There is no doubt that Yan Fuguang can sing. After all, she has lived for too long, and she may not even be able to count what skills she has.

"A friend wrote a song, and I think it's pretty good."

That was the last patient she saw as a doctor, Lora.

Lora is a singer, young, talented, and has won numerous awards. Even when she was hospitalized, her fans prayed for her all night long.

But unfortunately, Lora suffered from congenital heart disease, and Yan Fuguang tried his best but still couldn't extend her life.

Yan Fuguang is already the best cardiac surgeon in the world, but there are still some things that cannot be done, and some people cannot be saved no matter what.

This song was written in her last days, but it is a pity that the world will never have the chance to listen to it.

In the end, Lora passed away with regret, and Yan Fuguang also entered the next stage of his life with regret.

I don’t know whether not being able to drink Meng Po Soup is a good thing or a bad thing. To this day, Yan Fuguang still remembers the old notebook that Lora handed over before entering the operating room that day, which contained her trembling handwriting and this song.

Lora said that this was a gift for her and I hope she likes it.

"Baby really hurt me

Crying in the taxi

He don't wanna know me

Says he made the big mistake of dancing in my storm

Says it was poison

…”

The clear voice is like the most touching story, gently falling into everyone's heart, but leaving heavy traces.

It was like a girl was softly talking about her loneliness and love. There were plausible affirmations, but also words that were at a loss for words, grievances of self-admiration, and introspections of pretending to be indifferent. Until in the end, she had to learn to be alone.

Learn how to live completely alone.

"They say

You're a little much for me

You're a liability

You're a little much for me

So they pull back, make other plans

I understand,I'm a liability

Get you wild,make you leave

I'm a little much for

E-a-na-na-na, everyone

…”

With a gentle sigh, the last note fell.

This was the first time she sang the song completely, and she thought again of Lora's pale cheeks and that weak and relieved smile that day.

Endless memories are like tiny gravels embedded in her long life, like the stars in the sky tonight.

The beach fell into silence again, even quieter than after Nan Jinping finished singing. No one expected Yan Fuguang to sing, let alone such a song.

Nan Jinping wiped the corners of her eyes. She actually shed tears. It had been a long time since she heard a good song that resonated deeply with her. Even as a singer, she felt it far more deeply than others.

"It sounds great! Is it a work that has already been published?"

Nan Jinping has a wide range of interests and has heard countless excellent works at home and abroad, but she has no impression of the lyrics and music of this song, not even remotely similar.

Yan Fuguang shook his head. There was no Lora in this world, and naturally there was no song "Liability" either.

Yang Huohuo, who was sitting opposite, seemed to have just woken up. He clapped his hands exaggeratedly and exclaimed: "Wow, sister Xiaoguang, you are so amazing. I didn't know you sang so well unless you told me!"

Jiang Shan on the side nodded fiercely, his sixth sense was indeed correct!

However, Liu Lu beside the two of them just felt on pins and needles, as if Yan Fuguang was specially sent by God to fight against her, and the slap in the face scene she expected did not come true even once.

Just because Liu Lu can't sing doesn't mean she can't listen to music. Just by looking at Nan Jinping's reaction, you can tell how good Yan Fuguang is.

Why?

Why!

The eyes of the surrounding staff looked at Yan Fuguang and changed instantly, as if they had discovered a rare treasure. One can only imagine the reaction of the audience watching the live broadcast.

【Oh mo oh mo! A peerless singer is born! 】

[What kind of deity is Yan Fuguang? Why can he even sing so beautifully!]

[I endured it for two days, but still couldn’t hold it in, so I announced that I fell in love with her!]

【In front of you, I was earlier than you, I fell in love at first sight!】

【Gungungun, my sister is mine!】

[Is this song called Liability? I searched all over the Internet, can’t find it? 】

[I also searched, and it is indeed not found]

[One person wrote in blood, please ask the program team to provide the sound source]

[Don’t tell me that my sister wrote it herself, my brain can’t digest so many surprises in one day]

[Seeking sound source +1]

Indeed, some viewers immediately went online to look for it. There are several works with the same name, but the melody and lyrics are completely different.

Is it an unreleased new work by some singer? Could it be that it was really written by Yan Fuguang himself?

The unsatisfied audience started a new round of viewing, and Cheng Xiaogang smiled happily when he saw the soaring data in the background.

The surprise that Yan Fuguang gave him was really great. It can even be said that except for the traffic brought by several celebrities, almost all the discussion among passers-by was contributed by Yan Fuguang alone.

Cheng Xiaogang also hopes that Yan Fuguang will sing more songs. They just had a meeting and decided to temporarily change the process. In the future, the live broadcast will be closed when the guests are sleeping, so when there is a camera, the more hot spots the better.

Although the gimmick of 24-hour full recording is gone, the program team comprehensively considered the background data and decided to focus on the time period when traffic is more concentrated.

"Sing one more song, sister Xiaoguang, one more song, just one song!"

Yang Huohuo kept encouraging him, but he really didn't hear enough.

Yan Fuguang looked at the others. Except for Liu Lu's tightened lips, which exposed her uneasy heart, most of them nodded and applauded in agreement.

It doesn't matter whether she continues to sing or not, but she really doesn't know any songs in this world, and the only ones she can sing are "new songs".

"Then let's play something cheerful."

Yan Fuguang remembered a little love song he once heard in a small cafe in Madrid.

It was a summer afternoon, and a Spanish girl with slightly curly hair was sitting on the street holding a guitar, singing about the ambiguity of first love. The cheerful tune even made the Mediterranean sun shine brighter.

“Yo te conozco desde siempre

No o de repente

Llego tu ropa a mi cajon

De pronto fue el destino

Digamos que fue un accidente

…”

The brisk Spanish is accompanied by a cheerful melody. Although I can't understand the lyrics, this momentary sweet love seems to make the surroundings full of pink bubbles.

The evening breeze blew by, and her hair swayed freely to the tune. At this moment, Yan Fuguang looked like a completely different person compared to the one she had just sang "Liability".

【Oops, it’s a heart-pounding feeling! 】

[This is Spanish???]

【Where is my royal translator?】

【Listen well, listen well, listen well, listen well, listen well】

[As a country bumpkin who has never listened to foreign language songs, my heart was moved by a foreign language song for the first time, but it was still a foreign language that I couldn’t understand at all]

[Sister, please make your debut. I will watch your acting and listen to your singing!]

[Can anyone tell me why this woman can even speak Spanish]

[This pronunciation makes Spanish majors fall to their knees! 】

"Liability" - Lorde

"Domingo" - Susana (there is a video on station b, you can listen to it, it is a very light love song, you will be in a good mood)
Chapter completed!