Holding the guitar, Lu Yuan slowly walked to the center of the stage.

He took a deep breath, looked around at everyone, and closed his eyes.

He is looking for the feeling.

"Continue with original songs today?"

"Yes, Mr. Luo."

"I'm looking forward to seeing you."

"Thank you, teacher."

"Is there an accompaniment this time?" Luo Dalu looked at the guitar in Lu Yuan's hand and pushed up his glasses and asked subconsciously.

"some."

"That's good."

"Thanks!"

Lu Yuan bowed.

With my eyes closed, of course.

He is still trying to find the feeling.

An Xiao sat in the judges' chair and looked at Lu Yuan silently.

Among these judges, she was the only one who knew the true identity of the contestant wearing a dog-head mask.

To be honest, she was surprised at first when she heard that Lu Yuan was participating in this program.

She recalled the first time she saw Lu Yuan. At that time, Lu Yuan was wearing a very wrinkled shirt, with a not very sincere but somewhat shy smile on his face, and appeared in front of her very savagely.

He is obviously not a liar, but it is very ridiculous that he wants to be a liar and deceive people.

He was so bold as to try to trick Wang Jinxue into working as the company's receptionist.

He is really not good at lying.

Because his eyes were so fake at that time...

An Xiao shook his head.

To be honest, she never thought that this ordinary-looking man was so talented. He was a director, actor, screenwriter, pianist, arranger, lyricist, and now a singer...

Like a bastard, he has tried almost everything in the entertainment industry, squandering his talent wantonly.

An Xiao had never seen such a person.

At this moment, he was standing on the stage enjoying the countless lights, while she was sitting in the judges' seat under the stage looking at him.

At this moment, her eyes were a little complicated, and she didn't know where this complexity came from.

What kind of man is this?

…

Lu Yuan opened his eyes and the expression inside the mask became serious.

He felt his condition slowly returning.

He found the feeling.

It feels good.

Of course, I was still not used to standing in the center of the stage. The lights were still so dazzling, including the audience below with different looks, and the judges not far away silently watching me...

However, it's much better than the first time I went on stage.

You have to get used to anything you are not used to.

The light dimmed slightly, becoming less glaring...

Then the prelude slowly sounded, and Lu Yuan closed his eyes again. He seemed to have returned to the spring of that year.

That year, the grass was green and the birds were singing.

That year, he met a girl, and it was that girl who asked Lu Yuan to start learning guitar and piano.

Although the girl definitely didn't remember Lu Yuan, and didn't know that there was a silly and honest man who wanted to play the guitar and piano well in front of her to show off, although Lu Yuan was a loser...

But now that I think about it, it was all quite useful.

Isn’t that good?

"You said you loved lilac flowers the most

Because your name is her

What a sad flower

Sentimental person..."

This is a song called "Lilac".

This is also the song that Lu Yuan played when he first learned guitar.

Lu Yuan has a deep memory.

When the memories slowly floated on the petals and when he seemed to smell the fragrance of memories, Lu Yuan started to play the guitar.

Then he sang the song with all his emotion.

His voice is no longer as crazy as in "Love Until Death", nor as loud and varied as in "Make Me Happy, Make Me Sad", nor as vicissitudes as in "Old Boy", and it is not even amazing...

His voice became one of light and pure nostalgia, incorporating all his emotions into it in a storytelling way.

It seemed as if he was commemorating something.

Luo Dalu closed his eyes, and the melody accompanied by Lu Yuan's singing easily penetrated into his heart.

This is a man with a story.

At the same time, this is a song that tells a story.

Even Luo Dalu could picture the beauty and melancholy of this story in his heart...

"This person is very strange!"

Lu Yuan's voice was not amazing at the moment, but Luo Dalu appreciated this feeling that he had not experienced for a long time.

An Xiao didn't close her eyes, they were open.

She looked at Lu Yuan, still so silent. As Lu Yuan's singing gradually became higher, she took a deep breath.

What kind of story does this Lu Er Gouzi have? How did he write such a sentimental song that is not offensive? How did he write it?

She didn't believe at all that Lu Yuan came up with this song on the spur of the moment. She would rather believe that a sow can climb a tree than believe this. She felt that Lu Yuan had written this song a long time ago and it had been lingering for a long time.

Very flavorful.

What others have said is very true, you are a natural singer!

It's not because you have a good voice or because you can write songs, but because of the emotions you put into the song.

And it seems to give the song a soul.

An Xiao then closed his eyes and enjoyed the feeling.

The other judges were somewhat puzzled.

Lu Yuan's voice is obviously very high-pitched. He even sang crazy songs like "Love Until Death". Ordinary singers should continue to work hard and sing the kind of inspiring rock style, so that they can establish their own personal style...

But he was different. At this moment, the song was so delicate, so delicate that it seemed as if he saw the fluttering flowers in spring, the flying birds, and those touching moments.

Most people simply cannot make such an incredible transformation, but he did it, and did it amazingly!

This is a monster!

This is a natural born singing monster!

"The grave is full of flowers

This is the beauty you desire so much

Look, it's all over the mountains and plains

Do you still feel lonely?"

Lu Yuan slowly closed his eyes and raised his head. The feeling in his mind became stronger and stronger, and more and more lyrical.

His emotions were released without exception, and he felt very relaxed after releasing them, but this relaxation was mixed with helplessness...

What is liking and what is disliking?

The past is gone like smoke...

Some things will never come back once they are gone, but the unforgettable things that remain in memory are always beautiful things.

Youth always has regrets, doesn’t it?

After singing a section, he played the guitar and opened his eyes.

The emotions are completely integrated into it.

His moves were not as professional or dazzling as those of other contestants, but they were very natural and combined with the song made everyone feel very harmonious.

His soul has seeped into it.

…

"The flower in front of the grave..."

"That you..."

“Who are these anyway?”

Wang Jinxue watched TV silently, feeling inexplicably sad.

She originally thought that Lu Yuan was a heartless person who only thought about getting rich and cheating others all day long. He was obviously very young, but he had some male chauvinism.

He doesn't care about people, never has.

How can a person who can't take care of himself care about others?

But now she found out that she was wrong.

This is a man with a story.

The deeper the feelings, the more indifferent he appears to be. Maybe he is cheerful and happy at ordinary times, but there is an incurable scar deep in his heart.

Otherwise he wouldn't have written such a song.

"Is your past really as ordinary as you said before?"

Wang Jinxue lowered her head and suddenly sighed.

…

"He can actually sing this kind of song."

"I never dreamed that he would sing this song instead of rock!"

"horrible!"

"Why do I feel like crying when I hear that?"

"Me too."

"I once loved a girl. She was very nice, but now she has left me. She was my first love."

"Stop talking, everyone is the same. I don't know why, but I think this song is better than Chen Han's."

"I'm sorry, Dog-Head Singer, I have always criticized you and scolded you for all the hype, but today I will not criticize you or scold you anymore, I want to give you a thumbs up..."

"Me too."

“I want to give you a thumbs up too…”

“…”

On the Internet, countless netizens were silent at first after hearing this song, and then they left their messages to like the song. Several netizens inexplicably recalled some past events, and felt that the lyrics of the song were very sad. They obviously shouldn't listen to it, but they couldn't help listening to it. If possible, they would even listen to it over and over again.

It doesn’t matter who wins or loses. What matters is that they like the song. If the audience were asked to vote, they would definitely vote for this song.

…

This stage belongs to Lu Yuan.

The melody of the guitar, the melody of the accompaniment, Lu Yuan's singing...

Everything demonstrates Lu Yuan's amazing control.

At this moment, Lu Yuan does not look like a singer, but rather like a bard, telling a touching story on the stage.

This story is vague and even not specific, but everyone is involved in it.

Several audience members in the audience rubbed their eyes, feeling uncomfortable, and tears came out as they rubbed.

"The yard is full of lilacs

Beautiful purple flowers

I'm here with her

I will protect her forever..."

After Lu Yuan finished singing the last line of the lyrics, he slowly put down the guitar and let out a long breath.

The guitar is still playing, and the accompaniment is still going on...

But everything has come to an end.

When he looked at the audience again, he saw that they were all silent.

The atmosphere inexplicably became very depressing, and the depression made people feel uncomfortable.

When the last note ended, Chen Han's face turned slightly pale, and his eyes were filled with disbelief.

He knew that he did want to compete with Lu Yuan, but he never thought that a person who sang rock music so crazily could actually sing this kind of ballad...

This feeling is really uncomfortable.

He lowered his head, but he did not admit that he lost. Although Lu Yuan sang very well, he did not feel that he lost...

"Who are you?" Luo Dalu suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Lu Yuan with a very sharp look.

"ah?"

"I can't imagine that there are so many changes in the entertainment industry. Tell me, are you Lu Yuan?"

“……” Lu Yuan was silent.

He couldn't answer that question.

"No matter who you are, I choose you..."

"Teacher Luo, the host hasn't spoken yet..." The judge next to him reminded Luo Dalu to pay attention to his identity and attitude...

"I know, but I voted for you! Also, I can't guess who you are. When the real answer is revealed, I'm still not sure, so I won't guess anymore!"

Before the host came on stage, Luo Dalu had already cast his vote for Lu Yuan. After that, he leaned back in his chair and continued to recall the song and melody in his mind.

It was as if he had completed his mission, as if the show had nothing to do with him anymore.

"Well, Mr. Luo, don't get excited yet. We still have to follow the procedures... ahem... after all, I'm the host, I still have to save face... otherwise the station manager will fire me..."

At this time, the host awkwardly came on stage, picked up the microphone and started to laugh at himself to calm the situation...