Chapter 224 Brother Qiang is awesome!
"Green grassland... This is my home, ah!!! My home..."
Zhang Zhiqiang sang with sadness, tears and emotions.
"I love you!!! My home~ my home~ my home!"
Zhang Zhiqiang has forgotten the lyrics. Now he just wants to sing and express his feelings through singing.
Although my singing level is not as good as Wei Jie who had only learned for a few days, and I don’t know how to cooperate with the people around me as well as Wei Jie, it doesn’t matter.
When it comes to singing, the most important thing is emotion.
It is clearly a song about love for hometown, but Zhang sang it in a way that sounded sad and heartbreaking.
This feeling is as if his wife has run away with someone else, which is far more touching than Wei Jie's fake singing.
Wei Jie's singing voice is just nice to listen to, but Zhang's singing voice makes people feel the same way, as if they are witnessing a story.
The tragic kind.
"Good! Brother Qiang is awesome!"
The audience, Zhang's cousin, I forgot his name, stood up and clapped happily, giving Zhang a round of applause.
The prison guard next to him frowned and was about to reprimand such unruly behavior, but after seeing Wei, a man with a smile on his face in a wheelchair nearby, he gave up the idea of interfering.
It’s not a big deal anyway, as long as you don’t leave that position.
The praise from his eldest cousin did not make Zhang Zhiqiang feel better. On the contrary, the praise made him even more depressed and sad.
It's like using a high-heeled glass filled with red wine, pouring two taels of vinegar into it, holding the glass in your hand, placing the bottom of the glass between your index finger and middle finger, looking up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, and slowly swaying this half cup of vinegar with a melancholy look in your eyes.
You taste it, you taste it carefully.
"Ohhhh ~ Yara ~"
“Ohhhhhhh~ la la~”
“Wuwuwuwu ~”
Wei was no pushover. Even though he knew clearly how sad and aggrieved the man was at the moment, he still slowly raised his hand.
Immediately, the musicians that Wei had hired at great expense began to sing along with Zhang Zhiqiang's ghostly howling, forcing Zhang Zhiqiang, who had just stopped, to sing repeatedly with the background music...
Brother Qiang's wife looked at Brother Qiang indifferently, with one leg in black stockings crossed over the other. Although she was not eating melon seeds, she gave people the impression that she was eating melon seeds and looking at people.
Moved by this kind of background music, and with his wife fanning the flames in public, he naturally started singing when his emotions were deeply moved.
Wei Jie turned his wheelchair and looked at the musicians in front of him, slowly raising his hands.
Gather strength and be ready to go.
The melody began to build. At this moment, Qiang didn't know that his eyes were looking at his wife, but his heart automatically responded to the surrounding atmosphere because of the lyrics remembered in his ears and brain, as well as the subconscious urge to sing and talk.
Suddenly, Wei's hand fell down diagonally with great force!
The musicians who had already received their money, as well as the harmony engineer standing in front of the microphone, pushed up the emotions and the music at the same time.
The BGM forced the atmosphere forward, and Zhang Zhiqiang was holding the microphone tightly in one hand, and the other hand was raised into a fist because of the magic of the music. He closed his eyes, opened his mouth, bent his legs, and sang at the top of his lungs.
"I love you~"
"My home! My home~ My home!!"
Harmonist: Oh oh oh ~ Yara ~
This song, which was forced onto the stage by Wei, ignited the atmosphere in the venue because of Zhang's sincere emotion, as if his wife had died, singing at the top of his lungs.
At this time, my cousin and his roommates were all happy to give Zhang Zhiqiang their sincere blessings.
"Brother Qiang is awesome!"
"Brother Qiang sings so beautifully!"
"Brother Qiang's singing is so damn beautiful!"
"good!"
To these scumbags who have low education levels and mainly engage in bad business such as intimidation and threats, Zhang Zhiqiang is the same as them .
Those who do this kind of thing have been screened, and the fifteen people in this dormitory were all carefully selected by Wei.
From the moment Zhang Zhiqiang and Fan Hongyu met, he was destined to become a force in Wei Jie's hands.
Zhang Zhiqiang, like everyone else, is the kind of person who prefers dirty jokes to pure music.
Everyone has different preferences, so Wei Jie knew very well that compared to patriotic songs, it was easier for these people to identify with the feeling of his wife running away with someone else.
After all, he is a rubbish gangster, so he is bound to encounter things like his wife cheating on him.
This is how life is. Sometimes you will encounter some things no matter whether you want to see them or not.
Zhang Zhiqiang never knew that he cared so much about his wife before. He didn’t understand why he was crying and why he felt so sad.
Wei Jie knew it, but Wei Jie was not a good person. He just wanted to add fuel to the fire.
The first song had been sung too many times and had no effect. When Zhang Zhiqiang's emotions were about to recover, Wei Jie decisively raised his hand and stretched out two fingers.
The musicians' quality and ability were definitely worthy of the money Wei Jie paid.
Just as Zhang Zhiqiang was looking at his wife, hoping that she would look him in the eye and satisfy the little wish in his heart, the singing started again!
"It's my fault for falling in love with you~ But I can't bear to leave you~ Listening to the song you wrote for me, I feel so sad!"
Damn, this time it’s the song on the speakers!
The songs that had been downloaded long ago were now clearly transmitted from the two speakers nearby with high-precision stereo surround and lossless sound quality.
During the singing, Zhang Zhiqiang sounded a little confused.
He was completely bewildered...
who I am?
Where am I?
What should I do?
Are we here to sing or to listen to music?
Isn't this supposed to be a song?
Zhang Zhiqiang had too many questions, but soon he saw his wife's smile.
At this moment, Zhang looked very much like Zhang Xiaoshan who was smiled at by Michelle.
After seeing his wife's smile, Zhang Zhiqiang forgot about all the irrelevant things and quickly put the microphone in front of him.
"Is this how we pass by each other?"
"When love comes, who can say that I can't bear loneliness!"
At this moment, Zhang's singing was full of sincerity, joy, and dogs.
The audience below were all delighted by Brother Qiang's wonderful performance. Seeing Brother Qiang switching freely between the emotions of his wife dying and seeing his wife suddenly coming back, they all applauded with admiration.
I never thought that a man like Brother Qiang, who usually keeps silent and is usually majestic and ruthless, actually has such talents!
"Brother Qiang is awesome!!"
Just be awesome!
As for why Brother Qiang’s wife laughed?
These people, even Brother Qiang, would not know that Brother Qiang’s wife was still listening to someone singing this love song on WeChat video chat this morning.
