A lonely brave man, I become the king of music

Wu Qixian is like this now, feeling uncomfortable all day long.

The light gradually changed from bright white to pale yellow. After the two staff members carried the electric guqin to the table behind the stage and put it down, they quickly ran off the stage again.

The guessing group and the audience looked at the metallic electric guqin with doubts on their faces.

Reba turned her head with one hand on her chin and asked, "This is Guqin, right? Why does it look so strange?"

Both she and Zhao Xiaogu made their debut as actors, and they didn't know much about music. The main reason they were invited to join the guessing group was to help guess cross-border contestants from the film and television industry.

This question really stopped Lao Xue, Da Changwei and others, they didn't know what this thing was, and the scene was very embarrassing for a while.

The shape is indeed the same as that of a Guqin, but there are strings similar to Erhu placed on the far side of the table.

The audience chattered and began to discuss.

"I'm sure it's indeed a guqin, but the appearance is too strange, isn't it?"

"The strings of the erhu are placed next to it. Is it possible that you don't have to play it by hand, but use this thing to pull it?"

"I don't understand. I feel that my brain capacity is not enough."

"I found that Wu Xia would bring some weird instruments every time he performed."

The professional singers of the guessing group couldn't tell why, Jiang Yuhen, an old senior sitting next to Teacher Wu, said.

"The musical instrument should be called the electric guqin. After the rise of electronic music, a group of people specialized in innovation of traditional musical instruments."

"The electric guqin was born at that time, but the tone is very peculiar, and no one uses it for music on weekdays."

Now even Da Changwei and others became interested: "Mr. Jiang, where is this thing usually used?"

Jiang Yuhen didn't give a shit and explained: "The soundtrack of a horror movie, using strings to play the electric guqin and a built-in synthesizer, will make a very eerie creaking sound."

Old Xue joked: "Wu Xia is really unique, playing a musical instrument is like playing with the underworld."

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Xiaogu and Reba gave them a hard look: "Don't talk about Wuxia like that, if you talk nonsense, I'll beat you!"

"Mr. Wuxia must have his ideas and reasons for using this instrument, and we believe him."

"Hmph~ That's right, we believe him!"

Li Mushang and the girl from the flower house took the microphone and stepped onto the stage from the left and right aisles. The lights shone and applause rang out.

He leaned forward slightly and bowed to express his gratitude, and the whole new stage was displayed in front of his eyes.

The venue is much bigger, not to mention it really feels like a concert.

The appearance of the audience could not be seen clearly at all, but the cheers were deafening and could be heard clearly.

The girl in the flower room has a very distinctive outfit. Her lower body is a rustic floral skirt, while her upper body is matched with a small light blue suit.

Two completely different clothes, but they give people a new feeling when worn together, which also confirms the saying that the extreme soil is trendy.

Go to the designated position in a regular manner, put the microphone into the microphone stand, close your eyes gently and adjust your breath, waiting for the beginning of the song.

Li Mushang's seat was at the front side, and the electric guqin was placed in front of him. He also used the microphone stand.

Uncle Mu Yang and Lao Yang were sitting behind them. Although the seats were at the back, they were in the middle.

Li Mushang is clearly taking care of these two behind-the-scenes musicians, and wants them to show their faces more.

Uncle Mu Yang's erhu was placed on his lap, sitting upright, looking like an emotional robot from a distance.

Lao Yang is even more funny, holding a pipa in his hand, and one hand is still on top of the metal wind chime.

After the four people glanced at each other, they nodded slightly to indicate that their side was ready.

The lights on the scene dimmed, and the large screen above displayed the specific information of the work.

"Three Lanes of Plum Blossoms"

Lyricist: Qiong Yao

Composer: Chen Zhiyuan
Adaptation: Wuxia

Singing: Wu Xia/Girl in the Flower House
The applause and cheers of the audience gradually diminished, and the lights dimmed.

From the seat where Li Mushang was, he couldn't see the audience in front of him at all, only the endless darkness.

The on-site camera lens switched to a close-up view of the wind chime. Lao Yang gently fiddled with his fingers, and the wind chime shook and made an ethereal jingling sound.

The sound is not loud, but it is gradually weakened layer by layer.

Two beams of white light shone on them from the sky, and the faint melody of the piano sounded without any waiting.

Wuxia and Huafang girl spoke at the same time, Li Mushang made a compromise in singing, his voice was weaker and more like harmony.

"I look at you. Don't speak."

"I miss you and can't talk."

"Once upon a time we exchanged lies."

"Who said that I don't love you!"

The singing voice is very comfortable, like a cup of fragrant jasmine tea. Close your eyes and nose and smell the faint flower fragrance.

The piano is used in the main theme, but it can remind people of the film and television scenes of the "Three Lanes of Plum Blossoms" trilogy, and there is no drama at all.

Guessing group teacher Wu's eyes lit up and turned to look at Jiang Yuhen: "Brother Jiang, they seem to have changed all the words."

Jiang Yuhen's face was full of surprise, and she was also a little worried for Wu Xia and the flower house girl.

This approach is very radical. You must know the lyrics of this song, but Aunt Qiong Yao wrote it, and the prestige of the other party is very high.

If you can't hand in the perfect score, the consequences will be absolutely unpredictable.

The girl in the flower house turned her head slightly, and looked in the direction of Li Mushang with complex and emotional eyes.

At this moment, the two of them seemed to directly transform into the pair of idiots and resentful women in "Three Lanes of Plum Blossoms", expressing helpless emotions about love and fate.

"Later, I learned to grow up."

"But I don't want to grow up."

"Because of us, choose amnesia."

"Pretending to be too serious, woo woo woo!"

The two paragraphs obviously have their own understanding of the story, and they don't look like people in the play. Instead, they look like the protagonist wrote a book, which is read and watched by the younger generation decades after time flies.

Wu Xia's level of writing lyrics is strong enough to be seen by the naked eye, and the first two paragraphs are very deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, which makes people's eyes shine.

The song is very harmonious, has obvious personal charm, and respects the artistic conception of the original song, one word is wonderful!
The audience had already entered the play, just staring at the two people on the stage who looked like immortals, forgetting everything else.

The naked-eye 3D screen lights up, the deep palace compound is covered with snow, and a bunch of red plums stand proudly in the snow.

That touch of red is so out of tune with the surrounding environment, yet so dazzling.

Wuxia and Huafang girl are in the snow all over the sky, and a plum blossom falls from the sky to the top of their heads.

Reaching out to take it off, gently put it in his hand, his eyes full of thoughts.

The sound of the electric pipa sent warm blessings to the plum blossom, and seemed to lament its strength of character.

Li Mushang and the girl from the flower house raised their heads and opened their eyes at the same time, the melody was still as calm as water.

The highest state of love is not every day's vows or vigor, but decades as a day, I am in you, and you are in me.