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Duino stood on the stage which was welded piece by piece with metals of different colors, and started humming into the microphone.

[You will also hook out the souls of the living! ! ! ] The little knight was very familiar with the singing, and when he heard the prelude when he came here, he was frightened half to death.

[Don't worry, my vocal cords are not that strong yet. ]

The singing voice was very flat and steady, not as ups and downs as Duino's past songs, but everyone who heard the song was instantly fascinated by the singing voice, or the calmness in the singing voice...

When the laws of this world have noticed the little bugs that don't follow the rules, it doesn't seem like a wise move to sing songs from the magic plane, but if you let that "little three" continue to fiddle around, wait until there is no comparison It's too late to fight back.

Therefore, after Du Yinuo received the invitation to the concert, he had his own idea. He would rather bear a counterattack from the law, and kill Xiaosan in the shortest possible time!

The tone of the singing began to become higher and higher. Wherever the singing went, people's expressions were clearly still calm, but no matter men, women, old or young, regardless of skin color and race, tears began to flow uncontrollably.They closed their eyes, their brains were numb and lazy, they were clearly awake but enjoying the ethereal ease of deep sleep.

When the singing ended, people opened their eyes in a trance, but no one cheered, and everyone sat down limply—more of them could only sit on the ground.They started to cry, the ugly kind of tears flowing sideways, but no one cared about their own manners, they just wanted to squeeze more water out of the tear ducts.

Until at least a quarter of an hour later, the people outside the guardrail supported each other and left. Their tears and even snot were still hanging on their faces, but there were also happy smiles on their faces.

After going through so many horrible things, life seemed to be gloomy, but now, they realized that since they were still alive, they had to take the place of the dead and continue on the road of life.

The policemen who maintained order were also weeping. They saw more suffering and death than ordinary people. Many people also had injured or missing people at home, but the order from above was for work, for wages, for Family, they still have to come here and stand guard for the big shots, and now they're kind of happy to be doing the job.

Although a song can't change the reality, it allows them to release the invisible pressure. This kind of help is invisible and intangible, but the benefits and changes it brings will be amazing.

The staff and other rehearsal staff were also crying. Many women had smoky makeup from crying and could only scream and cover their eyes and go back to the tent to touch up their makeup.

As the general director of the concert, Thompson Arnault was amazed, but also wanted to go crazy: a shell!Where am I going to put this guy! _(:зゝ∠)_

——A chief director of the Spring Festival Gala in Huaguo probably has a lot in common with Erno.

The tragedy is that Du Yinuo can change the program and not sing when he participates in the Spring Festival Gala.This is a concert, why let him do it?Want to play the violin as an accompanist? ╮(╯▽╰)╭ In a concert, it’s okay for the people who sing on stage to be two grades behind, especially many of them are non-professionals who offer (zuo) love (xiu) heart (zheng) people (zhi) Jia (jia), arranges the program list by interspersing and matching different singers and types, which can always mobilize the audience's emotions and let everyone HIGH together.

But Duino's... Erno felt that he just wanted to go home and kiss himself and the children, and then have a big meal, and the family members hug each other and go to bed.Concert shit, fuck it!

Put it in the finale?Don't be ridiculous, this concert is broadcast live across the United States, not just on TV, but also on the Internet and radio.Even many foreign TV stations have purchased broadcasting rights, and as long as Duino sang at the end, the charity concert will become his personal show.This is something that many people, especially many politicians, absolutely do not want to see. After all, next year will be a general election year, and they all want to rely on this program to canvass votes.

Although a bit ignorant of conscience, Ernuo considered his own career and his children's college tuition fees. After weighing it, he felt that it was better to kick this Tianlai Du.

As a result, Erno quickly realized that it was impossible to do that. Half an hour later, Duino's recordings were uploaded like crazy on the Internet.In the U.S., which respects copyright, it is illegal to do so. Once Duino himself finds out, many people will really commit suicide.However, many people who record their singing are really eager to share it with others.

Duino quickly discovered this situation, and he simply stated on Facebook: This song is made for people in pain. I hope it can be heard by more people, so I gave up the copyright. ╮(╯▽╰)╭Du Yinuo would not say that everyone did this because of his inner hint.

His statement made the recording more and more crazy, and some radio stations—the self-built radio stations in the United States are very popular—even started to play the recording.

Because most of the recordings use mobile phones, they are seriously distorted and the background sound is seriously disturbed, but that does not prevent people from feeling the beautiful tranquility from the singing.

They wanted to come and listen to the live version, so many people from P City came like this. After knowing that there were people gathering here, more people followed suit. After all, conformity is also a great human nature.

An hour later, more and more people gathered, and they shouted Duino's name while playing the recordings obtained from various sources, and the situation became very embarrassing.

"Let me sing, you don't want any bloodshed." Duino said to Ernuo, and other relevant personnel also looked at Ernuo.

What else could Erno say?I can only nod.He could only be thankful that Duino didn't leave because of his addiction to Facebook.As for his more proclamation that fueled the fire?Is it courting death to pursue that now?

So Duino returned to the stage and sang the song called "Holy" again, but in fact it should be called "Requiem".

He was not so sure the first time, but this time there were so many people, Duino found that his behavior of "committing crimes against the wind" did not provoke the law of anger. The rising air has softened again.

Halfway through the song, Duino understood why.

Because he didn't think about looting anything from these people, he had always obtained his faith power through gentle and harmless methods, back and forth.Not materially, but spiritually.Now, the purpose of his singing is not to make people believe in him, but to provide spiritual stability and comfort, so that people can get rid of the dark fog, return to family, lover, friend, and companion, and stop being led by a certain god.

What the mistress did was: You have to believe in me!You must believe in me!Do you see a natural disaster coming? !You still don't believe in me? !

But what good is it to believe in him?This is not a magical plane. Without the protection of gods, mortals cannot survive even a day.Although war and darkness are still indispensable in the technological plane, in comparison, it is really peaceful.

Thinking of it this way, Duino sang even more happily, and now he doesn't even have to worry about possible blows from the law.It would be even better if a certain mistress fought back because of this, and all the blows of the law would be concentrated on that guy alone.

[Honey, why don't you speak? ]

[I'm listening to you singing, it's really nice. ]

[! ] Duino was out of tune for a second, but no one heard it anyway.Even when the law lets go, there is no compliment from his lover to make him feel happy.

Duino himself didn't realize that after going out of tune, his singing voice became more relaxed and pleasant besides ethereal.

Even those frustrated people who have no family, no friends, or even a pet, feel the strength from his singing—even if they have nothing, at least they still have themselves, so try as much as possible Be kind to yourself...

A rehearsal turned into a personal concert, and it was said that Duino offended many people.Regardless of whether it was intentional or not, this approach was too showy, but it also won the favor of many other people with its singing.

Whether it is good or bad, no one dares to say that it is wrong at this time, because the situation has become "disaster makes us cry, and the sound of nature cheers us up".

The will of the people is still very important, especially when an election year is approaching.

Some people thought that maybe they could change their strategy and perform on the same stage with Duino, but they soon found that even if they were on the same stage, they couldn't open their mouths.Will it be used as a backdrop?Or barely opened his mouth to sing, but the effect was horrible.That's for being ridiculed, not for gaining reputation.

There was no way, so he could only be arranged at the end, and the singing time was reduced from 3 minutes to 20 minute and [-] seconds.

These things are internal to the concert and are not announced to the outside world.After the concert is over, I will make a statement: Because some mistakes occurred in the previous program, so that there is not much time left in the end, such a statement would be fine.

What made Du Yinuo quite strange was that he had already made such a big commotion, what about the little three?There was such a big commotion before, why are you suddenly being honest now?

The calm sea made Duino a little uncomfortable.What's even more depressing is that the little knight is gone, and it's impossible to do some friction exercises that are beneficial to the body and mind. _(:зゝ∠)_SOSAD***

In the corridor of the clinic, the little knight asked a big black man on the hospital bed in the corridor: "Hey, Jack, how are you?"

"It's much better, doctor." The strong man, with his arms hanging from his neck and a leg in a plaster cast, gave the little knight a high-five with his remaining flexible arm.