King of Stage

One hundred and three slow down

From the original dance music to the revised love song, the arrangement has changed drastically, and the entire emotion and artistic conception have also completely reversed the style.

Ronan likes the original version of Robin. There is a reason why the classic can become a classic, but it doesn't mean that his adapted version is not good. Leaving aside the lingering sentimentality added to ridicule Maxim, the slow and soothing love songs are more in line with Ronan's voice and timbre, and are more suitable for emotional interpretation and release.

So it's no surprise that some people were impressed by Ronan's version.

"Ronan..." Just as Ronan was about to lift his foot, the slightly taller girl stopped her footsteps again, "Can you sing the girl version?"

There is such a sentence in the lyrics, "I gave everything, and I am still not the girl you brought home", Ronan changed it to "boy" when performing on the streets of Salt Lake City, referring to Maxim, and now the girl Then ask to change to the original version?

Ronan's eyes fell on the fat baby girl, but he found that she lowered her head a little cautiously, the face hidden in the shadow couldn't see the expression clearly, and the slightly taller girl covered her companion with half of her body , protecting the girl behind her like a windshield.

In a blink of an eye, Ronan understood. Perhaps, the story of "dancing alone" hit the soft spot of a fat baby girl. She didn't have Robin's courage to dance alone until dawn, so I hope Ronan's singing can give her a new life. The courage to smile.

That's the beauty of music.

Among those musical notes, we can always find the foothold of our own emotional resonance, joys and sorrows, joys and sorrows, all of them are like this.

Although he didn't know what the fat baby girl went through, Ronan's heart softened, he nodded, and agreed, "Okay."

Holding the guitar, Ronan moved a few steps to make room for the band members to pack up the drum kits, audio equipment and other equipment, so as not to delay the TV station's preparation for the live broadcast, and then stood on the side of the street, So get ready to start the show——

Street performances are like this, there are no lights, no lighting, no boundaries and no boundaries, just find a random corner of the street, and start singing with a voice.

At the very beginning, not only Ronan, but every band member was extremely embarrassed, unable to adapt to the indifferent eyes coming and going, as if screaming in the crowd, and no one would cast any gaze, completely ignored Totally abandoned, with an uncontrollable sense of loneliness.

Back then, the band also had a ridiculously high error rate, and it took a lot of energy for everyone to be able to focus.

But now, they have fully adapted to street performances.

Standing in a good position, before singing, a tourist passed by and threw a coin in front of Ronan, as if sending a beggar to a tramp, but Ronan was not angry, but took off his hat to pay tribute movement, take off the non-existent hat to imitate Chaplin's movement, and express a response.

On the contrary, the witty action succeeded in making other tourists who came and went to give out a good-natured low laugh.

Then, Ronan looked down at the strings in the palm of his hand. When his fingertips touched the strings, his mind slowly settled, his attention was completely immersed in the world of melody, and the lingering symphony was once again in his mind Played, as if the whole city was singing with him.

Fingertips, lightly sketched, the crystal clear strings are jumping at the fingertips, slowly flowing, gurgling notes lingering lightly above the beating heart, and then Ronan sang in a low voice like this, the clean The voice quietly tells the story, and there is a kind of fragile fragility in the singing, which carefully exposes the softness of the heart.

"Someone told me that you have a new love, does she love you more than me? My world is shrouded in haze, I know where you are,

I bet she was there too. "(Note 1)

A touch of bitterness, a touch of sadness, a touch of loneliness. Although there is a smile on the corner of the mouth, the lingering loneliness drags the ankles and sinks slowly, and the icy cold wind surrounds them all. The simple lyrics are In that graceful voice narrates moving emotions.

"The stilettos and wine bottle fragments were scattered all over the floor, and I was spinning and jumping lightly on the dance floor..." The beautiful transliteration drew an arc with ease, and the coming and going, the bustling crowd and the singing formed a perfect reflection——

The turbulent crowd and the lonely singer, the noise in the street and the loneliness alone.

Reality is not a movie. The people around did not stop because of Ronan's singing. There seems to be a distance between Ronan's singing and the sound of nature described in the novel. Forward.

However, the more turbulent the crowd, the lonelier it is, and the more lively the voice is, the sadder it is. A lonely light shrouded Ronan's shoulders, dragging a long figure, and he just sang quietly. He stood there, not at all shaken by the indifference of the crowd.

"I'm standing on the corner watching you kissing, oh, oh oh... I'm right there, why can't you see... I'm giving it my all, I'm still not the girl you brought home... I can only dance alone... ..."

In the light, those lowered eyes could catch the surging light, and the gentle voice quietly narrated the loneliness that belonged to him, just like that lightly, extremely lightly, falling on the heart, the bitterness in the mouth made the heart uncontrollable The ground trembled slightly, and the fat baby girl couldn't bear it anymore, buried her head deeply, and sobbed silently.

Tears burst.

Every word and every word can gently focus on the wounds in her heart, her humbleness, her insignificance, and her loneliness are all hidden in the singing, and Ronan's voice seems to reawaken those memories in her mind In the picture, she stood on the corner of the street like a fool, watching them kiss, even though she kept calling "Leave" in her mind, she couldn't move her footsteps at all, and the whole world fell silent.

When she raised her head, she could see the gentle smile on the corner of Ronan's mouth, but the sadness caught in the upward arc was the most deadly.

Quietly, the sound of the guitar and Ronan's singing hovered over the busy Las Vegas Boulevard without anyone stopping. Noisy and silent, turbulent and gentle, the ultimate contrast and collision, the uncontrollable loneliness is just like this in the colorful night of the casino.

Unknowingly, an illusion is created in this way. The small space centered on Ronan seems to have pressed the slow release button, while the extended space next to it seems to have pressed the fast release button. It created a huge contrast, and then the world was split into two parts.

Note 1: Dancing alone (Dancing-On-My-Own——Calum-)

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