An Ran nodded, "How about I sing one?"

The young man quickly handed over the guitar and said excitedly: "Of course!"

"Is that Enron?"

"Ah? It's really Teacher An..."

"Wow... Teacher An, are you going to perform live?"

With shouts of surprise, more and more people discovered An Ran, and soon Qi Le was standing full of people.

The place where there was no one just now is now full, and many people took out their mobile phones and started recording.

Qi Le's eyes were full of envy. He also had this kind of enthusiasm back then.

But now he is standing in front of everyone, and no one knows who he is!

"Teacher An, let's play a song called "You Can't Beat Me". The online version is not impressive!"

"Teacher An, can you sing "Haohao"?"

"Teacher An's best song is still the song "Small Smile"..."

An Ran: "..."

Everyone, please calm down, those are not my real style, okay?

An Ran now has a characteristic that he rarely releases songs. Although the songs he sings are widely circulated, they are basically live versions and have not been re-recorded.

How it sounds when sung live will be put online directly after post-processing.

The effect is much worse than in the recording studio, but I can’t help but the songs are all classics.

An Ran waved to everyone, and then said: "Today I bring you a new song, and at the same time, I also give this song to a friend of mine!"

Qi Le's heart moved, he...is he talking about me?

"Wow! New song, Teacher An is going to sing a new song here!"

"Hurry up and record it. I want to make the idiots in the group jealous to death. We can hear Teacher An's new song immediately!"

"Hey, hey, come to the square quickly. Teacher An is singing here? What? Lie to you? I'll kill my whole family if I lie to you, and I'll send you photos..."

"Shit, I feel like I can hardly control my heartbeat anymore. Teacher An is so handsome, much more handsome than on TV!"

"I really want to give birth to a monkey for Teacher An!"

The edge of the square was already crowded with people, but order was maintained well.

Although everyone likes Enron, it has not reached that crazy level.

This is also because Enron never manages fans. He hopes that his fans are rational fans, not the kind of idiot fans.

It's okay to like yourself, but not to the point of being irrational.

At this time, everyone around turned on their cell phone cameras and started recording.

An Ran whispered into the microphone: ""Life is Like a Summer Flower"... is for everyone!"

Live like a summer flower!

What beautiful words!

Most of the people present are young people, who are at the age of romance and dreams.

Hearing this word, everyone was deeply shocked. Teacher An is indeed a poet. Just write a song and one word can make people feel the difference.

The sound of the piano sounds.

Then came An Ran's very casual voice!

"si wo la qiu mu

Si wo la qiu moa

O ai la I ye......"

"Ah? Is Teacher An singing in a foreign language?"

"Damn it, forgive me for my lack of knowledge, I didn't understand which foreign language this is!"

"The designation is not Xizhou, nor is it French...it seems to be a minority language!"

"When you put it like that, it sounds a bit like Sanskrit singing to me..."

"No wonder, even though I didn't understand it, I always felt like I was enlightened and enlightened!"

"Teacher An, this is so amazing, isn't it? You can even sing Sanskrit and Sanskrit?"

"This is bullshit. Does the Cultural Exchange Club know? In the Go exchange, Teacher An challenged three people alone!"

"If you tell me, I already knew this!"

Everyone is discussing.

An Ran's voice sounded calm and even a little lazy.

"I don’t know how long I have been sleeping in the darkness.

I don’t know how difficult it is to open my eyes

I came from afar and you happened to be there too..."

The rhythm of this song is unrestrained and brilliant, but it is not overt and impulsive, with just the right amount of freedom.

Qi Le looked at An Ran in surprise, his face full of shock.

After leaving the entertainment industry, in order to avoid remembering the unpleasant past, he deliberately avoided anything in the entertainment industry.

When I searched for An Ran just now, I only knew a few of An Ran's masterpieces, but he didn't listen to what level they were.

But it must be good, but the entertainment industry often exaggerates.

He never thought about how powerful An Ran would be.

But after listening to this song, I was completely stunned.

This is not only awesome, this is simply terrifying.

Especially that kind of ease, freedom of movement, smooth flow, a pure and natural sense of state arises spontaneously.

"This is such a beautiful and regretful world

We just hugged each other, laughed and cried

I came from afar to have an appointment with you

Obsessed in the world, I am wild for him

I am this dazzling moment

It’s the momentary flame that streaks across the horizon..."

This is...

Qi Le woke up from the shock, with all kinds of feelings filling his heart.

This is a song with a fairly cheerful rhythm, but why did he hear sadness in it?

But there is also a warm and healing energy inside.

Yes, even if it fades after blooming, so what, at least it was once brilliant.

Does this guy think so too, so he is still fighting hard when facing the ban?

Is he singing about himself or me?

Qi Le suddenly felt a sense of horror. The emotional color of this song, both the melody and the lyrics, was brilliant and warm, but at the same time not delicate, with a sense of bursting out.

Probably everyone is thinking, “Isn’t this just writing about me?”

At a certain moment, he felt like his heart was being spied on by An Ran.

But it’s time to look at Enron.

The other person was just singing calmly, with calmness and optimism in his voice.

At this moment, he heard someone murmuring beside him: "As gorgeous as summer flowers, you and I are this dazzling moment, the flash of flame across the horizon... Isn't this singing about me?"

"Teacher An, this song is so beautiful, every word of it sings to my heart!"

"I...don't know why, I want to laugh and cry at the same time after listening to this song."

"Me too, so conflicted..."

There was no applause or screaming. At this time, everyone turned on their mobile phones to record and listened quietly to An Ran singing.

I'm afraid that if the voice is louder, it will disturb the artistic conception that An Ran sings.

As he listened, tears suddenly flowed from the corners of Qi Le's eyes.

Then came tears.

"I'm here..."
To be continued...