Entertainment: Rock? Can a bastard become a top player?

The singing voice doesn't think, but the listener will.

The music doesn't wait for anyone, it's still going on.

The cold and hard guitar suddenly transformed

, distorted and distorted, with a sharp cry,

and densely spread out as it was disassembled and played.

【...... If you die, no one will know.

With the fight in the streets, you will be forgotten forever.

If they kill you on the screen

, you will become a martyr, you

will become their scapegoat...]

accompanied by merciless music, and the song suddenly becomes as thin as a mosquito.

As if pouring out in my ear:

... That's it, nothing changes.

The whole world will never change...]

whispers in the ear, all from the heart.

Word by word, it pierces people's hearts.

Everyone, couldn't help but be stunned.

Like, remembering a lot of things.

A lot of things that shouldn't be forgotten.

The music repeats itself:

[...] The singer died under the guns of the fans, and

everything he wanted to say, remained underground.

Everyone is looking for scapegoats

, and they are all looking for lonely heroes...]

repeatedly, bringing incomparably shocking power.

Constantly shocking everyone's heart.

Break down the psychological defense line and

let everyone recognize the final truth.

The truth has always been cruel,

so cruel that it can only be described with a torn song:

[... The scapegoat needs our mercy.

We, no one wants to give.

......

That's it, nothing changes.

The whole world never changes.

That's it, nothing changes.

The whole world never changes. The

last song seems to be constantly tortured.

Whipping everyone's heart.

Even after the singing ended, the

feeling still did not dissipate.

The song ends, and it is thought-provoking.

The audience was silent, and silence was better than sound at this time -

Yang Xiaomi's eyes, tears that could not be supported, fell quietly.

Reba sniffled, moved.

In the live broadcast room, there was silence.

There is a storm coming.

As the picture flashed, the barrage gushed out:

"My heart is going to break, this song really hurts my heart."

"Brother Chao, you are a poet and a singer of the soul, making me see the untouchable darkness and making my heart tremble."

"Those sanctimonious and profit-only guys, will your conscience hurt?"

"Brother Chao, you are so brave, I am convinced." Bastards are not scary, but they are afraid that bastards are educated, which is really a wise saying. Whoever dares to offend you will definitely regret that his intestines are blue. A song, hung high, scolded him for decades. Wang Sisong.

"Looking at the entire music scene, Wang Chao's songs are the most thought-provoking." Wang Fei.

"We are still in love, and Brother Chao has begun to discuss life. This, dare not compare. "Li Yonghao.

"Wang, you are really a cow, why the hell is this song, we are all stunned." Damon.

"After listening to it, I can't calm down for a long time, this song can make people unable to extricate themselves." Berryberry.

With

the swiping of the barrage, the screen suddenly disappeared in the live broadcast room.

I don't know who is shaking hands, the carnival blooms without money.

Seeing this scene, the domestic tyrants, not to be outdone, followed suit.

[Okay, the screen is spent, don't put it on.] Wang Chao shook his head and

said, "What should be said is in the song, I hope everyone will not be just a bystander forever. He

rested, and continued:

"The atmosphere is a little dull, the next song, a cheerful one... Foreign language version of "no reason"]

- (no reason) Sum41's song, pop-punk -

"Cheerful? Great, that song just now is so depressing, I can't slow it down until now.

"It's good to change the atmosphere, I love you Brother Chao."

As

he spoke, the crackling guitar distortion

sounded, and all the instruments sounded in unison, as if a flood was pouring out.

Wang Chao's cry sounded from it:

[We all know that you are very helpless.

In fact, it's directly related to me. Immediately

afterwards, the punk manic sound wave exploded directly.

Xiaobei, Xiaogu and Wang Chao shouted together:

[Hey... Hey...... Hey...... Let' go！ The

drums sounded rapidly, and the hardcore rhythm, like a machine gun, came in a strafing -

everyone, as if they had been directly beaten into a honeycomb, were

all stunned on the spot.

What about the cheerfulness that is good?

This irascible is like his mad cow,

do you call this cheerful?

didn't have time to complain

, Wang Chao's singing, following the fast rhythm, had already jumped out:

[How can we continue to disguise, turn

around and just don't see it.

Some people say that she was ignored and

made me feel very innocent.

No matter what the situation is

, I will never let it go...]

The rebellious and irascible music, whipping rapidly

, makes people's blood boil at the same time, and I can't

help but be firmly attracted by the singing.

As the sound of the guitar intensified

, to the critical point, it burst out.

An undisguised wall of noise and sound, coming towards everyone.

The song then turned into a hoarse cry:

[... Tell me

, why don't you think, it's wrong?

If we all fall, it's too late...]

The angry song that shocked everyone at the same time, dumbfounded.

Before he had time to think about it, the music sounded repeatedly:

[... I have already seen through this situation, and

as time passes, everything will run out.

Hey...... Hey...... Hey......

What we believe

, what we gain, what we have, is not what we see with our own eyes.

Tell me, why don't you think, it's wrong?

......

If we all fall, it's too late!

Why, why can't we change that?

If we all fall, who will bear the blame?

Who can afford it? Rebellious

and irascible punk,

best suited to make a cry of defiance.

Like a bullet coming out at high speed

, it shot out rapidly,

venting all the anger and madness.

It makes people suddenly full of adrenaline, and

they are all hearty.

All the listeners, driven by it, were enthusiastic.

Even if the music dissipates, it can't be calmed down -

Wang Chao stopped his flying hands, but the scene was silent.

Yang Xiaomi and Reba, their mouths opened into an O-shape, and they

were shocked on the spot.

In the live broadcast room, there was also silence.

After a while, suddenly the screen flickered

, and the barrage burst:

"I'm tide, this song is too explosive, and my head is still buzzing."

"Brother Chao, you said it was so cheerful, but you gave me a head-on blow, and then injected Xingxing powder."

"If we all fall, who will bear the blame? Mader, sing to my heart. Brother Chao, you definitely have the potential to be a pyramid scheme leader, and everyone has to be brainwashed for this method.

"In the future, when you go against Brother Chao, be careful. After singing a song, tens of millions of brothers will charge forward at any time. The

song is like a horn for resistance, and people can't help but want to rush forward and fight hard. It's too. "

King, you are a demon, and your singing voice is simply demagogic."

"

Brother Chao, this song... Playing games should be very cool. This rhythm is directly super-godly. Wang Sisong.

"You remember, it's a game, not something else, otherwise you know the consequences." Lin Gengxin.

"

Brother, I've never heard music like this, and I never thought that music could show such a rebellious and rebellious attitude. You're such a genius. "Damon.

"Wang, you are simply amazing! Your music is so powerful that it stuns me. "Berryberry.

"Wang, this song, angry, rebellious, invincible youth! I love it to death! You're amazing, I like you. "Vivien.

Countless

netizens immediately exclaimed:

"Wow, looking for Reba, hurry up and hold Brother Chao, and there is a foreign MM to give you a hug."

"Brother Chao, how long do I think you can defend yourself like a jade?"

Yang Xiaomi and Reba were looking at Wang Chao with adoration.

As soon as I turned my head and saw the subtitles, I immediately laughed-