Chapter 92: Public Questioning

The original singer Lei Yuxin sang this song with a clear girl's heart and a faint sadness. Lu Yan He of course couldn't copy it completely. He sang it more openly, expressing more of a reluctance, and also containing expectations for the future, which was completely a true portrayal of Lu Yan He's inner heart now.

Yan Liang and Lu Yan He watched the show together.

When he saw Lu Yan He appear, he was still a bit surprised and said: "Finally it's your turn."

In addition to surprise, Yan Liang was also a bit worried. He was clear about his teammate's usual performance.

Although he had changed into a different person in life, no one could say for sure on stage.

Until the spotlight on the stage lit up, the stage lighting effect mainly in cyan and white was very good, and only Lu Yan He's body outline could be seen.

Then, Lu Yan He walked toward the front of the stage.

Stood still, nodded gently.

The quiet scene was accompanied by two heartbeats added later.

Then, the piano prelude sounded.

The expressions of the audience at the scene were no better than Yan Liang's.

And after rationality returned, Yan Liang's feeling became "how come the change is so big"!

Yan Liang was stunned, watching the very familiar person standing on the stage with an incomparably strange openness and detachment, singing along with the melody.

"You wrote this song?!" Yan Liang turned his head and stared at Lu Yan He in surprise, his voice full of disbelief.

"You have very good vocal conditions. Your voice is very youthful and very bright. The high-pitched part is not effortless, and the range is very wide, but you are too unconfident, so you don't dare to make a sound. This state completely affects your voice state. Even if the post-production amplifies your voice countless times, everyone can still hear that there is no air in your voice, so it cannot infect people."

The show information sheet floated at the bottom of the screen.

Yan Liang was a bit excited.

Lu Yan He nodded and said: "A try."

These words were still ringing in his ears.

Until this moment, Yan Liang knew that Lu Yan He didn't sing "Dream-Chasing Youth," but a song he had never heard of.

Zhou Ping'an came to ask him where this song came from.

He was still inferior, cautious, as if possessed by a shadow, no matter what he did, he was covered with a layer of lingering gray.

Will it be popular?

Hope it will be popular.

On the night after the show was broadcast, there were many more discussions about Lu Yan He on the Internet.

"Old Lu, you—" Yan Liang turned his head and looked at Lu Yan He blankly, but didn't know what to say for a moment.

Yan Liang sat up straight suddenly, looking at the information in front of him in disbelief.

Lu Yan He received a call from Zhou Ping'an at nine o'clock in the evening.

Lu Yan He said he wrote it himself.

No matter what, since Zhou Ping'an had made up his mind to drive him away, there was no need for them to continue to be hypocritical.

He didn't write it himself; the music was all helped by Chen Siqi.

Good to listen to.

This is the most intuitive feeling.

"Commemoration."

Zhou Ping'an didn't believe it at all and said: "How can you write songs? Did you pick up a piece of music written by someone else, right?"

"I haven't had anything to do for the past two years, so I learned some music myself," Lu Yan He said. "I pondered it myself, and then wrote such a song."

"I am dissatisfied with your attitude toward me. I thought you were dissatisfied with me before because I was not suitable for the entertainment industry, because I couldn't make a good performance, because I failed your cultivation. I recognized it all, but I can't understand, whether I was on social news this month and was praised by the police for righteous and courageous behavior, or this time I wrote a song myself and sang a song of my own on the show, how come I have never received your recognition?"

Zhou Ping'an still didn't believe it and asked: "Then who did you learn from?"

But Lu Yan He had never changed.

He couldn't hum another song and let Yan Liang write it into music.

And at this moment, in the video, the moment Lu Yan He opened his eyes, his voice flowed out like a clear stream, with a youthful spirit with a bit of confusion, stirring up a huge wave in Yan Liang's heart.

The song "Commemoration" was also paid attention to and forwarded by some music bloggers on the Internet.

"What have I been doing for the past two years, and who have I learned from? Can it be hidden?" Lu Yan He said. "Although I haven't had much work, I have always stayed in the dormitory, either going to the company to practice or going to school to attend classes. If I learned something from someone, shouldn't you be the person who knows it best?"

It looks like it really has the momentum to be popular.

Yan Liang blinked, and then heard Lu Yan He's voice.

"You are too awesome! This song is so good, it will definitely be popular," Yan Liang said.

"Brother Ping'an, I wrote the song!"

Lu Yan He immediately said: "Don't worry, I haven't been taken over, I'm still me."

Lu Yan He seemed to have just finished the performance, and the state of being calm and composed just now changed immediately. He breathed a sigh of relief, then grinned, and returned to his usual appearance.

Lu Yan He said it decisively, and Zhou Ping'an was silent instead.

After the performance of this song ended, the director cut to a shot of Liu Zhilan with red eyes and tears flowing out.

Obviously, this remark didn't make him feel so guilty anymore—a lie told for a long time, slowly he believed it himself.

Lu Yan He asked: "What do you think?"

Thunderous applause from the audience.

Lu Yan He took advantage of the situation to say some things he had long wanted to say, taking advantage of this opportunity.

Obviously, this was a performance that caught everyone off guard.

Yan Liang grabbed Lu Yan He's shoulder suddenly: "Write me a song later!"

"It's so good," Yan Liang suddenly came back to his senses, his expression excited, "You can actually write songs? When did you start learning to write songs!"

Then, the camera returned to Lu Yan He.

Lu Yan He said: "Who can I learn from? I said I pondered it myself."

Once, their vocal teacher said to Lu Yan He in front of them.

Lu Yan He said: "For the past two years, I pondered it myself."

Lu Yan He: "Don't, don't, I don't know if I can write a second one."

"When did you learn to write songs?"

Zhou Ping'an sneered and said: "If this thing can be learned by self-study, do so many people need to go to music school?"

The guests recorded in the same period were the same.

Lu Yan He said the reason he had prepared long ago.

Surprise appeared on everyone's face.

Zhou Ping'an: "Lu Yan He, do you think you are a little popular with a song now, so you start to lose your temper with me? What are you dissatisfied with?"

Lu Yan He was angered by Zhou Ping'an's words.

Continuing to face Zhou Ping'an with the previous submissive and bullied posture would only make his situation worse.

He also wanted to know some truth from Zhou Ping'an.

Why exactly is Zhou Ping'an so impatient to drive him away? ===== CHAPTER 93 =====