After the breakup, a song without makeup resonated with the entire Internet

【Hoo ho ho ho, ho ho ho ho】

[Huojia Quan’s routines and moves are flexible]

【Live alive, live alive】

[Life should be lived to the fullest]

Singing and dancing, this is really singing and dancing.

The audience was stunned.

This way of singing and dancing directly subverts their cognition.

In previous singing and dancing performances, the most popular performers were generally similar to those of girl groups, performing various provocative dance poses.

The women are more pleasing to the eye. A grown man touches his breasts and twists his butt there. Not to mention how disgusting it is.

But Jiang Yu's singing and dancing are different.

During the middle accompaniment, Jiang Yu actually performed a set of majestic boxing techniques.

While singing the latter part, he held a fan and performed a set of fan tricks.

You know, in ancient times, a fan might also be a weapon.

It's okay to box in black clothes, but when playing with a fan, you should change into another set of clothes, the kind of clothes that are more fairy-like, which may be better.

But the flaws do not hide the beauty.

This has been an eye-opener for them!

Fierce screams came one after another.

"Ah, Brother Yu, so handsome!"

"What a great singer and dancer. He actually started practicing martial arts while singing!"

"My dear, is this a Chinese element? A character's?"

"That's right, Chinese style singing and dancing, hot Thai pants!"

[I’ve passed it, I’ve passed it]

【Fault and weakness never belong to me】

[I me me me, me me me me]

[No one can hide from our Jingwu attacks]

The fan kept flying in Jiang Yu's hands.

In the player lounge.

Several friends stared blankly at Jiang Yu's performance on the stage.

"Does Xiao Jiang still have this skill?" Chen Tong looked at the other players.

"Who knows." Zhou Muren looked envious.

Guo Qiang's eyes were full of admiration: "Haha, my brother Yu is still the best!"

Wei Hualing looked at Guo Qiang and couldn't help but smile: "Look at how excited you are, it feels like you are the one on the stage."

"It's the same, my brother Yu Niubi is my Niubi!"

Jiang Yu was still singing and dancing on the stage.

The extremely chic and powerful movements drove all the audience into madness.

In the director's control room.

Yan Ming looked at the continuously rising barrage interaction rate and almost smiled.

After Jiang Yu appeared on the stage, the number of barrages jumped by 10%. This person was born to prepare for the stage.

This is the strength to win the crown of singer in just over two years since his debut!

Traditional martial arts are integrated into singing and dancing, plus opera, rap, and extraordinary music played by traditional musical instruments.

After singing the song again.

Jiang Yu did a sideways somersault.

Stand firmly in the center of the stage.

It was different from bowing to the audience before.

This time, he held a folding fan in his hand and clasped his fists in front of the audience.

Finally, the music slowly ended, ending with a deafening sound of a gong.

The stunned audience seemed to be awakened by the sound of the gong.

After shocking others, he woke everyone up with the sound of gongs. He really made me cry to death.

The audience burst into warm applause.

Immediately afterwards, the audience stood up and shouted "Jiang Yu!"

The sound soared into the sky, as if it was about to lift the lid of the entire studio.

Judging from the stage effect, the answer is already clear as to who is the best performer in this show.

The barrage has also gone crazy.

"I've seen the Chinese style of singing and dancing!"

"Who is thinking about it? If he plays like this, he will be able to play!"

"Mom asked me why I was kneeling to watch the show!"

"Brilliant!!"

"It's so top-notch, this is our own singing and dancing!"

"That's awesome. I suddenly became energetic. Brothers, please wait while I run a five-kilometer run!"

The scene was lively.

The host spent a lot of effort to calm down the impetuous scene.

Finally, came the judging stage.

Wang Xianjun looked at Jiang Yu with a smile.

"Xiao Jiang, is this song of yours also of Chinese style?"

Jiang Yu nodded: "In my opinion, yes."

Ning Anbang looked at his grandson-in-law kindly: "So, the Chinese element of your song should be the hero Huo Yuanjia in it. No, should it be martial arts? Or maybe some opera is added to it. elements, or our traditional opera?”

"As for opera, I just tried to integrate it. I didn't expect it to be quite effective. However, my opera style is not very authentic. I hope professional teachers will not criticize me."

Jiang Yu thought for a while: "Actually, I think the element of my song does not refer to people or martial arts, but the martial spirit in it."

spirit.

It turns out that this song was written with martial spirit as an element?

The audience was in an uproar.

In the player lounge.

Chen Tong had a look of surprise on his face. He initially thought it was a song written with characters or Chinese martial arts as elements, but he didn't expect it to be a song based on the spirit of martial arts.

Wang Xianjun nodded: "I know, it's what you said at the beginning, it doesn't matter who is the best in the world, stop fighting and we will uphold martial virtue! That's it."

"Yes." Jiang Yu nodded: "Our country has experienced countless ups and downs over the past five thousand years. Without the martial spirit of never enduring oppression and daring to resist, we would not have developed to this grand situation today. , therefore, this song should be a promotion of the martial spirit.”

Wait until Jiang Yu finishes speaking.

The scene once again burst into applause.

"I have another question." Ning Anbang asked with a smile: "In everyone's impression, the Chinese style is more graceful and has more beautiful lyrics, but this song directly broke the audience's imagination. Inherent impression, so..."

Ning Anbang stopped here. The problem was actually very clear. He wanted to see what his grandson-in-law thought of it.

"Since this style came out, there has been no prescribed form of expression. Maybe it's because the songs I sang before were more graceful, but..."

Jiang Yu raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

"Who said Chinese style can't be popular style?"

As soon as these words came out, there was a sigh.

Wang Xianjun's eyes lit up.

"Okay, well said! Who said Chinese style can't be popular style?"

Jiang Yu smiled, hugged everyone again, and returned to the public area to wait. The next step was to vote.

Wait until he returns to the public area.

All the singers gathered around.

Guo Qiang directly gave Jiang Yu a big hug: "Brother Yu, you are so handsome."

While talking, he took the folding fan from Jiang Yu's hand and played with it himself: "Teach me how to play?"

Wei Hualing rolled her eyes: "Look at your ten fingers. Your strong fingers are like bananas. You can't learn."

Everyone laughed.

Jiang Yu showed Guo Qiang a slow motion demonstration with a smile: "Practice hard!"

This scene aroused everyone's interest, and even Zhou Muren also played a few games.

Finally, the host's voice rang out on the stage.

"Our semifinal results have been tallied."

"Now, all contestants and teachers are invited to come on stage again."