Chapter 120 Are You Lu Yuan?

Holding the guitar, Lu Yuan slowly walked to the center of the stage.

Taking a deep breath, looking around at everyone, he closed his eyes.

He is looking for a feeling.

"Continue with the original song today?"

"Yes, Teacher Luo."

"I'm looking forward to you."

"Thank you, teacher."

"Is there an accompaniment this time?" Luo Dalu asked subconsciously after looking at the guitar in Lu Yuan's hand and pushing his glasses.

"some."

"That's good."

"thanks!"

Lu Yuan bowed.

With eyes closed, of course.

He is still looking for feelings.

An Xiao sat on the judge's chair and looked at Lu Yuan silently.

Among these judges, she is the only one who knows the true identity of the contestant wearing a dog-head mask.

To be honest, at first she was surprised to hear that Lu Yuan participated in this program.

She remembered the scene when she saw Lu Yuan for the first time. At that time, Lu Yuan was wearing a very wrinkled shirt, with a shy smile on his face that was not sincere, and appeared in front of her very savagely.

Obviously not a liar, but very funny trying to be a liar to deceive people.

He even had the audacity to try to deceive Wang Jinxue by tricking her into acting as the front desk of the company.

He's really bad at cheating.

Because at that time his eyes were too hypocritical...

An Xiao shook her head.

To be honest, she never imagined that this seemingly ordinary man would be so talented, director, actor, screenwriter, pianist, arranger, lyricist, and now a singer...

He dabbled in almost everything in the entertainment industry like a bastard, squandering his talent recklessly.

An Xiao had never seen such a person.

At this moment, he was standing on the stage enjoying the countless lights, while she sat watching him from the judge's seat under the stage.

At this moment, her eyes were a bit complicated, and she didn't know where the complexity came from.

What kind of man is this?

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Lu Yuan opened his eyes, and the expression inside the mask became serious.

He felt that his state was slowly returning.

He found the feeling.

This feeling is very good.

Of course, those standing in the center of the stage are still not used to it, and the lights are still so dazzling, including the audience below with different eyes, and the judges silently watching him not far away...

Still, it's better than when I first went on stage.

Get used to anything you are not used to.

The light dimmed slightly, becoming less dazzling...

Then the prelude slowly sounded, and Lu Yuan closed his eyes again, as if he had returned to the spring of that year.

That year, the grass grew and the warbler flew.

That year, he met a girl, and it was that girl who made Lu Yuan start learning guitar and piano.

Although that girl definitely doesn't remember Lu Yuan, and she doesn't know that there is a foolish and honest person who wants to play the guitar and piano well in front of her to pretend to be aggressive, although Lu Yuan is considered a loser...

But now that I think about it, everything is quite useful.

Pretty good isn't it?

"You said you loved lilacs the most

because your name is her

what a melancholy flower

A sentimental person..."

This is a song "Lilac Flower".

It was also the piece that Lu Yuan played when he first learned guitar.

Lu Yuan has a deep memory.

When the petals of the memory are slowly floating, and when the fragrance of the memory seems to be smelled in the breath, Lu Yuan plays the guitar.

Then he sang the song with all his emotions.

His voice is no longer the madness of "To Die To Love", nor the loud and changeable voice of "Make Me Happy, Let Me Worry", nor the vicissitudes of "Old Boy", and it is not even very amazing...

His voice turned into a light and pure feeling, and he integrated all his emotions into it in a way of telling a story.

As if paying homage to something.

Luo Dalu closed his eyes, and the melody, accompanied by Lu Yuan's singing, easily penetrated into his heart.

This is a man with a story.

At the same time, this is a song with a story.

Even Luo Dalu can outline the beauty and melancholy of this story in his heart...

"This person is very strange!"

Lu Yuan's voice was not amazing at the moment, but it made Luo Dalu appreciate this feeling that he hadn't experienced for a long time.

An Xiao didn't close her eyes, she opened them.

She looked at Lu Yuan, still so silent, and after Lu Yuan sang slowly, she took a deep breath.

What kind of story is hidden in this Gou Lu Er? How did he write such a sentimental but not offensive song, and in what way did he write it?

She didn't believe that this song was thought of by Lu Yuan on the spur of the moment. She would rather believe that sows can climb trees than this. She felt that Lu Yuan had written this song for a long time, and it had been settled for a long time.

Very tasty.

Others are right, you are a born singer!

Not because you have a good voice, or because you can write songs, but because of your emotion into this song.

And it seems to give the song a soul.

An Xiao then closed his eyes to appreciate the feeling.

Several other judges were a little unbelievable.

It is obvious that Lu Yuan's voice is extremely high-pitched, and he has sung crazy songs like "To Die To Love". Ordinary singers should make persistent efforts and sing that exciting rock style, so as to establish their own personal style ...

However, he is different. At this moment, the song is so delicate, it is as delicate as seeing the flowers floating in spring, the birds flying, and the touching moments.

Ordinary people can't do such an incredible conversion, but he did it, and he did it very well!

It's a monster!

This is a natural singing monster!

"The grave is full of flowers

It's the beauty you long for

Look, there are mountains and plains

Do you still feel lonely..."

Lu Yuan slowly closed his eyes and raised his head. The feeling in his mind became stronger and more lyrical.

The emotion was released without exception, and he felt very relaxed after it was released, but this kind of relaxation was mixed with helplessness...

What is it that you like, and what is it that you don't like?

The past and the past will eventually become smoke...

Some things will never be there again after leaving, but the unforgettable things that are always in the memory will always be beautiful things.

Youth always has regrets, doesn't it?

After singing a verse, he played the guitar and opened his eyes.

Emotions are fully integrated into it.

His movements are not as professional and dazzling as other players at all, but his movements are very natural, and with this song, everyone feels very harmonious.

His soul has penetrated into it.

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"The flower on the grave..."

"That you..."

"Who are these?"

Wang Jinxue watched the TV silently, feeling a little sad for no reason.

She originally thought that Lu Yuan was a heartless person who only thought about getting rich and cheating people all day long. He was obviously very young, but he carried some machismo.

He doesn't care about people, never has.

How can a person who can't take care of himself care about others?

But now she finds out that she was wrong.

This is a man with a story.

The deeper the emotion is, the more indifferent he is. Maybe he is joking and laughing at ordinary times, but there is an incurable scar deep in his heart.

Otherwise he wouldn't have written such a song.

"Is your past really as ordinary as you said before?"

Wang Jinxue lowered her head and suddenly sighed.

………………………

"He can sing this kind of song."

"I never dreamed that he would sing this song instead of rock!"

"horrible!"

"Why do I want to cry so much?"

"Me too."

"I once loved a girl, and that girl was very nice, but now she has left. That was my first love."

"Don't say it, everyone is the same, I don't know why, I think this song is better than that Chen Han."

"I'm sorry, dog head singer, I've been insulting you before, and I've been scolding you for your fancy hype, but today I won't insult you or scold you, I want to give you a thumbs up..."

"Me too."

"I want to praise you too..."

"..."

On the Internet, countless netizens were silent after hearing this song, and then sent their own messages to praise the song. Some netizens inexplicably remembered some past events, and felt that the lyrics of this song It is written very sadly, and they obviously shouldn't listen to it, but they can't help but listen to it, and if they can, they will listen to it over and over again.

It doesn't matter who wins or loses, what matters is that they like the song, and if the audience were to vote, they would absolutely vote for it.

……………………

This stage belongs to Lu Yuan.

The melody of the guitar, the melody of the accompaniment, the singing of Lu Yuan...

Everything shows Lu Yuan's amazing control.

At this moment, Lu is far from being a singer, but like a bard, telling a moving story on stage.

The story is vague, even non-specific, but everyone plugs it in.

A few spectators rubbed their eyes off the court, feeling that their eyes were very uncomfortable, and tears came out of their eyes as they rubbed them.

"The yard is full of lilacs

beautiful purple flowers

I'm here with her

Protect her for the rest of my life..."

After Lu Yuan sang the last lyric, he slowly put down the guitar and let out a long breath.

The guitar is still playing, and the accompaniment is still going on...

But everything has come to an end.

When he looked at the audience off the stage again, he saw that the audience was silent.

The atmosphere has somehow become very depressing, and depressing makes people uncomfortable.

When the last note was over, Chen Han's face off the court turned slightly pale, and his eyes were filled with disbelief.

He knows that there is indeed a desire to compare with Lu Yuan, but he never thought that a person who sings rock and roll so crazy can still sing this kind of lyrical songs...

This feeling is really hard.

He lowered his head, but he didn't admit that he lost. Although Lu Yuan sang very well, he didn't feel that he lost...

"Who are you?" Luo Dalu suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Lu Yuan with sharp eyes.

"what?"

"I can't imagine that there are so many changes in the entertainment industry like you. Tell me, are you Lu Yuan?"

"..." Lu Yuan was silent.

He cannot answer this question.

"It doesn't matter who you are, but I want to choose you..."

"Mr. Luo, that host hasn't spoken yet..." The judge next to him reminded Luo Dalu to pay attention to his identity and attitude...

"I know, but I vote for you! Also, I can't guess who you are. When the real answer is revealed, I'm still not sure, so I won't guess!"

Before the host came to the stage, Luo Dalu voted for Lu Yuan. After joining him, he leaned back on the chair, and the song and melody continued to echo in his mind.

As if he had completed his task, as if the show had nothing to do with him.

"Well, Mr. Luo, don't get excited, the process, the process is still needed... Ahem... After all, I am the host, I still want to save face... Otherwise, the director will fire me..."

At this time, the host came to the stage in embarrassment, picked up the microphone and began to laugh at himself to calm down the scene...

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