Cannon fodder is always forced to become a group favorite

Gone's original work "Rotten" is more inclined to rock and electronic music as a whole, and the stage effect is excellent. Every time I sing this song at a concert, it will easily ignite the atmosphere of the scene.

And Yunyou's adaptation actually incorporates Chinese-style musical instruments, translates foreign lyrics into Chinese and reprocesses them, adding red and black stage costumes and psychedelic lights, it turns out to be a completely different sick and dark style. .

Generally speaking, when foreign songs are translated into Chinese and sung in Chinese, audiences who have heard the original work will feel inexplicably inconsistent. Few adaptations can surpass the previous work, but this song "Rotten" is different. Based on the chord mode of the original song, it has been drastically adapted, but it will not make people feel that it is inferior to the original song.

It’s like swapping raspberry pie for a raspberry mousse cake, the raspberry jam flavor is still there, just in a different form.

So, how can you say that raspberry cake is worse than raspberry pie?Because their ingredients are the same.

The song "Rotten" by gone is very famous, almost all the audience have heard it, and they are familiar with the melody of the song, but Yunyou's singing still subverted their imagination, making people unheard and refreshing.

They never imagined that traditional musical instruments such as flutes, flutes, and pipas can be so perfectly combined with electronic music, as if these two things should be blended into one piece of music by nature.

However, most of the interpretations of traditional musical instruments are lingering, melodious, sad, and desolate. No one has ever associated these with sickness and wind.

The scarlet light is like a sea of ​​blood, and the waves of blood are splashed on the stage. Every dance step and every song of the four teenagers easily stirs up the sea of ​​blood. The feeling is brand new and never experienced before, and the audience can't take their eyes off the stage at all.

In a fierce ensemble of pipa and guzheng, the two instruments are chasing after each other, just like fighting in a military field, and the clang and clang are layered on top of each other, which makes people's heart beat faster.

Just when it was about to reach a peak, suddenly, the sound of all instruments froze.

A beam of faint blue light came down abruptly, half of Yunyou's face was engulfed by the red of the red flame, and half of his face was stained with the blue of the deep sea.

In Ice and Fire, Yunyou closed his eyes lightly, opened his lips lightly, and sang loudly: "The countdown to life is approaching

You hold on to the thorns and remain stubborn. "

Ling Xiao was about to pin that rose behind Yunyou's ear. The rose petals were as red as fire, and Yunyou's face was as white as snow.

Ling Xiaoxing's voice was low and hoarse: "Do you want to let the thorns penetrate into your fingers?

Only then did this meaningless pause begin. "

One kind of voice is high-pitched and bright, and the other kind of voice is deep and steady. It doesn't dance, but it makes people feel that it is octave high and low, which is natural.

The sound of drums, flute, pipa, piano, and their singing are intertwined and fused in this song, and they are methodically threaded like threads, gradually advancing, and finally pushing the song to its climax.

The light change became intense, and the dopamine of the audience also boiled. Xue Yiding sang: "I give you roses."

Liang Yuan's mellow baritone voice quickly added: "Together with this rotten love."

Ling Xiaoxing's deep voice was tightly embellished: "Together with this rotten love."

The three progressive voices mobilized the audience's emotions to the extreme, like a small boat sailing in the sea, and the waves kept pushing up the emotions.

Just when their bodies were numb and their hairs were standing on end, Yunyou's part of the pattern straightened up their scalps.

He pinched his snow-white and slender neck with one hand, and held the microphone tightly with the other, as if the nightingale who sang all night finally ushered in the dawn, but was pierced through the heart by rose thorns in an instant. The rose greedily sucked blood and bloomed the most fragrant flowers. Weird and coquettish.

Burning the last of his golden blood, he sings: "With this rotten love—"

boom!A wave hit him head to face.

The boat capsized.

No one was spared, and no one survived.

Unimaginable treble, beautiful cadenza, amazing modulation.

Yunyou's singing is like a sea swallow, flying up and down in the widest range, gliding freely, fighting against the wind and waves without restraint.

No one can imagine that Yunyou can sing coloratura!

Everyone was shocked!

Everyone jumped out of their chairs!

His singing is like electricity, hitting everyone's ears through the sound waves, passing through the nerves, rushing into the brain, the heart is beating violently, the hands and feet are uncontrollable, and the soul is trembling from the electric shock.

They can even hear the sound of blood flowing and cells cracking.

"Fuck—"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

The audience looked like wild beasts completely out of control, obsessively looking at the boy on the stage, waving their support banners frantically, they rushed forward like a tide, just to get one step closer to the light in the center of the stage, all the bestiality just Crazy for him alone.

"Clang, clang, clang—"

After several accents of the piano opening and closing, and spanning ten degrees, the sound of all the instruments gradually converged and stopped, like a beast dormant back to its lair after the rolling winter thunder.

A pure white light broke through the sea of ​​scarlet blood, pouring down the loneliness.

The audience, who were still mad and boiling, seemed to be inspired by the gods, and they stopped the noise and shouted at the same time, holding their breath and staring at the young man on the stage.

All the madness and struggles stopped, white light spots jumped on his eyelashes, he let go of his neck, held the microphone, closed his eyes, as if he had exhausted his last bit of strength, and sang softly almost in a whisper: "Wait I, rotten death-"

The tail sound was extremely long, and it was like holding a breath, like the strings after intense playing. After all the instruments stopped, the strings were still vibrating faintly.The sound is like a gossamer, but the roots are disconnected and sticky, as if the air in everyone's lungs has been ravaged. Squeezed. They are worried that Yunyou's singing will cause hypoxia.

The people who were hanging silently with him were defeated one after another, Yunyou's singing finally stopped after dragging on to an unattainable length, and the lingering sound was still lingering in the field, lingering.

There was five or six seconds of silence in the audience.

No one spoke, no one coughed, no one even breathed.

It wasn't until the four teenagers stood in a row after posing and bowed in unison that people suddenly woke up.

A sharp needle punctured the balloon lightly, and screams burst out suddenly.

"Ah, ah, ah, Yunyou, I love you!!!"

"Ling Xiao Xing is awesome!!!"

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!"

Not only the audience, but also the barrage went completely crazy.

[Too much desire, too much desire, I am completely dead with this look! ! 】

[Yunyou is so charming that my legs are so weak! ! ! 】

[Large mother powder spoilage scene!Yunyou marry me! ! ! 】

Ning Zhengxuan was obviously also shocked by their group's performance. After a while, he came on stage, walked to the side of their group, and smiled weakly: "I found that your group can always give us countless surprises. Ling As the captain, Xiao Xing, do you have anything to say?"

Ling Xiaoxing raised the microphone and said: "The adaptation of our group is a bit big, and it can even be said to be completely different from the original style, but we are very happy in the process of adapting, and I hope everyone will like it."

As soon as the words fell, the audience erupted in unison, "I like it!!"

"Then as the C position, do you have anything to say about Yunyou?" Ning Zhengxuan asked.

The final high-pitched voice made Yunyou feel dizzy, and he wanted to lift the microphone, but he couldn't pull it up. Just when he didn't know what to do, Ling Xiaoxing passed Xue Yiding in the middle and walked to the side of Yunyou. He raised his microphone for him and placed it firmly on his chin.

This intentional act of coming over to deliver the microphone made the audience scream again.

The corners of Yunyou's mouth raised a little, and then quickly pressed down, overlapping hands with Ling Xiaoxing, holding the microphone loosely, and said, "I want to say, thank you Yiding and Liang Yuaner for their choreography, and..."

He tilted his head, and after strenuous exercise, his peach blossom eyes were washed brighter, and he looked over with a smile, and the heart of the peach blossom pool was slightly rippling in his eyes.

"Brother Ling, you have worked hard."

Ling Xiaoxing's heart trembled.The hand holding the microphone tightened unconsciously.

Yunyou's palms were sweating, and they were hotly attached to the back of Ling Xiaoxing's hands, not greasy, just warm.

Ling Xiaoxing closed his eyes and smiled back at him.

After the four of them finished their testimonials one by one, when Ning Zhengxuan asked them to leave the stage, the audience quit.

Regardless of men and women, they are using their maximum volume, shouting hoarsely over and over again: "Encore! Encore! Encore!!!"

Encore means to let them come back to perform again. For so many episodes, no group of players has encountered this situation, and they don't know what to do.

Ning Zhengxuan asked them to leave the stage several times, but the audience shouted more fiercely and crazily, they couldn't control it at all, and the audience wanted to rush to the stage desperately, so that the director had to send security personnel out to maintain order and appease them over and over again. The audience let the four go backstage.

"My God, is there such a big reaction?" Xue Yiding was a little frightened.

"This is exactly how a superstar is treated." Liang Yuan's eyes widened in disbelief.

Yun You patted their shoulders in a mature manner, and said, "When you become famous, there will be more such treatment."

Xue Yiding asked curiously: "Brother, you are so calm, have you met before?"

Yun You froze for a moment and shook his head: "Me neither."

This sincere reaction made the three of them happy, and they returned to the backstage with a smile.

As soon as the door was pushed open, there was another wave of cheers.

"Brother Yunyou, how can you still know how to play tricks! Are you a god! You can do everything! Why are you so awesome!"

"Brother Ling's song was adapted by you, right! Damn it, he hanged himself! Teach me!"

After a while of effort, they finally sat down.

The results will be released after all the groups have performed. Before that, those who have performed and those who have not performed have to wait in the background, but the sitting area is different.

So far, only two groups have finished singing, so Yunyou ran into Qi Caifan and the others again.

Geng Yan didn't even have the strength to challenge them, he just watched them sit down.

Qi Caifan's face was pale, she managed to pull herself together, and said with a smile: "Brother Yunyou, you sing really well, I think our group will lose to you."

Yun You was surprised and said, "So you still have self-knowledge."

The barrage burst out laughing: [Hahahahaha Yun is worthy of being you]

[People are just being polite to you, why do you take it seriously (dog head)]

[I'm so happy to see that qcf finally shut up, I've been seeing him for a long time, you fake white lotus bitch! 】

Qi Caifan's face turned even paler, her lips trembled for a long while, unable to speak.

While waiting for the other groups to sing, Yun You leaned on the chair and closed his eyes to rest his mind. The mental pressure in the past few weeks was too great, and today he was exhausted suddenly, and he was a little tired.

Suddenly, Xue Yiding, who was sitting next to him, let out a "wow": "Our group's performance is a hot search."

Yunyou ignored it and continued to rest with his eyes closed.

After a few minutes, Xue Yiding said "Oh!": "I jumped from the thirties to the top ten so quickly! Awesome!"

Yunyou felt a little noisy, so he turned his back to him.

Not long after, Xue Yiding said "Fuck!" and bounced off the chair.

Yun You was completely annoyed: "Can you have a quiet meeting?"

As if struck by lightning, Xue Yiding stared wide-eyed in horror, pointed at his finger, couldn't close his mouth in surprise, and stammered several times "I" before he managed to utter a sentence:

"The Gone group tweeted that we sang well! We flew straight to the top of the trending list!!"

Yun You opened his eyes, blinked, and popped out a syllable: "Ah?"

The group next to him suddenly turned around upon hearing the words, and Qi Caifan asked with a trembling voice in disbelief, "What!??"

The rest of the contestants also turned around one after another, Qiqi stared at Xue Yiding, suspecting that he had heard it wrong.

Even the bullet screen was filled with [Fuck! ? ? ?Gone, who hasn't posted anything for thousands of years, actually tweeted? ? ? 】