Chapter 429: Cry her

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When I watched Luo Xiangdong want to ask him a few thoughts, the music around him already sounded, the familiar melody, "The Wind Continues Blowing" by my brother.
Old Cantonese songs are one of my weaknesses. At this time, I was also a little curious, so I couldn't help but look sideways at Dou Chao on the stage. Dou Chao wore an off-white T-shirt and light gray slacks. Because of his height, he used to be a stand in his place, which was particularly stylish.
Holding the microphone, his face no longer had the joking smile on his face, his lips opened, and his low voice sang: "I saw you who are sad, how can you tell me to be willing to cry, how to cry is beautiful, how to stop crying, I have to Kiss your hair softly and let the wind continue to blow. I can’t bear to stay away. I am very eager to stay with you.
Maybe Dou Chao's funny image in daily life is too bright, so I was shocked to the point of speechless by his low singing voice.
A distance of tens of meters away, I stared at the people on the stage blankly, with surprise and admiration in my eyes.
"Hey……"
Luo Xiangdong, who was next to him, suddenly elbowed me. I was taken aback, then turned my head to look at him. But seeing that Luo Xiangdong's handsome face was seven points unhappy and three points hesitant to speak. He looked at me and said, "Look at it?"
I excitedly said: "Brother Chao sings so well!"
Luo Xiangdong rolled his eyes visibly, and then replied indifferently: "You haven't seen the world? What's so great about singing a song?"
I took his arm and continued to say: "Listen carefully, Brother Chao's voice is really like brother."
Dou Chao is a beautiful girl who can be amusing and calm the world, but calmly and depressed. Seeing the women in the audience were utterly intoxicated, I was a bit uncomfortable, and I felt like I was about to rush to the stage to present flowers.
Luo Xiangdong glanced at me and said, "I'm a little prosperous. There are more people singing well."
I quickly said: "I haven't heard you sing yet, what will you sing later?"
Luo Xiangdong: "..."
He obviously looked away and avoided. I looked at the look on his face and the series of reactions, and suddenly came back to my senses, frowned, and asked tentatively: "You... can't you sing songs?"
After thinking about it so carefully, I have known Luo Xiangdong for so long, and I have never heard him sing a sentence, even if it is a hum.
Dou Chao was just buried in the sand by Luo Xiangdong, clamoring for revenge. From this look, Luo Xiangdong couldn't get away from the lack of tone or the deserted tone.
We were chatting below. Dou Chao on the stage took advantage of the intermission and took the microphone and said: "Shao Luo can easily not sing in front of everyone. I have never admired anyone in my life in singing, except for him. Everyone here today is also blessed..."
Luo Xiangdong pursed his thin lips and took a look on the stage. This eye was full of determination to kill Dou Chao and then quickly.
I was full of excitement, and I felt that Dou Chao was playing a big game. Knowing that Luo Xiangdong loved face, he still took him to the point where he could not get off the stage. No wonder Shen Zisong said Dou Chao was careful.
Just four minutes after a song, Dou Chao finished singing in a blink of an eye, and the audience applauded. Dou Chao took the microphone and stood on the stage, looking at us, and said with a smile: "How is it? Shao Luo wants to sing something?"
Luo Xiangdong picked up the microphone that I turned off and put it aside, turned on the switch, and said, "If you ask me to sing, I will sing? Then I am not very personal?"
Dou Chao smiled as a chicken thief, and replied without changing his face: "It's not that I told you to sing you have to sing, but my girl sitting next to you, she likes to listen to songs. I just saw her eyes fell on me Now, I must think I can sing pretty well. Since you brought your girl to Binhai just to make her laugh, there is nothing more pleasing to her than singing. Sister, don't you?"
Dou Chao deliberately caught the ducks on the shelves. I hurried to the microphone and replied with a hard smile: "Brother Chao, I actually want to hear you sing more than Xiangdong sing."
Dou Chao deliberately asked ‘oh’, and then said, "Is feeling tired of listening to him singing?"
I smiled and replied: "No, the first time I heard you sing, I was addicted to it. I want to hear you sing alone tonight."
In order to keep Luo Xiangdong, I had to try my best to use my skills to slacken and slap. I thought Dou Chao would definitely find a way to turn his attention back to Luo Xiangdong, but he took advantage of the trend and smiled and said to me: "Since you like me so much, then I invite you to come on stage and sing a song with me, you Surely you won't refuse me? Otherwise, if so many people are watching, your brother and I won't be able to get off the stage."
I:"……"
I finally know what it means that there are chasing soldiers before the cliffs. It was designed to come to Dou Chao, and Luo Xiangdong and I have to die.
Seeing the hundreds of pairs of eyes all looked towards me, I clearly felt a thin layer of goose bumps all over my body. This kind of prominence is simply a torture for someone like me who has suffered from ‘biological stress’ since I was a child.
Dou Chao stood on the stage and choked me up. He even encouraged the people under the stage to coax me. My face was blue and red, and deep in my heart, I refused, but when I thought of "abandoning the to protect the car", I had to protect Luo Xiangdong, so I would also cut my head with a knife. I took the microphone and prepared to reply to Dou Chao .
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"I……"
"I want to be beautiful, let my girlfriend come on stage to sing with you, then what have I become?" These words came from Luo Xiangdong.
He took the microphone in my hand and sat on the sofa, staring at Dou Chao on the stage, and said blankly: "It's just singing a song, it doesn't matter. I'm happy today, you can order it."
A long distance away, I can see the expressive joy on Dou Chao's face. He was so excited that he couldn't hide his laughter, and smiled and said, "Hey, I didn't force you to sing it."
Luo Xiangdong said, "Don't be long-winded, it's numb."
Dou Chao said: "There are more than one to two thousand people on this beach, are you sure?"
Luo Xiangdong said: "As you say, I am not blind."
I looked at them with a sinister and cunning smile, and a Shen resolutely. I always felt that the atmosphere of the scene would change suddenly in the next few minutes, but I didn't know whether the direction was good or bad.
Dou Chao pointed his finger down somewhere off the stage, and then smiled: "Brother Music, please give Luo Shao a song "I Do". Don't need Faye Wong's key. Be careful that Shao Luo can't sing back and cast your anger on your head. Come to the version where Qi Qin and Liang Jingru sang together..."
Soon, I switched to v and lyrics on the big screen, and my surroundings were also enveloped by familiar music. I was looking at the people on the stage, but now they all turned to look at me and Luo Xiangdong in the tent.
Luo Xiangdong was holding the microphone, there was no expression on his handsome face, and the still handsome people were angry.
Shen Zisong coughed very low, and then leaned back on the sofa, which should have been a lazy posture, but I didn't know if I thought about it, I always felt a little nervous.
The prelude was guitar and piano. Soon, as the green dots on the countdown on the big screen disappeared one by one, I was inexplicably nervous. When the last green origin disappeared, I sang along with me from the bottom of my heart, but in fact I did not hear Luo Xiangdong's voice.
When he turned his head in surprise, Luo Xiangdong was holding the microphone. It was obvious that the lyrics on the screen had already been sung for a while, and the tune had passed. He just said, "Missing is a very mysterious thing, like a shadow. Accompanied. Silent and breathless, haunting my heart, in a blink of an eye, engulfing me in memory..."
The voice... still the voice of Luo Xiangdong. It's just this rhythm, this intonation, this beat... It's just perfect to avoid the correct singing of the original sound.
You can't say that he sings badly, but... forgive me for not holding back, and he laughed directly at Luo Xiangdong.
Shen Zisong sat on the right of Luo Xiangdong, and I glanced at it. He lowered his head vigorously, his smile and his internal injuries.
Luo Xiangdong’s singing is not a type of silly accent, but a representative of pentatonic incompleteness. Such a low and sad song, he was low and sad, but it was more inexplicably funny.
I seemed to be hit by someone's laugh, and I couldn't handle it.
I thought that Luo Xiangdong would not sing after being laughed at by us, but he just looked at the lyrics on the big screen, holding the microphone in one hand, and holding my hand with the other, clasping my fingers.
He sang very earnestly: "I can't resist, especially at night, I miss you so much that I can't breathe. I want to rush to you immediately, telling you loudly, I am willing to do it for you, I am willing to do it for you, I am willing to do it for you, forget My name..."
Even if one more second stays in your arms, it is not a pity to lose the world.
Looking at Luo Xiangdong's almost stubborn eyes, he listened to his singing that didn't step on the beat. I don't know when, the smile on my face disappeared, followed by full of sourness and distress.
"I can't resist, especially at night, thinking you can't breathe."
Whenever Luo Xiangdong sang this sentence, I felt that in the tossing and turning nights, not only was I missing him, but he was also missing me in the same depressive way.
I finally understood that sentence. There are many people, many things, and many things. At first glance, they are happy, but they will burst into tears when they look at it.
I no longer think that Luo Xiangdong sings a lot of ridiculousness, I just think that every word he sings is deeply in my heart.
I held Luo Xiangdong's hand tightly, his fingers gently rubbed the back of my hand, as if comforting me.
I lowered my head, tears falling like broken beads, crackling.
Upon seeing this, Shen Zisong hurriedly handed me a tissue. I didn't want to be watched by people around me, so I resisted the excitement.
Luo Xiangdong finished the whole song by himself. Of course, he sang slower than the original tune. Later, the sound engineer slowly matched his rhythm.
When he took the microphone away from his lips, clapping and applause still sounded around him, but the sound was a bit sincere, and it was based on Luo Xiangdong's face.