Rebirth of the super healer

Chapter 11 [-] Points of Critical Strike Damage
Zhang Xuanchen couldn't help laughing and said:

"Among the hundreds of confessions you rejected, it seems that seventy or eighty of them were playing and singing confessions?"

Xia Zihan gave Zhang Xuanchen a blank look, and said angrily:

"What an elm head!

Confession is also divided! "

After finishing speaking, Xia Zihan was inexplicably sad.

This guy, why can't he understand other people's words!

Really pissed off!

Just now.

Zhang Xuanchen stood up without saying anything.

Just walked straight towards the stage.

Under Xia Zihan's astonished eyes.

Zhang Xuanchen walked to the stage, patted the shoulder of the man with glasses who didn't seem to be very successful in his confession, and said with a smile:

"Dude, can you lend me your guitar?

Let me show you what a real playing and singing confession is. "

The man with glasses just failed to confess his love.

I am also angry.

Directly disdainfully said:

"Come on, come on, I still don't believe it, if I can't confess my confession, you can succeed?
I'll give you the guitar, and I'll just quietly watch you pretend! "

The man with glasses learned to play and sing at an early age.

Although the singing skills are a bit inferior.

But his guitar skills are already at a professional level.

He didn't even succeed in confessing, could it be possible to just come up and do it?

Having your own professional playing and singing in front of you will only make your playing and singing worse!

The moment Zhang Xuanchen came to power.

The memory of the earth flooded into my mind again.

Back then, he spent tens of thousands of years looking for the treasures he needed on Earth.

In the long boring time.

Zhang Xuanchen only learned to sing a few songs occasionally, posted them on the Internet, and immediately became the top idol on earth.

At this moment.

Everyone was staring at Zhang Xuanchen.

Or disdain, or curiosity, or expectation.

The surrounding stage lights fell down and fell on him, and everything nearby was plunged into a dark abyss.

Slowly trying to tune the guitar, his lips close to the microphone, articulating clearly.

"Standing here today, I want to sing a song for a friend who has always been by my side and will never leave."

"I don't walk slowly in my life, but I stop when I walk.

I am not emotional in my life, but I am passionate about life.

I don't love each other all my life, but I miss you deeply. "

"The song I'm going to sing is called "I Don't Want to Leave You Alone"."

Sitting on the chair, Zhang Xuanchen closed his eyes slightly, sang softly, and swayed his body freely and gently.

That kind of free and easy, that kind of elegance.

All of a sudden, everyone who ate in the audience entered the state.

"What do you say, knowing that you are not here, you will still ask
Air, but it can't speak for you

Habits are like stubborn scars that never heal

One thought tears the soul apart..."

The melancholy and melodious tune gradually spread out the sad emotions. Those who were still eating put down their chopsticks, those who were playing with their mobile phones put down their mobile phones, the aunt in the canteen put down their work, and the person who was broken in love raised his head.

Accompanied by the melodious and light guitar accompaniment, the sadness is immersed in the heart, inexplicably, everyone feels a sore nose.

The audience seems to see their own past, those sleepless nights, those who toss and turn for love, can never fall asleep, and can only let memories and nights accompany their nights.

"Put photos so that you can save and develop one more copy

Sweater, also prepare an extra layer for you

However, your comforting body temperature when you are alone

How can I save an extra copy for you..."

The low voice began to change after the word "quan", brewing his emotions to the most affectionate level, Zhang Xuanchen sang the most emotional part of the song.

"I don't want you to be alone, alone in the crowd

I don't want you to walk through the wind and rain alone
I don't want you to suffer the cruelty of this world alone

I don't want tears to accompany you to eternity..."

When singing here.

Without realizing it, Xia Zihan's face was already full of tears, which could not be restrained from falling down!

God! ! !

he……

He was confessing to me!

He actually...

Playing and singing confession to me!
For an instant.

The grievances he has suffered in the past three years seem to be worth it.

Xia Zihan seemed to have returned to that summer.

That Xia Tian who was still dirty, had a runny nose, and was bullied by other children.

It was the boy in front of him who blocked his delicate body with his broad arms.

It was this boy who wrestled with other children so that they would no longer dare to bully him.

It was also him who stole my heart viciously in that hot summer!

Let her never be able to like others again.

In the rest of the seats, some girls could be heard crying in a low voice, and the eyes of the boys were inexplicably red. Obviously, the singing had aroused the deepest thoughts in their hearts.

Even the music teachers, who are used to listening to sad songs, feel a little sour in their noses.

Gently sweeping the strings with his fingers, Zhang Xuanchen adjusted his breath, and sang the rest of the lyrics in one breath.

"I don't want you to be alone, alone in the crowd

I don't want you to walk through the wind and rain alone
I don't want you to suffer the cruelty of this world alone

I don't want tears to accompany you forever
After you left, the vestiges of love are like an empty city

Lost, your cup gloves and laughter

In the end, you only take away your fragility and innocence
and the person I can't let go of

Maybe in the future, you will find someone who understands you and loves you better
You must be happier and more prosperous in the next journey..."

Sing here.

Xia Zihan's heart was in pain like being stabbed!

Will not!
No one will be better than you!

In the future, no one will love me more or understand me better!
Zhang Fan, Zhang Fan, why are you singing this passage?
Are you hinting at me?

Xia Zihan looked at Zhang Xuanchen whose face was covered by the dim light on the stage.

The heart is stabbed like a pain.

Zhang Xuanchen closed his eyes on the stage.

Not accepting Xia Zihan's questioning eyes.

Zihan!
No matter what, in this life, I will keep you safe and prosperous.

But, after all, I am the aloof Ancient Emperor Xuanchen.

I can't drag you into that cruel, bloody, and life-threatening world of comprehension!

when a song is over.

Whoa! ! ! !

The audience applauded thunderously! ! !

The applause almost toppled the ceiling! ! !
Some people's drumming hands are almost swollen!

"sounds amazing!!!"

"Ten thousand times stronger than the man with glasses just now!"

"Yeah, and this song seems to be original?"

"It's definitely original! I, a music fanatic, have never heard such a beautiful song. There is no second reason other than originality!"

"The more I look at this little brother, the more handsome he is!"

"Sure enough, a person who sings well and looks good is called a confession. The man with glasses just now must be considered a hooligan?"

"..."

Listening to everyone's discussion, the man with glasses twitched his expression, and his face was almost distorted.

What the hell! ! !

Even if I can't sing as well as him, you don't have to hurt me so much, right?
If I don't sing well, am I playing hooligans?

And this time.

The girl Chen Man, who was confessed by the man with glasses, looked at Zhang Xuanchen on the stage with a nympho, and muttered:
"If it's him, should I still hesitate?

Hey……"

Glasses man: "..."

He suffered [-] points of crit damage in his heart!

(End of this chapter)