When the prelude to Nocturne sounded.

The two who were originally on edge were immediately captivated by the melody! "Feng Nan, the prelude of this song... is good!!"

Feng Nan made a hushing gesture, indicating that no noise should be made for the time being.

Zhao Ling: “…”

As the prelude ends.

Feng Nan's fists were clenched!

The prelude of this song is not complicated, with a simple guitar melody, clear and transparent.

When the intro ends, the electronic drums blend in just right.

The song starts~ "A group of bloodthirsty ants are attracted by the rotten meat . I look at the lonely scenery with a blank expression

After losing you, the love and hate became clear

What else would I care about if I lost you?

When doves no longer symbolize peace

I was finally reminded~"

Boom! Feng Nan stood up almost instantly!

Open your eyes wide!

Rap again?! After Lu Chen's soft and low rap singing, quietly pouring out his thoughts, this section sets the stage for the climax:

"I'll play Chopin's Nocturne for you,

In memory of my dead love,

Like the sound of the night wind,

Heartbreak sounds good~"

Once the chorus comes out, it’s all invincible! “F*ck!!!”

Feng Nan held the back of his head with his hands.

My pupils were shaking like an 18-magnitude earthquake! This chorus! Lu Chen skillfully controlled the emotional intensity of his voice, sometimes speaking in a low voice, sometimes speaking in a high and passionate voice, perfectly interpreting the emotional ups and downs in the song.

Especially in the climax, the passionate performance that almost penetrates one's soul is so moving that it is impossible not to be moved! Zhao Ling covered her mouth.

He stared at the lines on the screen in a daze.

“This… This is “Nocturne”!!!”

When the three minutes and forty-six seconds of singing ended.

There was silence in the office.

Feng Nan looked at Zhao Ling, and Zhao Ling was also looking at her.

The world seemed to be silent at this moment! After a few minutes of silence.

Feng Nan suddenly slumped in his chair, muttering.

“Boss Zhao, believe me! Lu Chen… is going to be deified!”

…

On the other side, Lu Chen returned home.

I found out the car had been towed away for repairs.

My assistant is quite reliable.

I came home and sat down on the sofa.

Lu Chen took out some new musical scores from his bag.

At the company today.

He wrote several new songs in one go.

Love Until Death

"Song of Farewell"

Digital Life

Hair Like Snow

Blue and White Porcelain

etc……

It doesn’t mean that Lu Chen must use these songs in his next concert.

But just to be prepared, write it down first.

Anyway, songs with high difficulty are now among his options.

Record whichever song you think is suitable at that time.

“Ding Dong!”

The cell phone rang.

Lu Chen clicked it and took a look.

The assistant sent me some pictures.

The picture shows the chat of the fans’ QQ group.

Everyone is posting their medical records.

At first, Lu Chen didn’t react.

Until I saw clearly that the disease was "vocal cord inflammation".

Phew!

Lu Chen couldn't hold it anymore.

"No way, these people have damaged their voices by singing high notes?"

Lu Chen made a voice call directly to the assistant.

"Yeah, boss, I've been laughing in the group all day! I roughly counted, there are more than 200 medical records posted. Many people have sore throats but didn't go to the doctor, after all, it's not a big deal. Boss, these fans are really fierce! How can anyone get a vocal cord infection from practicing singing! It seems that they really want to learn the songs so that they can compete with you for the microphone at the concert!"

Lu Chen smiled.

"I remember you had a special large size, didn't you?"

"Yes, there is an administrator account."

"Why don't you go and issue a notice? This kind of dangerous behavior needs to be stopped. Just listen to music in a civilized and safe manner."

I don’t know if it was the word “safety” that tickled the assistant’s funny bone.

The assistant couldn't stop laughing.

"Okay, I got it, boss. I'll post it later. By the way, there's one more thing I want to tell you. The group leader said the live broadcast will continue in the evening."

"It's already like this, and you're still broadcasting live?! You're throwing your life away!"

"Who knows? Anyway, the live broadcast will continue at 8pm. I suggest you go and have a look. I can't forward the voice in the group. If I could, you would definitely laugh to death. The whole room is filled with duck quacking! Hahaha!"

Lu Chen: “…”

If that's the case, then he has to go and take a look.

…

Eight o'clock in the evening.

【Lu Chen Challenge】Live broadcast room.

Open as promised.

[Group leader, I thought I was the only one like this, but I didn’t expect that everyone is in the same boat. ]

[Hahahaha, oooh oooh, it hurts~]

[Who said this song is easy! Give me back my voice! ]

[Just one step away! Just a little bit and I'll succeed! ]

[I swear I never want to sing high notes again in my life! ]

[These songs are so sinister! ]

When Lu Chen entered the room with his trumpet.

Eleven people on the microphone.

Without exception.

It's exactly the same as what the assistant said.

It has become the same style as "Donald Duck".

Lu Chen couldn't hold it back.

Shamefully laughed.

And as the popularity of the live broadcast room continues to soar.

Some netizens who had just come in thought that this live broadcast room was holding a "Donald Duck" imitation contest.

After asking clearly.

Everyone laughed and cried.

[You can’t be that crazy! You’ve damaged your voice from practicing singing! You Lu Chen fans are too crazy! ]

[Hahaha, I laughed so hard! Do you have to be so funny?! ]

[Ouch, my stomach hurts! Even TV dramas wouldn’t dare to play this kind of plot, right?! ]

[The world is so big, there are all kinds of things! When it comes to chasing stars, I would like to say that you street fans are the best! ]

【Believe me! You guys are hot!!!】

The tourists were laughing so hard that they fell down.

Every word he said was just a slap in the face.

It makes Lu Chen’s fans feel very frustrated!

[No, Ge Ming has not succeeded yet, comrades, we still need to work hard! We are just one step away! We just need a little skill! We just need to wade through it! ]

【Why don't you find a singing teacher? 】

[It's useless. I've already looked it up. I just want to ask, do you know the technique of chest resonance? The brain knows, but the mouth doesn't! We are not professionals. We can't learn what they teach.]

[What should I do? Should I just give up like this? I can’t accept this! I’ve made my voice hoarse, and I’m just missing those few high notes. I really can’t accept this!]

[Yes, this feeling of victory being within reach but not being able to grasp it is so frustrating! ]

This statement expresses the thoughts of almost all Lu Chen fans!

Yes, if you work harder, you will succeed!

As a result, they all fell at the last step before success! Even if Lu Chen peeked at the screen.

At this moment, you can feel the fans' strong sense of collapse overflowing the screen.

Sure enough, it’s the hundred meters before the marathon.

The light before dawn.

It was the most difficult and the most devastating! Watching the live broadcast room fall into deep silence.

Lu Chen couldn't help but feel sorry for these lovely fans ~ Is that a bit cruel?

They are obviously just fans.

It's just that he likes to grab the microphone.

But the problem is, the next few concerts.

It will only get more cruel! Lu Chen didn’t even dare to think about when “Love Until Death” would be released.

What will these dear fans think?

Why am I still looking forward to it~ just when the comment section was muted.

A pop-up comment suddenly caught Lu Chen's special attention.

The reason is that there are more exclamation marks than words after this comment! ! ——【Brothers, something terrible has happened. Someone next door actually scolded Lu Chen for writing crappy songs! The scolding is so ugly! ! ! ! …】

(End of this chapter)