From the original dance music to the revised love song, the arrangement has undergone earth-shaking changes, and the entire emotion and artistic conception have also completely reversed the style.

　　 Ronan likes the original version of Robin. There is a reason for the classic to become a classic, but it does not mean that his adapted version is not good. Leaving aside the lingering feelings added to ridicule Maxim, the soothing love songs of the adagio are more in line with Ronan's vocal timbre, and are more suitable for the interpretation and release of emotions.

　　 So, it's not surprising that someone was impressed by Ronan's version.

　　 "Ronan..." When Ronan was about to lift his foot, the slightly taller girl called out again, "Can you sing the girl version?"

There is a sentence in the lyrics, "I have done everything, still not the girl you brought home." Ronan changed it to "boy" when performing on the streets of Salt Lake City, referring to Maxim, and now the girl Is it required to change to the original version?

Ronan's gaze fell on the fat baby girl, but found that she lowered her head somewhat restrainedly. The face hidden in the shadows could not see the expression, while the slightly taller girl covered her companion with half of her body. , Like a windshield to protect the girl behind him.

Between the lightning and flint, Ronan understood. Maybe the story of "dancing alone" has hit the fat baby girl's weakness. She doesn't have the courage of Robin to dance alone until dawn, so I hope Ronan's singing can give her a new look. The courage to show a smile.

　　 This is the charm of music.

　　 Among those musical notes, we can always find our own emotional resonance footing, joy, anger, sorrow, joy, sorrow and reunion, all of which are like this.

　　 Although I don’t know what happened to the fat baby girl, Ronan’s heart softened, nodded, and simply agreed, "Okay."

Holding the guitar, Ronan moved a few steps to make room for the band members to pack up the drums and audio equipment, and try not to delay the time when the TV station is preparing for the live broadcast, and then stand on the side of the street. So ready to start the show—

　　Street performances are just like that. There is no light, no lighting, no boundaries and no boundaries. Just like this, you can find a random corner of the street, and you can start singing with a voice.

At the very beginning, not only Ronan, but every band member was extremely embarrassed, unable to adapt to the indifferent sight of coming and going, as if he was in the crowd and screamed, and no one would cast any eyes and was completely ignored. Being completely abandoned, there is an uncontrollable feeling of loneliness.

　　 At that time, the band’s error rate was ridiculously high, and everyone needed a lot of energy to concentrate.

　　 But now, they have completely adapted to street performances.

Standing still, before he started singing, a tourist passed by and threw a coin in front of Ronan, just like sending a beggar to a tramp, but Ronan was not angry, but made a hat-less salute. The action, taking off the non-existent hat, imitating Chaplin's actions, expressing a response.

　　'S humorous action, on the contrary, succeeded in making other visitors come and go to laugh with a kindly low laugh.

Then Ronan looked down at the strings in his palm. When his fingertips touched the strings, his mood slowly settled, his attention was completely immersed in the world of melody, and the lingering symphony was in his mind again. It played, as if the whole city was singing with him.

Fingertips, lightly outline, the clear and bottomless string sounds are jumping at the fingertips, the slowly flowing, gurgling notes lightly linger on the beating heart, and then Ronan sings in a low voice, that is clean. His voice is telling the story quietly, and there is a fragile fragility in the singing, so he carefully exposes the softness of his heart.

　　 "Someone told me that you have a new love, does she love you more than me? My world is shrouded in haze, I know where you are, and I bet she must be by the side too." (Note 1)

A touch of bitterness, a touch of sadness, and a touch of loneliness, although the corners of the mouth are smiling, but the lingering loneliness drags the ankles slowly sinking, the cold and biting wind surrounds them all, but the simple lyrics are In that graceful voice narrated moving emotions.

　　 "Stilettos and fragments of wine bottles are scattered all over the floor, I'm spinning and jumping lightly on the dance floor..." The beautiful transience is so easy to outline an arc, and the coming and going, bustling crowds and singing form a perfect reflection—

　　 The turbulent crowds and lonely singers, the noisy streets and the loneliness.

Reality is not a movie. The people around did not stop because of Ronan’s singing. There seems to be some distance between Ronan’s singing and the sound of nature described in the novel. Forward.

However, the more turbulent the crowd, the more lonely, the more lively the voice, the sadder, a lonely light shrouded Ronan’s shoulders, dragging out a long figure, and he just sang quietly. Then, there was no wavering because of the indifference of the crowd.

"I'm standing on the corner watching you kissing, UU reading www.uukanshu.com oh, oh oh... I'm right there, why can't you see... I have done everything, still not the girl you brought home... I only Can dance alone..."

In the light, those low-hanging eyes can catch the surging light, and the gentle voice quietly tells of the loneliness of oneself, so lightly and extremely lightly on the heart, mouth full of bitterness makes the heart unable to suppress The place trembles slightly, and the fat baby girl can't help it anymore, burying her head deeply and sobbing silently.

　　 tears, burst the embankment.

Word by word, I can gently focus on the wounds in her heart. Her humbleness, her insignificance, and her loneliness are all in nowhere to hide in the singing. Ronan's voice seems to reawaken those memories in his mind. In the picture, she was standing on a street corner like a fool, watching them kissing. Even though she kept calling "leave" in her mind, her footsteps couldn't move at all, and the whole world fell silent.

　　 Raising her head, she could see the gentle smile at the corner of Ronan's mouth, but the sadness was captured in the upward arc. That was the deadliest.

　　 Quietly, the sound of the guitar and Ronan’s singing quietly hovered over the busy Las Vegas Strip, without anyone stopping. Between the noise and silence, turbulent and gentle, the extreme contrast and collision, the uncontrollable loneliness abounds in the splendor of the casino night.

Unknowingly, there was an illusion that the small space centered on Ronan seemed to have pressed the slow button, while the extended space next to it seemed to have pressed the fast button, one fast and one slow. It creates a huge contrast, and then the world splits into two parts.

　　Note 1: Dancing-On-My-Own—Calum-