Sun Jing closed his eyes and sang, feeling lonely and bitter.

"Your tears, weak and wounded,

The pale crescent moon hooks the past..."

Guzheng is still there.

Play mourning.

Everyone was in a daze, as if they saw a woman in the attic staring into the distance at night with tears in her eyes...

The people who came to the scene were all original singers.

Although there are huskies among them, most of them are of professional background, with vicious ears, and they can instantly recognize the extraordinaryness of this song!

His face was filled with shock!

"This is……"

Some people were at a loss, and just about to speak, they were stared back viciously by several people.

"Stop talking!"

"To shut up!"

His expression was even more excited, as if he didn't want to miss every detail of this song!

The melodious and touching singing voice is still circulating in everyone's ears:

"The rain flicks softly, the scarlet window,

My whole life was on paper, blown about by the wind..."

Everyone's face changed greatly.

Couldn't help standing up.

Stare at the screen!

It's clearly a reserved song, why can't I stop trembling in my heart! ?

They clenched their fists.

It's as if I want to print the whole song in my mind!

"The chrysanthemums are broken, the ground is full of injuries, your smile has turned yellow,

heartbroken,

I'm going to lie down quietly..."

At the end of the chorus, the violin and guzheng outline the sadness of the chaos.

Everyone is trapped in this painting, unable to extricate themselves!

This song is not strong, but it is like being slightly drunk after drinking, lingering in my heart!

"Quick! Take a quick picture of the expressions of these people!"

"I want their reaction!"

The director woke up from his slight drunkenness, his heart tightened, and he yelled into the headset: "This song is amazing!"

"The show is going to be popular!"

"Give me a good job!!"

……

Audition site.

Among the contestants, there are people who fish in troubled waters.

More are masters!

After all, Blue Star is an artistic world!

Even the old man who sells baked gluten has the desire to compose and write songs.

Not to mention those young people!

A corner of the waiting room.

Several young people, male and female, were sitting on the sofa.

A handsome man stared blankly at the big screen, lost his mind.

He muttered: "This song... is like a poem and a picture!"

"I have written songs for so many years, and the sum of them can't compare with this song "Chrysanthemum Moss"..."

His name is Lin Yeyu.

Han Province Arts University, Conservatory of Music, Department of Composition.

Junior students.

Already a gold medal composer at a young age.

He has written several popular songs, and is also a songwriter for first-line singers.

But he knew that the song "Chrysanthemum Moss" crushed all his pride!

"I thought our opponent was Yitian University or Quyi University. I didn't expect a dark horse to appear suddenly! Who is this guy?"

A woman clutched her chest, unable to hide her excitement.

"A blockbuster! A true blockbuster!"

"The sentence he said at the beginning, let us pay attention to his songs, don't be curious about his appearance, I thought this person was too good at pretending, but I didn't expect that I was severely slapped in the face!"

"This song fully meets the three ancient and three new standards. I don't know if Huasha has participated in the registration."

"After my flowers bloom, Hundred Flowers Kill... As expected of a Flower Killer, it's a random kill!"

Several people discussed in shock.

A man wearing a headscarf nestled on the sofa with a dignified expression:

"This time we met a master. This song is incredible. Even if it wins the finals, it will still be the most popular song!"

"However, my advantage is not my heart-to-heart, but the atmosphere of the scene!"

Others listened, but did not object.

Nodding in agreement.

This person's creation is rather special, he is playing rap.

What rappers are best at is melody, and songs can easily bring a burning, explosive atmosphere.

The advantage of live competition is huge!

What's more, he is still a tenor!

The live scene is almost invincible!

Lin Yeyu disagreed: "The reason why a classic song is a classic song is because it can be deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Huang Ye, don't be careless."

Huang Ye straightened his turban, smiled indifferently and said, "But this is a competition, and the competition is on the spot."

"If Hua Sha can still maintain this level, I dare not say that he can win against him."

"But I have calculated that if you want to pass the level one after another and finally win the championship, you must have at least a dozen songs."

"But do you think Huasha's every song is of this quality?"

Lin Yeyu was silent, regretfully said: "I also think Hua Sha is very irrational."

"This is an original song program. The audition will only sing songs of this quality. What will he sing next?"

"It's a pity to use up a song that should have been qualified to win the championship now."

One said excitedly: "Stop arguing! The second verse is here!"

……

Chapter 11 The song ended, everyone was shocked

in the studio.

Sun Jing was immersed in the music.

I didn't see the four judges at all, and stood up excitedly.

His face flushed, and he seemed to have a lot to say!

But the singing continued.

They stared wide-eyed and blushed, but they didn't dare to interrupt the song!

"The flowers are late, and the splendor is falling,

In the withered world, fate is unbearable..."

A touch of sadness.

Lingering in the heart.

This eloquent story pulls people into a regretful dream.

When the second chorus ends, Hulusi is soft and gentle, comforting those who regret it.

But why make people feel lost?

It seems that something is missing...

I don't know when, who clapped the first applause.

Immediately afterwards, the entire waiting hall burst into applause one after another!

Long lasting!

Cheers, shouts, one after another!

"Flower Kill! Flower Kill! Flower Kill!"

"Awesome! It's so awesome! This is definitely the favorite to win the championship!"

"This song has no strong drum beats, no roaring interludes, just the narration, which makes me intoxicated!"

"Classic! Absolutely classic!"

"I don't know why, but after listening to the song, I want to cry..."

"It's so strong! When the second chorus came, I got goosebumps!"

The scene was lively.

But there were also sighs.

"How can this be compared! I'll go home and forget it!"

"This person is not Hanyi University, nor Quyi University, nor our Yitian, who the hell is this!"

"I'm crying! I'm good at cooking! I'd better sell gluten!"

"Would you like to try my little honey burger, my oldest in the gourmet world!"

"After listening to this song, my heart surged and I set off rags."

"..."

Not only the players in the waiting room danced and danced to vent their excitement.

Even the four judges in the studio clapped their hands!

Lyricist review: "The lyrics are mellow and touching, and they are implicitly sad. With this music, it is a perfect match!"

Composition review: "I am a composition teacher at Hanyi University, and your composition is really great!"

"There are not only violas, violins, guitars, electronic organs, basses, and pianos from Yuan Province, but also classical instruments from Han Province, such as pipa, guzheng, and cucurbit silk. It really combines the east and the west!"

"Guzheng runs through the whole piece, and the cucurbit silk at the end is the finishing touch!"

"I'm so curious about who you are!"

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