King of Stage

The lights in the audience gradually dimmed, leaving only a solitary spotlight covering Ronan.

The air is still burning, and the crackling sound can be caught in the ear, and the surge of blood continuously hits the eardrum, but the world is gradually surrounded by darkness, as if swallowed by the tide, continuously aggressing, nibbling, Occupy, and finally dominate.

Even that spotlight began to shake faintly, precariously as if on the verge of collapse, and the darkest moment came quietly.

The hustle and bustle settles, the heat wave cools down, and the restlessness subsides. The audience in the old blacksmith bar quietly held their breath and stared at the stage with wide eyes.

The ultimate darkness, the ultimate tranquility, but suppressed the extreme joy and excitement, just like before the world was destroyed, the mind froze for an instant.

Without accompaniment, Ronan hummed softly like this, "Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm...' the melodious and melodious melody sounded like a violin's nocturne, blooming quietly, and the fragile and sensitive emotions spread little by little like this Opened, lightly and carefully with extreme gentleness.

Involuntarily, I want to close my eyes to capture the emotions in the air, but when I open my palms, I can only feel a burst of empty air, and the empty loneliness deep in my heart slowly settles like this, as if I can really feel the deepest feelings. The dark moment is slowly devouring and destroying itself.

"Help me, it's like the walls are crumbling around me. Sometimes I want to give up, but I can't, it's not in me." (Note 1)

The almost whispering cappella, with a little temptation, quietly reveals the wounds deep in my heart. Only with the help of the cover of darkness can I muster the courage to show the fragility, the pain and struggle entwined in the voice just like this Grabbing his ankles, he slowly fell down.

The sentence "Help me" revealed too many scars.

Helpless and embarrassed. Painful but stubborn.

The emotion in the voice is so real and so delicate, a pause, a turning and a rise, every detail is so beautiful and moving, just like this, the mixed emotions are expressed layer by layer.

There is no soundtrack, no lighting and no decoration, just one person and a voice, quietly expressing emotions with the melody, the mixed tastes come up quietly, it seems that the sparse shadows cast by the lights on the face can be clearly seen, The slightly trembling eyelashes revealed the anxiety in her heart, just like the gently vibrating butterfly wings.

Quietly, slow down your breathing and movements, lest your own voice might disturb the "butterfly", and finally forget to breathe naturally, all your energy and focus are maintained on Ronan's body, like a black hole, All the eyes of the audience are attracted to it.

No one can be an exception.

call.

Gently, Ronan exhaled lightly like this, and even such a movement seemed to be integrated with the melody naturally and became a part of the music.

Duncan couldn't control his body leaning forward slightly, just wanting to get closer to the stage, and then closer——

Once again, the joy of unexpectedly enjoying the band's performance was in sharp contrast to the sadness that the band's performance was about to end. In the early morning, the half-dream and half-awake brain was completely out of control, and the ups and downs of emotions began to rampage wantonly, and then fell with Ronan's singing.

The clear and thick guitar strings sounded, and the lingering sound caused ripples, perfectly intertwined with Ronan's voice. The clear and translucent singing voice was now a little magnetic, just like the smell of cigarettes lingering on the fingertips, invisible But it exists objectively. The faint smell of tobacco summons relevant memories, and then it slowly falls on the chest. The shallow warmth almost burns the chest.

"Lying flat on the bathroom floor, my heart is barren, restless and impetuous emotions swallow me up, just give me anything,

Let the tense nerves relax. "

Drums, play.

The thickness of the melody makes Ronan's voice deeper and deeper, and the power that bursts out from the depths of the soul matches the drumbeats to vent out bit by bit. There is no skill or fancy singing, but it is felt in the articulation and ending. After the emotions were suppressed to the extreme, he shivered and trembled uncontrollably, like the dead leaves on the treetops that were about to wither in late autumn.

The heart curled up slightly.

"Have a drink and you'll relax; take her home and you'll forget about it; keep telling me it's going to be okay, but is it?"

Darkness, boundless and endless darkness rushed in, just like this, imprisoned his own steps, fled in embarrassment, but found that he had nowhere to escape, and after going around, he was finally imprisoned in a dark cage, and the wounds full of scars were still there. Slightly stinging, hot blood stuck to the skin, even though he hugged his knees and tried his best to hug himself with both hands, he still couldn't get rid of the biting cold that came from the bottom of his heart.

Inwardly, it was barren.

No matter how hard you struggle, no matter how hard you try, no matter how you run away, but everything is in vain, will everything really get better? Did everything ever get better?

Despair, overwhelming.

From the guitar to the drums, and then to the bass, the melody slowly climbs up like this, and the volume level is comprehensively improved, and the entire thickness is clearly layered and hits the eardrums naturally, and Ronan's singing is becoming more and more firm and powerful , Emotions wantonly vented.

"Help me! It's as if the surrounding walls are collapsing and surrounding me. How many times I want to give up. No medicine can cure me."

"Someone help me, the anxiety is overwhelming, how many times I want to give up, but I can't."

Help.

Help!

Help! help me!

One sound was louder than the sound, and the wave was higher than the wave. The voice for help was roaring heart-piercingly. Clenched fists were fully exerted, roaring wave after wave, but they still couldn't get rid of the shackles of the night. The despair of not being there was suffocating, and then the emotions finally couldn't be suppressed anymore.

boom!

The cold and heavy piano sound roared like this, wrapping the sound of other instruments like an echo, and pushing it to a new peak in an instant; and the hot blood that was suppressed under the skin finally lost control, broke free from the shackles and burst out. All the power that came out of the chamber was released.

"It-isn't-in-my-blood!"

Lightly, but nimbly, brightly, and purely, the voice touched the treble just like this, like a whale suppressed under the ocean finally broke through the water, jumped up high, and uttered a joyful cry. Reluctantly opened his field of vision in an instant.

Ronan, who was holding the microphone tightly with both hands, just closed his eyes like this. His slender figure seemed to bear the weight of the whole world on his shoulders, releasing all the energy. He just sang to his heart's content, but did not show off his skills wantonly. He released and restrained instantly, mellow The radio makes the aftertaste gently stir.

Then……

Note 1: In-My-Blood——Shawn-Mendes