Dongfang Xue's singing fell, and the fans cheered wildly at the concert.
After she finished singing, she did not leave as usual, but stayed where she was, and solemnly introduced a singer who was about to appear.
The audience at the concert was very surprised.
Because usually the singers who come to help boxing are announced directly by the staff.
Dongfang Xue usually leaves after singing, like a gust of wind.
Now, she stayed here to introduce that person on purpose, which is very abnormal.
Almost all the audience were full of curiosity, curious about what kind of singer Dongfang Xue could introduce in person.
Then, from Dongfang Xue's words, the audience had the most intuitive impression of the upcoming singer.
He is a new singer, he has great potential!
The song he is about to sing will surprise all audiences!
Dongfang Xue left the stage. She handed the microphone to An Lin, looked at him with encouraging eyes, and said softly, "Come on!"
An Lin nodded with a smile, and then walked to the center of the stage.
As soon as he came out, there was a burst of warm cheers at the scene.
If you don't stand here in person, you can't appreciate how shocking the cheers are.
The 80,000 spectators cheered in unison, which made his heart surge.
The burning eyes of the 80,000 spectators made him extremely nervous.
The white fluorescent sticks dance rhythmically, like a vast expanse of ice and snow, and like an endless white ocean, which is extremely spectacular.
It was the first time for An Lin to experience such a big scene. Only then did he know what it was like to stand on the stage in front of 80,000 spectators.
"Hi everyone, my name is An Lin."
"Next, the song I'm going to sing is called Dao Zang."
An Lin looked at the white ocean ahead, calmed his mind, and spoke slowly.
As soon as this remark came out, it immediately caused a huge commotion in the audience.
"Oh my god, did I hear correctly, this singer actually wants to sing a cappella at Xuexue's concert?"
"Is this the surprise that Xuexue said she wanted to give us? Could it be a shock?"
"Who is An Lin? Is there such a singer in Huaguo?"
"I'm still more concerned about what kind of song "Taoist Cang" is. Is the content about that Taoist classic..."
"I'd like to see what that man can sing a cappella."
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Not only did the audience at the concert talk a lot, even Dongfang Xue, who had been paying attention to An Lin behind the scenes, was taken aback.
How could An Lin choose a song he had never heard before, and sing it a cappella... What the hell is going on!
"Sister Liu, what's going on here?" Dongfang Xueliu frowned and said in a cold voice.
Sister Liu was also full of embarrassment at this time, and immediately replied:
"This is strongly requested by Mr. An Lin, he said that he can hold the audience..."
"A cappella can also hold the audience?" Dongfang Xue looked at the figure in front of the stage with a worried look in her eyes.
This is not a campus singer competition, but a concert with 80,000 spectators. Can it really be such a joke
At this time, An Lin was standing on the stage.
He ignored the endless discussion in the auditorium, adjusted his breathing, and then spoke slowly:
"Xu Ji keeps quiet, all things work together, all things return to their roots, everyone is enjoying a prison like a spring, and I am alone, and the unborn baby is like a baby..."
The clear and slightly magnetic voice rang out, wafting through the entire concert.
An Lin started to sing, and all the 80,000 spectators heard his singing.
Just like that, there were a total of 80,000 spectators at the concert, all of whom were stunned...
"My God, what the hell is he singing, I can't understand a word of it..."
"Well, you're not alone!"
"I feel like I'm listening to a book from heaven, is this the lyrics?"
At this time, some more knowledgeable viewers exclaimed:
"I can understand the lyrics, it really comes from the words in "Dao Zang"!"
As soon as An Lin started, the audience became lively, and there were constant discussions.
It's not that they are of poor quality and don't respect singers...
But this song is really amazing, with too many slots!
But, when they hear those lyrics, when they experience that melody.
For some reason, their hearts slowly began to calm down.
"Hey, this melody feels pretty good."
"Shh... don't make noise, don't disturb me listening to music!"
"..."
Accompanied by the extremely beautiful melody, the singing voice fluttered throughout the venue.
Although many people couldn't understand what An Lin was singing, every syllable and every note seemed to flow in their hearts, bringing them a special sense of artistic conception.
The concert started to get quiet, and people stopped talking.
The only thing present in the arena was An Lin's beautiful singing voice.
However, at this moment, the sound of the piano suddenly sounded.
It is like a mountain spring meandering from a deep valley, perfectly integrated into An Lin's singing, bringing the live music into a higher artistic conception.
An Lin looked towards a part of the stage where a woman in white was playing the guqin.
The beautiful and flexible sound of the piano flowed out from her fingers.
It seems to flow through the heart like silk, soft and quiet, comfortable and comfortable.
This is exactly the sound of Daozang, the accompaniment that belongs to Anlin.
The woman winked playfully at An Lin.
An Lin was slightly taken aback.
The beautiful woman in white in front of her is Xu Xiaolan.
Like a tacit understanding, the two looked at each other and smiled.
The singing and piano sounded again.
The sound flowing from the fingertips is like a butterfly seeking Tao, fluttering its agile wings, flying between lives.
The clear and melodious voice contains a thousand words, endless, but it is searching up and down, flowing between the annual rings.
It is impossible to describe what kind of melody this is, it is extremely beautiful, it is not like a song in the world.
Its sound hits the ears, constantly washing the hearts of 80,000 viewers.
Not only the audience on the field were intoxicated by it, even Dongfang Xue and Tian Lingling behind the scenes were also intoxicated by it.
I don't know how long it took before the last sound ended.
The singing voice slowly fell, and finally drifted away with the wind and disappeared.
Like a butterfly flying away, and like the end of the journey of seeking Tao, it finally ends slowly.
When the song ends, the lingering sound continues.
Tens of thousands of viewers have not recovered for a long time, and are still intoxicated by the previous artistic conception.
An Lin and Xu Xiaolan held hands, bowed slightly to the tens of thousands of spectators at the concert.
"Papa papa..."
I don't know who it was, but suddenly applauded.
Immediately afterwards, the audience put down the light sticks in their hands one after another and began to applaud.
No glow sticks waving, no cheering.
Everyone seems to have a tacit understanding.
I don't want to use light sticks and cheers to destroy the remaining artistic conception.
Everyone used the purest way to express their feelings.
All of a sudden, the entire concert site, applause resounded through the sky!
(end of this chapter)