Chapter Forty-Seven I'm Sorry

  Tang Menglong raised his head and looked at Liu Zai Shi, thought for a moment and said: "Originally, you formally invited me earlier, I thought you really wanted to take revenge, but now it seems that you are just doing an art challenge!"

  Liu Zai Shi was taken aback, and before he could react, Tang Meng Long continued: "If I were an audience member, I might find it interesting, but as an opponent, to be honest, I'm a bit disappointed. At the very least, there's a big difference between this and what I had imagined. I think for a challenge like this, at the very least, you should take it more seriously. If your singing isn't good, that's okay, if your song is good, it can make up for some of it. If your song isn't good, that's okay too, as long as you sing with heart, it can still convey the emotions you want to express. Even though the lyrics are a bit self-deprecating and humorous, I don't know how much effort you put in, but at the very least, from my perspective, you've overemphasized your artistic skills while underemphasizing music and this competition. My words may be a bit direct, but I'm sorry, I'm speaking from the heart, as an opponent, not as an audience member!"

  Now Tang Menglong has a feeling of being played, maybe it's not suitable for the Korean entertainment industry, but when Kim Tae-ho and Liu Zai-shi limited him to only singing Korean songs, he became a real opponent. During this time, in order to memorize the lyrics of that song completely and sing it well, he indeed worked hard.

  It's just that people don't understand the Korean entertainment industry, and in fact, when the members of Infinite Challenge first stepped onto the stage, no one thought they were singers. Maybe this time there are expectations, except for Saeho and only PD of popular song.

  "Whoosh!"

  It's raining.

  "Next!"

  The intercom on the table emitted a sound, accompanied by falling raindrops.

  This sudden rain is quite strange, although it's cloudy today, but it hasn't reached the point of raining yet, this inexplicable rain...

  Liu Zai Shi and others were still savoring Tang Meng Long's words when they suddenly came back to their senses.

  Looking at Tang Menglong's face, which had turned solemn and serious, Liu Zaishi suddenly felt that the other party really had a ministerial demeanor. After thinking about it for a moment, he suddenly felt a bit apologetic. Tang Menglong was right, they didn't actually consider themselves singers either. Although they worked hard on stage, just like Liu Zaishi's own thoughts, it was all about making everyone happy and having fun themselves. This was the purpose of variety shows.

  At this time, Tang Menglong stood up and handed the U-disk in his hand to a staff member on the side, then said: "Wait for my gesture to play the music again!"

  Tang Menglong's voice was very low, as if there was an irresistible aura that made the staff member nod involuntarily.

  Tang Menglong then walked towards the stage on one side, but before leaving, he turned his head and said: "No need to put on such a deep expression, what I just said only represents my own thoughts, nothing more. In the future, I will still watch the infinite challenge carefully, and today's victory is mine!"

  After finishing speaking, Tang Menglong turned around and walked into the rain, heading towards a stage on one side.

  "He's so handsome!" HAHA said suddenly as she watched Tang Menglong leave.

  Upon hearing this exclamation that sounded like it came from a girl, everyone burst out laughing and the atmosphere became more lively. However, Tang Menglong's words also left an impression on everyone's hearts, at least remembering the challenge, which didn't necessarily have to be completed in an artistic way.

  Maybe I should try it seriously once.

  At this moment, six people cast their eyes on the monitor, and Tang Menglong has slowly walked onto the stage.

  …………

  Is this sudden rain someone's tears?

  As he stepped onto the stage, Tang Meng Long thought to himself that on rainy days, his mood would usually be low, but today was different. The sadness was no longer enough for him, and now he had turned the word "competition" into a joke. This song was only sung for one person.

  As Tang Menglong stepped onto the stage, a small amount of applause erupted from below.

  "Supermarket uncle!!!!!"

  At this moment, the two little girls closest to the stage suddenly stood up with a small sign and shouted loudly. The camera immediately turned to them, shooting at the signs that read "Supermarket Oba", which was quite interesting.

  Tang Menglong's eyes glanced down, slightly stunned, then nodded at the two of them, took a deep breath, and cast his gaze out to the sky beyond the bridge.

  Then he stood in front of the microphone and began to speak.

  “I’m.sorry！”

  For the man on stage, suddenly starting to speak English fluently scared everyone, many uncles and aunts were full of question marks, if it hadn't started raining outside, these people might have all left.

  "It's been three and a half years, I'm living more chaotically than before, but six months ago I finally let go and left that place. Although my life is a bit dull now, this should be what you wanted, right? Unfortunately, I've always done things according to my own will. You always said I should become a musician or a priest. If you were still here, maybe I would have become a priest too. But it's impossible now. Except when I'm with them, I rarely sing for you. Standing here today, I hope my voice can reach further away and use this song to express my feelings, also as a tribute to your memory~~~ Sister Mary! You believed in God, maybe you've already gone to heaven. I hope you can hear my voice."

  Tang Menglong finished speaking and pointed in the direction of the staff. He then lowered his head, and his suppressed emotions were about to burst out.

  Only a handful of people in the audience understood what Tang Menglong was saying, and Zheng Xiujing's cheering sign also fell down. Looking at Uncle's appearance, she was surprised, but didn't know why there was also some heartache.

  The prelude of the music reminds me, although it's an electronic synthesizer sound, but that familiar music, actually made many people smile. This song is not unfamiliar to some older people.

  Tang Menglong raised his head, but his eyes were closed, and his thoughts returned to that day three and a half years ago, the nightmare that could not be shaken off.