on‘or!

on'orr!

on‘or!

on!

The sad lyrics and resentful music seem to be the true story and monologue of Yang Ming's heart. Perhaps it is because of the separation of love, his confusion and disappointment in the future, his sacrifice and dedication to love, his reluctance and pain in separation, and finally

The fear and sadness of loneliness are vividly reflected.

Every word of "on'r" and every word of comfort are more like singing to yourself. Especially the last line in the protracted sound is enough to make the listener cry.

Sandra Lawrence is a reporter for the American music media "Rolling Stone". As a strong media reporter, Sandra never feels that she is inferior to men.

But at this moment, in the ocean of sadness of Yang Ming's "on'r", she still shed tears.

She never thought that as a world-renowned professional music media reporter, she would be sad and heartbroken and shed tears because of a song.

Now she was completely immersed in Yang Ming's singing.

The melody is thick, and rock music can always evoke resonance, even if you don't listen to the words, it is enough, and the helplessness, loneliness and unwillingness to live are all in it.

Even after listening to it all night, I still feel that when the sun rises the next day, it is a new beginning. Life is not like this, and I am still full of hope.

Sandra saw something in this song that she had never noticed before.

As Yang Ming sang the last note, Madison Square Garden suddenly burst into deafening applause and screams, and everyone went crazy for Yang Ming.

Whether they are ordinary fans, media reporters, or basketball stars, at this moment, they can't help but stand up and applaud Yang Ming, applauding this young man who touches the softest place in everyone's heart with his singing!

Two powerful and powerful songs, followed by a new song that he performed with all his emotions, Yang Ming couldn't help but feel out of breath no matter how strong his physical strength was.

Next, it’s time for Li Xiangjun and Ayumi Hamasaki to appear.

Yang Ming returned to the backstage and drank several glasses of warm water to moisturize his somewhat dry throat. Then, with the help of a makeup artist, he began to change his look.

At the same time, he turned to the people working around him and asked with a smile: "Brother Li, how are you? Are you nervous?"

"It would be a lie to say I'm not nervous at all, but it's okay." Brother Li thought for a moment and said with a smile.

The four of them will be Yang Ming's backup dancers in this concert. In order to find people to dance with, Yang Ming has put a lot of thought into it. He has sent these people to his senior brother's martial arts gym.

It took several months of training before they gradually adapted to Yang Ming's requirements for them.

In the past two days of rehearsals, I have already met Yang Ming's requirements very well, and I am just waiting to appear on stage.

Yang Ming smiled heartily, and in order to reduce the pressure on the four of them for their first appearance, he deliberately said casually: "Actually, it's nothing. It's almost the same as your previous backup dancers, just with a few more difficult moves."

The four people he found were certainly not newbies who knew nothing. Although they were far from Yang Ming's requirements before, there was absolutely no problem with their qualifications and experience.

In the midst of talking and laughing, the moods of several people slowly returned to their former calm, waiting for the time to appear.

This time, Li Xiangjun and Hamasaki Ayumi were guests, and they did not alternate between each other, but appeared consecutively. This gave Yang Ming at least a 20-minute break.

Because next, he will sing in one breath until the end of the concert.

There is no pause.

Time passed by, and Yang Ming took the time to rest backstage and regain his strength. At this time, Li Xiangjun had already left the scene. When he returned to the backstage and saw Yang Ming's appearance, he couldn't help but become happy.

"Yang Ming, your look is very fashionable!"

"Haha!" Yang Ming chuckled and said nothing.

At this time, Ayumi Hamasaki on the stage had also sang to the end and was about to end. Yang Ming, Brother Li and the other four were also ready to appear.

When Hamasaki finished his performance, he slowly walked off the stage amidst the applause of the audience.

The lights on the stage began to flash continuously, creating a mysterious atmosphere with the cooperation of the band.

Suddenly, a rhythmic drum beat sounded at the concert, as if something big was about to happen.

——Click

A beam of light suddenly shone down from above, and Yang Ming's figure suddenly appeared in everyone's eyes.

--ah!

——Wow!

——Oh my God!

The 20,000 spectators at the scene immediately let out deafening screams when they saw the figure of Yang Ming in the center of the light column. The scene suddenly became heated again. Some excited fans, after waiting for 20 minutes, which seemed like a long time, immediately stood up from their seats.

He stood up and cheered for Yang Ming.

Black suit, black suit, white satin shirt, black trousers, but the trousers are obviously shorter than the calf, white socks, and black leather shoes.

The overall shape gives people an indescribably weird and alternative feeling.

Especially white socks are extremely irritating to people's eyes.

It's as if black pants and black leather shoes are used to set off white socks.

Suddenly, I saw Yang Ming kneeling on the ground with a microphone, raising his head and roaring.

——Ouch!

Just like a wolf king roaring, countless female fans immediately screamed loudly in excitement.

Immediately, under the leadership of Zheng Mengsheng, the band began to play a thumping sound like a horn, and smooth and beating melody followed.

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on‘oraronr

on‘annasora

obrsappar

r’snrs

At this time, Yang Ming had already stood up, took the microphone and started singing. Brother Li and his four backup dancers also started to dance behind him, beating crazily to the rhythm of the music.

An incomparable, indescribable feeling echoed in Madison Square Garden.

It's so crazy, so exciting.

sba,ba,ba,ba

noonansoba

son'onsronsor

osn‘aro‘sronorr

sba,ba

After Yang Ming finished singing this section with a microphone, he walked to the front of the stage, touched his head with one hand, covered his crotch with the other, and began to shake vigorously.

After he made the movements of raising his hips and touching the ground on his toes.

The entire Madison Square Garden exploded at once, it was so impactful.

Countless female fans looked at Yang Ming's already handsome face, and wore this slightly enchanting look, giving him a mysterious temperament. When they saw Yang Ming doing this crotch-raising movement, those young women felt that

He was hit by an indelible force, which quickly spread throughout his body, and his blood immediately burned and boiled.

--ah!!!!!

Now the entire Madison Square Garden is screaming, still screaming, still screaming!!!
Chapter completed!