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A gust of fresh wind blew by, blowing on everyone's hearts.

Is this what it feels like to be windy?

That's right, the feeling of the wind blowing.

The lyrics are very well written, echoing the theme of the title of the song.

"I knew this world for the first time."

"All kinds of lingering."

"Looking at the sky seems to be in front of you."

"I am also willing to go through fire and water to walk it again."

"Going through this world now."

"All kinds of lingering."

"Turn over the years to face different sides."

"I was caught off guard by breaking into your smile."

......

Sure enough, Zhou Shen doesn't need everyone to worry, he is famous for his meticulous handling of songs, and the singer's piano is fascinating as soon as he opens his mouth.

Off the stage, the ten foreign judges of the music festival were immersed in the song, shaking their heads following the rhythm.

Each of them has a copy of the translated lyrics in their hands.

Because the lyrics are also the key to judging the quality of a song.

Zhou Shen slowly closed his eyes and raised his head slightly.

It was obvious that he was feeling the wind.

The judges began to discuss in low voices.

"What is he going to do?"

"Do you want to show the mysterious power of the East?"

"Oh my God! Do you see his hair flowing?"

"Oh, John, your eyes need to be fixed."

Zhou Shen's hair was indeed fluttering, but it was because of the effect of the electric fan under the stage.

In the auditorium, South Korean singers watched Zhou Shen fascinated.

This petite Chinese man brought them an auditory feast for free.

Those who laughed at Zhou Shen just now also shut their mouths tightly.

On the stage, Zhou Shen's "The Wind Rises" immediately entered the chorus.

At the same time, his voice began to become more high-pitched and ethereal.

"I used to be overwhelmed by the size of the world."

"I'm also addicted to sleep talk."

"Don't be true or false, don't struggle, don't be afraid of jokes."

"I turned my youth into her."

"It also popped up in midsummer at my fingertips."

"Whatever moves your heart, just follow the fate!"

"Walk against the light and let the wind and rain blow."

......

The chorus part is like a hydrogen bomb strike.

The water in the water glasses on the judges' table trembled and rippled when Zhou Shen's high-pitched voice sang.

The audience at the scene became numb from Zhou Shen's first chorus.

"It's a voice a man can sing."

"God, although I don't want to admit it, but his voice is really beautiful."

"It feels like our South Korean singers are about to fail again."

......

The comments from the viewers in the live broadcast room were obviously much less.

Everyone is immersed in this song, forgetting to comment, forget to praise, forget to cheer...

Now everyone seems to have come to a green grass field under a vast blue sky.

The sky is blue and the grass is green.

Standing on this endless grassland, the wind gently blows on the cheeks.

In front of me is the person I like the most in my heart, enjoying this beauty together with myself.

As the song continued, people followed the picturesque scenery to the distance.

"Fuck, it sounds so good, I'm pregnant."

"What??"

"The ears are pregnant."

"The quality of this song is absolutely incredible, Huaxia can't find a second one."

"Zhou Shen YYDS!"

Whether it is the audience at the scene or the audience in front of the live broadcast room, they all feel that their ears are pregnant.

Even if it is the accompaniment in the middle of the song, Zhou Shen's voice just now will echo in everyone's mind.

The lyrics are perfectly written, Zhou Shen's singing skills are good, and his voice is also great. The portamento hums excessively through the nasal cavity without cutting the larynx, and the unity of the voice is simply maintained.

The chorus part is particularly penetrating, as if seeing the reassuring little room in the storm.

Zhou Shen's concealment was so clean and transparent that many viewers in front of the live broadcast room couldn't help but stand up.

Encourage Zhou Shen through the screen.

Such a beautiful song, as long as normal fans, can no longer sit still.

"It's a short road with stops and stops."

"There is also a distance."

"I don't know if it's a story or a mood."

"Perhaps what I look forward to is nothing more than an enemy of time."

"Seeing you again."

"In the cool morning light."

"It's a sweet smile."

......

Everyone was immersed in the atmosphere created by the song and couldn't extricate themselves.

Ling Bingyan is no exception.

This song is so good, she can be sure that this song is definitely written and composed by Chen Feng.

As for the reason, she didn't know either.

This is a woman's sixth sense.

I always feel that although this song was sung by Zhou Shen, every sentence has the shadow of Chen Feng.

Tall, with sunshine on his delicate and handsome cheeks.

A group of South Korean singers and entertainers screamed in the audience.

If it is someone else, when they hear a good song, they will not hesitate to praise themselves.

But people in this country are narrow-minded to a certain extent. They can already predict that Zhou Shen's score will definitely beat the singer of his own country, and they want to disturb Zhou Shen in this way.

But this is impossible for a professional singer, Zhou Shen has already sung to the state of selflessness.

At this time, he is not only a singer, but also the person who has the deepest experience of this song.

The songs written by Chen Feng carry magic power, a kind of magic power that will drag people into the song.

He can't hear any noisy voices at all now, and these messy voices have long been blocked by the barrier of his consciousness.

"I used to be overwhelmed by the size of the world."

"I'm also addicted to sleep talk."

"Don't be true or false, don't struggle, don't be afraid of jokes."

"I turned my youth into her."

"It also popped up in midsummer at my fingertips."

"If your heart moves, just go with it."

The judges present and the singers from Huaxia were all intoxicated.

None of the judges in the audience touched their chins, with complicated expressions.

This song is very good and pleasant to listen to, but I always feel that something is missing, and there is something that has not been expressed by the singer.

Several judges looked at each other, and everyone's ideas were very consistent.

Now it's the chorus of the second part of the song, which is logically coming to an end.

The song has explosive points, but it doesn't explode in my heart.

In fact, the judges were a little too harsh. Just judging from the appearance of this song, it is already a very rare masterpiece.

But for good things, people always hope that he can get better.

......

Chapter 108 The Wind Blows

However, Zhou Shen's song didn't stop, and the tune was still spinning.

The baton of the band conductor teacher behind did not put down.

The judges saw some clues.

Is there any more?

The originally high-pitched accompaniment suddenly slowed down.

Whether the song will end or continue, firmly grasps the hearts of the judges.

The audience wanders through the songs.

Walking through the years of lingering, passing by the April Fangfei in the world, but never possessing that fiery and shining self.

Some people often yearn for the self who has made a lot of fame and fame, and hope that one day he will also shine like the past, but fantasies will never become reality.

There are people who are in their prime, full of bookish spirit, and with a swipe of their fingers, they can go through a lot of wind and rain. Facing the vastness of the world, they keep exploring, work day and night, and strive to be the best self.

The wind blows up Canglan, looking back at the bumpy journey of chasing dreams, just to catch up with that radiant ta.

Zhou Shen's singing is delicate and affectionate, with the quietness of singing and the high pitched and shocking treble.

In the band, only the accompaniment of some strings continued, and the other instruments had fallen into silence.

"The evening wind blows the white hair on your temples."

"Scars left by flat memories."

"In your eyes, light and dark are intertwined, and a smile blooms!"

"Twilight hides your faltering steps."