Countless people's eyes widened, just waiting for this moment.

The host instantly returned to his senses, "Okay! It seems that Xiang Ming has finished writing!Uh......" he smiled, "The director just told me that you took a little more than eight minutes." ”

Peng Xiangming smiled, turned around, looked for Qi Yutian, and picked up the microphone on the podium, "So, Mr. Qi Yutian, I didn't violate the rules!

The smile on Qi Yutian's face had been replaced by relatively obvious disdain.

He nodded and picked up the microphone, "A little more time, a little less, it's not that harsh, if you can write a good song, eighteen minutes and eight minutes, there is not much difference." What I want to know is whether your creative talent is your own. So...... Let's watch the song!"

Peng Xiangming smiled, turned his head again, and found the piano that had been transported to the stage just now.

The director really has no shots to cut, and just now he even let the audience across the country follow the piano handling process for more than a minute.

Peng Xiangming retracted his gaze and faced the audience, "I'm sorry for keeping you waiting." That...... Time was in a hurry, so I wrote the first word casually, and a little melody, uh...... Shall I sing it to everyone?"

I don't know how many people at the scene collectively responded to the situation.

The poor hostess has been out of line for a long time, and at this time she finally grabbed ahead of the male host and spoke, "Okay! Then, I'm also looking forward to it, we have asked Peng Xiangming to bring us this song that he created temporarily...... Uh, Xiang Ming, can you name the song?"

Peng Xiangming nodded, "Oh, the name of the song is ...... It's called "Another Journey in the Landscape"!"

"Okay! Please the audience and friends at the scene, and the audience and friends who are staying in front of the TV at the moment, let's enjoy Peng Xiangming's song "Another Journey in the Landscape" for us!"

Peng Xiangming walked to the piano and found that the microphone stand had been set up in front of the piano, and there was also a microphone on it, but the bracket was very high, and it should be that the staff forgot to adjust it to a height suitable for playing and singing.

So he put the microphone in his hand on the piano board, put the written manuscript paper on the music stand, and adjusted the height of the microphone stand by himself.

Coincidentally, this bracket can't be adjusted.

He did it several times, but he couldn't move.

At this time, Sun Xiaoyan, who was sitting in the audience, suddenly moved in her heart, and actually stood up straight, which startled Qi Yuan, who was still worried.

Seeing Sun Xiaoyan at this time, she couldn't take care of her high heels, nor the long skirt of the evening dress worth more than 200,000 yuan, and strode quickly to the stage.

Soon a nearby camera was on her.

In the control room, when the director saw this shot, he was stunned for a moment, and scolded again, "!", while sighing in his heart, "Why are there so many evil things today", but on the other hand, he immediately cut the camera to her.

It was found that Peng Xiangming couldn't move the microphone stand, and the host was about to go over to help, but first found that Sun Xiaoyan was striding onto the stage, and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and his heart slipped away.

But in an instant, his extraordinary reflexes made him stop himself.

He thought of the gossip between Peng Xiangming and her before, as well as the actress named Qi Yuan who played Cao Ling'er, so he almost immediately thought of Sun Xiaoyan's intention to come.

Sure enough, she walked quickly onto the stage regardless of the rules, and under the attention of countless people in the audience and in front of the TV, she walked to the piano and said to Peng Xiangming: "Don't get it, I'll help you get the microphone." ”

Peng Xiangming looked up at her, stunned for a moment, and then laughed.

He reached out, picked up the microphone from the piano board again, handed it to her, and sat down himself.

Sun Xiaoyan even deliberately went around, went around to the other side of the piano and Peng Xiangming, half-squatted, and raised the microphone for him.

So, no matter who it was, everyone instantly figured out Sun Xiaoyan's intentions.

At this moment, the whole country doesn't know how many male fans of Sun Xiaoyan scolded ""!

Although she is not the top popular, over the years, Sun Xiaoyan has always been quite popular, beautiful and beautiful, and she has played all the heroines who highlight her beauty and charm, and there are many men who like her in the whole country - this kind of scene similar to red sleeves is not only envious of others, but also vinegared others.

Two cameras stood nearby.

One was aimed at Peng Xiangming, and the other was aimed at Sun Xiaoyan.

Peng Xiangming rubbed his hands and put his hands on the piano keys.

Two seconds later, the song started.

The prelude was not long, and in anticipation of it, he soon began to sing-

"Spring breeze sideburns, young heart,

Spirited and ruthless.

Dreams turn, parting light,

I suddenly looked back and was awakened by my thoughts.

......”

The piano sound is smooth and the singing voice is steady.

At this moment, whether in the field or in front of the TV, everyone enjoys the same treatment - no subtitles.

While waiting just now, the director asked people to temporarily produce the content of Nalan's "Sauvignon Blanc" and present it on the big screen behind the stage.

When the camera was switched just now, the director even cut the word for a full twenty seconds.

But obviously, the lyrics sung by Peng Xiangming have nothing to do with this song for the time being.

However, Peng Xiangming's vocal lessons in the past half a year have not been in vain, his articulation is very clear, and his breath is also very stable and steady, at this time, when everyone listens very carefully, most of the lyrics can basically be understood.

And...... Those who know how to hear it with their ears will hear it, and this song is good.

It's plain, but it feels like it's full of stamina.

Especially the last sentence, I feel that Peng Xiangming handled it very well.

Very clever handling techniques.

"It's sorrow, it's joy,

It is the reluctant back of the slanting sun,

It's a farewell, it's a separation,

It's just a common thing in the world.

......”

This time, the last sentence made Huo Ming's brows unfold.

Ordinary things, very plain five words, but in this place, there is an indescribable sense of ironing.

Unconsciously, he kept lifting his heart, and gradually let go of a lot - just this melody, although it is not too brilliant, but it is enough to block Qi Yutian's mouth!

After all, it was written on an ad hoc basis, and it only took eight minutes to write!

The words are written like this, and with such a composition, if it can't be proved that Peng Xiangming has the creative ability to write lyrics and compose music, then how can he prove it?

At this time, Huo Ming subconsciously wanted to see the expression on Qi Yutian's face at this moment.

Unfortunately, it was too far away for him to see clearly.

At this moment, it was the audience in front of the TV, and when the director cut the camera to Qi Yutian just right, he just happened to see a touch of surprise and solemnity flashing on his face.

The strange smile on his face all the time was gone.

"The night is silent, guarding the lonely city,

Fight on the battlefield for the rest of your life.

......”

The singing finally came to a high pitch.

Huo Ming's eyes glared at the boss, and there was irrepressible excitement and joy in his eyes.

This song is here, up, on, and around, whether it is the lyrics or the song, it is very smooth, and it can even be called excellent - this is already very difficult.

For many creators, this level of lyrics and music is close to their highest level!

And at this moment, on the stage where he couldn't see clearly, Qi Yutian's face became more and more solemn, but more stunned only turned to his heart.

Don't worry about being stunned.

This song has made him feel a little good at this.

Even if it was all there was to it, he would feel that there was really no way to say that Peng Xiangming's creative ability was not good - he witnessed it from beginning to end that this young man really only took eight minutes to write these things!

And he is ninety percent, or even more than ninety percent sure, that in the absence of an invitation to a related TV series, there will hardly be anyone in today's music scene who will write a song related to "Sauvignon Blanc" in advance, and just save it for today's Peng Xiangming.

This is not the college entrance examination, who will be idle and have nothing to do?

The rhyme will not be rhymed with this word.

Nalan is not that popular.

But...... How is that possible?

Even if he has a certain creative ability, how can he write such a smooth, natural and beautiful melody in just eight minutes?

At this moment, the shock and solemnity on his face, the astonishment and uneasiness in his heart, all condensed into his hand—his fists were already clenched unconsciously.

It is difficult for him to be lucky, although until now, Peng Xiangming's lyrics have not appeared in any of the lyrics of this "Sauvignon Blanc", but with his experience, it is not difficult to judge that this word will probably appear in the next chorus.

And sure enough, at this time, the word "sheng" fell, and the piano suddenly gave an accent.

"A ride to the mountains, a trip to the water,

Walking towards the side of Yuguan,

A thousand tent lights in the middle of the night.

The wind is changing, the snow is changing,

The dream of a broken hometown can't come true,

There was no such sound in the old garden.

......”

When he heard the sentence "A thousand tents in the middle of the night", Qi Yutian could no longer be dignified, and the shock on his face at this time could not be concealed, let alone suppressed.

And when he finished listening to the last sentence of "There is no sound in the old garden", his face was even more dead.

It's a ...... Absolutely good song!

So far in my life, I have written three or four hundred songs, large and small, and those who can achieve this quality can only be selected with a thick skin, but only a dozen can be selected?

It's up to the sky!

And it only took him eight minutes!

At this moment, he looked at Peng Xiangming's gaze as if he saw a god.

............

The word "sound" fell, and although the piano sound did not stop, the applause had already sounded.

Huo Ming couldn't help but shake his head and sigh, smiling with relief on his face.

In just eight minutes, he can write something somehow, which is already very awesome, this stinky boy actually wrote such words, such a tune - "Sauvignon Blanc" is perfectly embedded, the whole lyrics are unified in rhyme, laid out in one breath, and what is even more commendable is that this song is so good!

It's melodious, but it's also mournful and moving.

It fully fits the meaning of the original word.

Perfect!

Even if it's not put in the context of writing the whole song in eight minutes, this song is almost impeccablely good! Considering it only took eight minutes to write it, this song is definitely impossible for anyone to pick out!

An Minzhi let out a long and presumptuous breath, and the whole person fell backwards and completely collapsed on the seat.

A very undignified posture.

Principal Zang Guowei nodded slowly, with a smile on his face, looking very satisfied.

But he couldn't help but glance at Qi Yutian on the stage again, and the anger in his eyes instantly returned to calm.

Cheng Yu spat fragrant and scolded, "Lie down...... Groove!"

Zhou Shunqing burst into tears with excitement, and the hands that were originally placed on the side of her legs very ladylike had been clenched into fists.

Ding Hu was so excited that he couldn't control Ning Xiaocheng's arm, but he was already stunned at the moment, "How is it? How is it? How is it? I didn't lie to you! Surprised, right? Shocked, right? Soul sublimation, right?"

"This is a genius!" Ning Xiaocheng muttered.

At this time, amid the sound of the piano interlude that did not stop, the camera camera slowly passed over the audience - the director personally cut this scene into a live broadcast screen.

As a result, across the country, every viewer who was watching the live broadcast could see it with their own eyes, and the faces of countless celebrities and celebrities on the scene at this moment were full of shock.

The camera gave Qi Yuan a full two or three seconds, and saw that she was reaching out to cover her mouth, and there were faint tears flashing in her eyes, and she couldn't tell whether it was the excitement at the moment or the release of the long worry just now.

The camera swept over the faces of many popular actors one by one.

Huang Ziqi looked shocked.

Dai Xiaofei's face was full of surprise.

The camera was still moving, and she suddenly bent down, across Guan Qian, and it seemed that Xu Zhijun over there had something to ask.

But Xu Zhijun had already fallen into complete shock, and seemed to have no intention of answering.

Guan Qian was also looking at her fellow disciple on the stage in a daze, not knowing what she was thinking.

The camera swept to Chu Hao, who has been relatively popular in the past year.

Even the director noticed the inexplicable complicated expression on his face—shocked, stunned, disappointed, and even ...... Shame?

It's hard to say, it's hard to tell.

............

In front of the TV, Peng's father breathed a sigh of relief, looking very confident, and said: "The words are okay, not ashamed!"

Peng's mother was full of excitement, "The song is good!" She used to call the song a song and the lyrics a lyric, "My son sings very well!"

This time, Dad Peng didn't mean to belittle and hit his son, and his son wasn't there anyway, so he nodded approvingly, "Hmm." Ok!"

And Liu Mi, who was also guarding in front of the TV, couldn't help laughing, "Grass! If you weren't so careful, how nice it would be!"

And what Lu Yuanyuan said was, "Ahh

............

"It's sorrow, it's joy,

It is the reluctant back of the slanting sun,

It's a farewell, it's a separation,

It's just a common thing in the world.

......”

The camera cuts back.

Peng Xiangming played and sang to himself, extremely focused.

A slender jade hand was held like that, and the microphone was very stable in front of him, sending his singing, together with the sound of the piano, into thousands of households and to everyone's ears.

And the man holding the microphone was half-squatting.

The director subconsciously glanced at another picture on the big screen, his heart moved, and the camera cut over - in the camera, Sun Xiaoyan, the newly baked queen, was full of emotion and fascination at the moment.

At this time, the director pointed to the fixed shot in the corner of the screen, and said with a sigh of relief: "It seems that the leader is very satisfied!, what a few good songs!"

The director also said, "Awesome!"

"The night is silent, guarding the lonely city,

Fight on the battlefield for the rest of your life.

......”

At this moment, Sun Xiaoyan didn't know that she had been frozen on the TV screen for ten seconds when she looked at Peng Xiangming so affectionately.

In the control room, the director suddenly breathed out of his nostrils, snorted coldly, and said, "Cut it to that old man, so that everyone can take a good look at what he looks like now!"

The camera cuts to the scene.

Qi Yutian's face was full of devastation, his eyes widened in shock, and he still couldn't believe what was happening in front of him.

"A ride to the mountains, a trip to the water,

Walking towards the side of Yuguan,

A thousand tent lights in the middle of the night.

The wind is changing, the snow is changing,

The dream of a broken hometown can't come true,

There was no such sound in the old garden.

......”

The sound of the piano is intense and exhilarating to a considerable extent.

At this time, whether it was on the scene or in front of the TV, almost everyone was completely immersed in this song.

"A ride to the mountains, a trip to the water,

Walking towards the side of Yuguan,

A thousand tent lights in the middle of the night. ”

Here, Peng Xiangming actually played a high note.

Even the director was stunned when he heard it, and turned his head: "There is a ...... Hey C, huh?"

The director was also stunned and had no intention of answering.

If the words are well written, the songs are well written, that's it.

It took eight minutes to write a song temporarily, and he actually completed the piano arrangement, and the whole song was played without much chaos, which was already close to a miracle.

And what is especially rare is that he still sang so smoothly and freely from beginning to end, and here, he actually dared to play a high note, and he was so high - if it wasn't for the haste in which everything happened, if he wasn't on the scene, he clearly saw the whole process of the development of things from beginning to end, and even he couldn't help but suspect that he had written the song in advance!

"What a awesome!"

The director couldn't help but spit fragrantly.

"The wind is changing, the snow is changing,

The dream of a broken hometown can't come true,

There was no such sound in the old garden.

There is no ...... in the old garden This sound. ”

The piano slowly fell, and eventually, the last note fell to the ground.

Peng Xiangming raised his head, looked at the sky at forty-five degrees, let out a long breath, and then quickly stretched out his hand, taking the microphone while holding Sun Xiaoyan's wrist.

Sun Xiaoyan looked at him with a fascination on her face, but at this time she still quickly came back to her senses, and with the strength of his hand, she stood up.

At this moment, the audience had already applauded.

And the applause lasted for a long time.

After Sun Xiaoyan got up, she only hesitated slightly, and then turned around and walked to the steps of the stage.

Peng Xiangming held the microphone in his hand and looked at the bottom of the stage, but the audience applauded non-stop.

So, he solemnly bowed down and thanked him.

When he straightened up, the applause continued.

The audience in front of the TV may not be able to hear clearly, but at the scene, even Peng Xiangming on the stage, at this time, he can clearly hear all kinds of shouts frequently sounding from the audience.

"Xiang Ming, awesome!"

"Damn, awesome!"

Peng Xiangming smiled, "Thank you! Thank you!"

The applause finally faded away.

But at this time, the two hosts who returned to the stage tacitly did not open their mouths to interrupt all this in front of them.

Even now, Peng Xiangming's song has been sung, and their eyes when they look at Peng Xiangming are still full of shock.

"Thank you!"

Peng Xiangming bowed down again.

The applause finally stopped.

Peng Xiangming took the microphone and said, "Thank you! Time is in a hurry, the level is limited, that's all...... Uh, it's not good enough, it's not perfect enough. But I did my best. ”

"It's already good! It's awesome!" suddenly someone in the audience shouted.

The applause rang out again.

Mixed with a chaotic cheer.

Peng Xiangming smiled, held the microphone in his hand, and said, "Thank you! But what...... The song, I've finished writing it, I've finished singing it, it's okay, I'll put it aside for a while, I want to say something else first. ”

As soon as he said this, and everyone noticed that the expression on his face was very solemn, the applause and applause quickly died down again.

Peng Xiangming said solemnly: "I'm not a staff member of the organizer, so I don't know the specific situation, but in my mind, such a big party, such an important awards ceremony, should be from planning, to preparation, to rehearsal, etc., the long process, there must be hundreds, maybe even thousands of staff, for this matter, has been busy for a long time." ”

"Because...... Because of the unexpected situation, although it was not my intention, but after all, this incident will suddenly appear because of me, and it will disturb the situation, here, please allow me to say to the organizers, to all the staff who have worked hard for months, to the leaders and friends present, and to the audience in front of the TV, sorry!

With that, he bowed and bent down.

Bow at ninety degrees.

The audience was stunned for a moment, and then thunderously applauded again.

And once again, it endured.

After a few seconds, Peng Xiangming straightened up, brought the microphone to his mouth several times, and wanted to speak, but the applause was extremely warm, so he had to smile and put the microphone down.

I don't know how long the applause rang out, but it finally subsided.

Peng Xiangming raised the microphone again and said, "That...... I'm done with what I'm going to say. My song has been written and sung, but I don't know if the song I created temporarily is enough to clear the impression that I can't write songs at all in Mr. Qi Yutian's heart, but deceives the world and steals my name. ”

He turned around and looked at Qi Yutian on the side behind him, ignoring the fact that he was already stunned at the moment, looking lost and depressed, and said calmly: "Just leave it to Mr. Qi Yutian to judge!"

"Thank you!"

This time, there was a moment of silence.

Then, again, the audience applauded wildly.

6,000 words! 10,000 today!

Rest assured, I really did my best.

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