Almighty Star Daddy

Han Mo suddenly took off the microphone from the microphone stand. He had never done this before. In the past singing, Han Mo gave people the feeling of being low-key and calm. Even rock was standing in front of the microphone. Body movements are minimal.

The moment the chorus part sounded, Han Mo took out the microphone, took two steps to the side of the stage, stood still, and suddenly spoke with great explosiveness.

"Don't you have to be exaggerated, not for right and wrong and true and false, compare the worth of the pompous packaging, whoever speaks the truth, who speaks the truth..."

"As long as the picture is surprising enough, as long as the content is explosive enough, one mouth opens up a smallpox, laughs and curses, and can only tell the truth secretly in front of the mirror at night..."

The tone of the last sentence gradually became weaker, Han Mo's penetrating voice was freely retractable, dragging a soft tail, and the singing voice was transmitted to all corners of the studio through the microphone again.

The voice has always been in the high-pitched range, and the atmosphere of the scene has been completely driven. At this moment, Han Mo is no longer singing, but singing himself, singing all the bright and bright stars. In an environment mixed with truth and falsehood, everyone is comparing The pomp, packaging, and worth are all bright and beautiful on the surface, but in fact they are intriguing, wearing a false mask, and maybe only one person can tell the truth at night.

The lyrics express a phenomenon, an atmosphere, and a helplessness.

Every artist that Han Mo sings has experienced personally, and the more popular they are, the more deeply they feel, but no one has thought about saying these things, let alone writing them in songs like Han Mo.

Zhai Xu frowned, holding the signature pen tightly in his hand.

Shu Ya was a little excited, trying her best to control herself not to get out of control and cheer like other fans.

Lei Jia has been in the entertainment industry all his life, and he was silent at this time.

"You like me, don't like me, it's your freedom, I just hope that at some point, I can catch your ear~ I sing the first note for my musical dream, and I have never given up since then, obstructed by subjective and objective bystanders Too much, good or bad, you have to bear it yourself.”

"So I want to sing praises and let my emotions be released in the singing. Although there are many choices, there are a few good songs that can move people to give something..."

"Looking for a Good Voice" is a program created by Apple TV with a lot of money. Now it has developed into its third season and has been attracting much attention. Today, watching the live broadcast in front of the TV, there are not only the audience, but also many stars in the entertainment industry.

As soon as Han Mo's song came out, Weike exploded, and celebrities called Han Mo one after another.

Zhao Yuan, who just starred in "The Lone Walker", said on Weibo, "If I can exercise my rights as a public judge, I will definitely vote for Han Mo."

The actor Zhou Ziquan and Han Mo, accompanied by a photo of Han Mo singing on stage, "Thank you for your "Exaggerated", singing our helplessness."

After the two big Vs appeared, netizens rushed forward, posting various messages, and other stars also liked and reprinted the words of the actor. Everyone said that Han Mo's "Exaggerated" sang the glory in front of them and the beauty behind them. lonely.

"Exaggerated" expresses not only the entertainment industry, but all walks of life. No matter what they are doing, people will always see the top and most outstanding people. However, most of the other groups at the bottom struggle to survive. People are interested, but the top one must be happy, in fact, not necessarily.

When Han Mo sang this song, the true and false voices changed very well, and the vocal range was always high. It was slightly different from his previous singing style. Han Mo used some skills this time. The song was nearing the end, and the lights and the audience cooperated with the audience. Han Mo's singing, shouting.

"Don't you have to be exaggerated, I have struggled in my heart, when a person is working hard, does anyone see it, does anyone know, when I sing, my mind melts, and my voice is hoarse. It's crazy, if you can't sway it. What, a singing player..."

"Looking at me glowing for you is not to your taste,

Please accept it with joy, the next moment will spark a spark for you, ah..."

Struggling if I need to be exaggerated, silent efforts but not seen or recognized, singing until my mind melts and my voice is hoarse, singing is my destiny, I have to keep going, that's it, no matter what Other people's opinions say that I am obsessed or crazy, I must sing to the end, this is my path, the path I choose, if I don't sway it incisively and vividly, I'm not a singing player.

On the way of my singing, it is shining brightly. It doesn't matter whether it suits your taste or not. This is my stage, this is my song, and I will have the most dazzling brilliance in the next moment.

Han Mo's songs seem to portray a person who is struggling but helpless in his heart. He sees through all kinds of reality, but in the end he still maintains a full heart. He is a noble son at the spiritual level. This is himself, a soul with a soul. singer.

With the last roar that broke through the sky, the perfect image in the singer's heart has been fully revealed in the music, don't be exaggerated, don't struggle, do what you want to do, sing what you want to sing, and become what you want to be.

Han Mo's high-pitched voice continued, and the audience at the scene stood up. The staff who were originally responsible for maintaining order were also attracted by the singing and did not care about letting the audience sit down.

For a while, everyone was clapping their hands vigorously.

Reija stood up.

Shuya stood up.

Zhai Xu also stood up involuntarily.

As if shouting out his last breath, Han Mo was relieved, relieved in the singing, and used his singing to guide others.

The two versions of "Exaggerated" express the opposite atmosphere. The Cantonese version is about inner struggles, pain, and complaints. It is just superficially exaggerated, but it is the inner monologue of a small person. But the Mandarin version is written not to be exaggerated, it is blood, it is free and easy, it is to let go, it is to let go. So Han Mo prefers this version.

The sound penetrated the air and gradually disappeared, as if it remained in the clouds, as if it pierced the earth.

Han Mo stood on the stage, and the applause could not be calm for a long time. Han Mo's song touched their hearts again. Exaggeration can express all walks of life, and everyone plays a different role in their own circle.

Meng Si put his hands around his chest, grinned and said, "This kid is a surprise every time. It's just a worry for him to be nervous."

The voice fell, and Xiao Pang, who was standing behind him, didn't answer. If it was before, Pang Xie would have danced forward, but today, because he was afraid that Meng Si would give him a kick in the back like the last time, he kept going. Did not dare to go forward.

Meng Si turned his head strangely and glanced behind him.

Xiao Pang was still clapping his hands so hard that he didn't hear what Meng Si said at all. Han Mo's song was too shocking, and today's singing was completely different from before. Pang Xie was shocked and began to suppress himself. His emotions finally burst out.

Han Mo had already bowed and was about to walk off the stage, but Pang Xie's applause still didn't stop, looking at Han Mo's figure and clapping his hands vigorously.

Meng Si took two steps back, raised his leg sideways, and gave Pang Xie a kick, "Don't shoot, everyone is down."

Only at this time did Pang Xie react, and he rushed in the direction of Han Mo and shouted excitedly, "Brother Han, Brother Han."

Meng Si looked at Xiao Pang's back and shook his head helplessly.

In front of the TV, Xuanxuan is watching her father's performance with her grandparents. She doesn't know the lyrics or singing skills, but she knows that her father is the best. Everyone applauds her father, who is the greatest.

Han Jun pursed his lips and smiled, "Hmph, it's still like that, a bit of my style back then."

Chen Yuehong rolled her eyes, "Don't put gold on your face, my son is much more handsome than you."

"How to say it, I was handsome when I was young." Han Jun said unconvinced.

Xuan Xuan jumped up and down in front of the TV, shouting, "Dad, Daddy, this is my dad."