a feeling that the eyes and ears are fixed on the stage, and the heart beats with the singing?

Obviously... such a crude performance!

"If you are worried that you can't fly, you have my butterfly~"

however.

The simplest is the most beautiful.

Simple is invincible.

Complex to the extreme, is a kind of beauty.

Simplicity to the extreme is another kind of beauty.

"Kites fly in the sky, people on the ground chase them~"

The ethereal singing sound seemed to come from nine days away, falling into the sea of ​​spirit with unimaginable shock.

all of a sudden.

Time stood still.

The turbulent soul seemed to put away its barking roar at this moment, docile like a little sheep, and listened quietly to the voice from outside.

"If I'm worried that I can't fly, I have your grassland~"

When the spirit is quiet, the mind is quiet.

A wide heart leads to a wide spirit.

The soul and the heart seem to appear on a frequency strangely at this moment, reaching an unprecedented consistency, turning into a comfortable feeling, spreading throughout the body!

The uncontrollable body swayed gently with the singing, whether it was a teacher or a student, even Cheng Yue couldn't sing silently in her heart by herself.

"heyya~heyya~ you describe me as the incomparable beauty in this world~"

beautiful.

beautiful song.

beautiful song.

Beautiful singing.

Suddenly at this moment, everyone realized that the song here can only be unparalleled beauty, and only unparalleled beauty is worthy of this song, this song, and this singing voice.

"heyya~heyya~ you describe me as the incomparable beauty in this world~"

Humming softly, the ethereal feeling became more intense, the soul was shaken by the power from beyond the stars, the sea of ​​spirit was incomparably calm, as if transformed into a silver mirror, this is a kind of tranquility that has reached the extreme.

The person in sight, the fat man, seemed to be different at this moment, with a soft light on his body, making it impossible not to look at him.It seems that just looking at him, you can continue to be calm like this, without hatred, without anger, only eternal tranquility, like a dream.Watering flowers in the sun, swinging in the breeze, and looking at the starry sky at night, at this moment, the burden on the shoulders disappeared, and the pressure from life and studies all dissipated.I closed my eyes unconsciously, raised the corners of my mouth, and happily enjoyed a free life. It was a beautiful dream, and I didn't want to wake up.

"heyya~heyya~ you describe me as the incomparable beauty in this world~"

They listen.

The only thing that was quiet in the auditorium was the sound of the piano accompanied by the ethereal music. It was obviously extremely simple, but at this moment it became the only one in the world...

"heyya~heyya~ you describe me as the incomparable beauty in this world..."

The singing faded away.

Like a mirror, the sea of ​​spirits reappeared ups and downs, as if they were holding back the song, weeping reluctantly, praying pitifully, hoping that the song would stay for a while, even for a moment, longing, and calm again .

Intense emotions eventually coalesce into intense dissatisfaction.

Yes!

Not satisfied!

Still want to hear it!

Listen again!No, once is not enough!twice!Three times!countless times!

Want to calm the soul!I want peace of mind!Want to feel the ultimate tranquility!It is a kind of redemption as if a long-sick body has been healed!

The singing finally stopped.

The last note of the guitar, after being scratched by the fingertips, gradually spread out in the air.

Wang Ye raised his head.

Stand in the middle of the stage.

Looking towards the auditorium, feeling the silence at this moment.

He was not disappointed, because in this quietness, what he felt was the uncontrollable turbulent emotion that was brewing, and it seemed that even more terrifying energy would be accumulated in the next second!

In the extreme to suffocating stillness.

The first applause sounded.

"Papapa..." The lonely voice sounded in the auditorium, echoing, looking a little lonely and desolate.

However, this is just the prelude.

But in the next second, applause burst out like a tsunami!Coming like a storm!The frenzied atmosphere instantly filled this space, raising the roof!

The applause went straight to the sky!

Sounds great!

sounds amazing!

They couldn't describe the shock in their hearts at this moment, they only knew that a kind of frenzy was born in their hearts!For Fatty and for this song, we must applaud!

"One more song!" Someone shouted.

One stone shocked a thousand waves!

At this moment, as if they had suddenly woken up, in that strong emotion, many people also subconsciously shouted: "Encore!"

More people join: "Encore!"

"Encore!"

"Encore!"

More voices gathered together, almost lifting the roof of the auditorium.

Yaoji stuck out his tongue, looking a little startled.

He was the first person to call out "one more song". After all, he had heard Wang Ye sing this song many times, so he was able to recover first. However, even he felt that he hadn't heard enough, and in order to give The brothers are supporting the situation, so they yelled that sentence.He never imagined that his words gathered so much power, as if he was roaring, roaring, so frightened that he was about to pee.

"Encore! Encore!" Yaoji stepped on Xiao Neiba, urinating and screaming!

In this sound, more people came back to their senses.

Those people are Principal Gong, Vice Principal Zhao Huaxue, professors from some schools, and Teacher Coke.

Obviously, compared with these young students, their brains are more developed and their mental storms are more intense, so Wang Ye's songs have a stronger effect on them.

Especially Principal Gong, his brain development has faintly shown 30.00% mental riots. In recent years, he has been seeking the treatment of Guyuanqu. Master Yuan is just such a few people. He applied for treatment four years ago, but the treatment time was scheduled for three years later. With the furniture of the sea of ​​spirits, he was faintly anxious, worried that he would not be able to overcome this hurdle.

Unexpectedly, today, from the mouth of his student, he felt the power of calming the soul.

Principal Gong opened his eyes, his eyes became deeper and deeper, only the storm roared in the depths of his pupils.

He looked at Wang Ye deeply, with doubts deep in his eyes.

Is this... the ancient source song?

Yes and not.

As we all know, the language of the ancient source song is even more obscure, and the style of the song is almost melodious and almost ethereal. It seems that a wisp of smoke falls from the sky, lingers around the body, and penetrates into the body with the breath, reaching the sea of ​​spirit. Then use a step-by-step method to guide the storm in the sea of ​​spirits to dissipate little by little until it finally calms down, and the mental riots can be cured.

But this song...Principal Gong had a hard time judging that it was Gu Yuanqu.The style of the song is different, and the meaning of the words is very suitable for the modern cosmic people. Although Wang Ye's own singing style tends to be ethereal, it can't completely suppress the riots in his spiritual sea. month time.Half a month is too short for a cosmic being with a lifespan of six hundred years.However, to say that this is not an ancient song, but it does have a soothing effect on the spirit, the calm mind makes his body relax, and the pores of his body are opened comfortably. Even he wants to continue Listen to Wang Ye and continue singing.

No wonder the teachers and students of Xiongying went crazy.

Mental illness is a terminal illness born to people in the universe. From the moment the embryo is conceived by the mother, it exists in the genes. Even the newborn baby, the sea of ​​spirit is full of waves.Therefore, this kind of song that has a certain soothing effect on the spirit has a very obvious appeal to ordinary people. It is a shock from the depths of the soul!

"cough!"

Amidst the loud "Encore" sound, Wang Ye smiled slightly with the corners of his mouth curled up.

At this moment, his face radiated light, which was the light of confidence.Since he gained weight, in the ten years of low-key and forbearing, no one knows how his heart is destroyed and rebuilt. No matter how tall he builds the house in his heart, there are still shadows and incomplete parts. The more shadows.

And this time!

He stood on the stage, facing the applause!

The sky in the inner world seemed to be pushed away by a big hand, and the sun shone in, bright and warm, nourishing his heart.

Inexplicably want to cry.

This is the most precious wealth left to him by his mother.

He finally took the crucial first step, but unfortunately his mother couldn't see it...

However, he will go on proudly!

Firmly grasp this sunshine, stride out of that broken world, go further, stand higher, and one day in the future, let his mother be happy for him!Make your father proud of him!

"There's another song..." Wang Ye said, his face brightened with a shallow and confident smile.

Many people suddenly discovered that Wang Ye's facial features are actually very good. When he smiles, he is actually a little naive and cute. He really wants to scratch that soft double chin, it must feel very comfortable.

Wang Ye said: ""Little Love Song" is for you."

one person.

a piano.

stand on stage.

To be watched by all, to be loved by all.

I want to hear him sing, I hope he won't leave when he stands on the stage, I want to hear more, more...

At this moment, no one can recall Cheng Yue's performance anymore, just like Yinghuo and Haoyue, even if the Yinghuo is gorgeous enough, it is only a flash of youth, far less important than Haoyue's existence, like the root of life.

Cheng Yue's face was pale, and her mouth was bitter.

He knew he lost.

As he said, the market is the best way to respond to a work, and the reaction of Xiongying teachers and students is the best answer to Cheng Yue.

He has already taken out the golden box, he has the backing of the Montessori Brothers, and his uncle has opened the way for him, especially in Xiongying where he has such a high popularity, but he still lost.

What made him speechless the most was that even he was eager to hear Wang Ye sing another song.

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