When my confession was rejected, I went after Liu Tianxian

Wang Mingjie retreated.

With thousands of people cheering, Chen An slowly appeared on the stage.

"Chen An! Chen An!"

"Chen An! Come on!"

......

Cheers came and went, and some excited fans even stood up from their seats and waved their hands vigorously.

Chen An looked around at the audience, bowed slightly, and said, "Hello everyone, the song I brought to you - [Qingming Rain]."

After saying that, he picked up his guitar and sat on the chair prepared by the staff.

Time was so tight that I didn’t have time to find a band teacher to provide accompaniment, so I had to use the guitar to accompany me.

Seeing that Chen An was about to start the show, the audience instantly fell silent.

The stadium with tens of thousands of people suddenly became extremely silent.

"when!"

A melodious prelude sounded, floating throughout the stadium.

The entire audience suddenly widened their eyes and stared at the figure on the stage.

"This prelude sounds great!"

"Oh my god, my skin is getting goosebumps, hey!"

With just this prelude, the song Chen An is about to sing has already surpassed Wang Mingjie's Haiyan.

"Old Fang, this seems to be the national custom!"

Jay Chou sat up straight in the audience and couldn't help but ask.

Fang Wenshan said nothing and looked at Chen An intently, anticipating the lyrics of the song.

"The first dawn shines through the window and the clouds shake on the West Bridge."

"I miss the corners of your clothes that swayed slightly in the breeze"

"Wood Carving Golden Years Ripples" was written seven years ago.

"Because I spend my whole life just for you."

Chen An played the guitar and sang slowly, completely immersed in the singing.

The tens of thousands of spectators in the auditorium felt goosebumps all over their bodies.

"What beautiful words, my scalp goes numb when I hear them!"

"Chen An is so talented, woo woo, the morning sun shines through the window and the clouds sway over the West Bridge. What kind of person can write such lyrics?"

"If you can write this kind of words in twenty minutes, what kind of existence is Chen An?"

The audience was shocked by the lyrics.

But the one who was most shocked was Fang Wenshan who was next to Jay Chou.

He is a lyricist and has an extremely keen sense of lyrics.

When he heard the first lyrics, he excitedly held Jay Chou's arm.

This word is really amazing!

It’s so well written!

"The rain wets my eyes, and I lean on the well every year and look forward to returning home."

"The worst thing I'm afraid of is that I've already torn apart two lines of tears without realizing it."

......

"I can't find your paradise in this world"

"Looking in the east bottle and in the west mirror, I wish I could never forget it."

"It's time to send chrysanthemums to you again on the Qingming rain"

"Sing your favorite song softly"

Every line of this song can give the audience an excellent listening experience.

It is as if they are not listening to a song, but watching a master painter draw a picture in their mind.

The painting style is sad, but the artistic conception is quite beautiful.

Even Jay Chou couldn't help but relax and listen to the music quietly at this time.

But only Fang Wenshan seemed to have been hit by a bomb, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably.

Put it in the east bottle and the west mirror, I wish I could forget it!

Put it in the east bottle and the west mirror, I wish I could forget it!

Fang Wenshan repeated these words in his mouth, as if he was shocked by these words.

I am afraid that few of the tens of thousands of people present could understand the meaning of this lyric.

In ancient times, Huizhou people were accustomed to placing bottles on the east side of the wooden table at home, symbolizing their husbands, and placing mirrors on the west side, symbolizing their wives. These are traditional decorations that sound like the harmonious sound of harp and harp, implying a life of peace.

This sentence is not only a lyric, but also a culture.

Among them, "Putting a bottle in the east and a mirror in the west" means that the husband is afraid of seeing things and missing others, so he deliberately puts the bottle placed in the east to the west to comfort himself that nothing has happened, everything will be the same as before, and everything will be fine. .

During the Qingming Festival, he looked at the green comb and rouge once used by his lover, now sleeping quietly in the corner, and seemed to think of the way she was dressing and laughing at the same time. Those smiles seemed to be right in front of him, but they were long gone.

Tears burst out of his eyes instantly. This was "I hate to forget."

The more Fang Wenshan thought about it, the more his body trembled.

Is this really improvised?

Isn't it true that you are just lucky enough to win the question?

"There is a harp in the distance and the sound of a harp is making the sky rain."

"Juanjuan tell yourself what's on your mind"

"The moon shadow looks forward to the fireworks and how many candles are red"

"Old dreams in the world of mortals have become empty"

At this point in the song, the audience suddenly realized that the rain in the lyrics was not just the rain from the sky, but also the rain in the heart.

The audience's emotions were also inexplicably infected and became a little sad.

He hummed along involuntarily.

"boom!"

Fang Wenshan couldn't hold back her excitement anymore and slapped Jay Chou's thigh hard.

He couldn't help but mutter: "It is indeed so, it is indeed so!"

"Old dreams in the world of mortals have become empty. This sentence echoes the previous lyrics. It's so amazing, so amazing!"

Director Jay was in pain and was interrupted from his free thoughts by Fang Wenshan. He frowned and glanced at his old friend who he had known for many years.

"Old Fang, are you so excited?"

Fang Wenshan said nothing, still mumbling vague words.

Seeing this, Jay Chou rubbed his painful thigh and continued listening to the song.

"I can't find your paradise in this world"

"Looking in the east bottle and in the west mirror, I wish I could never forget it."

"It's time to send chrysanthemums to you again on the Qingming rain"

"Sing your favorite song softly"

In the last sentence, Chen An stretched out his voice and sang the song slowly.

After it was over, Chen An looked towards the audience.

At this time, the audience seemed to be immersed in this clear drizzle and couldn't extricate themselves.

This state lasted for about two minutes and was suddenly broken by a man wearing long sleeves, a mask and sunglasses.

"Okay! This song is so well written!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the audience burst into thunderous applause.

Several rows of female fans stood together, shouting excitedly and waving their hands, as if they had rehearsed.

"Whoa, whoa!"

"Whoa, whoa!"

"Whoa, whoa!"

This kind of shouting seemed to be contagious and overflowed in the stadium.

"Chen An! Chen An!"

Tens of thousands of people shouted in unison, as if they were about to overturn the entire stadium.

It can be seen from the audience's reaction that this song is countless times better than Haiyan.

"Ugh....."

At the judges' table, Wang Chengbo took off his glasses and pinched his eyebrows hard.

Lost, completely lost.

Even with him as a judge on the side, Wang Mingjie would not be able to win.

What's more, after Wang Chengbo listened to this song "Qingming Rain", he had no intention of continuing to help Wang Mingjie.

First, because this song is so excellent and he likes it very much.

The second reason is that helping has no meaning anymore. If you continue to help Wang Mingjie, you will only lose your reputation. This is another price.

The cheers from the audience lasted for four or five minutes, during which the host failed to control the scene several times.

And some news media seemed to have gone crazy, breaking through the security guards and coming to the stage one by one, setting up their machines and pointing them at Chen An.