A lonely brave man, I become the king of music

Not abrupt, not too deliberate, more like telling his own story hidden in the dark.

There is a question in everyone's mind: "Who the hell are you?"

"What kind of secret is hidden in your body?"

Where the light beam shines, a pair of hands wearing black gloves slowly stretched forward.

The audience could clearly see that those hands were trembling, as if they had exhausted all their strength.

An invisible force seemed to be dragging him continuously, and it was too late to resist, and he returned to the darkness again.

"They say~~ Take the light and tame every monster."

"They say to stitch your wounds up, no one loves clowns."

Li Mushang's singing became more and more emotional, and he seemed to be questioning the world.

The tone is flat but full of power, and the wife is shocking.

"Why be lonely. Not honorable."

"People are only imperfect and worthy of praise."

"Who said a man covered in mud is not a hero?"

The sound disappeared, leaving only the loneliness and loneliness after the end of the song. This emotion made people cry.

Teacher Wu couldn't control his excitement at all, stood up and applauded with tears streaming down his face.

"Nice!"

Wuxia's singing seems to be talking about what he has experienced and encountered, but there is no such thing as complaining or moaning for nothing.

He seems to be asking and answering with another self, just like angels and demons standing on everyone's shoulders.

The devil will tell you to give up when you are in trouble, the world is not worth it.

The angel will tell you that as long as you persist, there will always be hope.

There are too many stories contained in the simple lyrics and musical notes, and the concept of creation is very good, which makes people think continuously after listening to it.

Although they haven't finished listening to it, they can be sure that this is a great work.

A beam of light from different angles in the sky shone over, and Wu Xia was still sitting on the chair.

The melody of the accompaniment began to become tighter.

Standing up slowly, one hand rested on the mirror, overlapping with the palm of the other.

He suddenly bent over and trembled all over, pointing at himself in the mirror and singing loudly.

"I love the way you walk alone in a dark alley, I love the way you don't kneel."

"I love you, you have persisted in despair, and you refused to cry."

"Love your tattered clothes but bet on the gun of fate."

"Love you are so similar to me, the gaps are the same."

The singing of this section made people cry completely, and everyone cried after listening to it for no reason.

They suddenly felt sorry for the person standing on the stage. He should have experienced a lot of injustices in fate, right?
I really want to hug you and comfort you.

The barrage on the live broadcast platform is like crazy, occupying the entire screen.

"The cowhide is too big!"

"Wu Xia solo Wang Zha."

"This is the best song I've heard in years."

"My God. Under what circumstances did he write this song."

"To be honest, I feel a little distressed when I look at his figure."

Li Mushang's singing didn't stop on the stage, he suddenly turned around and made a fist with his left hand, hitting his chest heavily.

All the unwillingness accumulated in my heart at this moment was released.

He roared and pointed to the sky.

"Going? Do you deserve it?"

"Your tattered cloak."

"Fight? Fight!"

"From the humblest dreams to the whimpers and howls of the night."

"Who said that a hero is standing in the light!"

The treble in the chorus shook people's scalps, thunderous applause sounded, and countless audiences shouted his name.

"Wuxia!"

"Wuxia!"

This song adopts the tone of a two-person dialogue, as if there has always been a bystander's perspective observing everything the protagonist in the song has experienced.

He will use his own words to inspire this warrior when the other party is most helpless, and even the two become one to resist the world together.

The Lonely Brave also expressed Li Mushang's dissatisfaction. From being the proud son of heaven to performing in the countryside, what he experienced was a struggle that was never noticed or valued by others.

But he didn't give up, he kept comforting himself and cheering himself up, so he can stand on this stage now.

The sublimation of the theme makes the audience more sympathetic. After all, everyone in this world has more or less dissatisfaction.

Wuxia quietly raised his hands, as if an elegant lunatic was moving and dancing.

It looks a little weird, but it constantly exudes a fatal attraction.

The fingers kept moving up and down, as if there was a transparent piano under his hand.

The alpaca in the lounge is full of envy. He is very good at singing and is a top existence in China, but he doesn't have the genius performance and creative ability like Wu Xia.

He said appreciatively: "Wuxia is really a genius, after he reveals his face, you must go to him with a thick face and ask him to make an appointment for a song."

In fact, not only alpacas have such an idea, but now many people in the circle who follow the program have this idea, they want to find Wuxia to make a date.

After a short dance, Wu Xia returned to the chair again, his whole body was hunched up and seemed very stiff, his hands on his knees were very humble.

"They said they were going to quit your madness."

"It's like wiping the dirt off."

"They said, go up the steps."

"And the price is bowing your head."

These two lyrics seem to be satirizing the current entertainment industry. The traffic economy is so popular that talented artists are suppressed instead.

At the beginning, there was also a group of people who wanted to change, but found that they were not worth mentioning compared with each other.

Gradually they gave up, lowered their noble heads, and joined in.

An artist full of honors, holding a mobile phone and turning on beauty, and selling inferior liquor.

The actor who once struggled for his ideals all his life kept calling his family members and recommending products one by one.

Will Wuxia adapt to this era?

He immediately responded with singing.

"Then let me not ride the wind."

"You are just as proud, that kind of lonely courage."

"Who says those who play ordinary games are not heroes?"

The alpaca, the music elf, the guests of the guessing group, the chief director Zhang Ye, and the staff in front of and behind the stage all applauded.

This is their admiration for the Wuxia, the unyielding spirit in their bones.

The figure on the stage became taller, and everyone knew why the other party chose this code name.

The knight and chivalrous spirit in martial arts novels only exist in fictional stories.

In reality, Wuxia is a knight in this world without knights, who walks alone but never gives up.

"I love the way you walk alone in a dark alley, I love the way you don't kneel."

"I love you, you have persisted in despair, and you refused to cry."

"Love your tattered clothes but bet on the gun of fate."

"Love you are so similar to me, the gaps are the same."

Li Mushang stood up slowly, stretched out his hand to touch himself in the mirror again, and suddenly punched him hard with his left hand.