My old bacon is back

But there is nothing to do.

The braised pork was lying on the floor, with its eyelids closed, staring blankly at the TV.

It can often see Qi Yuan and Gu Hongli in this square.

I don't understand how two people ran in, and how they became so small.

At this time.

On the TV, the subtitles came out.

"seabed".

Lyricist: Qi Yuan.

Vocals: Qi Yuan/Gu Hongli.

The bullet screen floated by.

"Under the sea? Which poem is this from the Sui and Tang Dynasties?"

"I don't know, never heard of it!?"

"Do any fans of Qi Yuan/Gu Hongli know? Is this their old song?"

"No! Among the songs that the two of them have released, none of them is called the bottom of the sea!"

"This is obviously a new song!"

"How did Qi Yuan come up with this idea! At this time, if you just come to the song "Moonlight Night on the Spring River", wouldn't that just beat the audience?"

"Hey! I'm convinced too! I thought there were Tang poems to listen to!"

Qi Yuan and Gu Hongli stood on the stage.

Gu Hongli was in front.

Qi Yuan is behind.

There was a distance of about three meters between the two of them.

The camera swept across the commentary booth, and everyone looked at the stage with smiles on their faces.

Gu Hongli raised the microphone.

"Scattered moonlight, passing through the clouds."

"Hiding the crowd, spreading the scales of the sea."

"The waves wet your white dress and try to push you back."

……

"Nice!"

"The melody is great!"

"What's the meaning of this song? It looks a bit depressing? Is the protagonist in the song trying to commit suicide?"

"You can always trust Qi Yuan!"

offstage.

The audience closed their eyes and shook their heads slightly.

Several guests in the commentary booth moved gently to the melody.

The camera cuts briefly to the background, randomly selecting the other five couples, and giving them time to rea.

Sima Yu was originally expressionless.

As a result, the second the camera cut, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, showing a faint smile.

Liu Yu kept looking at Qi Yuan and Gu Hongli on the stage with enjoyment.

"Sounds good," she said.

Li Zidong nodded, and said, "Qi Yuan's skill in writing pop songs goes without saying."

Then, Qi Yuan raised the microphone.

"You like the salty smell of the sea breeze, stepping on the wet sand."

Qi Yuan's low and magnetic voice suddenly sounded.

"Damn it! Purdue sentient beings!"

"The strongest rap on the surface!"

"Who dares to rap with Qi Yuan!?"

"High energy warning!"

"Oh my god! The way Liyu looks at Qi Yuan, I'm dead!"

"Fuck, can you hear it! There is a melody of "Big Fish" in this arrangement!"

"Upstairs, you heard me right! There is "Big Fish"!"

"Hahaha! Dream linkage!"

"It's really a Sanskrit chanting, the feeling of saving all living beings! Qi Yuan is too powerful!"

"This beam of light hits the two people, it's amazing! It looks full of hope!"

This song lasted 3 minutes.

The melody of the song became more and more passionate.

The whole lyrics are also very clear.

That is, we must actively work hard to live!

The audience, the audience, the reviewers, the players in the backstage, or the audience in front of the TV.

At this moment, they all entered the atmosphere of this song full of warmth and strength.

The blood boiled involuntarily following the song.