This chapter should be eaten with the song, and the flavor will be better
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Click——!
A beam of white light lights up. The first thing that shines is a white piano. Zhao Ziluo, wearing a black suit, is sitting in front of the piano, pressing the keys with both hands.
"Ahhhh——! So handsome! Teacher Kong Fang, come on! Mommy supports you!"
“I don’t want a male mother!! My husband flies bravely, and my love will always be with me!”
"T-this is Teacher Kong Fang going to play the piano himself? Will I be able to see this scene in my lifetime? Is it free?"
"As a senior piano lady, I admit that Teacher Kong Fang's posture is very standard."
"Summoner, only you can hear my voice."
"Are you poisonous?!"
The scene quickly calmed down after a chorus of "Oh!"
Just like the lake before a storm, the sense of expectation is like a giant hand holding everyone's heart tightly.
Everyone knows that tonight, everyone is going to turn it up.
Ding dong... Ding dong... Zhao Ziluo's fingers were flying, and a melodious piano sound sounded - not professional, but enough.
As each note is struck, two lights on the left and right at the back light up.
The snow-white light shines above and forms smoke.
"This smoke..." Zhao Xinmin looked at it solemnly, and then looked at Li Xiancheng in shock: "Could it be..."
Li Xiancheng's eyes burned brightly: "Interesting... He actually used this technology here. He wanted to blow up the field. Young people have great ideas."
Zhulin Tingyu smiled and said: "I suddenly had a hunch that if I let him have the stage alone, the people behind him will regret it."
This is just a shot of the camera. As the piano gradually sounded, the lights behind them all lit up. As the lights illuminated the stage, everyone's eyes widened and their mouths opened wide.
Angel!
Li Chuhan stood on the three-story high platform at the back. The lights on the left and right only illuminated her, making it difficult to see her surroundings.
She wore a white, off-the-shoulder, chest-length dress made entirely of white feathers. The hair was let down casually, and a lily was simply inserted into it.
Amidst the pure white, a diamond necklace with an ancient Chinese style on her chest became a little red in the snow. Surrounded by clouds and mist, she seemed like a fairy walking alone on the top of the clouds.
"This fog...why does it feel like something is wrong?"
Not only the judges, but also the audience noticed it, but didn't think much about it. Only occasionally a few people bring it up.
"It looks illusory, but it feels so real." "Am I dazzled?"
At this moment, Li Chuhan picked up the phone and whispered: "You are the light on the distant road and the fog in the mountains."
"I am a child, walking in your eyes."
Like a sung poem, the penetrating voice complements the piano and soothes everyone's uneasiness.
Leave a place of silence.
At this time, we should close our eyes and listen attentively, but no one can do it. Because as soon as the first word started, from where Li Chuhan stood, it was like a firefly, lighting up all the surrounding places.
The clouds and mist are gentle, the stars are bright, and the moonlight outlines the mountains. A few huts and an old cow can be vaguely seen under the moonlight.
The dawn star lit up, and a middle-aged man in his early thirties with a ravaged face came out. He was wearing a patched military uniform and picked up a little girl. The girl tied her red rope to the man's finger.
Although the stars are bright, they are not as bright as their eyes.
"This picture!" "Fuck! What is this! This... is this a stage?" "Isn't it too exaggerated?! Is this naked-eye 3D?"
So true!
Li Chuhan is not standing in front of the stage singing at this moment, but actually walking into the painting!
"Is this... naked-eye 3D?" Below, Gao Zhanyi gasped and almost stood up.
Is it such a big deal?
"Not only naked-eye 3D, but also holographic projection... These are all cutting-edge technologies. They were used in last year's Spring Festival Gala." Lin Yuxuan's expression was also extremely solemn. They originally thought that Kong Fang just didn't like the stage of the program group, but they didn't expect that the other party would take advantage of it. A big one!
And...the song is great!
Even if there were only two sentences, all Platinum's eyes instantly became serious and they all sat upright.
As if Li Chuhan didn't feel it, he was completely immersed in his own world, and the clear voice of poetry recited again: "You are the bright moon and the breeze. I am the dream you caress about."
"Whether we see you or not, I will embrace you for the rest of my life!"
Her voice was restrained, like an old man remembering the past.
With restraint and melodiousness, these years have been turned into poems, giving time to time and butterflies to Zhuang Zhou.
As the song progresses, the scene changes again.
The girl has grown up, and a group of people wearing old-fashioned warrior uniforms brought folded clothes and a hat. There is also a faded red rope.
The girl cried while holding her clothes.
"And I will love the world you love and the smile you wish for."
"I am holding your hand hobblingly, please take me to tomorrow!"
The penetrating sound shot into everyone's heart like a bullet, and what moved them even more was the scene behind them.
Those pictures turned into black and white, turned into blood, turned into the heroic souls in the battles.
They roared and roared, charging towards the enemies occupying the Chinese land! What greeted them were countless gun barrels spitting out red light.
They saw the girl's father. He held the military flag and rushed forward without hesitation. He fell into the flames without any suspense, but until his death, he held the military flag and never fell.
In his gradually absent-minded eyes, he reflected the distant road and the heavy fog in the mountains and fields that he had not seen for a long time.
So true.
Thanks to the two high-tech technologies, the impact of the entire picture is overwhelming, no less than that of a blockbuster film! The fighting spirit and the smell of blood made everyone's throats choke.
A hundred years ago, China fell into a century of humiliation. This is a scar that no Chinese can forget!
Now, Li Chuhan's singing is like a gentle hand, soothing the wounds in their hearts... No, not them, but those revolutionary ancestors who have not had time to see the peace and prosperity of the country today, brushing away the unwillingness in their hearts.
Love the world you love, and wish you the smile you wish for.
On the picture, the girl grew up rapidly, and pictures with strong historical traces appeared one after another, entering the factory, eating in a big pot, going to the countryside... The girl walked step by step, witnessing the motherland getting stronger step by step. Finally, she stood on the podium, Became a teacher.
That was maybe the fifties and sixties.
The school is still very old and there are no blackboards.
But everyone's eyes are bright.
She raised her head, as if using her own eyes to bring news to those who couldn't see.
"The country and the people are safe and have a safe journey."
