With every step he took, the lights in the aisle behind him turned on. When Ye Zhiqiu, wearing a white shirt and a black suit, appeared in the center of the stage, many viewers in front of the screen were stunned.

Ye Zhiqiu’s appearance has changed!

The original style of Ye Zhiqiu is mainly simple, sunny and refreshing.

But this time, Ye Zhiqiu's hairstyle changed to a style where the bangs were pushed all the way to the left side of the face, and the slightly longer bangs hung slightly. It was just a change in hairstyle, but the overall style of the person was very different from before.

Uninhibited and wild!

"Come on, author!"

"Come on, author!"

Below the stage, cheers sounded one after another, gradually reaching a certain unity, and all became the words "Come on, author".

The distinctive cheering words are particularly loud in the venue.

These are Ye Zhiqiu's book friends and fans.

Starting from a few fans who did not prepare a support light sign and turned on the flash of their mobile phones, more and more fans who shouted "Come on, author" also took the same action.

Gradually, everyone was surprised to find that bright dots of light spread across every area of ​​the venue that accommodated 15,000 spectators.

Like the sparse starlight in the dark night, it is extremely dazzling and inexplicably shocking.

In the waiting area, Wang Nanchen looked ugly and pursed his lips.

In the VIP box, Li Dapeng couldn't laugh anymore and his eyes were gloomy.

In the audience, Li Su and Ding Jie looked excited, the three roommates opened their mouths and roared something, and Cai Cai was so nervous that she grabbed the clothes of the friend next to her with her hands.

In the instructor's seat, Yu Caiwei looked at the figure in the center of the circle of stars, her eyes slightly absent-minded.

Facing the sea of ​​stars, Ye Zhiqiu's heart beat loudly for the first time, and a wave of blood mixed with nervousness and excitement washed over his nerves over and over again.

Come on, give this stage a final finish.

The black screen behind Ye Zhiqiu displayed the name of the song.

"Exaggeration".

The soft piano prelude sounded at first. Could it be another lyrical song that he was good at?

Just when this idea flashed through everyone's mind, the rhythm suddenly changed and the music suddenly became passionate.

Everyone’s ears were immediately caught!

The prelude lasted for nearly thirty seconds, and the audience's mood was turbulent with the unique music. At this time, Ye Zhiqiu's singing sounded.

【Someone asked me

I can speak

But no one came]

In Xiangjiang, in a mansion in the middle of the mountain, Huang Xishan's eyes suddenly widened in front of the TV, and his body instantly tensed up and he sat up straight.

Cantonese song! No one expected that what Ye Zhiqiu sang in the finals was actually a Cantonese song!

At the judges' table, the three instructors Li Guojian, Chen Dan, and Li Kun looked at each other with horror in their eyes.

Standard pronunciation, very typical Cantonese sentence construction and word-filling grammar. How did he write it? How many styles of music does he know!?

【I look forward to helplessness

have something to say

Can't get loaded...]

Ye Zhiqiu's voice was as calm as water, without too much emotion, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

The next moment, the stage that was dark just a moment ago lights up.

When the scene on the stage was fully revealed, many audience members gasped!

The huge screen, floor, and projected images on the stage are actually rusty, slowly rotating gears!

Five clowns whose movements were frozen and motionless, grinning with bright red mouths and charming smiles...

The entire stage was in ruins! And Ye Zhiqiu was surrounded by five clowns with scary makeup in the middle of the ruins.

【My mood is like a bottle waiting to be lifted

The mouth is growing moss

The crowd becomes quieter

Becoming more and more indifferent

You are going to cause an accident]

At this point, Ye Zhiqiu still lowered his head slightly, his long hair covering half of his face, casting a shadow, and his dull and low singing voice seemed to suppress some emotion.

The weird and dark stage made all the audience feel like an electric current passing through their skin, causing a tremor, and they couldn't stop listening.

Suddenly, the leaves knew that the tone of autumn was rising.

【Like singing suddenly

Anywhere is like opening a four-sided terrace

Wearing the flashiest shirt is very emotional

If someone comes to take pictures, remember to insert your pocket]

No one cares about the singing skills of freely switching between true and false voices. The shocking lyrics vividly express the psychology of a little person who is not taken seriously by others.

When Ye Zhiqiu sang the last line, everyone's hearts trembled.

Coming!

The next moment, Ye Zhiqiu's lowered head suddenly lifted up. At the same time, in various directions, the clown that everyone thought was a model actually moved!

【You think I am exaggerating?

Exaggerating just because I'm scared

words like wood and stone

Get noticed?

In fact, I'm afraid of being forgotten, so I'll enlarge it and show it.

I’m very uneasy, how can I be elegant?

Does the world still praise silence?

Not explosive enough

Why is there a topic for me to praise?

Become a great entertainer]

Like thunder on the ground, Ye Zhiqiu's almost pathological shouting and singing, and his hysterical stage performance. At the end of the first chorus, everyone at the scene was stunned and completely stupid.

In the screen of Penguin Video, the barrage of watching the live broadcast has already exploded.

“I’m fuckin’ fuckin’ fuckin’ fuck!”

"Singing it gave me goosebumps!"

"I just want to say one thing, other contestants, are you all here to compete for runner-up?!"

"He is singing in response to the previous smear incident on the Internet, right? This word and this stage expression are amazing!"

For a behemoth like capital, perhaps Ye Zhiqiu is just a little person.

The fate of little people, if they don't break out in silence, they will die in silence.

Ye Zhiqiu, however, chose the former method. His outburst was like a bottom-out rebound, hysterical and hearty.

Every lyric is like a sharp knife, piercing the listener's heart.

[The dance of the eighteenth alma mater that year

Standing like a slave

At that time I swore with tears in my eyes

You must see me

There are too many ordinary and ordinary roads in the world

Which housing estate do you live in?

Love at work

Suffered too much neglect

Self-esteem has suffered a lot]

At the judges' table, Yu Caiwei's eyes were already intoxicated.

She seemed to have seen Ye Zhiqiu when he was a freshman. At that time, he was stubborn yet sensitive, infatuated yet humble, wasn't he exactly the same as the little character described in the lyrics?
To be continued...