After finishing this section of the song while crying, Wen He took out the suona he had arranged for the director to have ready.
He closed his eyes and blew the suona with all his might, personally sending Little Yellow off.
As that unique sound rang out, the scalp of almost everyone in the audience tingled instantly.
When he first met Little Yellow, he saw many cold-hearted people saying cold-hearted words.
When it went to save someone for the first time, it jumped into the icy river without hesitation.
On the day it died, the rain in the sky was accompanied by a biting cold wind.
Little Yellow, who loved the world so much, was not loved by the world.
That warm and kind Little Yellow had always been treated with coldness.
Wen He didn't understand.
Why would Little Yellow risk its life to save those strangers who were unrelated to it?
Just like Cheng Yudie couldn't understand why Wen He kept singing even when he coughed to the point of near-death.
Humans are so amazing.
They can empathize with any pitiful and sad thing, but they cannot empathize with themselves.
[Little Yellow, far away over there… if it could see a master who loved it so much… it should be very happy in its heart… ]
[I think it must be happy… because I can deeply feel Wen He's sadness and longing… ]
[My Big Yellow was already very old, but one day it suddenly became pregnant and only gave birth to one puppy. After raising that puppy for more than a month, Big Yellow passed away… I think… Big Yellow probably couldn't bear to leave me alone in the world… so it wanted to leave a child to continue protecting me… So silly… ]
[Are you trying to kill me, friend? You don't use a pet knife to stab someone… that's the rule of the jianghu… It's one thing for you to sing like this, but why are you also playing the suona, my heavens… I'm really crying so much that I can't breathe, you bastard… ]
[I haven't raised a pet, so I originally thought I might be able to handle it today, but who would have thought he would come up and open with a close-range ultimate… Who can hold that back… ]
The moment Wen He's suona sounded, the entire audience completely exploded.
No one expected him to suddenly pull off such a big stunt.
The chain reaction caused by the large-scale emotional breakdown was…
Everywhere you looked, there were people with tears streaming down their faces.
The three mentors were all crying their heads off, pulling out tissue after tissue.
The most serious was Yang Mi.
She even cried off her makeup. In order to maintain her basic image, she urgently evacuated the scene.
Xue Zhiqian and Hua Chenyu also wanted to quickly escape this place of right and wrong.
They couldn't control their emotions at all now.
But the director wouldn't let them, because this episode of the show wasn't completely over yet. The three mentors couldn't all run away. Yang Mi would still come back after fixing her makeup.
Hearing this, Hua Chenyu and Xue Zhiqian felt like they wanted to die.
After a long period of suona music ended, Wen He picked up the microphone again.
"Riding a motorcycle through wind and rain."
"Unfortunately, I can't take you with me every day."
"Empty house after getting off work late at night."
"You're no longer here ~"
"Only you would come to please me."
"Only you wouldn't嫌 I'm useless ~ ~ ~"
It wasn't just the scene that was out of control; the live broadcast room was even more of a mess.
Today was originally the last live broadcast of The Coming One, and the director had also bought a lot of hype. In addition, with Wen He's own traffic, it was already explosive enough.
As a result, Wen He came up and dropped a nuclear bomb, and this move directly sensationalized the entire Douyin!
Because of the extremely heaven-defying emotional contagion, Douyin's official directly and immediately went down and gave Wen He the highest standard of promotion!
Everyone who opened Douyin would inevitably see Wen He's live broadcast room first!
Everyone who was swiping Douyin would also be sure to swipe to it!
Not only that, the advertisement for this live broadcast had swept the entire Internet!
As long as you were connected to the Internet, you could see his figure in any software!
Ignoring the crowd! Ignoring interests! Ignoring software!
Because this extremely explosive emotional contagion would inevitably trigger a huge gift tsunami!
And Douyin could take a cut of every gift that everyone sent, so this was also a delicious cake for Douyin's official!
It is no exaggeration to say that the number of people staring at this live broadcast had far exceeded their imagination, and had even reached an astronomical figure!
"Dog-tail grass sways on the earthen slope ~"
"Swaying, making people shed tears ~"
"Does the moon over there shine on you ~"
"Singing a dog's ballad ~"
"My Little Yellow, you can't hear it anymore ~ ~ ~"
Along with that hysterical, crying ending note.
It entered everyone's ears.
Their bodies were instantly covered in goosebumps.
If "Under the Sea" was the ultimate despair.
Then "Dog-Tail Grass on the Earthen Slope" was the ultimate sadness.
Even more people couldn't bear such a huge emotional nuclear bomb and directly cried to the point of fainting.
[My dog died a long time ago. I can really understand Wen He's grief to the point of being indescribable. I understand too well… ]
[Wangcai grew up with me since I was little. He died not long after I graduated from college… The day he died was the saddest I've ever cried in my life… Since then, I've never dared to raise a pet again… I really can't bear the death of a family member… Especially when I go home and Wangcai isn't there to greet me, when my heart feels empty… ]
[Our dog was also a stray dog picked up from the trash can. I remember one time when I was on my way home, I encountered several very fierce stray dogs. It rushed up directly. That was the fiercest side I've ever seen of it. It bit those stray dogs so hard that they ran away with their tails between their legs. Later, when I got home, I realized that it had also suffered a lot of injuries. I really can't imagine what I would do if it left me in the future… Who else can protect me so wholeheartedly… ]
[Hearing the keywords "riding a motorcycle, getting off work late at night, useless," I knew that Wen He's song wasn't just sung for Little Yellow… It also sang the heartfelt voices of countless dog owners… ]
[Wen He is about to break down… Production team… Can I go up and hug him… Please… I'll just hug him for a moment… I really want to comfort him… ]
The moment the suggestion to "hug Wen He" was made.
The dominoes had already fallen. More and more people joined in, begging the production team to give them a chance.
Seeing that the scene was about to get out of control…
Wen He, who had finished singing and was standing alone on the stage, dropped the microphone in his hand without warning.
The huge noise when the microphone hit the ground instantly silenced the entire scene.
Everyone turned their heads in unison and focused their gaze on Wen He.
The next moment.
Wen He directly "wa" and spat out a large mouthful of blood that was red to black.
"Cough cough! Cough cough cough! ! !"
