Don't call me a singing god, I just want to go back to doing scientific research.

After a brief period of strange comments, the live stream chat gradually thinned out and became heavy.

The curiosity on the faces of the audience gradually froze.

Gu Yang's back stiffened, and his hands, resting on his knees, unconsciously clenched his pants.

He looked at the lyrics on the big screen and instinctively felt afraid.

The feeling was like having a picnic on a sunny meadow, only to step into an abyss disguised as grass.

If you would have pity on me

Why bother holding me back?

......

The female voice was sweet, like an angel's, yet she sang lyrics that cut like a knife.

This song is like the inner monologue of a victim.

The studio was silent, and many audience members had already begun to tear up.

Yang felt a wave of nausea.

Behind his seemingly naive words lies a bloody, unhealable wound.

"This..." Qin Hanwen's voice was a little hoarse. He turned his head to Nan Ye'an and said, "The arrangement is completely unconventional, using the most innocent melody to wrap the most cruel core. This kind of confrontation... is too ruthless."

Nan Ye'an didn't speak, but simply pushed up his glasses, his gaze fixed on the stage behind the lenses.

The song has a fragmented structure, with its rhythm interspersed with irregular pauses amidst its gentle flow, like the intermittent, abnormal breathing of a traumatized person.

Fan Ning's compositional skills, combined with Ling Luo's lyrics, transformed abstract psychological trauma into concrete sound.

Until Yu Dong'er sang:

Why be impartial?

Select me.

......

  

The audience could no longer hold back their tears, which streamed down their faces.

The live stream chat was immediately flooded with a dense barrage of comments:

Why, why...?

How desperate that girl must have felt!

Holy crap, is this song going to be legendary?

[I came here to listen to music, not... not... boohoo!]

On stage, the second verse begins.

"In the years that followed, people around her still pointed fingers and gossiped."

I never imagined that the hardest thing would be going back to the way things were.

... "

The female singer's face, which was already devoid of a smile, turned even paler at this moment.

The male singer huddled in a corner of the stage, like a wounded, trapped animal.

Gu Yang's heart was clenched tightly.

He remembered what Fanning had said: this was a story that needed to be heard.

So, this is the story.

It was not an accident, not a natural disaster, but a man-made one.

It is a darker and more secretive crime than what Jiang Jingge did.

He subconsciously looked at Ling Luo's back.

The man remained seated upright, like a silent mountain.

But Gu Yang felt that the mountain was bearing an immense weight at that moment.

"I'm still sad, but God said singing will make me feel much better."

The female singer's voice began to tremble.

"He's lying, no, I've already lost my voice from singing..."

She looked up at the audience, her eyes filled with broken pleading.

"I want to bloom for the world, but how do I express it? Do I have to... kneel down before you?"

With her last sentence, she suddenly knelt down on the stage, burying her head deeply.

This kneeling seemed to resonate deeply in everyone's hearts. In the audience, some girls covered their mouths and wept silently.

The live stream chat was completely flooded with tears and anger.

[Holy shit... Hearing this song makes me want to kill these beasts.]

【Beasts? Don't insult beasts, they don't even deserve that title.】

Being beautiful isn't her fault... so why is she the one being pointed at and gossiped about?

Ling Luo, Fan Ning, what kind of story have you uncovered...?

Gu Yang's eyes burned, and he bit his lip hard to keep himself from making a sound.

Ba Meng covered her mouth tightly with both hands, her eyes red-rimmed.

The audience members below the stage held back their sobs and kept wiping away their tears with tissues.

At this moment, emotions were pushed to another extreme.

"If you would love me, why hurt me? Yes, I forgive you."

"Humans, how laughable! Why am I not the only one withering away!"

The lights began flashing wildly, and the music became chaotic and noisy. Guitar effects simulated a child's cry, sharp and piercing.

The left channel speaker uttered a muffled question, "Why did you bully me?", while the right channel played a humble "I was wrong."

Two conflicting voices clashed in the studio, tearing at everyone's nerves.

"This..." Gu Yang's mind went blank, and he felt like he couldn't breathe.

"It's a cognitive conflict," Nan Ye'an finally spoke, his voice trembling with suppressed emotion. "He's using his voice to recreate the victim's inner self-doubt and contradictions. It's too cruel, and too real."

The performance on stage entered its most frenzied phase.

"Will it grab me, pinch me, tear me apart...?"

"Will it... strangle me, bite me, tear me apart...?"

The male singer's voice turned into a dreamlike chant. He reached out his hand and slowly imitated the movements in the lyrics, but he never touched the female singer.

The female singer was curled up on the ground, shivering.

"Just a moment, let me hide, just quietly..."

Gu Yang's tears finally fell.

He looked at the two figures on the stage, one committing violence, the other hiding. Although there was no physical contact, it was more suffocating than any physical conflict.

"I'm really starting to have doubts, maybe the world doesn't welcome me..."

The final chant, filled with childlike innocence and despair, pierced everyone's heart like a needle.

The music stopped abruptly.

All the madness, chaos, and noise vanished in an instant.

On the stage, only the crisp, old music box music remained, tinkling and repeating endlessly.

"Disheveled hair, lots of scars, if you don't recognize me..."

"Yet it sprouted, blossomed with a smile, and its belly grew bigger and bigger..."

The children's voices rang out again, pure and clear, yet like a dull knife, repeatedly cutting into everyone's heart.

The song ended.

The entire studio fell into a deathly silence that lasted for half a minute.

Unlike other singers, no one applauded or cheered after this song was finished.

This song shouldn't be applauded, not because the song is bad, but because...

The story behind this song deserves their respect, and they should stand up and silently express their gratitude.

The two singers on stage, one kneeling and the other standing, remained motionless.

Yu Hongchang walked onto the stage, his eyes red-rimmed, and his hand holding the microphone trembling slightly.

He didn't say anything, but simply bowed deeply to Fan Ning and Ling Luo on the stage, in the creators' seats.

"sorry......."

Before You Hongchang could finish speaking, he turned his head and quickly composed himself.

Gu Yang slowly stood up, wiped away his tears, and fixed his gaze on Ling Luo, looking past the crowd.

Ling Luo, who would make him breakfast and give in to his tantrums with a mixture of helplessness and indulgence.

She is also the one who can write "rushing to the mountains and rivers, never changing her original intention" and "growing up with a heavy burden".

In his heart, there was both his family and country, and the vast land of China.

On the other hand, it reveals the myriad aspects of human life, including its joys and sorrows.

Yu Hongchang turned around, his eyes red and swollen, his eyeballs bloodshot. He took a deep breath, pulled the two singers to the center of the stage, and continued to host the program.