The deep and transparent voice passed through the stereo, and the thoughts were caught off guard, which made people tremble unknowingly, and their hearts thumped.
The natural magnetism seems to be hidden in every ending, and it is urged to the extreme by the tune. Even the simple articulation of words is as gentle as a breeze blowing across the bottom of a lake, rippling a pool of spring waves.
The auditorium fell silent, even breathing slowly.
In the corner, Su Shi held the flute in his hand, the light reflected in his eyes, showing a little smile.
At his insistence, the program team weakened the sound repair, and the most authentic texture of Liang Xuanyi's voice came out through the speakers. The sandy edges passed over the eardrums, and also passed over the heart, and quietly landed in the most tired and sad corner .
Freedom belongs to others, growth belongs to oneself. The audience has just been brought to that carefree boyhood by He Yuanwei, and has just returned to reality from memories. After the carnival, it is the time when they are most likely to feel lonely.
The pace of life is getting faster and faster, and the pressure of life is getting bigger and bigger. The reality is cold and life is boring. Liang Xuanyi's voice is naturally suitable for healing and shaking people's hearts.
No matter how you treat yourself, you have to let the audience experience it.
Under the beam of light, the young man's brows were calm and handsome, his eyes were slightly lowered, and every word and every word hit the heart's apex.
The melody became deeper and softer, as soft as if it wanted to expose the last barrier in my heart, revealing all the depression and unwillingness buried in my heart. People could hardly help frowning slightly, but Liang Xuanyi's voice changed again.
The difficult voice was dim and hoarse, so deep that it seemed to be ringing in the ears, making people almost unable to help jumping up.
"Prison of silence, shackles of silence, do you know that I am a bird, and even if I lose all my feathers, I will also fly into the sky..."
The sound of the flute suddenly sounded.
The crisp flute sound steadily stopped the piano accompaniment, Liang Xuanyi turned around, and the chasing light fell on the young man, who was always empty. The simple white shirt was almost glowing.
Gong Zhengyu seemed to be aware of it, and raised his eyes to look at him, his eyebrows and eyes curved slightly.
He stared fixedly at the figure standing under the light, so his eyes and heart were filled with only one person, his chest was pounding, and the gloom was broken by the bright light.
The piano followed, and everything was back on track. The intense tune is particularly turbulent after a short period of depression, sharp and bright, rampant, and the sound of the flute rushes from left to right, and suddenly goes straight to the sky.
"May my eyes be clean, and let me be in the corners of the world. Do you know that I am a bird, that I am willing to give you wings, and make a prison with you."
The hand holding the flute suddenly trembled, Su Shi's chest was still heaving violently, his breathing was slightly stagnant, and he suddenly raised his head.
Liang Xuanyi changed the words.
Intense and deep emotions spewed out. Liang Xuanyi grew up practicing vocals since he was a child. The range of his voice is comparable to that of many professional singers. .
His heart was beating violently, and his vision was inexplicably blurred. Su Shi twitched the corners of his lips and sighed helplessly.
There are more and more patterns.
The bright tune was unforgettable. When Liang Xuanyi sang the second verse, some audience members couldn't help but hum along softly.
The layer upon layer of melody seems to have made up its mind to give no room for breathing, and the clear and high-pitched voice opened up a brilliant sea of light. The audience became more and more eager, and finally couldn't help it anymore, and cheered fiercely.
The treble without any flaws stopped steadily, and the melody returned to gentleness, gently soothing the beating heart.
The slightly hoarse low voice hummed softly, and the ending faded away.
The audience was silent.
Liang Xuanyi turned back with a smile, stretched out his hand towards Su Shi, and waited for him to walk to the front of the stage together.
After a short period of silence, there was a sudden loud applause.
The young man beside him still seemed unable to fully adapt to the stage, his hand holding the flute was cold, Liang Xuanyi turned his eyes with concern, but only greeted with a warm smile that was all right.
The light was reflected in the gentle black eyes, Liang Xuanyi clenched his hand, bowed to the audience, the applause was still thunderous.
He Yuanwei stood under the stage, his face was so dark that water was almost dripping from his face.
"Freedom to Grow" brought back the memories of a generation. Although He Yuanwei has been plagued by negative news recently, it still hasn't dampened people's enthusiasm for this song. But "Flying Bird" also completely conquered the audience with its amazing arrangement and Liang Xuanyi's solid foundation. Many people even watched the live broadcast and began to look for the download version of this song everywhere.
"Why is there no result yet, has the company replied?!"
The rehearsals of the previous few times had obviously sent people to check the spots, and Liang Xuanyi's song simply didn't have such an amazing start and transition at today's scene. He Yuanwei was so agitated that he could hardly stand still, walking quickly back and forth, waiting for the result distractedly.
"Brother Yuan, the company said that there will be no problems. Although they performed exceptionally well, we are prepared."
He Dong hurriedly handed him the thermos, followed him, and lowered his voice: "This kind of program is not completely transparent. If the number of votes for two songs is similar, or if they are lucky enough to get higher votes, there will be no difference at all. Someone will find out…”
Of course he knew the inside story of these programs in his heart, but he couldn't ask him to just say it out loud. He Yuanwei gave him a hard look, and He Dong immediately shut his mouth tightly, lowering his head and not daring to speak casually.
There was lively conversation in the background, apparently those two people had left the stage.
Unexpectedly, this nerd who only knows how to play the piano would dare to use tricks against him. He Yuanwei stopped him, his eyes showing a little bit of undisguised coldness.
Liang Xuanyi's expression was calm, he firmly protected Su Shi behind him, and looked at the person who suddenly jumped out to block the way: "Mr. He, what's the matter?"
"You sang well today, congratulations."
He was already very angry, but He Yuanwei still had a decent smile on his face, looked at him and said unhurriedly: "The song I sang today is the proud work of your father, and it is more or less a tribute to your love. Even if you win, it's still a bit invincible... "
"My father has many works, and this is just one of them. If everyone is not allowed to use my father's songs to compare with me, I will probably be able to win the championship directly."
Liang Xuanyi smiled, with a calm and indifferent tone, took the water handed over by the staff, thanked him warmly, and handed it to Su Shi beside him.
He Yuanwei was so choked that he could hardly speak, his eyes almost showed anger, before he could speak, the unhurried old voice of the music director came from behind him.
"Kai Ji has quite a few songs. Your song is very famous and widely spread. But if you want to say how proud he is of this song, it can't be called it."
He always firmly believed that Liang Kaiji used this song to aspire to the status of the godfather of pop music. He Yuanwei turned around in astonishment when he heard the voice behind him suddenly.
""Growing Freely" is not difficult to sing, so it is widely sung, but the evaluation in the circle is only mediocre, and many people have even turned it into a salivary song-people say that this song is Liang Kaiji's proud work, in fact He has been very annoying for a long time, if you choose this song, the professional review score will not be too high."
"But-"
He Yuanwei turned around in astonishment, looked at the leisurely music director, his face almost flushed red: "Isn't a good song the most important thing? So many people who can sing it, it means it is already a good song!"
"According to this theory, as long as you go to a certain square to learn a song and come back, the show doesn't have to go on."
The music director chuckled and waved his hand casually: "Besides, you sang with the audience at the end, which also speeded up your tempo invisibly, and there were a few off-beats and missed beats. The votes of the audience outside the venue were based on the pure audio version Come here, your grades probably won't be too high, it's better to make some mental preparations in advance."
A chill suddenly spread all over his body, He Yuanwei stood there in a daze, his hands and feet were almost numb.
At the beginning of his song selection, the program team should have reminded him of these problems in advance, instead of lightly telling him after he finished singing, and even asking him to prepare for things that would not be good.
The votes of the audience have a lot to do with the appearance. The audience listens in order, and the songs that come later are more likely to leave an impression.
Liang Xuanyi was not only the last, but also the only singer who didn't use stage art, and only used fixed-point chasing lights from the beginning to the end. Under the background of the gorgeous light and shadow of the whole stage, it will make people's impression very deep.
He abandoned the adaptation and difficulty, and almost directly used the original tune, just to make the audience feel familiar, so as to severely suppress Liang Xuanyi who appeared later.
But now it seems that not only was the other party not suppressed by him, but he took advantage of the situation to make the audience sigh and sigh in the past and reality, hitting people's hearts with one stroke, even when he was in the background, he didn't feel his heart burning and scalp numb.
The true charm of music is equal to everyone.
If the scores of the two are similar, Tianyu will naturally take action to stabilize the victory for him, but if the difference between the scores of the two is too high, the most likely thing the company will do is to completely abandon him, or even use him as a new opportunity for the Liang family and his son. Olive branch thrown.
He has already fought his last battle. If he loses this game again, he may never have a chance to make a comeback in this life.
The review team had gathered together to discuss the results in a low voice, and glanced at him in astonishment from time to time. The lowered voice drifted over intermittently, and the words "fifth" and "evenly divided" were particularly harsh.
Liang Xuanyi had already left the backstage with Gong Zhengyu, and was about to go to the lounge for rest and to wait for the end of the recording.
The staff politely stepped forward to clear the venue, but He Yuanwei didn't seem to have heard of it, so He Dong had no choice but to bite the bullet and drag them out.
He Yuanwei stepped forward numbly, full of panic and unwillingness, looking at the two people walking in front, his eyes gradually filled with cold hatred.
When the final results came out, He Yuanwei and another veteran rock singer tied for fifth place. Liang Xuanyi, as a kick-off singer, unsurprisingly secured the first place with a stunning start and successfully advanced to the next round of competition.
When one more person comes, there are two who have to leave. The seventh place has already been eliminated. It is reasonable that He Yuanwei and that veteran singer should compete on the same stage again, but he directly chose to forfeit the match and left the studio hall before the awards were presented.
Tianyu will not support a celebrity without a bottom line. He has already been criticized on the Internet. For the company's sake, "Superstar" will tolerate him continuing to participate, but He Yuanwei's disastrous defeat this time has already put the The attitude of the program group is undoubtedly revealed.
If he left without understanding, every next match would be such an extremely embarrassing defeat.
He Dong didn't dare to make a sound at all, and started the car on fire in a panic, before stepping on the accelerator, He Yuanwei had already put down the cigarette between his fingers: "I heard that Gong Zhengyu is willing to accept your five hundred thousand because He wants to see a child?"
"Yes, I heard that it is one of his patients. The child was beaten to death by domestic violence. He is in a hurry to ask for money to save his life."
Hearing his voice seemed to be without anger, He Dong nodded again and again: "He has a strange temper, he refuses to reveal the name of the child, and he refuses to seek help from the media, as if he is afraid that the child will leave a shadow in the future. …”
He Yuanwei nodded casually, and stubbed out the cigarette butt: "What do you say on the Internet?"
He Dong didn't expect the other party to pay attention to this kind of thing. He Dong was taken aback, and then said truthfully: "On the Internet, I also found it strange that he would suddenly be willing to admit and apologize. Some people said that he was threatened, and some said that the court would judge him sooner or later. Why don't you say it earlier. I thought I wouldn't be able to make a name for him, and I've been suppressing this matter—"
"What are you doing under pressure? Since he is willing to be a good person, let him be the end, and see what happens to a good person."
A bloody haze flashed in his eyes, He Yuanwei raised the corner of his mouth, and his tone became gloomy: "Anyway, I'm ruined, so I'll have fun with him. I'd like to see what Liang Xuanyi can do with the infamy that Michael can't avoid." protect him..."
He Dong shivered suddenly, and some creeps suddenly appeared on his back. He met those eyes that were almost frighteningly cold, but he didn't dare to say more, he just responded in a low voice.
The car finally started and sped off into the night.
The studio hall was still full of unconscious cheers. Gong Zhengyu was unable to leave when he arrived. He was detained by the professional judges who had already been looking forward to it. They coaxed and persuaded him to send him to the piano. Play that nameless piece again.
Liang Xuanyi was standing by the piano, meeting the young man's silent plea for help, he couldn't help but frowned, and gently rubbed his hair: "If you want to play, you can play, if you don't want to play, let's go home. My dad was in a hurry that day. Looking for me, just want to buy this song for five million, I haven't had time to talk to you yet."
"...500,000, we won't buy it, as long as you record a premium version!"
The music director was so angry with this brat that he gritted his teeth, gave a number, and stared at the young man who was pressed on the piano bench with his hands.
With a price of 500,000 yuan, as long as no first-line stars are invited, the rest of the cafes are actually almost enough. But Gong Zhengyu is almost the representative of the current traffic. If the program group can get the exclusive version of his piano piece, it is not difficult to imagine how crazy the netizens will be.
Liang Xuanyi coughed lightly, couldn't help the smile in his eyes, and his gaze fell softly on the young man: "Want to play? If you get tired, we'll go back—"
Before he finished speaking, the music director rushed over to cover his mouth viciously, and forced him into the seat on the sidelines.
Gong Zhengyu was taken aback, and when he came back to his senses, there was a clear smile in his eyes, his brows and eyes curved into beautiful soft arcs, and his moist eyes still fell on Liang Xuanyi.
Silently comprehending the other party's meaning, Liang Xuanyi stood up with a smile, walked to the other side of the seat, made sure that he could see him, and then sat down again.
The brisk piano music sounded, and the audience who had been arranged to leave the venue suddenly stopped in their tracks.
Warm sunshine, golden feathers, soft and white clouds, the wind chasing across the field, occasionally lifting a leaf to search for the tiny spots cast by the sun.
The squirrel jumped down lightly from the branch, and the dew was shaken off, dripping on the tip of the rabbit's ear, and then burrowed into the hole, poked its head out again, and gathered a few ignorant snowballs into it.
The spring water is flowing, clear and dust-free, and the fish are playing non-stop, and suddenly get into the cracks in the stones.
Soft and warm smiles gradually appeared in people's eyes.
Su Shi closed his eyes, and the emotions in his heart were suppressed to the limit, causing warmth and light to fill his mind.
There was no definite pattern to this piece of music, even if he was asked to play it twice, he might not be able to play exactly the same score, but the mood must be the same when playing.
The ability to "hit the target 100%" will completely reflect all his emotions and directly transmit them to the hearts of the audience. So even if he accidentally brought out a little haze, it would affect the emotions of others.
He actually knew that he was not in the right state these days. Liang Xuanyi was even more nervous than him. Several times when he woke up in the middle of the night, he would find that his wrist was being held in the opponent's hand, and his fingertips rested on the veins of the wrist. Always checking my pulse.
Depression is a normal disease, like asthma, always dormant in the body. It has nothing to do with the host's own will, nor does it mean that as long as you adjust your mentality and live actively, you will be able to recover smoothly, and then you will be the same as a normal person.
Su Shi knew his situation well, so he was even more unwilling to make the other party worry too much about him.
I have to say that although such a task is a bit difficult, it is very useful for the improvement of the host itself. These days, he has become accustomed to covering up and suppressing those emotions, even when playing the piano, he will not reveal them a little bit.
With such confidence, the pot in the next world can probably be thrown away more slowly.
At the end of the song, everyone was completely relaxed, their bodies and minds were brisk, and a smile appeared on their faces.
Su Shi heaved a sigh of relief, and then he regained his composure, when suddenly applause came from the audience.
When the piano was played, most of the audience had already dispersed, but the rest refused to leave. Everyone instinctively held their breath and waited silently until the end of the piece, and finally showed sincere applause without reservation.
The chasing light came down at the right time, and the young man in front of the piano was stunned for a moment. He stood up while leaning on the edge of the piano, and bowed deeply to the audience.
…
The news that Gong Zhengyu reproduced the unnamed qin song on the scene of "Superstar" spread quickly on the Internet.
Video equipment is not allowed to be carried on the program recording site, and can only be relayed through the words of lucky viewers. But precisely because there were only texts, those who stayed in the venue were almost overjoyed. Netizens who failed to go to the venue and many viewers who left the venue early were already beating their chests with regret. It's a post to show off.
[Don't listen or listen to bastard chanting sutras! ! QAQ scene ah scene! Did you collectively save the world in your previous life?]
[Jealousy makes me factorize_(:з」∠)_I have deeply doubted the efficacy of this song! Didn't you agree to cleanse people's hearts and persuade evil to do good? Do you know what you are doing? ! You are mad at people! !]
[I beg the father of the program group to release a pure version! I know you must be planning to release a pure version, right! If the exclusive version is released, all future votes can be voted for Liang Xuanyi!]
[Where is the upstairs position? ? ? Hao Ge's fans are here with their knives in hand! But if the pure enjoyment version can really be released, what standpoint... Liang Xuanyi sings really well (つД')]
[The lucky audience at the scene is so happy o(*￣︶￣*)o My only feeling now is that I regret that I didn’t learn Chinese well, and I can only say one sentence after searching my stomach.]
[Those who want to cry are counted as me Q^Q It's so strange, it's obviously such a beautiful and warm piano piece, but when I think about what my little brother has gone through, I suddenly feel sad. Can he hear the tune he plays? So what happened in the first place, did no one really give an explanation?]
[Stop talking! Please stop talking! Those who didn't go to the scene were all told by you that they wanted to cry Σ(っ°Д °;)っI haven't listened to the song yet, so crying again wouldn't be a big loss!]
[I don't know why, when I saw Gong Zhengyu bowing to the audience, tears suddenly rolled in my eyes. Is he really happy?]
The author has something to say:
Su Shi: I'm so happy! Can be happy! ! (つДQ)
#Have a pot to be happier#
#Ideal is to lose slowly#