Let you manage the brokerage company, no matter how you become a superstar

The students' New Year's Eve party did not look as professional as the stars'.

The freshness and enthusiasm of the audience at the beginning has slowly declined at this moment.

Guo Liang is also ready to welcome the audience at this moment.

However, Zhao Zichen's Weibo directly made him dumbfounded.

Damn it, come again!

Damn, are you kidding me?

At this moment, Guo Liang is also a little helpless. If this continues, won't they experience another period of underestimation in ratings?
Guo Liang doesn't think there is any star whose attractiveness can be compared with Zhao Zichen, unless it is the kind of superstar.

However, their CCTV party did not invite any superstars, and they were all singers.

than song?Who can compare with a singer-songwriter like Zhao Zichen?

"Oh, I didn't expect to be slandered by Zhao Zichen's stray bullet again..." Guo Liang also sighed helplessly at this moment, muttering to himself.

Of course, Guo Liang felt uncomfortable, but the netizens and audience were very excited.

"Damn it! Is Chen Da finally coming out again? Haha, I've waited so long for nothing!"

"I'm about to switch channels. Fortunately, I saw Chenda's Weibo. I'm looking forward to Chenda's new song. I don't know if it will be as passionate as the song "I Believe"!"

"I've already switched channels, no, I'm switching back soon!"

In this way, the ratings of Shuicheng Satellite TV have skyrocketed again!

And Guo Ziqing here also entered the advertising time according to Zhao Zichen's arrangement...

Watching the advertisement of Shuicheng Satellite TV, Guo Liang also had the urge to cry, this shit should belong to their CCTV!
But now, how dare he enter the advertising time?

Zhao Zichen is in the limelight. If he enters the advertisement, he is really afraid that the ratings will drop. If that happens, the fun will be really great!
At this moment, the gymnasium of the University of Music...

After a performance, it was time for a break, and the applause was no longer as loud as before.

"Oh, I feel a little bored, when will there be Chen Da's performance!"

"Is it gone? Is there any more?"

"It's gone? If it's gone, I'm going to leave! It's so boring, just go back and watch CCTV!"

"Wait! Chen Da just posted on Weibo, and there is a performance!"

"really?"

Some students immediately became interested again, and the emotions in their hearts slowly rose.

After the 1-minute break, a hostess slowly came up.

She looked at the paper of the speech and smiled slightly: "After the break just now, everyone's enthusiasm seems to have dropped. Tell me, how can I restore your enthusiasm?"

"Chen Da! Let Chen Da take the stage!"

"Yes, Chen Da! Chen Da!"

Countless students were shouting loudly, and for a moment, Zhao Zichen's name once again filled the entire gymnasium.

Off the stage, the audience in front of the TV were all shouting Zhao Zichen's name.

At this time, the hostess smiled slightly: "Then, next, let us invite Mr. Zhao Zichen to bring you his new song "Lanting Preface"! Let's keep applauding!"

As soon as the host's voice fell, the entire gymnasium once again fell into a carnival.

"Chen Da! Chen Da!"

"It's a new song again, it's so cool!"

""Lanting Preface"? It sounds so literary and artistic! Isn't that Wang Xizhi's calligraphy? Is Chen Da going to sing it?"

"Whatever, Chenda's song is definitely a fine song!"

Countless people are looking forward to, isn't the Lanting Preface written by Wang Xizhi?Everyone's curiosity was slowly aroused.

At this moment, the surrounding lights slowly dimmed.

Everyone held their breath, and at this moment, lights flickered on the stage.

It was seen that Zhao Zichen was wearing rather simple clothes and slowly appearing on the stage.

Behind him is a group of students in ancient costumes, each student holds a pen in his hand, and in front of him is a table with a blank sheet of paper on it.

It seems that it really has the taste of an ancient private school.

Afterwards, a rather charming background music slowly spread out.

Take a deep breath, walk and sing...

"Lanting Lintie~Running script is like flowing water~"

"The door is pushed under the moon~ My heart is as thin as your steps~"

"I'm too busy~ The Millennium Monument is easy to expand~"

"But it's hard to explore~your beauty~"

"The authenticity is amazing~Who can I give my sincerity to~"

Zhao Zichen's voice sounded quite flat, but it contained a strong scholarly atmosphere.

When everyone heard this, a feeling of amazement rose in their hearts.

"This style really seems to be..."

"An ancient style! Lijun sang "Water Tune Getou" before!" This is the style!"

"Yes! Yes! After listening to Teresa Teng's "Shui Tuo Ge Tou", I have always wanted to find this style of songs again, but many of them are fake!"

"I didn't expect to be able to hear the ancient style sung by Chen Da. This time it's really worth it!"

Gufeng, this music style popped up in everyone's mind again.

Zhao Zichen's singing came out melodiously, and there seemed to be a very elegant charm in the entire gymnasium.

"The reed flute is blowing~ A few dishes of rice wine and side dishes~"

"The afterglow of the setting sun~like your shyness and drunk~"

"The facsimile is easy to write~ and the fragrance of ink will never fade, leaving the aftertaste with you~"

"Who did a line of cinnabar circle around~"

Zhao Zichen held a microphone in his hand and sang in a low voice.

The group of students behind him closed their eyes, shaking their heads and holding a brush, writing words on the paper continuously.

The camera took a picture from a high place, and the audience in front of the TV looked at it, only seeing a row of very neat handwriting.

"Awesome, you are indeed a student of the Art Academy!"

"This song seems to have smoothed out my hostility a lot, and my mood has become so peaceful!"

"It's great, I like this style of song the most!"

In front of the TV, everyone commented excitedly.

At this time, the music slowly reached its climax, and Zhao Zichen's singing voice also began to grow louder.

"It's nothing to do with Fengyue~ I'll wait for your reply~"

"Hanging pen is a must ~ there are thousands of waves on the shore~"

"How to understand the word love~ No matter how the pen is written, it is wrong~"

"But I only lack ~ your life's understanding ~"

……

Zhao Zichen's singing spread throughout the gymnasium, and everyone listened to it, slowly being attracted by the lyrics.

They seem to have seen a man waiting for a woman...

"It's so beautiful, this artistic conception is really beautiful!"

"Yeah, love knows no age, it's always so beautiful no matter what time it is."

Many people have this feeling in their hearts.

After the climax passed, everyone was still a little bit embarrassed, and they didn't realize that they had been brought into the world of this song by Zhao Zichen.

At this time, Zhao Zichen's singing gradually returned to its normal level.

"Fingering years~ The city is annihilated in an instant"

"Qingshiban Street~ Look back and smile, you are graceful~"

"Have you hated it~ You shook your head and sighed softly, who made you frown~"

"And the deep boudoir~ leaving only the smell of rouge~"

"People fly south~ Turn around and glance at you with tears~"

"Holding a handful of the moon~how to sleep with memories in hand~"

"So how can it be~ My heart is tightly stitched, embroidered shoes and needles are complaining~"

"If the flowers complain about the butterflies~who will you blame~"

"If flowers resent butterflies~ Who do you blame..."

When a girl heard this, tears appeared in her eyes.

She seemed to see a scene where a couple of lovers were separated, that kind of lovesickness, that kind of helplessness...

All the thoughts are embroidered on the embroidered shoes, and every stitch is full of missing emotions.

"I suddenly remembered my first love, I don't know what happened to her..."

"We broke up when we were in college, and now I don't know if he is doing well."

"Who are you blaming? I'm a little bit blaming me back then!"

"Flowers and butterflies can complain, how about me? Who can I blame?"

People who listen to this kind of song feel an inexplicable sense of sadness in their hearts.

A poignant love, aroused their inner resonance.

At this time, Zhao Zichen's singing also slowly came to an end.

"It's nothing to do with Fengyue~ I'll wait for your reply~"

"Worthless handwriting ~ no fear of right and wrong in the world ~"

"The rain hits the banana leaves~ It's been a few nights~"

"I'll wait for Chunlei~ to remind you who you love..."

The singing voice slowly fell.

There were murmured sobs, sighs of loss, and some applause.

And Zhao Zichen stood quietly on the stage, waiting quietly.

After half a sound, everyone slowly recovered from the music.

I don't know who took the lead, the applause slowly rang out, and it didn't take long for the warm applause to fill the entire gymnasium.