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Hiss~

Now.

Everyone who watched the show gasped.

Goosebumps began all over his body.

This time.

Not because it sounds good for goosebumps.

Instead, he was covered in sweat by this weird wedding scene.

Right now.

The soothing accompaniment sound just now instantly became intense.

The sound of frustration instantly resounded throughout the audience.

It turned out to be a naw!

Inside the entire studio hall.

No other instrument can be heard again.

Only the sound of the chant seems to penetrate the roof of the studio hall and go straight into the sky.

Everyone froze.

I only feel numb in my scalp.

It feels like the heavenly inspiration is about to be lifted by the sound of the scream.

“Groove Groove Groove Groove!”

“My headphones exploded.”

“What is your headphone fried wheat, my heavenly spirit cover has been lifted.”

“I’m gone.”

“Goosebumps rise layer after layer.”

“I never thought it would be so amazing.”

“I felt my soul tremble.”

“This festive cry is so crazy, crazy is a little tragic.”

“Boom, joy.”

“I don’t deserve to sit and listen to this voice, but I can be comfortable lying down.”

The live broadcast room exploded directly.

The dense barrage almost instantly covered the entire live broadcast room.

Just as everyone was struck by this cry.

I thought that this song was the biggest Easter egg of this song.

Leng Chao, who has always stood between light and dark.

I finally moved.

Stand your whole body in the light.

“Heaven and earth!”

His voice was a little low, faintly drowned in the mumble.

Netizens and the audience at the scene could not hear it very clearly.

“Erbai Gaotang!”

The throat was deliberately hanging.

The voice is much higher.

Abruptly tore a gap through the nail.

This time.

Everyone listened to it.

And at the moment on the background screen.

The groom is alone in the lead.

Worship heaven and earth, worship high church.

The guests, relatives and friends, and the people who attended the banquet were all joyful.

The festive atmosphere seems to have reached its boiling point.

“Husband and wife”

Leng Chao Jingbai’s tone was raised again.

The sound becomes shrill and high, even on par with the chant.

His thoughts are neither sad nor joyful.

But it was the finishing touch in the voice.

Like a needle, it pierced into everyone’s hearts.

The audience in the audience.

There are already many people who inexplicably feel sad and wet their eyes.

“Absolutely!”

“Amazing soundtrack!”

“Words are perfect!”

“Leng Chao emotional adjustment power is also absolute!”

Pan Wanshan couldn’t help but slap his thigh.

Because he knows a lot of folklore.

It sounds all the way.

Already guessed.

Leng Chao’s song “囍”, and the extremely lively wedding on the background screen.

The true meaning of what is being expressed.

This is not a wedding in the true sense of the word.

It’s a marriage!

Here’s the naw.

It’s not a simple instrument anymore.

It’s a magic weapon.

It is either red or white.

And the nag in this song is ascension and worship.

This marriage is both a mourning and a mourning, a red and a white.

“It’s just a pity…”

Marriage is sadness.

But it is not necessarily the sadness that “The King of Love Songs” wants to express.

After all.

In the ancient times of the Dragon Kingdom, there were many tragic cases behind the underworld marriage.

Like what.

The foolish son of a rich landlord died early.

The landlord wanted his son to live comfortably over there and someone to take care of.

He will go and buy a daughter of a poor family, and he will be married.

If Leng Chao wants to express this sadness.

Even if this song “囍” is good, it is not emotional.

Still off topic. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

Just when Pan Wanshan felt sorry for Leng Chao.

The heart-grabbing chatter finally stopped.

Leng Chao’s singing voice sounded again.

“He said something in front of the hall that made his heart dig…”

“How can you be dashing without promises…”

“Light Yin sighs childhood sweetheart…”

“Wait for a jade ruyi a barrel of wine…”

Leng Chao changed his singing style again.

In this paragraph, he really used a drama.

He studied with Mr. Jin for more than a month.

If you have learned the Peking Opera opera… That’s impossible.

But these few words are sung.

He had practiced specifically and asked the old man to correct him.

So, at first hearing.

It’s very presentable.

Everyone present was amazed.

“He didn’t digress.”

“Not only is it not off topic.”

“I dare to say that the remaining guests will not be more relevant than Leng Chao’s “Yan”.”

“Because, there is no sadder love than childhood sweethearts, yin and yang apart.”

Peng Zhengyi stared at Leng Chao on the stage, his eyes red.

He finally understood Leng Chao.

I understood this song.

“Nope!”

“What’s even sadder is that knowing that there is a separation between yin and yang, you also have to get married.”

Pan Wanshan said slowly.

How much love cannot be made in the world, or what is gained and lost?

People who love each other are sad when they are separated by yin and yang.

But it is more tragic and shocking.

It is someone who is willing to fall into the yellow spring for you.

Whether you live or die, you are only allowed to share your head.

Ask the world.

How many people are infatuated?

This love is even more tragic.

Leng Chao’s singing continues:

“.~ She couldn’t speak this time…”

“She laughed and cried…”

“Guess how she laughed and cried…”

“Crying…”

“Look how she is crying and laughing…”

Sing here.

The cry that made the soul tremble sounded again.

All other instrumental sounds were defeated again.

After listening to the entire song “囍”, the audience and netizens.

Hear this festive tune again.

Think of the pair of lovers who are separated by yin and yang.

Picture of the groom official visiting the church alone.

They couldn’t help but wet their eyes.

Some girls couldn’t help but shed tears.

But just as they looked down and wanted to wipe their tears.

The ears exploded directly.

“Ah~~~ (Nuo Qian Zhao)”

Leng Chao held the microphone with both hands.

Directly start the vocal simulation sound.

The voice is high-pitched and agitated, lonely and sad.

Like a groom who has lost a lover.

Disguised for a day, after the guests have dispersed.

Looking at the red silk full house, the wolf-like wail.

No matter how high the cry is, how far it goes.

He simulates how high the chant is and how far he is heeling.

The momentum is not lost.

Time.

It’s almost impossible to tell which sound is the nao.

Which is the voice of cold super imitation.

“Whew~”

Offstage audience, off-screen netizens.

They all couldn’t help but stand up and decorate.

Their hearts seemed to be grabbed by something.

Can’t get rid of it, can’t break free.

Tears flowed completely uncontrollably.

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There are many versions of “囍”, there is a personal voice version, very good, if you are interested, you can go to station B to listen to it.