“Again!!!!!!”

With smiles on their faces, they faced the unusually indifferent audience on the field and those figures who had begun to leave, but bravely raised their heads.

At this time, Hong Guan took off the hanging guitar and handed it to Cheng Yiran. Without saying a word, he said: "Come here!"

"Wait... I, I can just play the bass." Cheng Yiran hesitated subconsciously and shook his head. He couldn't play this guitar...

If this is the case, it would be better to fulfill Hong Guan at this time.

But Hong Guan didn't care. He put the guitar on Cheng Yiran hard and put the bass on himself, "Stupid donkey, I'm your bass player!"

Cheng Yiran silently strummed the guitar strings and nodded.

"Can your fingers... work?"

"If it's this song, no problem." Cheng Yiran said with certainty.

He looked at Hong Guan, Xiao Yao, and Lao Mo... and found that when the guitar sound just sounded, they were not obsessed with it. In other words, he still couldn't really use the guitar.

But... so what?

It doesn’t work… so what?

Cheng Yiran walked to the position of the lead singer, Hong Guan was beside him, Little Demon was behind him, and Old Demon was behind him... If it couldn't be used, so what?

The audience reviles, so what?

Someone leaves, so what?

I have been singing like this... I have been singing like this all the time! I have experienced being ignored, wandering on the streets, and living precarious days, and I have come through it all.

Cheng Yiran thought about the road he walked with the old man with the afro, and recalled the moment when he looked back and saw the gymnasium.

Xiao Meng, I'm sorry, forgive me for always deceiving myself. I thought my persistence was just because of you, to fulfill your dream... For it, I have persisted until now.

But after I fulfilled your dream and brought your songs to the world, I understood.

It's time for me to let you go.

It's time for me to...face my own rock.

Because I have always loved it...I love it, not for others!

Goodbye, little dream...my most beautiful dream.

And now, I have to once again... once again, rely on myself to pursue my rock and roll dream!

This time, for myself!

Even though...no one cares!

Regardless of whether this guitar is useful or not... I want to keep playing it, keep playing it, and keep playing it until my fingers break!

After closing his eyes and adjusting his emotions, Cheng Yiran held the microphone in his hand and whispered softly: "Forgive us for our willfulness and the farce just now. But... our voices will be heard again here. The next song,

It has accompanied us through many difficulties. I think many people will also be inspired by it. The band that wrote this song is also our favorite... and also our goal!"

The sound of the electronic piano slowly came to mind.

Cheng Yiran closed his eyes and sang softly.

Today I am watching the snow drifting by in the cold night

Floating far away with a cooled heart

In the wind and rain, chasing

Can't tell the traces in the fog

The sky is vast and the sea is vast, you and me, can it change (who is not changing)...

…

Looking back, people who leave suddenly look back.

Those impatient people suddenly became quiet.

They watched them on the screen silently, listening to the words.

Listen to the intersection of guitar, bass, electric piano, and jazz drums.

Stopped.

They all stopped.

In the night sky, Luo Qiu listened intently, as if this was not enough, so he gently covered his ears with his palms and whispered softly: "I heard this song, their song. I finally heard it, it's so beautiful, so beautiful."
Chapter completed!