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Denim shorts, white t-shirt, loose chestnut curly hair, and light makeup.
The lights shone on her alternately.
Her long, white legs, without stockings, were straight and long.
Immediately afterwards, the mournful sound of the erhu began.
Whether it was the audience in the audience or those who were now watching on their computers, everyone was stunned.
The erhu is rarely seen in pop music.
[Erhu? Don't be ridiculous!]
The rhythm is alright, but there's an inexplicable sense of sadness.
[Another sad love song, isn't it? She truly lives up to her title as the Queen of Love Songs. But we're getting a little tired of hearing it.]
[How about trying a different style? Another love song?]
[Feigning illness, forcing new sorrows—I want to listen to rock music.]
[It sounds like a love song, and the erhu's sound is naturally melancholic, but... but why is there electric guitar and drum accompaniment? It's too high-pitched and doesn't match.]
[Let's watch our words; after all, this is Qiao Jingjing's last concert in 07.]
Just then, a comment appeared on the screen:
[Warning: High-energy content ahead.]
A few seconds later, dozens of "High Energy Ahead" messages appeared.
It almost fills the entire screen.
【what's the situation? 】
Holy crap, so many people? Have they all gone mad?
[What's going on? Another high-energy moment ahead! Are you guys kidding me?]
[Seriously, there are a lot of high-energy people here. Were you guys just lurking all this time?]
Sitting in front of the computer, I was completely bewildered.
Unsuspecting people are spamming the comments section.
But soon, they all fell silent.
Because of Qiao Jingjing's performance.
Qiao Jingjing's magnetic and pleasant voice came through:
"At first, I only believed that emotions were great."
In the end, I helplessly realized that what was truly powerful was fate.
"You still choose to go back,"
"He pierces your heart, but you refuse to wake up."
Soothing, melancholic music.
At this moment, it suddenly rises.
The audience, who were immersed in the somber music, were suddenly jolted and their faces were filled with surprise.
Qiao Jingjing took a deep breath and suddenly sang at the top of her lungs:
The loneliest feeling is wanting to stay but not being able to.
"The tender words were left unsaid, only a farewell song remains."
"..."
At this moment, everyone was dumbfounded.
Qiao Jingjing was stunned by his singing.
This……
Is this rock and roll? Love rock?
Li Xueliang was dumbfounded.
Wei Lei's brow twitched.
Cao Jingqi was dumbfounded.
Zhang Xing's expression was the most exaggerated, with his eyes wide open and mouth agape, looking completely stunned.
Deng Xiaoyu's reaction was exaggerated.
She suddenly jumped up from the sofa.
After a brief period of calm, the comments section erupted.
[This...this is rock music?]
Holy crap, Qiao Jingjing is going to defy the heavens!
[Rock, it is rock, but how can it be a love song? It doesn't fit the rhythm of a love song at all. I'm speechless.]
[My amazing Jingjing! How many original works do you have? How many masterpieces do you have?]
This is the best of the best. How is it possible that she has so many original masterpieces?
[Wow, love songs can be sung like this? Rock songs can be sung like this?]
[So love songs don't have to be sad, they don't have to be sweet; they can also be interpreted with energetic music?]
This is going to shake the music scene, absolutely shake it, pioneering a new era of rock love songs.
[666, everyone, let's all spam this!]
Then the screen was filled with "666".
It seems that only in this way can the audience release their excitement and shock.
"So love is a kind of willfulness,"
"We shouldn't overthink it."
"Love has nothing to do with intelligence."
"It's just a matter of whether you're willing or not."
Qiao Jingjing continued singing.
She didn't open her eyes the whole time, her brows were slightly furrowed, and she was deeply immersed in the emotions.
The audience held their breath.
Immersed in the energetic rock music, immersed in feelings of helplessness and sadness.
Qiao Jingjing screamed at the top of her lungs:
He pierced your heart, but you refused to wake up.
You said love is just a dream.
"The happiness I borrowed from you, I can only return to you."
The loneliest feeling is wanting to stay but not being able to.
"The tender words were left unsaid, only a farewell song remains."
Ignoring the audience's reaction and the impending vote.
She was completely immersed in her song.
Qiao Yu's words suddenly came to mind:
"Imagine you are a heartbroken woman. The person you love most, the person you can't let go of the most, has abandoned you."
Qiao Jingjing then asked, "You like Su Jinbei?"
Qiao Yu was taken aback: "It's alright."
This song expresses a sense of helplessness.
The person I love doesn't love me.
But I... cannot love him!
Instead of feeling pain and despair, let go and sing a song of parting.
"The second before my heart breaks."
They embraced tightly in silence.
"I send you a bittersweet farewell song with my heartbeat."
The loneliest feeling is wanting to stay but not being able to.
"The tender words were left unsaid, only a farewell song remains."
The conversation with Qiao Yu kept replaying in my mind.
"You want to pursue her, right?"
"Yes."
Regardless of cracked voices or hoarseness.
Qiao Jingjing sang until her back was bent, Qiao Yu's words echoing in her mind.
"I send you a bittersweet farewell song with my heartbeat."
"We cannot see eternity, but we hear the song of parting."
The music gradually subsided until it fell silent.
The softly interwoven lights.
Qiao Jingjing took a deep breath and bowed slightly.
After a while.
Applause erupted.