Chapter 550

The song is melancholy and hoarse, with vicissitudes and gloom. It seems that it has experienced vicissitudes and changes in the world, but it can still face everything with a pure smile.

With the passage of time, the once dream seems to be a thing of the past, and the friends who once ran on the dream are gone, but they still don't give up. Although they sometimes feel lonely and helpless, everyone is the same. After the experience, there are all kinds of human feelings in the world. They miss the past youth very much, but they have no regrets.

Meng Daxuan's voice echoed throughout the studio. At the moment, people have forgotten his shape, his code name and his appearance behind his mask, and are completely attracted by his voice.

"Young hearts are always frivolous

Now you are home all over the world

The girl who once made you love

Now there is no trace

Love always makes you want and worry

Once made you black and blue

dilililidilililidada......”

The hearing group, which would have occasionally discussed when the singer sang, now sat up and looked in the direction of the stage.

The scene was quiet and there was no sound except singing.

The audience who was still discussing who the masked song king would be in front of the TV also stopped discussing. They sat quietly in front of the sofa and looked at the picture on the screen.

The fierce barrage on the webcast platform seemed to break down suddenly and disappeared collectively.

The whole world is quiet because of this song. Whether it's a young boy in a crazy young age, or a middle-aged man who has tasted the vicissitudes of the world and walked on the confused Road, this song is telling their stories now or their past stories.

Meng Si stood backstage and looked at everything on the stage. He pondered for a long time. His eyes suddenly twinkled. He turned his head and asked Pang Xie, "where's your brother Han?"

Little pangxie had long been attracted by the song. His mind was blank. He just listened carefully to every word sung in the song. He didn't hear Meng Si talking to himself at all. He didn't react for a moment.

Meng Si smashed his mouth and suddenly pushed Pang Xie beside him. "I'm talking to you."

"Ah?" Little Pang Xie seemed to suddenly slow down. He was startled and looked at Meng Si.

"I ask you, where's your brother Han?" Munce pressed his temper and asked again.

Little pangxie forgot about Han Mo since he listened to the song. At first, he didn't see Han Mo and thought that he might be busy with song hero, but he forgot about it and was completely attracted by Meng Daxuan's song.

Meng Si looked at little pangxie in a confused state and knew that he had asked for nothing, but he seemed to understand something in his heart, and a smile came out of the corners of his mouth.

Xiao pangxie's nerve looking for Han Mo was suddenly touched. He began to look around and muttered, "yes, brother Han has never seen anyone. This period is almost over."

Meng Si ignored Pang Xie, but continued to look at the direction of the stage and listen to the song more carefully.

"Mr. Meng, I'll find brother Han." Little Ponzi wanted to finish listening to the song, but he thought it was also important to find brother Han. He struggled for a second, and finally turned and left.

Meng Si didn't dissuade little Pang Xie either, mainly because he was noisy. If he told him his guess, he might chatter for a long time.

The singing continues, because it is the last duel on this masked night. When ares sings, Meng Daxuan also stands on the stage to measure the face, and when ares sings, Meng Daxuan doesn't leave.

At the moment, the God of war was standing on the side of the stage, his eyebrows slightly frowned, and his moving lyrics and low magnetic voice completely fettered him. At first, he was still wondering who the singer on the stage was, but now he can't even guess. Isn't what the song tells about himself and the road he once walked?

Writing songs will make people dry. As soon as they hear the melody, they will move with the rhythm, which makes people excited and blood boiling. But some songs can make people quiet and imaginative. They can't extricate themselves from the artistic conception of songs. They can't help recalling the past and meditating on the present.

This song has such charm. He is quiet, he is low, and he is magnetic with reason. It seems that he has walked through the singer's regretless youth with all the listeners.

And this happens to be who you were.

"Let's dry this glass of wine

A good man's mind is like the sea

Experienced the changes of life and the world

This smile is warm and pure... "

With the end of the last lyrics, the music gradually weakened, and the lingering sound was swirling. The whole studio was surrounded by the low magnetic voice of Meng Da Xuan.

When the song ended, the audience and the hearing group did not respond at all. The scene was quiet for a full second. It seemed that everyone was waiting for the weakened song to ring again. They were unwilling to end because they didn't listen enough.

The live studio outside the venue did not resume the barrage because of the end of the song. The original active platform lost its voice. No one had time to touch the keyboard for fear of missing any details.

Until Meng Daxuan on the stage stopped for a moment and bowed to the audience, everyone really believed that the singing was over, really over.

Warm applause broke out at the scene, warm and lasting.

At this time, the audience outside the waiting hall remembered that there was an interactive link, and the barrage flew up in an instant.

"It's so nice. I really didn't expect to hear such a nice original song on the stage of masked king of songs. I thought I could just recall my previous works."

"Just now I felt that I was cursed. I didn't want to do anything else. I just wanted to listen to the song quietly."

"You find that Da Xuan's voice is very infectious. It seems that she has experienced vicissitudes of life, but there is no trace of age."

"Yes, I also have this feeling. It's not like those smoked voices. It's fresher."

"I don't know how to characterize this song. It sounds good."

"Meng Daxuan is a divine man. I really want to see his true face now. It's amazing."

"The program team has a lot of money. You can invite so many big coffee."

The netizens who didn't speak just now burst out and occupied the whole screen.

Li Manli came to the stage. "I believe you still have a lot to say about the singing of the two singers, but our program has reached the most critical link. What about the God of war? Or Meng Daxuan. "

Netizens shot one after another.

"To tell you the truth, if you simply want to expose yourself, I really want to see who Meng Daxuan is and who can write such a good song, but in terms of song quality, it must be the God of war."

"There's no suspense. It must be the God of war, although I'm not interested at all."

"I want to watch the next program now."

Meng Daxuan and God of war stood on the stage.

Although the information on the barrage flew very fast, the atmosphere at the scene was still very tense.

Everyone looked at the rapidly changing numbers on the big screen and finally stopped suddenly.

Soon the staff sent the envelope to Li Manli.

Li Manli's loud voice sounded in the studio, "today's singer is... God of war! Please go back to the backstage to have a rest. "

King William was stunned before he reacted. The host called himself. Until this time, he realized that he would expose his face, but because of his excessive hype, he didn't even have the last suspense at the moment.

The applause and screams of the audience that might have been more and more intense because of surprise may also become perfunctory applause.

For William king, time seems to be at a standstill.

Meng Daxuan waved to the audience and left his voice. Looking at the shape of Meng Daxuan, she was very cute.

The warm applause continued until Meng Daxuan's back disappeared in the dark stage channel.