On the side of the stage, a national-level performing master gently strummed the guzheng.
The strings of the guzheng rang, seeming to be touching everyone's heartstrings.
Then there are several classical Chinese traditional musical instruments, which, in harmony, rise gracefully, and the notes are soaring and refreshing.
As soon as the intro comes out, everyone will know if it’s there or not.
This style, as soon as you hear it, you will know that it is another Chinese style.
Everyone sitting at the commentary booth looked at each other in confusion. You looked at me, I looked at you, and you all saw a strong doubt in each other's eyes.
Because after Song Ci sang Blue and White Porcelain, this song represents the pinnacle of Chinese style.
It has become everyone's consensus that even Song Ci himself cannot surpass this song.
But no one expected that Song Ci would once again present a Chinese-style song on this stage.
Not only that.
You must know the requirements of this competition of Song Ci, but Cantonese songs!
Is he actually going to come up with a Chinese-style Cantonese song?
How can this be!
This is absolutely impossible!
What's more, there are blue and white porcelain beads and jade in front.
As the saying goes, there is no harm without comparison.
What's more, Song Ci has already come up with a top-notch Chinese-style song.
If the song he played in this scene was even weaker than the blue and white porcelain song he played in the previous scene.
Even if the song this time is as strong as the blue and white porcelain last time, it will not surprise the audience.
This will make the audience disappointed with Song Ci.
"I didn't expect that Song Ci's move was a dangerous move and a wrong move! If the song released today was even a little bit bad, he would be finished for the day!"
"Liu Xuefeng is not easy to deal with. He grew up speaking Cantonese! And he has released 5 Cantonese albums! There is even one album with pure Cantonese songs! And he won the Golden Melody Award for Best for this album For a male singer!”
"Isn't it that Song Ci is a little overconfident this time, or that it is a little blindly confident in the Chinese style that it created?"
"I'm done with you. Isn't that sentence really fulfilled? If you are hot, you will die, right? Song Ci is not really going to overturn in the eight-to-four semi-finals this time, right?"
At this moment, including the three promoted singers sitting on the side of the stage, everyone's thoughts were also flickering.
Everyone was suddenly shocked when they heard this prelude.
Because this intro is really nice and chic, with a very strong Jianghu feeling.
But immediately, everyone's reaction was the same as that of everyone sitting in the comment box in the first row.
This does not mean that Song poetry cannot continue to write Chinese style.
It's because his Chinese style in the last game was so stunning.
Comparing the two, if he shows Hua Guofeng again.
To put it nicely, this is taking my own shortcut.
To put it bluntly, it means not wanting to step out of your comfort zone.
This will give the audience a big impression.
It will even affect Song Ci's own votes tonight.
After Liu Xuezhang heard the Chinese-style arrangement of Song Ci, his eyes flickered a little, and a touch of relief appeared in his heart.
In this competition, the pressure on him is not small.
After all, his opponent was the most popular seed in the entire competition and the most powerful contender for the championship.
After all, this is the semifinals of eight to four.
As long as you survive the Song Ci stage, it will be the finals!
Liu Xuezhang's mind changed. At this moment, he was bathing in the arrangement of "A Laugh in the Sea". He felt that his chances of winning had increased a bit.
However, in the ears of ordinary viewers, they cannot hear so many details.
At this moment, everyone sitting at the scene lit up as they listened.
Everyone is looking forward to Song Ci's opening.
Song Ci raised the microphone and slowly spoke under everyone's attention.
A laugh from the sea surges across the strait,
Ups and downs follow the waves, only remembering the present moment,
The sky is laughing and the world is full of tides,
God knows who will lose and who will win.
Liu Xuezhang's relaxed expression suddenly froze the moment the song lyrics were sung.
What a cool song!
Is this... singing the chorus as soon as it comes up?
But...why does he sing so well in Cantonese?
This boy...this Chinese style is extraordinary!
No way?
Can he still write a Chinese-style song that surpasses "Blue and White Porcelain"?
This is impossible!
Song Hongdou was sitting in front of the TV. When she heard Song Ci speak, she stood up.
Song Ci's voice immediately reached her heart.
It has that unrestrained and unrestrained feeling of Jianghu!
This song is amazing!
This is a more Chinese-style song than "Blue and White Porcelain"!
The height of this song will be higher than "Blue and White Porcelain"!
Song Hongdou made his own judgment immediately!
Commentary seat.
Commenters, once again you look at me, I look at you, and you can see a touch of shock in each other's eyes.
This song by Song Ci... is simply amazing!
This is completely under the control of Hua Guofeng.
This is the integration of this style.
This is a song at the master level!
This song has a strong temperament unique to Song Ci.
Everyone else cannot be written.
Sing... maybe all the singers participating in the top eight tonight can sing.
But if you want to write such a song, looking at the entire Chinese music scene, this is something that only Song Ci can do.
"My husband is really a god!" Song Hongdou sat on the sofa, feeling a little weak.
Tang Shi was in her hut at the moment, also watching the live broadcast.
She even took out her mobile phone, recorded the live TV broadcast, and posted a message on Weibo: "The god has come on stage. Everyone, please vote for him and try to keep him in the world!"
It was such a naked effort to help Song Ci canvass votes, but netizens were happy to see it.
"Hahaha! Childhood sweethearts are indeed childhood sweethearts! You still know how to blow!"
"Can Song Ci and Tangtang really not be together?"
"I'm watching the live broadcast too! Song Ci is so awesome!"
On the stage, Song Ci continued to sing.
The accompaniment sounds are much higher.
The traditional Chinese classical musical instruments turned into swords, guns, swords and halberds, piercing the ears of everyone who heard the melody, stirring back and forth.
This is an amazing song!
Guan Yueqin held her mobile phone and watched the live broadcast. Song Ci had already been on stage for three minutes.
Her headphones were filled with the sounds of Song Ci.
She touched her arm gently and felt goosebumps rising on her skin.
"This is absolutely inhuman, Liu Xuezhang, if you don't lose this time, there must be something shady!"
She watched the live broadcast and murmured to herself.
Such a song just appeared in everyone's ears.
The mountains and rivers are smiling and the rain is far away,
The waves wash away all the beauties in this mortal world,
The breeze's laughter actually provokes loneliness,
There is still a piece of evening photos left in the pride,
The laughter of the common people is no longer lonely,
The pride is still smiling foolishly,
In all major forums, netizens are going crazy.
Douban group.
"Damn it! Is there anyone who hasn't watched the live broadcast of King of Songs? Song Ci's new song tonight is so awesome!"
"Hahaha! Canghai laughed out loud, so strong!"
"I believe that after tonight, everyone will think that "Blue and White Porcelain" is the strongest Chinese style in Song Ci, right? But how long has it been before Song Ci has come up with this song again! This person has no creative bottleneck ?"
"I'm not convinced! Why does Song Ci exist in this world?"
"This kind of god should live for a few hundred more years and try to show us everything in his mind!"
Liu Xuezhang pursed his lips at the moment. Fortunately, he was on the side of the stage. The lights were dim, and the people around him could not see his expression clearly.
Otherwise, someone would notice that his hands were trembling slightly.
He has participated in three singing competitions.
This time, it was the closest he was to the finals.
This is the first time after the competition rules were changed. For a singer-songwriter like him, it is actually the best opportunity.
After all, no one knows what the next rules will be in four years.
His heart had sunk to the extreme at this moment.
But in his heart, there was still a touch of expectation, or extravagant hope.
He was hoping for this miracle.
Although my musical literacy has told me that tonight, Song Ci's song is better than my own.
Especially when the two songs are sung one after another in the ears of the public, the contrast formed will be extremely strong and tragic.
He silently watched Song Ci bowing to the audience on the stage.
Everyone in the commentary box also stood up and bowed to Song Ci.
Seeing this scene, Liu Xuezhang's lips couldn't help but twitch.
After he finished singing just now, everyone didn't react so calmly.
This song from the Song Dynasty surpasses me by just how much!
Liu Xuezhang's whole body was numb.
Commentary seat.
A professional producer held the microphone and spoke excitedly.
Behind him, the roar of the audience was gradually dying down.
"I dare not say that your song "A Laugh in the Sea" is the best Chinese style today, because you used your strength to hit us hard in the face! Haha!"
The scene suddenly burst into laughter.
Cheng Cheng, the former king of songs, smiled and said: "Song Ci, I would like to call you the style of Hua Guofeng! This song tonight is too unrestrained, too uninhibited, and too arrogant. I seem to have seen a hero, in Huangsha In the sky, riding a horse, holding wine, drinking slowly, and walking in the sunset, I believe that only we Chinese people can understand the romance of this scene!"
Cheng Cheng's words immediately resonated with the audience.
The barrages in the live broadcast room are densely packed.
"Yes, Song Ci is definitely the leader of Hua Guofeng! This style was created by him and carried forward by him. At the same time, this style was also pushed to its peak in his hands!"
"A Song poet who can write the first poem of "Ode to the Moon for a Thousand Years"... can write this song "A Laugh from the Sea", isn't it something that can be easily accomplished! Don't make a fuss about it!"
"Teacher Song Ci, he is truly a god descended from the earth! Now, I especially want to know what he did during those ten years of silence, and how he could evolve into such a terrifying figure!"
Song Ci responded to the reviewer's words easily.
After singing this song, he felt completely refreshed.
He enjoys singing such a song very much.
At this time, Liu Xuezhang was once again invited to the stage.
Song Ci smiled and shook his hand.
Liu Xuezhang's expression was neither salty nor bland.
He already had a prediction about his outcome.
One minute of commercial time passed, and the host did not stop. After all, it was almost ten o'clock in the evening.
In the final result, Song Ci surpassed Liu Xuezhang by nearly 100 million votes and successfully became the last contestant to reach the top four in this year's King of Singing Competition.
Amid the cheers of the audience, Song Ci and Liu Xuezhang hugged.
Liu Xuezhang said in Song Ci's ear: "Congratulations."
After speaking, a faint smile appeared on his face.
But this smile, broadcast through the live broadcast camera, is uglier than a smile no matter how you look at it.
The host handed Liu Xuezhang a microphone, and he took it in his hand. He looked sad and said with emotion: "To be honest, I was very unwilling to fall at the gate of the finals, but I lost to Song Ci, especially him. This song tonight, I think, really should lose."
"Song Ci, then I have a message for you." He glanced at Song Ci, his expression seemed much more natural at this moment, "Since you have defeated me, I hope that you can win the final championship. In this case, When I brag to others, I can also say that I actually lost to the champion. In a sense, I am actually the runner-up!"
Liu Xuezhang's words made everyone laugh.
Song Ci took the microphone and said with a smile: "I'll fight for it, but I don't know. What do you three think?"
As Song Ci spoke, his eyes fell on the three promoted singers on the side of the stage.
Two men and one woman.
The three of them burst out laughing.
The female singer among them waved her hands provocatively at Song Ci, saying something in her mouth.
But because it was a little too noisy now, no one heard what she said clearly.
The staff saw this and quickly handed over the microphone.
Female singer Tong Mengxue took the microphone, stood up, and said with a smile: "Song Ci, just come here, haha!"
The male singer Jiang Tongshu next to her grabbed the microphone and said: "I look forward to you reaching the pinnacle of Chinese style on the stage of the finals!"
These words are a bit murderous and heart-wrenching.
The implication is that no matter how good you are in Song poetry, you can continue to be on the stage of the finals and come up with a piece of Chinese style that surpasses the previous two pieces for the third time, right?
Song Ci smiled at the two people, but stopped answering.
Because at this moment, he was surrounded by cheers from the scene.
No other sounds could be heard.
The first time I participated in the King of Singer Competition, I officially entered the finals. This achievement is already extremely high for Song Ci!
After getting off the stage, Song Ci took the mobile phone from Liao Jie's hand, and directly sent a photo of the scene with high spirits, and added the text: "The sea is full of haha." (End of this chapter)
