Kill the heavens from sleep

Chapter 239 It's All in the Lyrics

Li Hun in front of the TV saw this scene, his heart seemed to be grabbed by something suddenly, and he started to feel a dull pain.

Although in the turmoil with Wang Yueban, he was the one who was hurt.

But this Hua Hua is too much. As a person in the entertainment industry, she can tell at a glance that this has absolutely nothing to do with him.

Now Wang Yueban is under pressure and bullying at the scene, I can't imagine it at all.Even Li Wei was suspicious, if she was standing on the stage at this moment, she would have left the stage in tears.

But as for Wang Yueban, she still stood silently on the stage and endured all this, and even faced those insults, she actually had to 'force her smile'!
"Hua Yucheng, right?"

After the belated staff finally brought the 'riot' under control, Wang Yueban finally spoke.

"It's me, what advice do you have?"

Huahua raised her head proudly, looking very proud.

Wang Yueban smiled lightly, took the microphone and said directly: "To be honest, your song just now was really bad, so bad that I can hardly believe it."

"I've been watching it just now, and I wonder what kind of person it is that can write such a bad song."

"Now I can see the original Mr. Hua Yucheng, which really satisfies my great curiosity!"

Whoa!
The audience was shocked by Wang Yueban's words.

Although Huahua's original song is really not very good, it's not that bad.And as your senior in the music scene, is it really okay for you to comment like this?

But to be honest, Wang Yueban does have the ability to comment. After all, he released two albums this year, but each song is a hit.

Even though it was affected by the cheating incident, the top ten songs in the national music scene this year were still covered by someone alone.

Huahua's face was livid, and the fists hidden in his sleeves were tightly clenched.

Since his debut, although his songs have not won any awards, and he has even been criticized as a cover artist, it is the first time in history that he is ridiculed for his bad songwriting!
If it wasn't for the large crowd and the live broadcast, Huahua was really afraid that he couldn't help but hit people directly.

But after thinking about it, he was absolutely sure that Wang Yueban was deliberately provoking himself, in order to drag himself into trouble.

So, he suppressed his anger and said coldly: "Since my song can't catch Mr. Wang's eyes, why don't you ask Wang Laosheng to improvise a song, so that everyone can comment on your creative skills."

Huahua improvised a song on purpose, because he was afraid that his big fish would compare with his own song.Although I haven't heard that song yet, Wang Yueban has disappeared for more than two months, so it is not difficult to create a song.

But there is no need for live improvisation. Generally, the songs created by improvisation will not be very good.And this time is the best time to attack yourself.

After all, although you, Wang Yueban, are strong in creation, I won't give you time to prepare. I'll see how you step down.

Unexpectedly, Wang Yueban shrugged his shoulders, and said calmly: "Okay, since you want to be slapped in the face by me, I won't sing Big Fish today, and start a new one."

When Huahua heard it, he immediately laughed and said, "Hahaha, Mr. Wang, you are still slapping your face to make yourself fat at this time. If you don't sing well, it will be very embarrassing!"

The on-site director also made up his mind: "Mr. Wang really wants to change the song? Then there will be no accompaniment. Otherwise, I should apologize, anyway, it's nothing."

Wang Yueban glanced at the director with a sneer, and said randomly, "Go to the piano, I'll play it myself!"

"Could it be that Wang Yueban can turn himself over now?"

The on-site director was terrified by Wang Yueban's stare, and while still hesitating, Huahua said eagerly: "Hurry up and bring the piano here, Mr. Wang wants to create on-site, I'm looking forward to it!"

"Go and move!"

Now that Huahua has agreed, the on-site director has nothing to do.However, in order to take care of Huahua, the director secretly gave the staff a look, signaling them not to move those good ones.

In the Sheshan villa, Meng Meiqi nervously clutched the remote control tightly in her hand.

Although Wang Yueban on TV still looked so calm and unhurried.But Meng Meiqi was still nervous.

This is improvisation on the spot, and can Wang Yueban really play the piano?You know, there is not a single piano in this villa.

When she watched the staff lift up a black piano, she felt that she was really useless, there was nothing she could do to help Wang Yueban except to watch TV and get anxious.

And Wang Yueban is facing the current predicament, all because of himself.If he hadn't admitted that he cheated, such a thing would never have happened, and he would still be his No. 1 star in the country.

After the piano was ready, Huahua was anxious to see Wang Yueban make a fool of herself, so she urged, "Mr. Wang, please!"

Wang Yueban replied with a sneer, "Okay!"

The whole stage went dark, only a ray of light hit Wang Yueban, and he slowly moved to the side of the piano.

Wang Yueban walked to the piano, stretched out his hand and lightly stroked the black and white keys, and the temperament of a piano master was immediately revealed.Just by going through it once, I wrote down all the notes.

Although most of the audience were waiting to see the joke, they had to admit in their hearts that Wang Yueban's temperament just now was really charming.

"Maybe, he really has something?"

"The temperament is very similar to that of a pianist!"

"Could it be that this talent is about to be slapped in the face?"

For a while, many people began to look forward to it after being shown off by Wang Yueban.

"Hey, you're making a fool of yourself!"

Hua Hua sneered aside.

"This song is called back, I gave it to a friend, and I want to tell her"

Wang Yueban didn't finish speaking, but after a faint smile, he began to play.

There was a little noise in the audience, and the audience whispered to each other, tasting the meaning of Wang Yueban's words.

I saw the slender fingers gently pressing a few notes on the black and white keys, and a gentle melody flowed out from between the fingers, lingering on the stage.

The crisp notes formed a series of slow and pleasant preludes. Wang Yueban suddenly changed his lazy, serious and affectionate demeanor, instantly attracting the attention of many female audiences.

After the tune gradually became deeper, Wang Yue half body moved forward slightly, and sang into the microphone:

"The gray sky has cried before. After leaving you, there is no more freedom."

"The sour air, smelling the distance between us, a heart-wrenching ending, can't stop like breathing."

The deep voice with evil thoughts spread throughout the studio through the microphone.Then it lingers in my ears for a long time, and it is difficult to dissipate for a long time.

After hearing these two sentences, Huahua's face, which had been smug just now, suddenly became uncomfortable.

But the singing was still going on, and the slapping in the face was still going on.

The days when the drawers turned yellow

Squeeze dry memories, that smile is summer
You and my past, don't forget in an instant

Love after hypoxia is superfluous in the careless eyes
It seems that there is an unspeakable sadness slowly seeping from the ears to the brain.

The non-squeamish, indescribable leisurely narration is full of this gloom, but between the lines, there is a wave of longing and love flowing out all the time.

(End of this chapter)