Looking around, there was a dark crowd under the stage.
If you listen to it, your ears will be filled with deafening cheers.
A long lost stage.
A snow-white spotlight shone on the three of them. Zhao Ziluo walked to the microphone and nodded to the band.
Brush...the spotlight goes off.
The fluorescent sticks of various colors below the stage were waved into a sea and gathered into a tide. The feeling of being in charge of everything yourself is intoxicating.
The subtitles behind him began to scroll. After a three-second pause, Zhao Ziluo picked up the bamboo flute.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu It should have brought a full house of applause, but at this moment, someone screamed: "Fuck!!"
Not just one person. Immediately afterwards, the originally orderly sea of glow sticks suddenly became chaotic. Countless fluorescent lights desperately gathered towards the main stage, and exclamations came one after another!
what happened?
Da Lei was startled, and quickly calmed down and started playing music.
Why did the scene suddenly become chaotic... Damn it!
A tone was messed up, because he saw Cao Geyang sitting in the first row also stood up and stared at the big screen in disbelief.
"Track: Mrs. Shexiang."
"Lyrics written by: Kong Fang."
"Composer: Kong Fang."
"Arranged by: Kong Fang."
"Singing: Changqi Group."
Kong Fang, the August music champion and a near-gold writer at the beginning, came to Hongjiang!
"Kong Fang? New song?" Cao Geyang almost couldn't believe his eyes.
"He came to Hongjiang Music Festival?"
She gritted her teeth with hatred when she mentioned this name. At the same time, he was also jealous of Li Chuhan and separated from the geological wall.
This person who stepped on me and left me with no desire to resist is here... But you are too ungrateful!
Who are you, and why did you come to my place to kill me?
"Quick! Contact the company's composition department! Tell them that Teacher Kong Fang is here!" She quickly turned her head and said to the agent beside her.
The agent reacted faster than she did. When the word "Kong Fang" appeared, he had already started dialing the phone.
Everyone saw it.
The college students who originally had the idea of fighting suddenly stopped. However, instead of getting angry, they shook the light sticks even harder. Even the singers who were waiting backstage couldn't help but rush to the stage at this moment, looking towards the stage with red eyes.
A new god has arrived!
"Is it really Teacher Kong Fang?" "Of course! The ID is unique! I'm really fucked! How come Teacher Kong is here!"
"I don't care, it's so exciting to hear Teacher Kong's new song!" "Stop talking! Listen carefully! Teacher Kong is my idol now!"
In another corner of the park, a group of people's eyes widened.
"Teacher Kong Fang's song?!" A boy with a round head almost dropped his eyes: "He... isn't he that person on the train? How come there is Teacher Kong Fang's song!"
The flaxen-haired girl also opened her mouth wide, with disbelief on her face: "He is from the Changqi group? This, this is so lucky! He can sing Teacher Kong Fang's songs before he debuted?"
On the stage, Zhao Ziluo ignored it and continued to play the bamboo flute.
But I already cursed in my heart.
Is it because dad is not good at bragging?
Isn’t it because the bamboo flute doesn’t smell good?
neither!
It’s the evil thieves from Kong Fang who are plundering faith! Trying to become a god with incense!
Oh...I am Kong Fang?
That's okay.
The noise lasted for more than ten seconds, and the audience immediately fell silent.
Teacher Kong Fang’s new song, anyone who dares to make noise will be forked and beaten to death!
Zhao Ziluo, the strongest newcomer in the history of Chinese pop music, may not yet know how popular he is. In fact, let alone independent musicians. Even in several major music academies, many students regard him as a role model.
An example of success in one step.
Lin Dong suppressed his racing heart and picked up the phone.
"On the Luojia River, cliffs face to face, Weining grass and sea buckwheat flowers are in full bloom."
"Whoever hangs the moon in the sky to shine so brightly that whatever he wants to say will flow into the sea and flow into the sea."
"Woo woo woo..." After the last word fell, the bamboo flute with a national atmosphere sounded again.
It's melodious, a little sad, and has a kind of quiet magic. It's like seeing a clear spring under the moon, with a young girl wearing ethnic minority clothing and yellow appliqués on the water.
The sky is beautiful, the people are beautiful, and the sound is even more beautiful.
An ethereal song!
"This evil barrier is still so strong! What on earth is this musical instrument? It's amazing to join!" In the audience, Cao Geyang took a deep breath, not daring to have any thoughts in his mind. Listen carefully to every line of Mrs. Shexiang's song.
"The lyrics are really awesome...the music is not bad, and the beauty alone is not amazing...but there seems to be no song by this old thief that is amazing at the beginning. His songs are typically easy to learn but difficult to master. They sound simple, but the more you listen, the better they get. It’s not easy! Until the chorus is amazing!”
It's like a eloquent poem.
A very ordinary beginning.
Then, the more and more beautiful lyrics and music are used as needlework to lay the bones of the song.
When all the emotions are in place, the chorus will destroy all the adjectives in people's minds, leaving only the word "amazing".
Forget it... don't think about this anymore, it's more important to listen to the music... How did he come up with the idea of adding the sound of the bamboo flute? The picture was instantly sublimated!
Doesn’t his brain belong to China?
Along with the bamboo flute, the fluorescent sticks in the audience once again waved the rhythm, and everyone was so intoxicated.
sounds amazing.
Simple musical instruments and simple beauty inject soul into this picture under the moon.
Popularity and nationality are perfectly combined at this moment.
But the power of Mrs. Shexiang is far more than that!
Norbu Dolma picked up the microphone and said: "Over the rolling mountains, across the endless sea."
"If the expectation is still there, the spring will always be warm enough for the flowers to bloom."
"Please stay quietly and let the dream sweep away this dust."
"The fragrance floats outside the book compartment, playing beautiful sounds of nature~~"
As the subtitles rolled across the curtain, many lyricists in the audience went bald.
What the hell... what kind of god-level lyrics?
How can it be paired with such a good tune?
At this point, Mrs. Shexiang has already lifted up her long skirt, and the transition is perfect but has a sudden peak. If the melody at the beginning is good, it is already beautiful here!
Woo hoo hoo... the bamboo flute sounded again, a perfect transition. It did not enter the chorus, but entered the second section of the same melody.
This song is really beautiful with beautiful lyrics and there is no need to rush into the chorus. Instead, you need to savor it carefully and read the picture in the song.
And as the number of Norbu Dolma's lyrics increases, the unique singing voice becomes more and more attractive to the ears. Even Cao Geyang couldn't help but touch his arm: "This woman... her voice is absolutely amazing!"
"It's textured, but very penetrating, and at the same time has a clear national style... As long as she finds a song that suits her, it will definitely not be a problem for him to enter the front line!"
The vocal range is also very wide!
Lin Dong: "Before the third watch passes, Mrs. Shexiang will return after the full moon."
"She painted the sun in her heart, making the dark night bright and bright."
Zhao Ziluo: Woo hoo hoo...
Norbu Dolma: "Across the rolling mountains, across the endless sea."
"If the expectation is still there, the spring will always be warm enough for the flowers to bloom."
"Please stay quietly and let the dream sweep away this dust."
"The fragrance floats outside the book compartment, playing beautiful sounds of nature——!"
