Chapter 179 Forget it, destroy it(1/2)
Author: Yuan Le
The song is so good, it feels like a waste.
But if it's too bad, it's a waste of the stage.
In his previous life, among the Chinese-style songs, Zhang Sheng's favorite was undoubtedly "Blue and White Porcelain".
In his opinion, this song is the pinnacle of this style.
But apart from this song, are there no other good songs?
Apparently there are.
And quite a few.
Zhang Sheng came on stage and nodded to the band.
Music starts.
The resentful and lingering sound of the piano is like crying and complaining, like an ancient style that has traveled through time and space.
At this time, Zhang Sheng spoke.
"The sound of prosperity escapes into the empty door and disturbs the world. The dream is cold and the love and debts in your life are many. If you default to life and death, you will wait for the rings of the year."
As soon as Zhang Sheng opened his mouth, a desolate scene hit his face, making people's hearts slowly tighten.
Broken walls, old trees in the cold rain, and lonely figures, waiting for someone to return.
The scene was quiet, as if everyone had entered the scene of this song.
In front of them, horses' hooves were rolling, armies were fighting, and behind them there were beauties worried.
In the blink of an eye, right and wrong, success and failure turned into nothing, everything became a passing cloud, leaving only a piece of care that was constantly being cut and sorted out, floating between the long world and the earth, turning into a sigh.
The beauty shed tears like rain, and finally died.
When he came back after all the hardships, the empty city gates were mottled and cold rain fell, which was very desolate.
Those who wait never get what they want.
This regret is very sad.
"The rain is falling in my old hometown. The vegetation is deep. I heard that you are always alone. The mottled city gate is entangled with the roots of old trees. What echoes on the stone slabs is "wait a little longer."
There are many pagodas, which suddenly become empty; the flash of swords and shadows, the vicissitudes of the sea. The mottled city gate, the horizontally blowing reed flute, the lonely waiting figure
After singing "Fireworks Easily Cold", the scene became a little quiet, as if everyone was still immersed in the artistic conception of the song.
Many viewers still had tears on their faces.
This song touched a vulnerable point deep in their hearts.
Maybe they are also waiting for someone in their hearts.
And they also know that they may never wait.
"Maybe he is also waiting for someone. I don't know what the outcome will be."
Han Qing sighed and said.
who is he?
Who is waiting for?
Everyone present could guess it.
In another rest room, Yu Xiaoyu stared at the TV screen in a daze.
This song.
Fireworks are easy to get cold and people are easy to separate.
There are many versions of this song, the most famous are undoubtedly Jay Chou's original version and Lin Zhixuan's version.
In the original version, Jay Chou's hoarse and low voice seems to have seen through the world of mortals and the desolation of the world, and he is already in despair.
However, Lin Zhixuan's version was slowed down, deliberately amplifying the tragedy. His voice was high-pitched, word for word, and he complained loudly about the pain of helpless separation, obviously not yet desperate.
Zhang Sheng chose the original version.
Perhaps due to preconceptions, he prefers this version.
Waiting in life and death is a hopeless and hopeless wait where reunion is impossible.
"This is an amplification move!"
Zhou Haixiang showed a somewhat bitter smile.
He also prepared a new song.
And it is a new song of very high quality.
He wanted to make a splash.
But who would have thought that Zhang Sheng would unleash such a big move.
It’s another Chinese-style song, and the quality is absolutely high.
The only thing he is lucky about is that his song style is different from his.
Otherwise, it’s still nothing!
Han Jianxin came on stage and sang his own songs.
The song is good, but its popularity is low.
Many people have never heard of it at all.
Then Han Qing came on stage.
"Teacher Zhang, from the look of you, you seem to know what song Teacher Han will sing?"
Yu Xiaoyu looked at Zhang Sheng and couldn't help but ask.
"I know!" Zhang Sheng said, "Not many of her songs can be sung."
"Is it?"
When Yu Xiaoyu heard this, he smiled, full of expectation.
Zhang Sheng said this several times in the program.
Every time someone said he was arrogant, but as soon as the song came out, those people fell silent instantly.
What he said was not arrogance, but seeking truth from facts.
This time, it's obviously the same.
At this time, the prelude began to sound, just like a thin river left on the continuous mountains, making people feel quiet in their hearts.
Han Qing held up the microphone and spoke.
"Who brought the ancient call
Who left behind thousands of years of prayer?
Could it be that there are still wordless songs?
It’s still the attachment that can’t be forgotten for a long time——”
The high-pitched sound seemed to wrap around the Qionglou Yuyu, and everyone's scalp went numb when they heard it.
Yu Xiaoyu was shocked.
Even Zhen Lin is like this.
She can also sing high notes and has shown off several times on the "Singer" stage.
And this song.
It’s not just the pitch!
Han Qing's singing style is completely different from popular singing style. Although it is a popular song, it doesn't seem popular at all!
Let’s not talk about the singing method and vocals. Just this song, but the lyrics and melody are already refreshing. It has a completely different temperament from many popular songs on the market.
Zhen Lin finally understood why Han Qing came to the stage of "Singer" in the first place to compete with some junior celebrities and fools like her.
One song "Heavenly Road" and one song "Qinghai-Tibet Plateau".
She, Han Qing, couldn't refuse.
Perhaps no female singer can refuse.
Unless I can't sing.
"Oh~~~
I saw mountains and rivers
One after another, mountains and rivers are connected
Yalasuo - that's the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau..."
To be continued...