I was looking at Luo Xiangdong and wanted to ask him what he meant. The music all around was already ringing, a familiar melody. "The Wind Keeps Blowing" by my brother.
Cantonese old songs are a big weakness of mine. At this time, I was also a little curious, so I couldn't help but look sideways at Dou Chao on the stage. Dou Chao wore an off-white T-shirt and light gray casual pants. Because he was tall, he looked like a stand-in when he put it there. Especially stylish.
Holding the microphone, his face no longer had the joking smile of the past, his lips opened, and he sang in a deep voice: "I see you sad. How can I bear to leave you? Crying is beautiful, how can I stop crying. I have to I kiss your hair gently and let the wind continue to blow. I can’t bear to stay away. I long for it in my heart and hope to stay with you... "
Perhaps Dou Chao's usual funny image is too vivid, so I was shocked beyond words by his deep singing voice.
From a distance of dozens of meters, I stared blankly at the people on the stage, my eyes full of surprise and admiration.
"Hello… "
Luo Xiangdong next to me suddenly hit me with his elbow. I was stunned and then turned to look at him. But seeing Luo Xiangdong's handsome face, there was a hint of displeasure and a hint of hesitation. He looked at me and said, "What are you looking at?"
I said excitedly: "Brother Chao can sing so well!"
Luo Xiangdong obviously rolled his eyes, and then replied nonchalantly: "You have never seen the world? What's so great about being able to sing a song?"
I took his arm and kept saying, "Listen carefully, Brother Chao's voice really sounds a bit like my elder brother."
Dou Chao can make everyone laugh when he moves, but he can calm down and calm down girls. Seeing that the women in the audience were all mesmerized by what I heard, I felt a little uneasy and felt like I wanted to rush to the stage to lay flowers.
Luo Xiangdong glanced at me and said, "You are a bit promising. There are many people who are good at singing."
I quickly said: "I haven't heard you sing yet, what will you sing later?"
Luo Xiangdong: "..."
He obviously looked away and escaped. I looked at the expression on his face and this series of reactions, and suddenly came back to my senses. I frowned slightly and asked tentatively: "You... can't you sing?"
Thinking about it carefully, I have known Luo Xiangdong for so long, and I have never heard him sing a line, not even a hum.
Dou Chao was just buried in the sand by Luo Xiangdong, and he came out clamoring for revenge. Looking at it this way, Luo Xiangdong couldn't escape being tone-deaf or out of tune.
We were chatting below, and Dou Chao on the stage took advantage of the interlude and took the microphone and said: "Young master Luo can easily not show off his singing voice in front of everyone. I have never admired anyone in singing in my life, except him. Everyone here today is also blessed..."
Luo Xiangdong pursed his thin lips and glanced at the stage, his eyes full of determination to kill Dou Chao quickly.
My whole body was agitated. I felt that Dou Chao was playing too big. He knew that Luo Xiangdong loved face, but he still held him to the point where he couldn't get off the stage. No wonder Shen Zisong said that Dou Chao was petty.
The song lasted just over four minutes, and Dou Chao finished singing it in the blink of an eye, and the audience cheered. Dou Chao stood on the stage with a microphone, looked at us, and said with a smile: "How is it going? Has Mr. Luo decided what to sing?"
Luo Xiangdong picked up the microphone that I had turned off and put aside, turned on the switch, and said: "I will sing if you ask me to sing? Then wouldn't I be very personalityless?"
Dou Chao smiled like a thief, and replied without changing his expression: "It's not that I asked you to sing and you have to sing, but my sister sitting next to you, she likes to listen to songs. I just saw her eyes falling on me. You must think I can sing well. Since you brought the girl to Binhai just to make her smile, there is nothing more pleasing to her than singing, don’t you think so?”
Dou Chao deliberately rushed to the shelf, so I quickly stepped closer to the microphone and replied with a forced smile: "Brother Chao, actually I want to hear you sing more than I want to hear Xiang Dong sing."
Dou Chao deliberately asked "Oh", and then said: "Are you tired of listening to his singing about feelings?"
I smiled and replied: "No, it's the first time I heard you sing, and I'm addicted to it. I want to hear you sing alone tonight."
In order to protect Luo Xiangdong, I had to try my best to use my flattering skills. I thought that Dou Chao would definitely find a way to turn his attention back to Luo Xiangdong. Unexpectedly, he followed the trend and said to me with a smile: "Since you like me so much, then I invite you to come on stage to sing a song with me. You You will definitely not reject me? Otherwise, with so many people watching, I won’t be able to get off stage.”
I:"… "
I finally know what it means to have chasing soldiers in front and a cliff behind. I think Dou Chao planned this. Today, Luo Xiangdong and I must die.
Seeing hundreds of pairs of eyes looking at me, I clearly felt a layer of fine goose bumps all over my body. This kind of publicity is simply torture for people like me who have suffered from "stranger catatonia" since childhood.
Dou Chao stood on the stage and shouted at me to come up. He even encouraged the people in the audience to heckle and force me. My face turned green and red, and I refused deep in my heart, but when I thought of "abandoning the pawn to save the chariot", I still had to protect Luo Xiangdong, so extending my head and shrinking my head was also the same. I took the microphone and prepared to reply to Dou Chao .
"I… "
"What a beautiful idea. If you let my girlfriend come on stage to sing with you, what will happen to me?" These words came from Luo Xiangdong.
He took the microphone from my hand, sat on the sofa, stared at Dou Chao on the stage, and said expressionlessly: "It's just a song, it doesn't matter. I'm happy today, so you can do whatever you want."
Even from a long distance away, I could see the overflowing joy on Dou Chao's face. He was so excited that he couldn't hide his laughter, and said while laughing: "Hey, I didn't force you, you wanted to sing it yourself."
Luo Xiangdong said: "Don't be verbose, Ma Liu'er."
Dou Chao said: "There are more than one or two thousand people on this beach, are you sure?"
Luo Xiangdong said: "To put it bluntly, I'm not blind."
I looked at the two of them, one smiling cunningly, the other resolutely, and I always felt that the atmosphere at the scene would suddenly change in the next few minutes, but I didn't know whether the direction would be good or bad.
Dou Chao pointed to a place under the stage, and then said with a smile: "Music brother, please play "I Do" for Mr. Luo quickly. I don't want Faye Wong's key. Be careful that Mr. Luo can't sing it and will vent his anger on you later. Just Come to the version sung by Qi Qin and Liang Jingru..."
Soon, the big screen switched to the music video and lyrics, and the surroundings were enveloped by the sound of familiar music. Originally they were looking at the people on the stage, but now they all turned to look at Luo Xiangdong and me in the tent.
Luo Xiangdong held the microphone. There was no expression on his handsome face. He was still handsome and both people and gods were angry.
Shen Zisong gave a low cough and then leaned on the sofa. He should have been in a lazy posture, but I don't know if I was thinking too much, but I always felt that he was a little nervous.
The intro was guitar and piano, and soon, as the green dots on the big screen countdown disappeared one by one, I felt inexplicably nervous. When the last green dot disappeared, I sang along with it in my heart, but in fact I didn't hear Luo Xiangdong's voice.
Looking sideways in surprise, Luo Xiangdong was holding the microphone. It was obvious that half of the lyrics on the screen had been sung and the tune had passed, but he had just spoken: "Missing is a very mysterious thing, like a shadow. Follow me. Silent and breathless, haunting my heart, swallowing me up in my memory in the blink of an eye... "
The voice... was still Luo Xiangdong's voice. It's just this rhythm, this pitch, this beat... It's just that it perfectly avoids the correct singing method of the original sound.
You can't say that his singing was unpleasant, but... Forgive me for not being able to hold it back and burst out laughing directly at Luo Xiangdong.
Shen Zisong was sitting on the right side of Luo Xiangdong. I glanced out of the corner of my eye and saw that he lowered his head hard, suppressing laughter until he suffered internal injuries.
Luo Xiangdong's singing is not the type that sings in a crude way, but he is a representative of tone-deaf singing. For such a low and sad song, he made it low-pitched and sad, but it was also inexplicably funny.
I felt like someone had hit me in the point of laughter, and I couldn't control it.
I thought that Luo Xiangdong would definitely stop singing after being laughed at by us, but it turned out that he just stared at the lyrics on the big screen, holding the microphone in one hand, and came over to hold my hand with the other hand, interlocking our fingers.
He sang extremely seriously: "I can't resist, especially at night, I miss you so much that I can't breathe. I wish I could run towards you immediately and tell you loudly that I am willing to be for you, I am willing to be for you, I am willing to be for you, forget My name…”
Even if I stay in your arms for a second longer, it would not be a pity to lose the world.
Looking at Luo Xiangdong's serious and almost stubborn eyes, and then listening to his singing that didn't hit the beat every time. I don’t know when the smile on my face disappeared, and what followed was full of sourness and heartache.
"I can't resist, especially at night. I miss you so much that I can't breathe."
Whenever Luo Xiangdong sang this line, I felt that in those sleepless nights, it was not just me who missed him, but he also missed me in the same depressing way.
I finally understood that sentence. There are many people, many things, and many things. At first glance, they are joyful, but in the end, they will burst into tears when they look at them.
I no longer think that what Luo Xiangdong sings is ridiculous. I just feel that every word he sings is deeply engraved in my heart.
I held Luo Xiangdong's hand tightly, and his fingers gently rubbed the back of my hand, as if to comfort me.
I lowered my head, tears falling down like broken beads.
When Shen Zisong saw this, he hurriedly handed me a tissue. I didn't want to be watched by the people around me, so I suppressed my excitement.
Luo Xiangdong finished the entire song by himself. Of course, he sang slower than the original tune. Later, the sound engineer slowly followed his rhythm.
The moment he took the microphone away from his lips, there were still claps and cheers from around him, but it was unclear how much of this voice was sincere and how much was for Luo Xiangdong's sake.