Chapter 1110 pays tribute to those who have migrated to Beijing, with a resonant song, "Whoosh~".

After Wang Yueheng finished speaking in the bar, the applause lasted for a long time.

Many viewers had tears in their eyes, but wore expressions of relief and having found kindred spirits.

The bar patrons who had been drunk earlier sat up straight again.

With red eyes, they took the initiative to pick up the wine bottle and pour a glass for a companion next to them who was also moved.

They didn't say anything to each other, but simply clinked their glasses together forcefully and drank them down in one gulp.

Music became their best form of communication at that moment.

"Thank you for your guitar, here it is."

Wang Yueheng then handed the acoustic guitar back to the lead singer of the resident band who was originally on stage.

The young man with long hair who looked somewhat like a rock star.

"Professor Yue Heng is awesome!"

"I've been singing in this bar for three years, and I consider myself a songwriter..."

"I never expected that even a casual song you composed would be so wonderful!"

Lei Lingyi, the long-haired resident singer, took the guitar with both hands, his hands trembling slightly with excitement, his eyes filled with almost devout worship and excitement.

"Thank you, your venue and equipment are excellent, otherwise the live performance wouldn't have been so good."

Wang Yueheng smiled and responded to the other party.

"No, no, no, it has nothing to do with the equipment!"

Lei Lingyi waved his hands repeatedly, his tone urgent, "It's the energy you bring to your singing! That realism that seeps into your bones! I'm actually a Beijing drifter too, from Northeast China."

“When I first came here, I also lived in a basement and sang on the street. I was chased around by the urban management officers…”

"I finally managed to settle down in this bar. I also wrote some songs about being a migrant worker in Beijing, but I always felt that they were lacking, either too sentimental or too angry."

But your song "Beijing Beijing" is different!

"It doesn't resort to sentimentality or vulgar language; it's just a calm narration, yet every word strikes like a hammer blow to the heart!"

"It must take a deep understanding and appreciation of life to write something like this!"

The resident singer seemed to have opened a floodgate of words, eager to communicate with her idol.

"Yes, this song is so evocative!"

"Especially when I heard the words 'buried here,' my hair stood on end!"

"Teacher Yue Heng's singing skills are truly better seen than heard about. His effortless control over his emotions is something I've never witnessed live before..."

The other two members of the band, the bassist and the drummer, also came over and nodded in agreement.

"The essence of music is expression and empathy. Perhaps it's because I've experienced a lot myself and seen too many people like Shi Meng and you."

"I just wanted to sing out those unspoken words for everyone."

Wang Yueheng listened to their heartfelt praise and responded patiently.

"To sing out what everyone can't say in words..."

Lei Lingyi murmured the same sentence repeatedly, as if he had been deeply moved.

He then nodded vigorously, "I understand!"

Meanwhile, online discussions about Wang Yueheng's performance at the bar tonight are further intensifying and escalating.