I really don't want to be a star

On the stage, accompanied by the sound of drums and the chilling atmosphere of the pipa, mixed with a variety of folk music, the atmosphere on the battlefield was brought out.

On the MV screen behind Su Zijin, the two armies were fighting on the battlefield, and two raging torrents were rolling towards each other mightily. Amidst the sound of fighting, he picked up the microphone and opened his voice.

"The battlefield where the flames of war are raging, hold the silver gun tightly
Leading Yulong into the enemy's tent
The sound of drums disperses the battlefield

I turn around and wear a red robe with a seat of pride!"

Su Zijin bit the last pride, leaned her back straight to the back, and lowered it lower and lower, exerting force from her dantian, her chest resonated, a burst of breath burst out from her throat, and the loud and clear high-pitched voice went straight to Xiaohan.

The loud and clear treble soared straight into the sky in the stereo surround sound, shocking everyone, and the audience was in an uproar.

Such a high treble!
But the treble didn't stop. Wave after wave of treble swept across the scene like air waves in ripples. The treble rushed to the peak, and the stable, long-lasting and clear long sound unexpectedly lasted for more than ten seconds.

After Su Zijin sang the high notes, he straightened his back, looked at the shocked eyes of the audience, and was slightly proud.

The sound of war drums behind him resounded through the sky again, the pipa was rushing, and the piccolo blared horizontally.

The drums are like the hooves of thousands of horses falling, the pipa is like the sound of swords and swords, and the flute is like the independent world, reverberating together

Suddenly, more than a dozen lights at the end of the stage were lit up, projecting several beams of light, and four drums were distributed in a row to beat together. , the ten fingers passed across the string like a butterfly, forming an afterimage.

The music highlights that the situation on the battlefield is still anxious, the armored warriors are fighting bloody battles, the swords are wrong, and the drums are beating.

The sound of tearing and shouting mixed with the sound of drums became the same color on the battlefield, and horseshoes raised against swords and fell, and people's shadows intertwined.

"The soldiers are fighting together, if I retreat, I will definitely kill them!"

The general standing in the mv behind stood on the tower, held up the sword in his hand, and looked at the orange-red setting sun under the city, shining on the plain with countless corpses and bones.

Looking at the distance of the Great Wall, the smoke of the wolf is rushing, the flames are everywhere, and the mountains and rivers are broken.

The city lost 15, the country and the country were destroyed, and millions of people were in dire straits.

The tower freezes, the voice-over appears, and the sound of the drum and the pipa stop for a moment. The pipa presses down on the strings, and the sound of the drum stops on the drum surface.

Many voices mixed together, the war drum just stopped for an instant, the pipa pressed the strings, and the audience was silent.

In the silence, the sound of the piano is like the tinkling of small bridges and flowing water. From the upper right, a cool blue light shines on the person in the gown. The stage rises. A young man in beige Hanfu holds a flute horizontally and puts it to his mouth.

Dressed in a cold light, the flute and piano sound appeared in the accompaniment, instantly extinguishing the anxious atmosphere.

Su Zijin stood up, with blue light covering her body, her right hand was in the shape of a flower, and a smile appeared on her face, and she turned around slowly. When she turned around, her right hand was slightly raised, her chin was slightly raised, and a smile was shining on her face.

It is the debut of traditional opera!
Then he took out the song and sang in a long mournful voice.

"The place where the armor shines and the silver light breaks through the sky

The barren hills are completely barren, the sky is full of wind and fire, and the sunset is rolling

The old horse turned around and looked at his hometown
The iron horse breaks through the wind and rain and moors in sorrow"

Su Zijin's chorus is closer to theatrical tone, tactful and long.

This is a skill learned from the Great Demon King Tan Jing in the system space during this period of time. Now that Su Zijin spoke, Tan Jing immediately heard the familiar feeling. Seeing the cold voice with the microphone on the stage kept coming out, he was puzzled and thought When did my teacher find my younger brother?

And the melodious and long drama in the chorus gradually faded away, and Su Zijin raised her head with tears in her eyes, but it didn't stop at this moment.

There was applause from the ground, but in an instant, the sound of drums and pipa sounded again, but this time the flute was also mixed in, and there was no chaos in the presence of many instruments. It made people feel nervous, as if the heart All hanging in mid-air.

"Rap, Su Zijin also joined the rap!"

Some rap-loving audience immediately stood up and swayed to the rhythmic music.

Nervous rapping beats mixed with folk music appeared on the stage. Su Zijin's veins were exposed, and the last bit of breath was squeezed out of his lungs. Every sentence was sonorous and powerful, and every sentence was clear.

The stage behind is like a raging fire, millions of soldiers are fighting passionately, the sound of swords and swords, the roar of war horses, the blood-stained sunset road, and the wilderness is full of corpses.

"The night rain on the battlefield washes the lights

One sword crosses the nineteen states, who is arrogant?

The place where the shining silver light breaks through the sky

The barren hills are completely barren, the sky is full of wind and fire, and the sunset is rolling

contempt princely laugh

Memorials engraved on bamboo boards

Saibei Snow Attacks Ma Erlang
Let Chang'an imagine it."

"Gentlemen, listen to the roar of dragons and tigers!"

After Su Zijin sang the last sentence, the sound of dragons singing and tigers roaring sounded. He held up the microphone with his right hand in glory, lowered his head slightly, and panted heavily.

The golden light was projected down, and the handsome face under the bangs was smiling slightly, looking at the audience in front of him.

Cheers spread throughout the scene, and Su Zijin gasped for breath, but the joy of completing this difficult song came spontaneously.

"The Roar of the Dragon and the Roar of the Tiger" is originally a very difficult piece of music, and it has been sung by artists in this world, adding folk singing to it, and combining national and western instruments, but it has become one of the best in China in terms of difficulty. song.

But Su Zijin was not satisfied with this, he wrote some Western music and rap forms in it, mixed them, and adapted the original music of the style of House of Flying Daggers and Guofeng, and it took a month of training to compose it to be able to take shape.

The difficulty of adapting this song has reached the S level, and even because of the mixture of various genres, the difficulty of this song is even higher. Before Su Zijin took the stage, she only dared to say that she did her best, without any confidence in her heart.

But now he has succeeded. From the initial expedition to the battlefield, to the general's complaint of unwillingness, and the smoke of thousands of miles above the city tower, all kinds of emotions are mixed in this song, but Su Zijin succeeded in his own unique way.

Afterwards, his back was already wet with sweat, and although his throat felt like ants were crawling, Su Zijin's eyes glowed on the stage today, and she was extremely satisfied watching the stage.

"Host, you just broke through to S-level singing skills in an instant, but then withdrew from that state.

You have touched that threshold, I hope you can work harder to reach the S rank. "

Erha's voice sounded, and Su Zijin suddenly felt that the moment Fuze's heart arrived, he had entered the threshold of S-level, touched another field, as if the music was dancing in front of his eyes, and he could embrace it with his hand In my arms, as if I am a god in the song, I can do whatever I want without hindrance.

It's just a pity that that feeling only lasts for a moment, but if you can enter the first time, there will be a second time. Maybe I will have a major breakthrough in singing skills in the near future, reaching the first-class level in China.