A lonely brave man, I become the king of music

The high-pitched and powerful voice is in sharp contrast to the bland and ethereal in the front, and the gradual increase in emotion gradually erupts in the final chorus.

The hearty pleasure stimulated the eardrums of each listener, and the voices of the two echoed each other, and the pitches became higher and higher.

Li Mushang opened his arms, and the aura in his dantian condensed and rose, passing through his vocal cords.

With the blessing of a long breath, he sang in one breath, without any intention of stopping.

"The plum blossoms fall again. Where are you?"

"I heard from the wind that you have also been here."

The melody is so soul-stirring, the singer has tears in his eyes, and one finger points to the sky, as if he wants to question the sky.

The majestic, powerful singing voice came out again.

"As soon as the plum blossoms fall, the sky changes its face and plays a sad song."

"Plum blossoms fall twice, and the sound of rain accompany me to sigh!"

"The plum blossoms fall again. Where are you?"

"I heard from the wind that you have been here too!"

In an instant, all the melodies disappeared, including Baixue, Hanmei, courtyards, and gazebos.

Li Mushang turned around and the lights dimmed, and he gradually disappeared into the darkness.

The flower house girl is still standing on the stage, looking up, as if feeling "his" footprints in the breeze.

The lyrics contain a complete story, like a dream, like a dream bubble, without reality.

The impact of the chorus was too strong, and the audience was all stunned.

The scene was terrifyingly quiet. There was not a single sound, and everyone was still intoxicated by the story.

The girl in the flower house raised her arms, and a tear fell from the corner of her eye.

Tick ​​~ ~ tick!
Hot tears fell on the palm of the hand, and under the light, the figure seemed to be hidden in it.

"La la la la la la la la."

"La la la la la la la."

"La la la la la la la."

"La la la la!"

Humming the melody of "Three Lanes of Plum Blossoms" softly, everyone's noses were sour and their bodies were excited.

This is the real finishing touch, and the humming at the end is what really touches people's hearts.

The song is over.

The place was eerily quiet.

Zhao Xiaogu rubbed her cheeks with both hands, and she burst into tears. At the moment when the song ended, a story appeared in her mind.

The sky is gloomy, the heroine misses her old friend, lingers with melancholy, chats and plays to relieve her boredom, is depressed all the way, and feels rainy late.

At that time, the heavy rain was about to fall, and the light rain pattered. I put away my thoughts and looked for a pavilion to hide from the rain. The sound of the rain in the pavilion stopped, and there was loneliness everywhere.

Outside the pavilion, the wind and rain are still blowing, and the water surface of the pond beside the pavilion is rippling. It sounds like a melodious guqin, which makes her feel at peace for a while.

The smoke was so soft that it hypnotized her to fall into deep thought again, and she didn't realize that the storm was rising, the ripples were getting faster, the rain was getting louder, and the big beads and small beads fell on the jade plate.

In an instant, heavy rain poured down, and the sky opened like a funnel. When she woke up, her heart sank.

Looking up at the natural karma in front of me, I can't help but my thoughts are agitated, as if a river is tossing, but thousands of emotions are not as good as a drop in the ocean, falling into the vast world and being covered by the sound of rain.

Here, the sky sings a sad song for her, and the sound of the rain accompanies her to sigh. When she thinks about it this way, she doesn't feel that she is the loneliest in the world.

But then again, why did she come here in the first place?

She had heard that that person had been here before, but at this moment, even the only wind and rain that accompanied him, she couldn't tell her the answer, so it's better not to mention it.

After the rain, the wind is speechless. If the mind can also be emptied, just like this tune erases the words filled in by that person, how do you listen to it like this?

There is a big gap between songs and movies in terms of vision and storytelling.

A movie can use one and a half hours or even two to three hours to construct a complete and perfect story with pictures.

If the music is not good, it will only last seven to eight minutes on stage. In just a few minutes, it is very difficult for the audience to have a complete sense of the picture after hearing the singing.

Wuxia and Huafang girl have accomplished an impossible thing, which is simply admirable.

Of course, not everyone is Zhao Xiaogu, most of them are not actors, nor do they have such a rich association ability.

They just think the songs are very nice, and they have a vague storyline in their minds.

Even so, today's adaptation is still enough to make a god.

When the lights came on, the audience came back to their senses and applauded.

Li Mushang and the flower girl bowed to express their gratitude, and the first round of chorus officially came to an end.

"It's amazing how strong it is."

"At the beginning, I was opposed to the adaptation of classic songs. I think classics are classics that cannot be surpassed."

"Now I have changed my mind. This work is completely paying tribute to the original song, and it is more like a new work born out of the classic work "Three Lanes of Plum Blossoms."

"At the end when the flower house girl hummed, I couldn't help the soreness of my nose."

"Good song. Good singer."

Li Mushang is also very satisfied with the performance of his partner, the girl in the flower room has excellent singing skills, and more importantly, she can understand what she wants to achieve, and then cooperate.

如果是秋收那样的人跟自己搭档，那么最后的结果就是1+1=0，但跟花房姑娘合作就是1+1=3。

If he sang this work alone, it would not be so perfect.

What made him a little puzzled was that the singing style of Huafang girl was not like an oriental singer, but rather like a European and American singer.

Li Mushang most likely felt that the other party should be a Chinese who lived abroad since he was a child, and then returned to China after studying music.

The two stood on the stage, and the camera switched to the guessing group.

The original singer is always the one who has the most say, everyone is very tacit, looking at Teacher Jiang Yuhen.

Teacher Jiang stood up and stared at the two on the stage for a few seconds, then applauded.

"Before I came to this show, I had absolutely no hope that someone would adapt "Three Lanes of Plum Blossoms."

"When the program group invited me, at first I refused directly. I felt that I hadn't changed or sung well, and I was so embarrassed at the scene!"

"You two really taught me a good lesson today, allowing me to see the music form of the new era in China."

"From the lyrics to the arrangement, it's flawless, it's great!"

Very high evaluation, even Li Mushang, who rarely expresses his feelings on weekdays, is very happy to hear such high praise from the original singer.

Teacher Wu pointed to Zhao Xiaogu and said, "At the end of the song, Xiaogu was crying on the seat, can you talk to us?"

Zhao Xiaogu was still a little choked up: "I just feel sorry for the girl in the song, she should have a better ending."

The girl in the flower room didn't know, so Li Mushang was really shocked in his heart. Could this girl understand the story she hid in the song?