Chapter 283:
"champion!"
"champion!!!"
The stage lights change, red light is like fire, pink light is like clouds, yellow light is like electricity, like flowing amber. The outline of Fengqi Wutong appears inlaid in a bright light and shadow.
Lin Zhixing, who was standing in the center of the stage, inadvertently turned around, quite unexpectedly.
Just where Fang Jian was standing, a black spherical luminous object appeared.
The moment I walked forward and touched...
[Singing skill (emotion) proficiency +1 point. 】
[Current: Mood B (45/50). 】
It has reached the threshold of a new improvement stage, and the ability to sing emotions has improved again.
"Thank you Brother Jian, I will use my strongest strength to defeat you!"
As the lights dimmed, Lin Zhixing, who was dressed in a black suit and stood tall, nodded to the band teachers in the audience.
The pianist played the keys, and the smooth prelude sounded softly, and then the accordion beauty seamlessly joined in with a smile, and the beautiful melody made the whole audience's emotions boil for the first time.
"Oh brother, even though he is well dressed, he still looks very sexy!"
"Wow, this prelude is amazing. It really feels like being on the shores of Lake Baikal, looking at the sparkling lake surface and the wind blowing."
"To popularize science for everyone, Lake Baikal has a total volume of 23.6 trillion cubic meters, and its deepest point reaches 1,637 meters. It is the deepest lake in the world and the largest freshwater lake in Eurasia. The lake is 636 kilometers long, with an average width of 48 kilometers. It’s 31,500 square kilometers!”
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off screen.
In a high-end apartment.
Guo Jiahe, who was eliminated from the competition, stayed in front of the computer early.
He pinned his wish to eliminate Fengqi Wutong on Fang Jian and Wang Jiawei.
When he saw Fang Jian singing the famous song "Three Lives With You", he felt very comfortable and the corners of his mouth turned up for a long time.
When he listened to the prelude of "Lake Baikal" and knew it was a ballad, he immediately got up and left the computer, trotted to the wine cabinet, took a bottle of champagne and placed it next to the computer.
"If you don't come up with a song that ignites the scene and compete with the strongest music poets with ballads, you are really brave!"
Guo Jiahe muttered and picked up the bottle opener on the table with a smile.
"This bottle of champagne is opened for you!"
…
Gorgeous center stage.
The song slowly entered the main part. Lin Zhixing, who was lowering his head to prepare his emotions, raised the microphone, slightly opened the corners of his lips and opened his mouth.
"In my arms and in your eyes"
"Where the spring breeze is intoxicating, where the grass is green"
His voice is not completely transparent and clear. Occasionally, he will be hoarse in every word and a half, just like the large and small gravels hidden under the waterfall, but it can always bounce out some unexpected surprises. These tiny sounds are not as majestic as the big rivers, but they are more breathtaking than the shallow creeks and pools.
In just 26 words at the beginning, it depicts a scene of a man and a woman cuddling together to enjoy the scenery, immersing the audience in their emotions.
Singer waiting room.
"The melody is so beautiful!"
As soon as the prelude sounded, Fang Jian was deeply attracted by this song and felt that the melody of this song was very beautiful.
At the same time, he discovered that Lin Zhixing's singing skills had improved again.
Since you have such strength, why didn't you show it before? Could it be...
——The strength is unknown, but you will become stronger when you are strong?
Their song is very similar to their own singing style. The live version of the ballad cannot beat Wang Jiawei's. It seems that they want to use the same type of songs to determine the winner first.
"Okay, let's fight!"
Fang Jian straightened up, looked at Lin Zhixing singing passionately on the screen, and thought to himself: "If you can beat me with the same type of song tonight, the title of music poet will be given to you!"
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Gorgeous center stage.
Song Ge, who was wearing a white dress, turned to face Lin Zhixing, slowly raised the microphone, and the two looked at each other affectionately, just like the lovers who loved each other deeply in the song.
"The moonlight spreads love all over the lake"
“A campfire for two lights up the night”
Her voice is like walking in the clouds, like the breeze caressing the cheek, and has the feeling of silent spring rain moisturizing things, bringing the listener into the fairyland-like lakeside scenery, as if they are immersed in a romantic story.
The audience, listening to this song, felt like they were standing on the lawn by the lake, with the stars in the night sky getting brighter and brighter, and the one they loved standing beside them, looking at them with such tender eyes.
The two sang together, and their beautiful singing ignited the live broadcast room.
"Oh Ye Ge's voice may not be the prettiest, and his singing skills may not be top-notch, but he can bring singing to life and sing stories, which is amazing."
“The first time I learned about Lake Baikal was from high school geography, it was the deepest lake in the world. The second time I learned about Lake Baikal was Oh, Brother, here, a poetic distant place.”
"Although I am not an expert in music, I still want to express my opinion. After a long period of thinking and analysis, I actually don't know how to evaluate it. As I said at the beginning, I am not in this area. expert."
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Singer waiting room.
"It's so beautiful, the person is beautiful and the voice is beautiful!"
Wang Jiawei looked at Song Ge singing emotionally on the screen and admired it very much.
She felt that Song Ge's vocal skills were too solid, and she performed the soulful lyrics vividly. Her voice is so beautiful that she doesn't even need an accompaniment, her voice is the most moving instrument.
The scary thing is that this type of ballad is not her best thing yet.
"Come on and advance!"
Wang Jiawei was very excited to have such a strong opponent and prayed silently in her heart, hoping that she could compete with Song Ge in the next round.
…
"Wandering like clouds after many years"
"The changing pace makes it difficult for us to hold hands."
"How many of you and me are there in this life?"
"Swallowed in the moonlight night"
The chorus between Lin Zhixing and Song Ge is like the lyrics coming into reality. One of the two voices is as gentle as moonlight, the other is as deep as lake water. The two voices are perfectly integrated.
The lightness of the accordion takes people to the lake, the harmonies pull people into a climax, and the transitions make people forget to leave.
Jury seat.
"The song is so well written!"
Lu Liangshan likes this song very much. I lamented Lin Zhixing's powerful creative ability.
The beautiful scenery outlined in the eight sentences above was quickly erased by the four sentences just now. What I thought was HE was easily changed to BE.
He didn't like happy endings, but in another way of thinking, he felt that this song was even more amazing.
If the author of this song is "Baikal", it would be amazing.
Lake Baikal has witnessed the love of a couple and their separation, but it can only describe everything it has seen in a calm voice, just like a singer on the stage.
"Snapped!"
Lu Liangshan clicked the "Add Votes" button, but the machine did not respond.
Only then did he realize that in the finals, the additional vote section was cancelled, the judges' proportion of 10 votes was changed to 5, and votes could only be cast after all singers had finished singing.
But this scene was captured by the camera.
His recognition of Fengqi Wutong was seen by the audience.
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auditorium.
When Xiao Song was immersed in the song, he accidentally glanced and found that his boyfriend beside him was crying.
She was very surprised. Her boyfriend was a very strong-willed person. She had never seen him shed a tear in ten years of dating. She didn't expect that today she was moved to tears by a song.
"Hey, did the man cry when he listened to the song?"
Xiao Song bumped her boyfriend with her shoulder and asked with a narrowed smile.
"It's not because of the song."
The boyfriend wiped his tears, clenched his fists and said excitedly: "Lake Baikal is called "Beihai" in ancient Chinese books. Su Wu Shepherd is in Beihai. During the period of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, Fenglang Juxu also attacked Beihai."
"When our Chinese ancestors had a relationship with the North Sea, where were the Maozi people? Their ancestors were still wearing animal skins in caves in Scandinavia to warm themselves over the fire! As a Chinese, I have no objection to Maozi's possession of Baikal. The lake is unconvinced."
Xiao Song: "..."
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"I wish that one day the past would reappear"
“We linger on the shores of Lake Baikal”
"How many years later, the past will be gone with the clouds"
"The flying ice and snow cannot tolerate that tenderness."
In the center of the gorgeous stage, Lin Zhixing and Song Ge's singing gradually became better.
The audience was very immersed in listening. In the quiet background, every breath and every emotion was amplified, touching the hearts of the audience more directly.
The intoxicating spring breeze, green grass, clear and mysterious charming scenery and the bonfire between the two people ignited the audience's fascination with Lake Baikal.
"There is too little time in this life"
"Not enough to prove the deep love that melts ice and snow"
The verse part is like the breeze blowing on the face, while the climax part is like the rising tide of the sea, raising the audience's mood.
auditorium.
The lyrics just touched the hearts of countless viewers.
When things have changed many years later, and the people around you are no longer the same people you thought you would be for the rest of your life. When I think back to the shores of Lake Baikal where my deep love left traces, what I probably think of is that "there is too little time in this life" and there is not enough time to fulfill the promise.
"baby."
"Um?"
"Let's go to Lake Baikal tomorrow!"
Before the song ended, Fengqi Wutong aroused countless audiences' longing for Lake Baikal with her outstanding singing.
Inside the director's office.
"940!"
"950!"
"Will it exceed 10 million? Will there be a miracle?"
Hong Bo never expected that a ballad could make the data in the live broadcast room soar. If a singer can break the 10 million record while singing, he is willing to give it a try.
…
"Just one day you suddenly appeared"
"Clear and mysterious on the shores of Lake Baikal"
"You are as clear and mysterious as the shores of Lake Baikal"
Singer waiting room.
"First describe the happiness of two people when they are together, and in the middle describe the regret of being separated and unable to meet each other. In the end, it is still romantic after all, and arranges the appearance of beautiful dreams. How wonderful!"
After listening to the whole song, Fang Jian admired Lin Zhixing's creative skills.
The whole song is like a Maozi ballad, with a hint of Soviet-style tragedy and deep romance.
Although the melody is gentle, the song has a high-end sense of beauty and imagery, and paired with Lin Zhixing's spiritual lyrics, the whole song becomes a musical poem that can be remembered for a long time!
"I lost!"
Fang Jian felt that he had been defeated. Lin Zhixing indeed deserved the title of "Music Poet".
He took out his cell phone from his pocket, clicked on the "note" that recorded his inspiration, and found a song called "By the West Lake".
After glancing at the lyrics, Fang Jian let out a sigh.
He is obviously a newcomer who has just debuted, but for some reason, he always feels that he is living in the shadow of Lin Zhixing's creation.
Jury seat.
Huang Xiao stared straight at Lin Zhixing, admiration in his eyes.
He likes this song very much, especially the line "The bonfire of two people, lighting up the whole night".
The bonfire will not light up the whole night. It is the fire of lust and love, burning up the silence of the night. Because the two know that after tonight, there will be endless waiting.
He thinks that Lin Zhixing's works are static and flowing pictures, like the beautiful landscape paintings of the American National Geographic Magazine, and like the exquisite documentaries shot by the BBC.
If Fang Jian is a musical poet, then Lin Zhixing is a musical painter.
Wei Donglin, a special judge who has always supported Guo Jiahe, also intends to vote for Feng Qi Wutong under today's secret ballot rules.
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Listen to the end of the song.
The audience's hair is erected, their whole body is limp, their eyes are focused, their expressions are scattered, as if they have just experienced a gluttonous feast, enjoying it with a hint of despair, and despairing with infinite enjoyment.
The accompaniment of the song has ended, and many audiences at the scene are still immersed in the song with their eyes closed, unwilling to wake up.
"Dude, it's time to vote!"
"Please don't wake me up, I'm at Lake Baikal!"
The audience didn't wake up from the song until the host He Ling walked onto the stage, and immediately gave thunderous applause and cheers.
"The song is so beautiful! Champion! Champion!!!"
"This is the most beautiful lyrical song I've ever heard, thank you, brother Oh Ye!"
"After you left, I saw that everyone in the world is like you. How many loves have nowhere to go in this life? I hope there will be years to look back, and share the deep love."
...
Outside the screen.
In a high-end apartment.
"No way..."
Guo Jiahe, who had been listening with his eyes closed, suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, feeling that Feng Qi Wu Tong might be able to successfully advance.
He listened to both songs very seriously.
Even though he was biased in his heart, he didn't know why, but he still felt that Feng Qi Wu Tong's singing effect was better than Fang Jian's...
"Don't lose to them!"
Guo Jiahe looked at the champagne opened on the table, his face ashen, as if something was stuck in his throat.
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In the center of the gorgeous stage.
Feeling the enthusiasm of the audience, Lin Zhixing and Song Ge smiled. After giving their best, they believed that they would be able to advance successfully.
“Thank you for the wonderful performance of Fengqi Wutong!”
Host He Ling announced: “Now, please invite Wang Jiawei to bring us a song…”
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In the waiting room for singers.
“Xiao Lin, your songwriting is great!”
Fang Jian gave Lin Zhixing a thumbs up and pulled him to his side, with a hint of desire in his eyes, saying: “I especially like the song “By the Lake Baikal” you sang tonight, and the song “Legend” you sang before. I think I have a special fate with these two songs!”
As he said, he showed Lin Zhixing the note in his mobile phone.
“By the West Lake…Legend?”
After reading the note, Lin Zhixing widened his eyes in surprise.
“Can I discuss with you to sell me the cover rights of these two songs?”
“Brother Jian, it’s free for you!”