After each treatment, Lucas would endure the pain to practice his voice while writing lyrics and composing music.
The sunlight shines through the floor-to-ceiling windows onto Lucas who is concentrating on playing the piano.
In the flowing melody, I saw the indomitable soul of a young musical boy.
Of course, Lucas also noticed my growing weakness and made different kinds of nourishing soups for me every day.
We talked about musical instruments, songs, ideals, and the daily necessities of life.
Chase has not been idle this month, making money through various performances and creating hype.
During the interview, Chase's pride overflowed the screen: "Did you hear it? After Sophia's careful conditioning, my voice is now clearer than before!"
"By then, I only need to use 10% of my singing skills to easily crush Lucas. Everyone just wait and watch some people eat hot food live."
"And Elise, wait for my legal team to sue you, and go back to your sewing machine!"
Only I, the only human Vocal Acoustician in the world, could hear that Chase's vocal cords were on the verge of collapse and tearing. Every time he spoke, it was the last overdraft on the vocal cord tissue.
Strange, what is Sophia thinking?
One month passed in a flash.
Due to its unprecedented popularity, "Voice of Legends" was directly moved into the National Stadium which can accommodate 100,000 people.
The program was broadcast live simultaneously across the entire network, and countless investors were present on the scene.
The auditorium was packed, and nine out of ten people were wearing Chase's blue cheering uniforms.
The remaining one-tenth are just spectators.
Before the game, Chase made a harsh statement: "Lucas, we are not on the same level at all. Remember, today is your last chance to show up in the circle. Even though it is morning now, I want to say to you - good night!"
He made an exaggerated gesture of wiping his neck.
The whole audience instantly erupted in deafening cheers: "Chase must win! Chase must win!"
Amidst doubts and boos, Lucas walked onto the stage.
All the lights in the venue suddenly went out, and a beam of light hit Lucas precisely.
The next second, passionate and sonorous singing, like the roar of a dragon or a tiger, exploded throughout the National Stadium.
"My voice is loud because I'm doing the right thing! Wherever I go, there's a road to heaven. I walk with big strides and I'm not afraid of my shadow being slanted—"
The surging sense of power instantly overwhelmed the blue ocean.
Chase's smile instantly disappeared and sweat began to form on his forehead.
The boos from the audience stopped abruptly, replaced by immense shock.
"What the hell! Is this Lucas singing?"
"This voice, this momentum, gives me goosebumps!"
"It's so good! I'm going to start being a fan of him again! It's so cool!"
The rock melody surges like a river, and Lucas' voice sometimes sounds like a sword breaking through the air, and sometimes like the roar of an ancient bell: "I will be famous all over the world!"
boom--
More than half of the audience couldn't help but stand up and cheer!
With Lucas' perfect farewell, everyone's expectations reached their peak.
"Lucas has been mute for a year, but he can sing like this. So, what Chase is bringing to the stage must be a god-level performance, right?"
"Of course. Even if Lucas sings well, so what? As long as Chase performs normally, we can crush him with one vote each. Come on, Chase!"
Then Chase performed his original song: Small Bowl of Egg Noodles.
"I'd like a small bowl of egg noodles with tomatoes and eggs. This small bowl of noodles is fragrant and sweet~"
It's full of electronic music, and it's hard not to suspect that it's meant to cover up the flaws in his voice.
Even this fan can force praise: "My phone was out of battery, but after listening to my brother's songs it was fully charged. My brother is my power bank!"
