NOVEL NEXT Chapter 19: 19. If he hadn't gotten sick, where would he have been
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The 100,000 people in the gym clapped again and the applause roared.
Everyone saw this moment,
The goddess standing at this moment, the female genius who made the world exclaim, will officially rise from here! ! !
Her first value appeared, it was - to shine as soon as possible,
Her goal plan appeared, is-the father of the enemy of life,
But now, Xiaoshu's image is the moonlight falling from the sky, shining this light, once she floats up, she will eventually return to the sky, shining brightly.
And Yu Ye is like the soil that has been unchanged for thousands of years, without the slightest luster.
"It's time to end,"
"Next time I rise up!"
"Start from the song under the sea!"
"No one can stop my talent anymore."
"Singing, writing, music, acting, writing, literature, etc.,"
"Father, the enemy of my life, you will never win against me again..."
Now,
At this moment,
Yu Shuying restrained all his emotions, leaving only the last thing he said.
indeed so,
From the age of five, she really started to rise.
And the so-called father,
The group of people who are always trapped in the slums and walk in the dark night, looking for the meaning of life in a panic,
Now,
Zhalang, Douyin, and the comment barrage exploded at the same time.
"The goddess has risen!!!!"
"It was from this moment that she regarded her father as the enemy of her life, and then she rose up amazingly!"
"I'm so excited to see the great ambition of the goddess in her childhood."
"His father will probably never be able to imagine how strong his daughter is. After all, his father is in a low point of pedantry and has no culture and literary talent."
"Yeah, this is also Yu Shuying's true departure from his native family, and his amazing rise after that!"
this moment,
After Yu Shuying regained her aura, all the hustle and bustle was silent, and only her self-confidence was left to amaze the audience.
And the hourglass of time continued beeping,
It's the end of the fourth year,
Xiao Shuying is the fourth year old, the twelfth month, the last day of the thirtieth day,
On this day Yu Ye said that Xiao Shuying will not rise,
On this day, Yu Ye's part-time courier sorting work arrived at two o'clock in the morning.
He walked alone on the road,
Back to the dimly lit, stinky streets,
Drunk alcoholics he passed by.
He passed a crowd of teenagers fighting in the distance.
Until he arrived at the community, he was in the dark night,
lonely,
quietly,
He hummed softly.
Scattered moonlight through the clouds
hide from the crowd
scales of the sea
The waves wet the white dress
trying to push you back
The waves wash the blood
Delusions to warm you
Listen to the depths of the sea
whose whining guides
The soul is silent
no one wakes you up
That voice is a hoarse humming that can only be hummed by too many heartaches and tiredness in the human world.
Yu Ye's voice is very good, and it sounds even better after many hardships, with the sadness of the story,
And in this era, this song came out for the first time,
Now the stadium, at the end of the seat,
Yu Ye, smiled and took out a handkerchief, and wiped the blood on his forehead. This is hematohidrosis. Without regularity and any factors, the skin will bleed, which is an incurable disease.
He wiped off the blood, his eyes were red, and he looked at the thirty-year-old self on the curtain. He was now in his fifties, and he couldn't help but hum,
"Scattered moonlight pierced through...clouds"
But he was all crying,
He is a traveler.
After the divorce, he accidentally discovered that at that time, like in 2005, there was no literature or popular songs, but he was terminally ill.
In the last time, he just wanted to nurture his daughter, not just to make her self-improvement.
Ambition makes her more capable enough to support her ambition!
not important anymore,
nothing matters anymore,
The debilitating beating of the heart, and the struggling and jumping of the pulse, all of which indicate that he is about to leave soon.
The pain he had endured for more than ten years was finally unbearable.
It's so comfortable,
He just wanted to hear his daughter one last time and call him father,
People who are dying are not angry, they are calm, thinking about the most important things,
Think about the person you care about the most...
.....
And this moment,
On the show stage, it was completely blown up!
Because when this frail, terminally ill man sang the song,
Many people know that,
This is actually related to Yu Ye! ! !
You must know that according to the time line, it will take several months before Yu Shuying sings this song,
——
"How is this possible, is he really a genius?"
Chen Cheng looked at it complicatedly, he couldn't help but take a few steps back,
But then he shook his head frantically,
how can that be possible,
——
And Yu Shuying's beautiful eyes were dull, and the confidence in that moment disappeared.
She listened to the man singing the song,
At the gate of the dilapidated community,
In front of the 12 broken buildings,
His voice was so hoarse, full of a cool sense of story, just like the cold wind in December, lonely, unable to find his way, but so firm,
And his face is so thin, now he is 70 pounds, and looks very thin in the cold wind,
The whiteness on the face is a bit penetrating, although the facial features are still delicate,
This silences Yu Shuying,
She thought of the process of creating this song again, she created it by herself,
Just why this man sang,
so,
Is it the same as [Insect Flying]?
He is helping himself again!
But this made Yu Shuying suddenly think,
if,
This man, if he is not sick, what will he reach?
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Even if she lost two songs, she is still a dazzling and amazing girl from Tianjiao,
One is a man who is always frowning and coughing with little dust at the bottom,
"I'm sorry, even if this song is yours!"
"But the gamble in this life is still mine!"
Yu Shuying spoke calmly, she never showed weakness in her dictionary, when she began to study hard to shine, and after she became light, she would not allow herself to admit defeat in any field,
She never admitted defeat after that, crushing all opponents in the first half of her life.
but now,
Looking at this man, she hesitated,
In himself and his, in this life's gamble....
Who will win? *
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