“Like stirring music,
Teaching people how to sleep.
Unknown perfume,
Suffocating specter.
Sharp high heels,
Breaking so many hearts.
Eyebrows like sabers,
Guarding your secret garden…”
An Ye Tu had already taken the microphone from the stand.
While singing, he walked towards the edge of the stage.
He spread his arms, like a king approaching his queen, his steps filled with determination and dominance. Combined with the flashing red lights on stage, it surprisingly gave off a dark and stylish vibe.
This domineering aura sent shivers down the spines of many in the audience.
Although the rabbit headgear was a bit incongruous, the aura was truly palpable.
“The night is too beautiful, no matter how dangerous,
There will always be someone staying up all night with dark circles.
Love is too beautiful, no matter how dangerous,
Willing to pay with tears overdrawn for a thousand years…”
At this moment.
An Ye Tu stood at the edge of the stage and suddenly bent over!
A sound like metal tearing through the air rang out.
That sound, sweeping across the audience's eardrums, seemed to touch their souls, making their hearts race, and then an overwhelming sense of excitement surged.
Everyone stand up!
Countless people rose from their seats, raising their hands to clap along with the rhythm.
Yin Na, wearing high heels, was getting tired and wanted to sit down.
“I’ll stand and listen then…” Just as she was about to bend down to sit, she quickly stood up again.
It was as if standing to listen to this song was the greatest respect for the song itself.
“Pain is too beautiful, no matter how humble.
I still want to taste the flavor of being shattered to pieces,
You are too beautiful, no matter how silent.
I wish I could use piles of stones to isolate myself from the world,
My queen, I want to possess your beauty!”
The final magnetic voice.
Exuded an invincible sexiness.
The red wine that slid from her lips to her collarbone.
Soaked through her clothes.
The wildness that choked the throat.
Fiery red lips, shattered bones, too beautiful, too dangerous.
A mixture of various emotions, it was a full-body hormonal reaction.
Too wild, too domineering, this song!
Coupled with An Ye Tu’s voice, it was an instant peak of excitement!
“That aphrodisiac music,
Sounds so foolish.
…
Sleep soundly on my shoulder,
I will crown you with my life…”
After a short interlude.
It directly entered the second verse.
Giving the audience no chance to catch their breath. The excitement made them forget time, forget their identities, only knowing how to sway to the rhythm.
High.
Truly high.
Unlike traditional rock, this song’s melody had a ballad feel, incorporating elements of hard rock. The lyrics were incredibly domineering and wild. These elements combined acted as an excitement catalyst.
Rock out for me!
Under the music.
The impact of the mosh pit was what made rock music most captivating.
That feeling of thousands responding.
Gave Su Yu, beneath the mask, a sense of exhilarating pleasure.
This type of song was not only enjoyable for the audience but also for him to sing.
As the excitement level rapidly increased.
The sense of understanding between the singer and the audience emerged.
“Let me hear your screams!!!”
He raised the microphone in his hand and aimed it at the audience.
Boom!!
At this moment, the cheers and screams from the venue were deafening!
“Pain is too beautiful, no matter how humble.
I still want to taste the flavor of being shattered to pieces.
You are too beautiful, no matter how silent.
I wish I could use piles of stones to isolate myself from the world.
My queen, I want to possess your beauty…”
Su Yu was already sweating profusely under the headgear.
Not because singing this song was strenuous, but because he was infected by the audience, he felt a sense of exhilaration.
Singers and audiences are always complementary.
When a singer sings, and the audience interacts, the live performance is very engaging, even if the singing isn't perfect.
But if the audience doesn't interact.
It becomes a major awkward scene.
There was once a diva singer who tried to interact with the audience on stage, but the audience showed no reaction, turning a good concert into a major social faux pas.
However, this time it was the opposite.
The audience’s emotions were stirred up and they were very cooperative.
The scene of thousands cheering in response.
Caused ripples in Su Yu’s calm heart.
“Love is too beautiful, no matter how dangerous.
Willing to pay with tears overdrawn for a thousand years,
Pain is too beautiful, no matter how humble.
I still want to taste the flavor of being shattered to pieces!”
The explosion was imminent.
Under everyone’s gaze.
An Ye Tu stepped onto a speaker at the edge of the stage.
Holding the microphone with both hands, his upper body swayed with the rhythm, responding to the crowd.
“You are too beautiful, no matter how silent.
I wish I could use piles of stones to isolate myself from the world…”
When he sang to this part, An Ye Tu noticeably took a breath.
He bent over sharply.
“My queen, I want to possess your! BEAUTY!!!!”
Hoarse!
Magnetic!
His voice, filled with a metallic quality, paused twice before bursting out, a drawn-out vocal run pushing the venue to its ultimate climax!
Crazy!
Everyone at this moment, covering their heads, screamed wildly!
So satisfying!
That voice was like a steel plate being forcibly torn, its speed gradually increasing, and its power exploding instantaneously after accumulating!
Yin Na’s legs went weak, and she could no longer stand. She plopped down on her chair, her face filled with disbelief.
This is what he meant by “slightly familiar”?
This is what he meant by “knows a little”?
I’d believe anything you say if it came from you!!
“Incredible!”
Liu Huan couldn’t help but applaud, then praised sincerely.
“Indeed,” Mo Yan chimed in with applause, his eyes full of amazement.
“The overall pitch of the song isn’t too high, likely a compromise for catchiness. But towards the end, there’s a sustained high note that both showcases skill and unleashes the song’s emotion. Listening to Ting Yu perform normally, An Ye Tu exceeded expectations this time,” Han Qi said in one breath.
“Teacher Han Qi, the overall pitch of the song isn’t too high, that’s from your perspective. For an average person, it’s already quite high,” Yin Na said weakly.
“Yin Na is giving An Ye Tu a rare high evaluation,” Mo Yan said with a half-smile.
“Ahem… Teacher Mo Yan, you jest. I only evaluate based on skill,” Yin Na said awkwardly.
She had indeed felt from the beginning that An Ye Tu relied on his tone to deceive people, and after being proven wrong, she thought An Ye Tu’s style was too mellow.
But after this song, “Wang Fei,” she had nothing more to say.
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“Wang Fei” Original Singer: Jam Hsiao, Lyrics: Chen Zhenchuan, Music: Li Saisong