Singing at the beginning rewards the 100 billion group

Zhang Yuan's lyrics combine traditional mythology with real society, which arouses people's thinking.

The picture presented by the song is very vivid and specific, coupled with the stage effect, the sense of picture is even stronger.

Snapped!

applause!

The audience was overwhelmed by this beautiful singing voice. Zhang Yuan, who had just sung the last confession, was able to perfectly switch to this soft voice.

The domineering voice of the emperor before has now become the soft voice of flowing water.

"Zanzhu Pavilion, Low Qihu"

"Sleepless"

"There should be no hate"

"What's the long way to go"

"People have joys and sorrows"

"The moon waxes and wanes"

"It's an ancient thing"

"May it last forever"

"A Thousand Miles of Chanjuan"

It was the first time for the audience to hear such beautiful lyrics.

Very academic.

Zhang Yuan's talent is really shocking, he can write such beautiful words.

Regardless of the song, the lyrics alone are enough to shine.

In Zhang Yuan's singing, there is a kind of feeling born with nostalgia and nostalgia.

The audience was intoxicated by the moving singing and couldn't extricate themselves.

On the Internet, bullet screens are frantically swiping.

The fans were so excited that the comment section was about to explode.

Sure enough, Zhang Yuan's new songs never disappoint.

Still as good as ever, the key is that the lyrics of this song are great.

Especially the last few sentences are too philosophical and easy to think about.

This directly raised the level of Mid-Autumn Festival Wing Moon several levels.

"I'll go, the lyrics are great, did Zhang Yuan really write them?"

"Zhang Yuan is simply a master, Dahao, this word is written,"

"Oh, good people are always so good, I'm ashamed of myself,"

"Being sung by Zhang Yuan, the Mid-Autumn Festival immediately has a different meaning,"

At the party, the audience applauded non-stop.

People were amazed by this beautiful song and Zhang Yuan's perfect singing. Although he is young, he has already carried the banner of young musicians in the new era.

He has set a good example for all the little fresh meats and traffic stars. At any time, talent is more important, otherwise, it is useless to leave a good skin empty.

When Zhang Yuan's soft singing ended, the audience burst into warm applause.

The applause lasted for a full 2 ​​minutes.

Everyone was still full of ideas and wanted to listen to it again, but this is a party, and there will be programs later, so it is impossible to sing a song twice.

Under everyone's applause and farewell, Zhang Yuan bowed to everyone, and then slowly left.

Many people were shocked by the last sentence.

The song rises to the philosophical level, teaches people to think, and expresses the true meaning of life.

People have joys and sorrows.

The moon is cloudy and sunny.

This is not only the law of nature, but also the true meaning of life.

Chapter 141 Singing casually is so popular

There is no doubt that the song "May I Live Long" has been initially successful, at least from the perspective of the party scene.

Not only the audience likes it, but also many staff members in the backstage love it very much.

Backstage Zhang Yuan was surrounded by everyone, and many questions were thrown at him. At this moment, he was the most eye-catching star.

Besides, he is so handsome, so he is more popular with girls.

"Zhang Yuan, how did you write such a beautiful song in such a short period of time,"

"Wow, Zhang Yuan, you look so handsome when you sing, you are so handsome, I like it so much,"

"The lyrics of this song are very beautiful, just like a beautiful ancient poem, you must have profound literary attainments,"

"Zhang Yuan, you must be a high-achieving student from some music school,"

"Zhang Yuan, do you have a girlfriend?"

……

Various questions came one after another, some asked about work, and some gossiped, but no matter what, Zhang Yuan did not refuse everyone.

He thought about it, and there were actually only two questions from everyone, about music and life, so Zhang Yuan also answered everyone's questions in a general way.

"Actually, to be honest, I haven't studied at a conservatory. I graduated from an ordinary university. I have worked in design. In fact, I am an ordinary person like everyone else, but music comes from life. Although I I have not received formal training in music theory, but I still have the support of some fans with my love, "

"What I want to tell everyone is, do what you want, don't be bound by some things, as long as you persevere, there will always be a day of harvest. About this song "I hope people will last forever", it is actually my own. A moment of inspiration,"

When Zhang Yuan answered the question, his whole body seemed to be shrouded in the light of a god, making him look very holy. People around him, or fans, all listened to him attentively.

"The Mid-Autumn Festival is very meaningful. When we reunite, we will also feel emotional. In fact, life is like this. Like everyone, I spend it in gatherings and separations. Please be sure to set your own mentality."

"Finally, regarding my life, I'm still single. For now, I want to work hard first, that's it,"

The fans refused to let Zhang Yuan go. Fortunately, the director Cheng Lin came to rescue Zhang Yuan. At this time, Zhang Yuan escaped from the encirclement of fans.

"Huh, the power of fans is a bit scary," Zhang Yuan joked.

Cheng Dao laughed and said, "It's not that you are too popular, it's the status quo of the entertainment industry,"

Zhang Yuan said with a wry smile: "But how should I put it, I think the fans are very cute. Without them, I would not be where I am today. I want to thank the fans,"

At this moment, Zhang Yuan feels that he is very happy because there are so many fans who like and support him.

At this moment of reunion with thousands of lights, fans still haven't forgotten themselves.

Back at the hotel, Zhang Yuan received a call from Xiang Zhen.

"Hey, Happy Mid-Autumn Festival,"

"Thank you, Happy Mid-Autumn Festival,"

"I like your song "May I Live Long""

"Could it be that you are also my fan? Hahaha!"

"Of course, I've been your fan all my life,"

……

The two chatted, yes, it was just chatting, Zhang Yuan completely relaxed himself, and Xiang Zhen also confessed his feelings in front of Zhang Yuan.

On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, although the two are thousands of miles apart, their hearts are together.

"Wait for you to come back, I'll cook something delicious for you,"

"Okay, hang up, good night!"

"good night!"

At one o'clock in the morning, Director Cheng called and said that the show was very successful, with the highest ratings.

Among them, Zhang Yuan's "May I Live Long" has a very high online broadcast volume, and the online broadcast volume of the entire party is also the first.

Zhang Yuan was shocked by this result. He just sang casually, but his result was so good.

"Ding"

"Congratulations to the host, the task is completed."

"Reward: top poetry talent."

"Effect: Efforts spring up, words come out into chapters, poems are made in seven steps, and literary talent is flying."

Immediately, Zhang Yuan felt a mysterious and gentle energy enter his mind.

It seems that a certain cell is turned on, and Zhang Yuan feels that he has become smarter.

Looking at the world outside the window in a blink of an eye, Zhang Yuan immediately had an inspiration, and he couldn't help but want to write a poem immediately.

Is this what Wen Siquan feels like?

I'm afraid those talented writers are nothing more than that.

Poetry is a very strong stroke in Chinese classical culture. Today, poetry still exudes a unique charm.

But today, no one knows how to write ancient poems, because it is too difficult.

Many young people are unwilling to spend time researching these unprofitable things.

Everyone is focused on economics, and there is no time to calm down and learn traditional culture.

If it weren't for the system rewards, Zhang Yuan wouldn't have the talent to write poems and lyrics at all.

Now that he has this talent, Zhang Yuan wants to experience what it means to write a poem in seven steps and what it means to write a poem.

He was also a wit himself.

The next day, Zhang Yuan slept until eleven o'clock, and was woken up by Cheng Dao's phone call.

"Zhang Yuan, are you free today?"

"Yes, I have,"

"Accompany me to a dinner party. They are all my friends. Let me introduce you."

"Um, dinner?"

"Actually, a few friends took the opportunity of the Mid-Autumn Festival to get together and chat with each other. My friends are all engaged in literature. I think you should be interested,"

"Are you engaged in literature?"

Zhang Yuan was really interested, because he had the opportunity to experience the talent he had just acquired.

The so-called talent is wasted if it is not used, not to mention that talent in poetry is relatively rare, and it is not very useful in normal times.

This opportunity is too coincidental, Zhang Yuan must seize it.

"That's right, that's it. You can go directly to the Foreign Trade Hotel later. I'll wait for you there,"

"OK,"

Zhang Yuan immediately got up and took a shower. In the mirror, he had a nearly perfect face and figure. It wasn't that he was narcissistic, he was really handsome.

Wearing casual clothes casually, Zhang Yuan can wear fashion sense, there is no way, he is handsome and has a good figure.

When leaving the hotel, Zhang Yuan put on a mask to prevent being recognized by fans.

Go out and take a taxi directly to the Foreign Trade Hotel. Cheng Dao is already waiting at the entrance of the hotel.

This is a high-end restaurant in Beijing. It has a history of nearly 100 years. The overall building is full of ancient charm. The food here tastes very good and the quality is guaranteed.

Although the whole building looks a bit dilapidated from the outside, the interior decoration of the hotel is magnificent.

It really complied with that sentence, the high-end atmosphere is high-grade, and the low-key luxury has connotations.

"Zhang Yuan, this way,"

"Director Cheng, I kept you waiting for a long time,"