don't call me singer

Chapter 35 Burning!

Chapter 35 Burning! (even more~)

Hearing this high-pitched voice, Brother Ming only had one thought.

Does this child still need his voice?
This way of singing, I am afraid that it will be useless to sing two sentences.

After the high-pitched sound like a silver bottle bursting with water,

Gu Xiaobai lowered the tune, spread out his hands, and the sound of the guitar was gradually rising.

"gunfire……"

Fu Wenyao stood on the back left of Gu Xiaobai, playing the guitar with all his attention. He didn't realize that Brother Ming had actually arrived, nor did he realize that the phone in his trouser pocket rang several times.

The next second, it exploded again.

"——burning↗——days↗!!!!!!"

At that moment, Brother Ming's eyes were about to pop out.

C6!

The ground-breaking C6 can still bite words!Can also bite words!
Where are you monsters?Is it Namek?

Brother Ming felt his hand loosen, and the piano case in his hand fell to the ground with a thud.

Gu Xiaobai stood on the stage, facing the wheat rack, like a proud lion, with a domineering look at the world, he glanced at the whole world.

He is a tyrannical monarch who can take life and death, and he is a peerless warrior across the battlefield.

At this moment, he is the king of the stage and the king of the scene.

This is the real superstar!
"The nation is in peril, the country is in distress, the parents are poor and the younger brother is hungry and cold..."

His right hand held the wheat shelf, his left hand slowly waved from the air, his eyes followed his left hand, his breath sank, and his palm sank.

The rocker arm in the air, with the camera, followed his palm, the looming face behind his palm, the sharp eyes that even the palm could not stop, and that handsome and glowing face.

At this moment, the baseball cap on his head is on the back of his head. If ordinary people wear it like this, it will give people the feeling of being airy, but this hat, on Gu Xiaobai's head, gives people a sense of Feeling, but only handsome and uninhibited, as if even the hat is glowing.

Gu Xiaobai suddenly retracted his left hand, his fingers close together, not a fist, but his index finger and thumb together, and his thumb bent, like a pistol, his voice wandered in a high-pitched voice that is unattainable for human beings, and then paused word by word.

"The heavy responsibility is on my shoulders!"

Domineering gestures and sharp words swept the audience like a pistol.

If it was on an American campus, it is estimated that the campus police would have rushed up and knocked him down.

Uncle cop, this man has a gun in his hand!

He has a gun!
Under the stage, countless people felt that at that moment, their hearts would be shot through by Gu Xiaobai.

They raised their hands, not knowing whether they were surrendering or resisting, and their mouths had already roared:
"The heavy responsibility is on my shoulders, on my shoulders!"

Behind Gu Xiaobai, several rock musicians who sang harmony roared in harmony: "On my shoulder! On my shoulder! On my shoulder, woo woo woo ah—"

The "gun" in Gu Xiaobai's hand went from left to right, from right to left, and then suddenly put it away and clenched his fist.

The choreographed riff came in, and the roaring heavy metal music shook the audience, mixed with screams and roars.

All the audience at the scene got high, they danced and shouted, and the sound seemed to burst their eardrums.

Brother Ming felt that his worldview was about to be overturned.

This originally painful and slow school song is actually not suitable for adaptation into rock, let alone going the way of metal rock.

But Fu Wenyao had the final say, he was just here to help out.

After several performances, he was not very satisfied.

Congenital deficiencies cannot be made up for the day after tomorrow.

But now, what's going on at the scene of the explosion?

what happened?

For the next two kinds, Brother Ming felt that he was in a dream.

He felt like he was watching a show.

It's like taking part in a show.

Under this kind of scene, Fu Wenyao obviously also broke out to the level of [-]%. After all the lyrics are over, after Gu Xiaobai sang "Forgive me for not paying it back", a poignant and cool high-pitched guitar , it exploded.

A long guitar solo stimulated everyone's eardrums. Behind him, the drummer of the Black Bear was trained in a circus. The whole person was about to jump, and the drum was about to be smashed. The stage was pounding. Straight sound.

After Solo, Gu Xiaobai grabbed the mic stand with both hands, put it in front of the microphone, pressed his throat to the bottom, and used the near-field radio effect of the microphone to expand his bass resonance and suppress the excessively rich high-pitched overtones. Bass came out.

"last night

I walked through the campus

An old man standing by the lake
he asks
have you ever seen
a girl in a white dress
He says
That's his sweetheart

He missed decades
He says
I am back
Why didn't you wait for me"

For the sound that was almost attached to the microphone, the resonance of the bass was amplified to the maximum, but the treble was ignored, making Gu Xiaobai's original high-pitched voice so low that it was like a whisper, so low that his ears were itching. As soon as the sentence fell, the guitar in Fu Wenyao's hand played a muffled sound as if the strings were broken, and then covered the guitar.

Gu Xiaobai grabbed the brim of his hat with his left hand, turned forward, and lowered his head.

All sounds are silent.

Gu Xiaobai kept his head down, took out his mobile phone, and took a peek at it.

70% completion.

Only 70%?Gu Xiaobai pursed his lips in dissatisfaction.

The brim of the hat completely covered his face, and only the arc of his chin was exposed, and no one noticed his small movements at all.

"Boom", the drum sounded again, and then stopped abruptly.

The stage was silent.

The applause has not yet sounded, and the cheers have not yet sounded.

But first there was a loud cry.

Lao Hong covered his face and burst into tears. His cries were enough to shock half of the cafeteria.

This time, everyone was embarrassed to applaud and scream, all looked in Lao Hong's direction and discussed in a low voice.

"Grandpa is crying again..."

"It's so pitiful, I must have remembered something."

"Is the last lyric added newly?"

"It sings well..."

"Maybe it's the story of the old grandpa..."

"Xiao Bai can even sing bass! My ears are getting pregnant..."

Lao Hong also seemed to feel embarrassed. He quickly wiped the tears from his face and shouted in his Hong Zhong-like voice, "Okay!"

While applauding, while wiping tears.

This time, screams and cheers finally sounded.

On the stage, Gu Xiaobai raised his head, looked down, smiled shyly, lowered his head and stretched out a finger, scratching his cheek.

At this time, Gu Xiaobai was completely different from the domineering stage king just now.

His face was cute and shy, just like a primary school student who had just passed the double-hundred exam standing on the stage to receive praise from the teacher.

The cheers from the audience became louder and louder. I don't know how many people were shouting:

"Encore Encore!"

"Sing one more song!"

"Do it again! Do it again!"

Gu Xiaobai said: "I'm sorry, I have to go back and brush the questions. I have an exam tomorrow."

Gu Xiaobai stepped off the stage, and the fans rushed forward, screaming: "Xiaobai! Xiaobai! Xiaobai!"

More than a dozen security guards and several policemen rushed up together and protected Gu Xiaobai.

Finally he was sent out of the cafeteria.

Fu Wenyao watched Gu Xiaobai's figure disappear outside the door, holding the guitar and bowing his head in despair.

"I don't want to sing anymore..."

The same song, different lead singers, why are there so many differences!

And that lyrics, how can it be added so well!
Too hit people, fall!
"I'm going back to study too!"

The gap on the stage is really too big, I'd better pass the exam to defeat Xiaobai...

(Singing the school song for the last time, ready to change the song.)
 Forget it, I can't hold it anymore, let's send it out...

  Uncle Ha has been moved by his kindness...

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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