Saint Eyes: The Magic Doctor

This was a true singer that was not many in the younger generation. He was talented and had good singing skills. He could be considered one of the few good singers.    

However, this song had very high requirements for singing skills. Many boys were expelled from the False Voice section in an instant.    

Wu Lai took a deep breath. Following the familiar melody, he opened his mouth and said, "I have an old child in my heart..."    

When he opened his mouth, the eyes of the curious people around him lit up.    

Wu Lai's voice was a little hoarse. It was different from his usual voice. This old and hoarse voice gave people the feeling that it was full of stories and memories of his past life.    

Yin Xiaomin's face was full of joy!    

It was pleasant to hear!    

After the first few lines of lyrics, no matter if it was Yin Xiaomin or anyone else, everyone had an intoxicated expression on their faces.    

Very quickly, the song reached the side song section.    

Wu Lai's expression changed. At this moment, he was completely immersed in this song. As he sang, it was as if he was narrating his past life.    

At that time, he was just an ordinary medical student, a child who came out of the mountains. In this city, he had no relatives or friends. There was only one person he liked for a long time. The girl whom he had been with for a long time, whom he had always treasured. And the countless studies.    

He worked hard to study, to work hard to make a foothold in this society, to work hard to make himself live a better life.    

But...    

His girlfriend left him. He was being bullied in the hospital. He did not find anyone to complain to. He was still alone, living a lonely life. Occasionally, he would have the care of his landlord sister.    

"Only I, looking at other people's happiness, can actually feel emotional..."    

A hoarse and explosive song erupted from his throat. He did not care about the gazes of the people around him. He did not care if people would be scared away by him after he sang. At this moment, he just wanted to put an end to his past, to his sad life in the eyes of others.    

"He laughed so happily, cried so frankly, why did his expression have to be arranged by this world..."    

The more Wu Lai sang, the more he immersed himself in it. This song seemed to be tailor-made for him, making him roar out all the things in his heart. At this moment, everything poured out.    

As Wu Lai sang, more and more people gathered around him. Countless people looked at Wu Lai in surprise.    

This song had an inexplicable penetrative power and irresistible attraction. It made them involuntarily want to applaud and cheer for Wu Lai.    

"It's just a dust cloud scattered by fireworks..." After the last high pitch, Wu Lai held the microphone with both hands. It was as if he used everything he had to face his life and bid farewell to his memories.    

Life was like a game. He now understood the rules of this game very well. However, he didn't want to participate in this game. He just didn't want to participate in this ridiculous game. What he wants to do is break the rules, use his own way... To open up more possibilities, it wasn't just for himself... And for all the people he wanted to help.    

As the melody stopped, Wu Lai stood there and looked at Yin Xiaomin on the other side. The microphone in his hand had already been returned to the boss.