"You're still singing the same song? Do you think it's a battle? You're going to play something fancy!"

"Perhaps you didn't know this when you were preparing? After all, your tracks are confidential, so it's not surprising even if you do it."

"The judges and instructors may not know, but the director team must know, right? Wouldn't they communicate and change the song?"

"Maybe the director doesn't want to interfere. After all, this is his most sincere expression. There is a reason for choosing any song."

"It's really hard to stop him, but given his preconceptions, it's not that easy for him to surpass Wu Tongyu, right?"

…

Zhang Quyang is now on stage and ignores everyone's comments.

I didn’t greet and interact with the audience like before, I just started singing by myself.

However, as soon as he opened his mouth, everyone discovered that he had also adapted the song?

Don't you divide your duties well? Do you insist on doing these things? You are the only one who is independent!

I don’t know if it is a team operation or an individual operation, but this adapted song does sound a lot more infectious and allows everyone to temporarily suppress some thoughts.

Coupled with Zhang Quyang's soulful performance, many people present were moved.

After singing the song, Zhang Quyang bowed deeply and looked up again with tears streaming down his face.

Immediately, a group of fans were greeted with excitement and screams.

Although in this atmosphere, many people could not help crying before, but looking at the reaction on the field, Zhang Quyang was obviously more successful.

Judging from the response from the judges, instructors and the audience, we know that his adaptation of the song was very successful.

This bold move also allowed him to win a high score of 8.8, ranking first.

But Wu Tongyu became the foil.

"The same song was sung in front of me, but in the end, I was outdone by Yangyang. It's clear at a glance how good I am!"

"Wu Tongyu is still a little behind. After all, he is just a little traffic star, and his singing skills are basically negligible."

"So Zhang Quyang's singing skills are very good? I think his acting skills are also the best here."

…

The originally peaceful audience turned into a debate.

Fans of Zhang Quyang think that it is natural that he can sing better than Wu Tongyu.

There are also many fans of Wu Tongyu, and some people are disgusted with Zhang Quyang, so they naturally refute him unceremoniously.

However, many people have turned their attention to the other side.

"Is it Li Zixuan's turn to appear last? This time he is the most disadvantaged one."

"I wonder what song he will come up with? It won't be original, right?"

"I think it's better to be on the safe side. If you don't do it well, it could easily overturn."

"Indeed, I have never doubted Xuan Xuan's talent. But writing on the subject of mother cannot be done only by talent. The most important thing is the cohesion of emotion."

"Poor me, Xuan Xuan, I obviously made the final appearance based on my strength, but I turned out to be the most passive one."

…

Backstage, the atmosphere was a bit silent, Zhang Quyang's slap in the face came a bit suddenly!

Wu Tongyu sat aside, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Don't worry, I'll help you deal with him sooner or later to see if he wants to be in the limelight in the future. It's my turn to play, why don't you cheer me up?"

Li Zixuan, carrying his guitar on one shoulder, patted Wu Tongyu on the shoulder and said.

"Who said I care? What happens to Zhang Quyang is none of my business."

Wu Tongyu raised his head and said angrily.

She just misses home, okay? She doesn't care about anything on the field.

"I thought you were going to cry!"

Li Zixuan felt relieved and walked out of the passage and onto the stage. There were several musicians with him.

They have been preparing for this moment for a long time.

Faced with everyone's comments, Li Zixuan ignored them and quickly got into the mood as the accompaniment started.

This is a song that he liked very much before, but now he dares not face it.

"A match that cannot be modified

Bring warmth always behind your back

Even if you are verbose, always pay attention

Don’t know how to cherish and feel too guilty

…”

For my parents in my previous life, most of them remain in my memory. Every detail is truly touching. Parents in the world are all equally great.

Unfortunately, they were gone later, and my predecessor went up to the mountains to learn martial arts under the guidance of his brother-in-law. Since then, he has been alone in the vast world, and that home is no longer home.

And Li Zixuan thought more of his parents in his previous life, and the rickety figures were still vivid in his mind.

The various sacrifices and hardships he endured from childhood to adulthood made him feel ashamed and uneasy.

When I traveled through time and came to this world, and my memories were restarted, I realized that I had done so little and was so unqualified.

My repayment to my parents is less than one part in a billion.

Many things always hurt the hearts of parents.

There are only countless regrets filling my heart.

He also cried and felt pain, but everything was of no use, and it became the memory he least wanted to touch.

But now, I don't even have a chance to repay you, and my sincere words before leaving have become an eternal farewell.

I wonder how sad they will be when they know that they have disappeared? How much pain will they suffer?

He didn't even dare to think about it, he just hoped that he was dreaming and when he woke up, the world would still be the same.

However, I can never wake up from this dream.

The only consolation is probably that I sent my younger brother to college, which relieves me of a lot of burden.

I hope he can be successful in the future, honor his parents, provide for his loved ones, and slowly heal the pain in their hearts!

"The spring breeze turns into rain and warms my heart

A lifetime of blessing and silent gift

What a warm look you have

Teach me to look at the road ahead with perseverance

Told me not to give up when I fall

I can't explain how I can repay my kindness.

Love is infinite

Please allow me to say that I really love you

…”

All my thoughts can only be released through singing, but my inner torment has not diminished at all.

I wish my parents could hear my voice and express myself loudly, but all of this no longer exists.

My parents worked hard to raise me up, but they didn't even have time to say "I love you"!

The voices, faces, and smiles in my mind are still there, but everything has become so illusory and out of reach!

"Still remember the warm pair of rivals

Always take care of me and never change

The ideal is finally here today

Share the glory and hope to do it

…”

Unknowingly, my eyes were blurred, and only the singing voice was venting my heart out.

The guitar in my hand is getting more and more frantic, like it's beating on my heartstrings one by one!

My parents' kindness has never been repaid in this life, leaving only countless regrets and longings.

They say you will be repaid in the next life, so he would rather have an afterlife!

"The spring breeze turns into rain and warms my heart

A lifetime of blessing and silent gift
To be continued...