The staff brought a microphone to Ling Ge.

Lin Zhi began to smile and asked

, "Handsome guy, how does it feel to be on stage?"

Looking at the black figure under the stage, Ling Ge smiled: "It feels good." "

He has never held such a large-scale concert.

"Then which song does the handsome guy want to sing with me next?" Lin Zhi asked.

Which song to sing in chorus?

uh: "......"

The question directly stunned Ling Ge.

Because he found that he only remembered a sentence in his mind that Lin Zhi sang "the rainy season when he was seventeen years old".

The original owner is not a fan of Lin Zhi at all, so naturally he will not sing Lin Zhi's songs.

This sentence of the original owner's meeting is because this is Lin Zhi's famous song, and the radio in the school is often played.

Ling Ge thought for a moment, and then said, "I want to sing the first ...... Well, the original song is for my mother, is it okay?"

The audience was stunned for a moment, and then immediately cheered.

These days, originality is rare.

Wang Lei, who was in the audience, widened his eyes when he heard this, and his face was full of disbelief.

You don't have all the five notes, but it's still original?

It can't be a song like "Look at this big and round moon".

Li Wei's eyes also widened in disbelief.

What kind of virtue is this licking dog licking her for a year, she knows it clearly.

How could Ling Ge write songs?

Their Modu University is a university of science and technology, and it is not an art and sports school.

For a person like Ling Ge, who is like a stuffy gourd, can he still write songs? What kind of international jokes?

She wouldn't believe it if she was killed.

This guy shouldn't have deliberately pretended to win her back.

Thinking like this, Li Wei looked down on Ling Ge more and more in her heart.

If you don't have the strength, what are you pretending?

Lin Zhi on the stage was also slightly stunned.

Are all his fans so talented now

? Original?

He wants to hear what original songs this fan will write.

Then he said: "Of course you can, but since it's original, you can only sing it without accompaniment, so I'll leave the next three minutes to you." He

was also tired of singing, so he just took the opportunity to rest for a while.

Lin Zhi was also informal, and walked directly to the edge of the stage and sat down, looking at Ling Ge curiously.

[Ding, if the host is detected to be incomplete, a newbie reward will be issued.] Rewards the host for intermediate singing skills. Ling Ge's

eyes lit up slightly.

Intermediate playing skills? That's pretty good.

The song he is going to sing next doesn't have many too difficult performance skills, and the intermediate singing level is completely sufficient.

This song is also remembered because I just saw in my memory that the original owner's mother actually looked exactly like his own mother who had died of illness.

Ling Singer held the microphone and lowered his head slightly to recall the song in his mind.

Fortunately, this song was his favorite song before, so he remembered the lyrics without a word.

The audience looked at him curiously.

These days, it's rare to have the ability to write your own songs.

I don't know, how the song was written by this lucky viewer.

Under the gaze of the audience, Ling Ge opened his mouth and sang.

A deep voice suddenly resounded throughout the gymnasium.

only opened his mouth to sing a few words, and the entire gymnasium was instantly silent.

This song has

a strong sense of picture.

Just these few sentences instantly make people have a picture in their minds.

In a small room, there is a small square table. On the table, meat and vegetables are paired with two dishes, and in the kitchen next to it, a figure wearing an apron is busy.

The audience was amazed.

Everyone's mouths were wide open.

Why is there such a graphic song?

The people on the stage continued to sing.

These sentences are still full of pictures.

It was as if they had seen themselves.

In order to live, I had to leave my home and go to the city full of lights.

At the door of the house, a figure was reluctant to watch his child leave.

The second paragraph also began soon.

There are no intense trebles and no big ups and downs.

Very rustic song.

But it's such a song, but it seems to go straight to the hearts of people.

The road is simple, back to basics.

The end of the song.

Quiet.

There was a deathly silence.

But most of them have already burst into tears.

Redness of the eye sockets.

Someone got caught up in the memories.

Some people think of their mother in their hometown, some people think of their grandmother who passed away, and some people think of their father who works for the family.

Many people have that kind of person in their hearts.

Such a person who selflessly dedicates himself to his family.

Wang Lei's eyes were red and his mouth opened wide.

Isn't Ling Ge incomplete in five tones, why is his singing suddenly so good?

And this song is also too good.

Li Wei is holding her mobile phone, searching frantically on Baidu, swiping the web page.

No

, not on this page,

still no.

She searched the Internet and couldn't find the lyrics of the song at all.

Could this really be Ling Ge's original song?

She stared blankly at the down-and-out boy on the stage.

It was so strange, as if she had never known her.

Lin Zhi, who was sitting on the edge of the stage, was stunned.

He is a professional and naturally knows that this song is a rare good song.

The most important thing is that this fan's singing skills are not inferior to him at all. Even that voice is even more picturesque.

Slowly, it is like a slowly unfolding landscape splashing ink painting.

He stood up, then took the lead in clapping.

The audience applauded as if they had just woken up from a dream.

"Thank you, thank you Brother Xiao Zhi for giving me time for this song. Ling Ge thanked him and prepared to go down.

"Ah, wait. Lin Zhi stopped Ling Ge.

Lin Zhi came to Ling Ge's side with a smile on his face.

"That, this handsome guy, let's leave a contact information, your song is so well written, maybe there will be a chance to cooperate in the future."

Ling Ge nodded, it was not bad to be able to have a good relationship with the little Heavenly King Lin Zhi.

After leaving a phone call with Lin Zhi's agent, Ling Ge returned to his seat.

Wang Lei hammered Ling Ge's shoulder, and said with a smile, "Okay, Lao Ling, I didn't expect you to be so deeply hidden in the three years of college, and you are so talented, compared to the fat man, it is only a little worse." "

It's okay," Ling Ge replied with a little crying and laughing.

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