I Really Didn’t Want to Be Famous

"Difficult to continue, hard to continue

Please give me a little more time and a little more greetings

Don't take everything away

Just ask you to give me a little more space

A little more gentle

Don't make me so uncomfortable..."

The lights shone on Lu Yuan, his fingers danced skillfully on the strings of the guitar, and the melody and chords drifted across the venue with the singing.

Lu Yuan sang fiercely, but this fierceness was not the fierce one that broke out completely.

This is a kind of singing that can penetrate into your ears of the world and form an inexplicable impact in your ears.

His voice, his singing, his technique, and even his guitar style are completely different from yesterday.

Under the light, he wandered in the world of music like a magical existence.

gradually……

He felt that he was starting to get lost.

Luo Dalu stared at Lu Yuan on the stage.

The other three judges also stared at Lu Yuan's.

Their eyes were shocked, shocked like a ghost, and a trace of creeps.

Different!

how is this possible?

It is completely different from the performance in the morning, and even his singing has reached the level of a professional singer.

Substitution?

Yes, did it really change?

and many more……

This is wrong!

No, not at all!

He is...

After the first part of "Let Me Happy and Worry" was sung, the second part once again made several judges dumbfounded.

They stared at Lu Yuan, who raised their heads on the stage, and the guitar shook slightly and started singing again.

Obviously it is the same song, but the singing of the second part is completely different from the first part.

Messed up!

Yes, it seems a mess.

The melody of playing the guitar is messed up, the singing method is completely messed up, and the movements are messed up...

All the judges, including the live broadcast viewers on the Internet, felt that everything just collapsed instantly.

"boom!"

It's as if a tall building collapsed suddenly.

They seemed to hear the sound of a crash.

but……

Although everything is messed up, the emotions in the singing are extremely crazy, and this shock feels abnormally surging.

This is an expression of true feelings.

The desire for freedom!

The desire for freedom that is more and more yearning!

"Just ask you to give me a little more time

A little more greetings

Don’t take everything away..."

Lu Yuan seemed to have lost his singing skills again, and his playing technique was beginning to be a little jerky, but the vicissitudes of life in his voice were thicker, and he rushed into Luo Dalu's ears like brainwashing.

Luo Dalu couldn't describe how he felt at the moment, he could only listen.

Later, he was replaced by Lu Yuan's voice into some young memories.

Yes, memories...

It was a clear night sky during his youth, and he met the most important girl in his life.

That year, he was very young.

That year, he was not so arrogant, even a little bit nervous and inferior.

That year, youth was just right.

That year, young and frivolous...

That year...

Time rushes and waits for no one, everything just passed by, everything just went away.

Just a blink of an eye.

He woke up from his memories and looked at Lu Yuan on the stage.

He saw that Lu Yuan’s guitar was full of sweat, and at the same time, the pitch of the guitar began to feel a little thick and fuzzy. Lu Yuan’s voice began to change gradually. He was tired and heavier with persistence, and slowly heavier. The earth entered deep.

Are they really the same person, kidding?

The program team won't be joking with them at this critical time, right?

At this moment, he has only one doubt.

This is so special, it's a natural monster!

A song, Te Mo's singing is completely different!

Is this a monster?

………………………………

"Damn, crazy, this guy is starting to be a judge?"

"It's exploded, holding the grass, I hear my scalp numb, what's the matter? Is it because the program group has changed?"

"Is it really changed? This station is terrible, I also hear the scalp numb, is there such a singer?"

""Cross-border Masked Singer", cross-border, brother, I really don't believe you are cross-border. This level is incredible. You are a professional singer..."

"Substitution has changed. According to my analysis of listening to songs for many years, this dog-headed singer has completely changed his voice, singing style, voice, skills, completely...absolutely changed..."

"No, did you find it? It's obviously a song. It's obviously different in the live broadcast! The style of the first paragraph uses techniques and singing, but in the second paragraph, there is no skills and The way of singing, even the way of playing the guitar, seems to have a broken rhythm, but the singing is so singular and so brainwashed."

"What kind of voice is this, is it so varied?"

"God, is this man a monster?"

"Yeah, who the **** is this? If all the voices prompted before are correct, I really can't think of who else is in the circle!"

"I can't think of it..."

"This is incredible..."

"..."

On the Internet, all netizens who watched the live broadcast were shocked!

In any case, they would never have thought that one person would sing the same song like this!

This is no longer a question of whether progress is not progress, it is simply something more supernatural than supernatural.

Who can withstand such a meal?

Who is this person?

Yes, what is before them is who this person is!

The entertainment industry has never seen such a special character.

It's simply...

Unheard of!

……………………………………

Lu Yuan under the mask was smiling.

The singer of that world and Lu Yuan of this world seem to be completely integrated.

The lyrics flashed in Lu Yuan's mind, and the lyrics reverberated over and over again. Each lyrics seemed to be beating like a little elf.

Then he was immersed in this singing world.

He is very happy!

He felt carefree, even no one could restrain him.

tension?

Hesitate? Lost self-confidence?

No, these are gone!

He felt that his blood had accelerated the flow in an unprecedented state!

What skills do you want, what singing techniques do you want, and what other things do you want?

Is your throat hoarse? The guitar is all sweat? Eyes blurred by sweat?

does it matter? Is it important? unimportant!

Sing as you want, or do what you want.

Free yourself!

Just sing!

It feels good!

"Boo!"

"Snapped!"

When he finished singing the last song, Lu Yuan's string broke.

It collapsed very dazzling.

All the judges felt that the eardrums shook and almost stopped the heart.

After singing, Lu Yuan closed his eyes. He felt exhausted like never before. He seemed to have stimulated all the potential in his body, as if he had taken some stimulant, he couldn't figure out his condition.

High. After the tide is exhaustion, exhaustion appears very sluggish.

Lu Yuan had some dizziness and golden light...

It seems that I can't draw any strength.

The four judges who stood up did not say anything, they just felt the voice of Lu Yuan constantly echoing in their minds...

Yes, Lu Yuan’s voice seemed to be brainwashed, impacting them wave after wave...

Can't dissipate for a long time.

This is a very magical voice, especially the second half of Lu Yuan's song, which has reached an incredible level.

The magic sound penetrates the brain!

About thirty seconds later, there was a tidal wave of applause.

The applause of the audience was very warm this time, and it was no longer a coping voice.

"who are you!"

Luo Dalu suppressed the shock in his heart, staring at Lu Yuan, such a sentence came out of his throat.

He is a little gaffe.

"..." Lu Yuan was in a daze.

He didn't know how to answer.

Shouldn't you guess my identity?

How can I answer your question?

Did I answer that I was Lu Yuan?

This does not meet the requirements!

He could not answer.

"Thank you Mr. Gougou for bringing us such a nice song. Now, please rate the judges and teachers. Oh, yes, one more reminder. Mr. Gougou has another identity as a poet. Now there are three tips..." At this time, the host realized that the atmosphere was a bit strange, and he hurried over to control the field with a smile.

what?

poet?

I go to the paralyzed poet!

After hearing these words from the host, everyone felt absurd!

Absolutely ridiculous!

They think this is the tale of the Arabian Nights, and a good variety show actually looks as frightening as a live broadcast of the supernatural!

This man sings so strangely, is he a poet?

Actor, poet!

Who the **** is this fucking!

This number does not exist in the entertainment industry!

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

Wait, maybe the poet is a cover-up?

In this era, anyone can be considered a poet as long as they write two poems and post them on the Internet!

Yep!

This is absolutely true!

There is no stipulation on how good a poet is, is it?

Yes……

"Eighty-five!"

"eighty seven!"

"Eighty-four."

"eighty eight!"

This time, several judges gave a maximum score of 86 points without hesitation!

Even the preliminary contestants have never scored such high scores.

And it is evaluated on a professional level!

This undoubtedly made all the audience breathe deeply again.

"I ask you, were you that person in the morning? Tell me, yes or no!"

"Yes!"

"Say you are a poet? Do you have any masterpieces?"

"Sorry, I cannot answer this question."

"You are an actor, what do you have a masterpiece?"

"Sorry, I can't answer you either..."

"I have read yesterday's news. The news said that you had a conflict with Chen Ming. Is it true or not?"

"No... we have no conflict, he is my teacher..."

"Is this song original?"

"Yes!"

"From whose hand?"

"my hand."

"Have you ever had an original work before? Have you written songs for other singers?"

"Sorry, I still can't answer this question..."

Each of the four judges asked Lu Yuan a question.

The four of them were obviously gaffes.

Obviously not calm.

Except for some of the most critical questions that Lu Yuan did not answer, Lu Yuan answered all other questions.

"Congratulations, the resurrection is successful, we can't guess who you are, then in a week, see you on stage!"

"Thank you teachers and judges."

After Lu Yuan finished speaking, he bowed again and then dragged his tired body and turned away with the broken guitar.

He walked swayingly, feeling black in front of him every step of the way.

Several judges looked at his back and fell into deep thought.

Who is this person?

Can't guess, really can't guess!

But they have a hunch that after today, this dog-headed singer will definitely explode!

……………………………………

Five o'clock in the morning the next day.

"Dududu..."

"I may not be able to come back today."

"Ah? Why? Can't you come back?"

"I could come back, but I was blocked by reporters on the road for five hours... I missed the plane, but I should be able to come back this evening..."

"..."

…………………………

"Big news, big news!"

"Brother Zhou, I've caught sight of this kobold, and this kobold got in the car!"

"I will follow him!"

"Wait, why did two kobolds get on and off the car?"

"This……"

"Three?"

"Amount amount?"