Prologue
What exactly are we here to see? ... I am becoming increasingly worried ...
Indeed, over the years, the boy I have always regarded as an idol, apart from knowing that everyone calls him "Xing" and that he studies at the music academy I was admitted to this year, I know nothing else about him
Under the spotlight, he gently closed his eyes and sang with a sense of ease, as if each lyric could penetrate the soul, immersing the audience in the experience
After dawdling for half a day, I was dragged out of the dormitory by Mo Mo. We jogged for a while and eventually arrived at a strange place, or more precisely, a warehouse.
"Yanyan, I am so excited right now! My heart is racing, what should I do?" Momo covered her chest, and the light in her eyes could not be concealed.
Mo Mo rolled her eyes at me in annoyance and muttered, "What are you talking about! It must be here, let's go!" It's not that I'm timid, but rather that Mo Mo is too bold. In such a strange and remote warehouse, anyone would find it hard to believe that this is the venue for a performance.
I swallowed hard and asked uneasily, "Momo, are you sure this is the place? I can't shake the feeling that I've been sold out."
"What are you rushing for? It's just a performance, and it's in such a chaotic place. Do you really need to be this excited?" I said with a dissatisfied pout. The so-called performance that Mo Mo was talking about was nothing more than a very unreliable show put on by some boring people in a factory.
"Once it's dug, it won't jump anymore." I coldly threw out a remark, immediately attracting Mo Mo's predatory gaze. I shrugged nonchalantly and said, "What kind of performance is this anyway? If it's one of those boring shows, I might just leave."
Ah! It's about to start! The lights gradually dimmed, and the surrounding screams rose and fell, piercing my eardrums painfully
Uh, what exactly is wrong with them? What kind of performance could make them disregard their image one by one and act so wildly?
The moment the clear and bright singing began, I felt as if I had been struck by electricity, trembling suddenly. That perfect, penetrating voice resonated so ethereally in the warehouse, flowing drop by drop into my heart, a sensation I had never experienced before
"Yanyan, hurry up, the performance is about to start!" My roommate Momo kept urging me from the side. Looking at her extremely excited expression, I really couldn't figure out what kind of performance could make her so happy
How frustrating... Reflecting on the scene from that day when I watched the performance in the warehouse, I couldn't help but feel a bit regretful. Why didn't I ask that boy what his name was?
Spare me! I do not want to watch boring people show off here. If others find out that I am involved in such a tedious matter, it would greatly damage my image
Mo Mo is a natural flirt, and having been friends with her for such a long time, I know her inside and out. However, looking around, it seems that all the girls...
The door of the warehouse opened, and two boys were looking at us, their gazes filled with a sense of scrutiny. Mo Mo took out two sheets of paper covered in doodles, and after glancing at them, the other party allowed us to enter.
Such a wonderful and ethereal voice is unexpectedly produced by a young man. He stands in the center of the stage, dressed in a white shirt and black casual pants. This simple attire, yet it resembles an angel descending to the earthly realm
A group of infatuated individuals—this is the conclusion I have drawn. I can now roughly guess that this performance is certainly a display of some boys trying to show off.
This time, I attracted the murderous glares of all the girls present, each one looking so fierce that they were even more terrifying than a vengeful spirit.
"What do you know! So many people are fighting to go see it, you truly are unaware of the blessings you have!" Mo Mo said with a lovesick expression.
I sighed helplessly; if that performance is truly in such high demand, how could someone like me, an "outsider," possibly get a chance to see it, really!
哇哦……在这个世界上你曾经努力过……
This is the legendary Gothic metal music
Hoo hoo hoo, calm down, calm down, I can do it, I can find him, I will definitely be able to! Stepping with a cheerful stride, I entered the gates of the music academy, heading towards everything I have longed for.
And this day became the turning point of my life. Because of such a song, I made a decision. I want to stand on that stage like that boy and sing such soul-stirring songs
I slowly turned around, and when I saw the singer, I was completely stunned
Taking advantage of the dim light, I quietly turned around, preparing to sneak away, thinking that I would send a text to Mo Mo after I got outside; at worst, I would just get scolded by her in the evening
No, I need to leave quickly
A considerable number of people have already gathered in the warehouse, mostly around our age, and predominantly female, each displaying an expression strikingly similar to that of Mo Mo—infatuation.
Holding a worn-out guitar, going back and forth playing just a few notes, and then casually shouting a few lines as if one were a musician. Alas, such things are the most boring.
Holding the admission notice in my hand, I felt a mix of surprise, joy, and regret. With a complex array of emotions, I stood in front of the music academy, gazing at the institution I had longed for over the years, my heart filled with unease.
It is he—a boy with black hair, exuding an air of elegance, who, with his unique voice, has made me aware of these things
This is the first time I have heard such a song.