"wait for me?"

Chen Feng held a banana in one hand, and pointed at himself with the other.

"There are so many singers, let them sing, I just want to be a good audience this time."

"It's not their request, it's the audience's request. Now if anyone turns around and sees you, he will definitely drag you to the middle of the stage."

Chen Feng hurriedly stood up, wanting to hide back, but it was already too late, the chat between the two had already been heard by the people next to them.

"Look, Chen Feng is here!"

As he spoke, a person grabbed Chen Feng's hand.

In an instant, seven or eight big hands rushed over.

Just like Ling Bingyan said, hold on to the bonfire among the crowd.

The little bald man's talk show was over, and Chen Feng was "thrown" into it.

"Chen Feng is here!"

"Great, I want to hear Chen Feng singing live."

"Excited, excited, is this a celebrity concert?"

"It's more real than a celebrity concert. We don't have anything here, it's all a cappella."

"Chen Feng, here's a song."

"Daoxiang, Daoxiang, this is the best time to sing Daoxiang."

As he spoke, a melancholy young man came out with a guitar on his back.

"Mr. Chen, I will lend you my guitar. You have to treat him well."

As he said, he wanted to send the guitar to Chen Feng's arms.

This? ? ?

Before Chen Feng could react, there was already an extra guitar in his arms.

He looked around.

Everyone looked forward with anticipation.

At the same time, he also thought about it in his heart. Among the songs that can be sung at this time, "Dao Xiang" is indeed a very good choice.

"Okay, since everyone wants to hear it, I'll sing one for everyone."

As soon as he finished speaking, something was thrown on the table beside him.

Take a closer look.

Isn't this the megaphone that plays "Happy Birthday" by itself?

"Chen Feng, use this to sing, or we won't be able to hear clearly behind us."

This? ? ? ?

Not only Chen Feng, but other artists were dumbfounded.

"How can there be any sound quality for a loudspeaker costing tens of dollars?"

"Total loss music?"

"Finally, I think Chen Feng's brilliance in the music world will come to an end today."

"The God of Songs has come to sing with this kind of trumpet. I guess I can't sing any nice voice."

The people around burst into laughter, they didn't care whether the singing was good or not, and what the sound quality would be.

They just want to hear Chen Feng sing to them.

"I want to start a live broadcast, I want to start a live broadcast."

"This matter must be recorded and shared with everyone."

"This kind of moment is rare."

"I've already thought about the title, let's get started."

Chen Feng touched the guitar in his arms, and then glanced at the man who just borrowed his guitar not far away.

The man who was watched by Chen Feng swallowed.

Chen Feng pondered for a moment, then smiled and said, "My friend, can you play "Daoxiang"?"

The man had a surprised expression on his face.

"Of course I will. The song "Daoxiang" is now practiced by almost everyone who is new to guitar."

Chen Feng nodded.

"Return the guitar to you, you play it, and I sing."

The man's surprised expression immediately turned into a look of surprise.

"Really?"

Chen Feng picked up the guitar.

"It can be seen that you cherish this guitar very much, so I can't touch it, you should play it."

The man no longer hesitated, but rushed over to hold the guitar cherished in his arms.

It seems that this guitar is his lover.

Chen Feng has made music for two lifetimes, so he naturally understands this special feeling.

A person, when he ran out of the earthquake, did not forget his tone of voice, so one can imagine that this guitar means as much to him as his own life.

After returning the guitar to the man, Chen Feng picked up the loudspeaker on the table and frowned.

It is too difficult to sing well with this.

However, it is not completely impossible.

He turned on the horn.

"Happy birthday to you!"

"Happy birthday to you!"

"Happy birthday to you!"

......

The familiar music really came to mind again.

General spell.

With the help of others, the loudspeaker was adjusted.

He looked at the man beside him who was still stroking the guitar.

"let's start."

The man nodded and slowly closed his eyes.The already melancholy temperament became even more hesitant.

But his guitar sound is unusually cheerful.

Chen Feng followed the man's guitar sound and briskly stepped on the beat with his feet.

At the end of the prelude, he cut the sound just right.

"If you have too many complaints about the world."

"fall down?"

"I dare not move on."

"Why Are People So Vulnerable"

"Fallen!!"

......

As expected, Chen Feng's voice sounded from the loudspeaker.

The scene is like pressing the mute button with the remote control.

Whether it is a middle-aged man standing, a woman holding a child, or a child who is sleepy and crying in their arms.

They all stopped their voices.

Only Chen Feng's singing through the loudspeaker, the sound of the guitar in the man's arms, and the crackling of wood in the campfire remained.

.......

Chapter 249 Chen Feng, Go Back

It wasn't until the pause in the middle that the people around them came to their senses and began to talk about their own opinions.

"He...he...couldn't be lip-syncing, right? That's a loudspeaker that costs tens of dollars. It's the kind of stuff that you can't tell it's your own voice!"

"I'm numb!"

"I have a big doubt. Is there really no bottleneck in Chen Feng's singing? You can use everything as a microphone?"

"What else can I say? Chen Feng is awesome!"

"Chen Feng is amazing!"

"The promised total loss of sound quality, how did he do it?"

"This is the ultimate in sound control. You can use the vibration in the cavity to cancel out the noise of the loudspeaker...Of course, the above are all made up by me."

......

No matter what everyone says.

There is only one thing, and that is that I have never seen anyone singing with this kind of amplifier, and I have never heard of it, and it can sing so well with an amplifier.

A trickling stream pours into people's hearts.

"Remember when you said that home is the only castle!"

"Follow the Daoxiang River and keep running!"

"I know Wei Xiaoxiao's childhood dream."

"Don't cry and let the fireflies run away with you."

"Country ballads depend forever."

"Go home! Back to the original beauty!"

Chen Feng glanced at the man playing the guitar, and when his eyes met, Chen Feng alternated his hands and drew a movement of turning a wheel.

The man immediately understood that this was to repeat this paragraph.

"Everyone, those who can sing will sing with me, and we will dance when we sing."

With that said, Chen Feng took the lead in pulling Zhou Shen up, and Zhou Shen stretched out his hand to pull Zhang Jie up as well.

"Remember when you said that home is the only castle!"

"Follow the Daoxiang River and keep running!"

"Smile, I know my childhood dreams."

Zhou Shen waved his hand and asked everyone to sing along.

Soon, everyone's voices were heard in the crowd, and almost all men, women and children on the playground hummed this song along.

Of course, the most important thing is that most of them are young people, but the warm and light style of "Dao Xiang" has attracted many middle-aged and elderly people.

They followed the children beside them and started humming uncontrollably.

"Don't cry and let the fireflies run away with you."

"Country ballads depend forever."

"Go home! Back to the original beauty!"

It seems that this song is about the childhood of their generation.

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