Become a heartthrob after wearing an adult

Chapter 24 Lullaby

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Zhang Feimang's singing is very soft, as if mixed with the wind of the wilderness, awakening people's memories of resting in nature, making people want to squint their eyes and quietly wait for the sun to move on their bodies.

"How far is death: I feel sleepy, I haven't felt like this for a long time..."

"My home of the Third Legion: My brother's recommendation is really good, I support it!"

"The commander-in-chief of the Newel Empire: What is it? Singing so slowly, reciting poems?"

"Blue Sky: Although she sings well, I still want to say, I don't! Not at all! I don't like slow songs! Goosebumps all over the place!"

The Xingwang auditorium above Zhang Feimang's head quickly dimmed, and the silent majority was always there. They were showing their preference by leaving.Even in the auditorium, there were people whispering, which made the music not so harmonious.

The camera panned to the three judges, and I could see that the other two were frowning. Iser still maintained that gentle expression. He adjusted his rimless glasses and noticed that his own face was on the big screen. , he made a silent motion toward the screen, and then pointed to Zhang Feimang on the stage.

This meant telling everyone to stop talking and listen carefully to the singing. Iser narrowed his eyes, and the commotion in the audience quickly disappeared.

"Iser's husband: Huh, Yiser's husband is still so considerate! He is indeed a veteran cadre!"

"Iser's lifelong recommendation: Brother Yiser's face is the most delicious! I love it!"

"Lu Luo Lu Luo: Stop licking upstairs, okay? Your brother told you not to turn on the microphone, and listen carefully to their singing, okay?"

After playing a soothing prelude, Zhang Feimang's singing slowly entered, like a pool of lake water under the moon sky, rolling up slight waves in the night wind, lap after lap, rippling into everyone's heart.

People who were already fascinated by Zhang Feimang's singing have already entered this peaceful and serene artistic conception.Even those who were dissatisfied and wanted to discuss, forgot their dissatisfaction, opened their mouths slightly, and looked at Zhang Feimang on the stage.

There seems to be magic about him, which attracts people's eyes; so does his singing, which can wash people's ears as soon as it floats in the air.At this moment, all the audience present felt that they were rubbed by the spring breeze, light and firm, a little too comfortable...even a little sleepy.

Zhang Feimang sang a minor tune from his mother's hometown. He remembered that his mother always sang this song to lull him to sleep. He just tried his best to write out the score of this minor tune these days.

The little boy in front of him has stopped crying, and there are still big teardrops on his cheeks, which is quite pitiful, but his black grape-like eyes have been fixed on Zhang Feimang's hands, which are playing the piano The strings, the music they made, obviously interested him.

"Big, big—"

The little boy's indistinct whispering voice added a bit of flavor to this warm sleepy tune.

"My child—spring has kissed your cheek, and you have not seen spring flowers—

Go to sleep obediently—there will be spring flowers—”

Zhang Feimang's stage effect is completely different from that of the previous contestants. From the noisy urban area, he suddenly turned to a warm and quiet room. In the center of the starry sky - Zhang Feimang and the little boy.

The crying little boy yawned, grabbed the air with his fat hands, crawled up to Zhang Feimang, put his hands on his lap, and whispered:

"Sleepy."

Zhang Feimang also just sang to the end, he turned the guitar behind him, and said "Sleep" for the last time, ending the song.He lowered his head, hugged the little boy lying on the ground with drooping eyelids, and said softly:

"Sleep, baby."

Holding the child in his arms, Zhang Feimang looked back at the sea of ​​lights, and bowed shyly towards everyone as if he had just woken up from a dream. He noticed that Xiao Ji stood up and was looking at him nervously.

"Go to sleep, go to sleep."

Zhang Feimang covered the child's eyes with his hands to prevent the light from waking him up. He stood on the side of the stage and searched for Xiao Ji's figure, but the other party disappeared again.

"I'm a little fool: I've already recorded the whole process, thank you to the program team, our little busy singing is so contagious!"

"Beef can walk: I fell asleep after waiting and waiting! I have never seen music that has such a hypnotic ability. After listening to it, people dare not listen to it again!"

Zhang Feimang was hugging the child, and the lights in the audience were flickering. The first round of audience voting was about to begin. As long as more than 80.00% of the audience voted, he could enter the next round.

"50.00%!"

This is an unprecedented low support rate!

Zhang Feimang sighed in his heart, and challenged the slow song on stage... Could it be that he failed?

"Mr. Zhang, in the face of your grades, do you have anything else to say?"

The host's tone was full of regret. After all, the taste of the audience is the mainstream of the market. A singer who is not popular with the audience cannot be popular.Neither the program team nor the judges are that stupid.

When the child in his arms was carried down by the staff, his small fist was still tightly clenched on Zhang Feimang's clothes. Zhang Feimang smiled in relief and shook his fist.

That's right, his song this time is mainly for this restless child. He also holds the same opinion as Lin Baona. It is really unreasonable for the program group to bring the child on the stage at will.

Zhang Feimang looked away from the child who was carried away, he squeezed the light brain bracelet on his hand awkwardly, Xiao Ji was not in the seat, he took a deep breath:

"I also agree with Lin Baona's point of view. Music is used to enjoy entertainment, and of course it is also used to cultivate temperament. But children are still too young. In order to protect them, we should seldom let them appear on the stage."

The audience support lights in the auditorium immediately went out again, and Zhang Feimang stood fearlessly in front of the stage.

The host's expression was a little awkward, he chuckled:

"If the audience doesn't pass your promotion, there are actually three people who can decide whether you will stay or not, and those are our judges!"

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The author has something to say:

Good night~ sleep with my little baby.