The audience in the audience couldn't help but sigh on the spot when they saw that they played two bars with the erhu, put down the huqin and sang RAP unexpectedly.

“？？？”

"Other people's beats have guitar and piano, but it's the first time I've seen someone play an erhu to make a beat!"

"Xu Chunqiu has really never disappointed in this aspect of unexpectedness, he played a drama at the beginning, and carried a huqin on stage, who would have thought that they would actually come to RAP?"

"I remember that Fu Nanxun was a RAP when he was in the group before, and this performance is really a lifetime. ”

"Is it Chinese-style rap, yes, yes, there is an attitude......"

“......”

They put down the huqin, ripped the secured microphone off the shelf, and slowly approached from both sides of the stage.

Fu Nanxun took a deep breath and put his hand to his mouth.

He has some unsightly breath and basic skills in the opera circle, and it is rare to be solid when he changes to the idol industry, the breath is long and abundant, and the words are clear and distinct.

The repertoire was chosen by Xu Chunqiu, this is not an easy song to pick up, the lyrics are dense and compact, but there are few ventilation outlets, fortunately, the two of them are top in business when they are in the group. The precise dynamics, the grainy texture, and the fast-paced lyrics give people a sense of suffocation in the pouring rain. They are temporarily combined, and they have a bit of a perfect combination.

"The world isn't as perfect as you think."

"I was suppressed by the great task that the sky was about to descend, and I didn't have a chance to talk back."

"A moment of relaxation can lead to rebirth, if you really have that backbone"

"You should go and complete your own mission."

He sang and sang, and suddenly he was a little stunned.

He sang this song many times in the practice room before going on stage, and he broke and crumpled every lyric and practiced it, but there was no time when he had this sense of resonance when he stood on the stage at this moment, and for a moment, he even felt that he was singing clearly that it was no one else, but himself.

This world is not as perfect as you think, and there is no chance to talk back when you are pressed by the great task that the sky will descend.

The heavy responsibility, the weight of the quintessence of the country, and the heavy burden one after another weighed heavily on his shoulders. He left the stage and returned to the theater garden like a southern goose returning to the nest, and people either praised or complained about his resoluteness, and no one knew how much he loved and loved the stage.

I'm obviously ready, even if I play the piano all my life, I won't be able to go on stage again, but ......

He turned his head to look at Xu Chunqiu. She was dressed in a black gown, with a golden unicorn embroidered with thin silk threads on it, black hair and white skin, red lips like fire, and her eyes seemed to contain a whole galaxy.

You know that I am carrying a heavy responsibility, and I am afraid that I will never have the opportunity to sweat on the stage like I did when I was a teenager in my life, so why should I see such a beautiful scenery.

But then, he heard Xu Chunqiu's next lyrics.

"I'm a single-handed, single-handed, Tan Sitong who smiles at the sky."

"Fearless of any hardships and dangers, clenching your fists in the air"

"Laugh at my impulsiveness, empty thoughts, and daydreams all day long."

"Walk like the wind, sit like a clock, walk with me in life and death"

Fu Nanxun looked at her back, so thin, but so explosive.

At that moment, he seemed to see the song "Farewell My Concubine" sung by Xu Chunqiu holding the sword flower in Fujialou, and he seemed to see her and "Mantianxing" standing on the stage holding the microphone together.

How can anyone balance tradition and fashion at the same time?

"Polishing the gun in my hand, incense on the ancestors"

"The wind is sluggish, the water is cold, and I have the tone of Peking Opera"

——Beijing City is not only the Forbidden City Tiananmen Square with red walls and blue tiles, nor is it only the big fence of Nanluoguxiang with blue bricks and gray tiles, it also has a CBD with high-rise buildings and a busy financial street.

——The city is far more inclusive than you think, it accommodates the prosperity of the concrete forest and the charm of the alleys at the same time, and has come to this day through the long river of history.

Xu Chunqiu's words once again surfaced in his mind, it was not a fool's dream, she really believed in it, and she had been working hard for it, even if it was difficult and bumpy ahead, even if it was only alone.

"Raise a glass and drink this bowl of celebration wine, and then stride forward to face the wind without supporting the wall."

"You and I drink this celebratory wine together, and see how I can show my skills for you in times of crisis."

The voice of the rap was quiet, and the accompaniment was quiet, as if the whole world had gone silent.

The audience was silent for a few seconds, as if they had not regained their tastes, and it took a long time to burst into a burst of applause.

"Absolutely, I, a person who has never listened to opera, suddenly understood the charm of the four sentences of Peking Opera at the beginning. ”

"It is said that RAP is vulgar and is street music, but this song has no dirty words and no DISS people, and it still burns to the point of exploding, this is the real Chinese style RAP!"

"Handsome, handsome, at first I thought Xu Chunqiu was going to sing again, but after listening to it, I seemed to understand why she fell in love with this song. ”

“......”

At the end of the song, Xu Chunqiu and Fu Nanxun stood in the center of the stage for a curtain call and returned to the backstage.

Fu Nanxun got off the stage, but the blood still seemed to be boiling.

The backstage sound is very noisy, his face is still wearing stage makeup, his ears are buzzing, and his heart is still surging.

Xu Chunqiu heard something at the tip of his ear, patted his forearm and said, "Your phone seems to be ringing." ”

Fu Nanxun took it out and took a look, and sure enough, it was a missed call vibrating, and the remarks on it showed that it was Old Man Fu.

Old Man Fu was unfamiliar with operating the elderly machine and dialed his phone.

A familiar voice came from the other end of the phone, Fu Nanxun couldn't tell what he was feeling, he only heard the other end of the phone say: "Nanxun, ......"

"It's a good song, I watched it. ”

Fu Nanxun's tense nerves relaxed suddenly.

When Mr. Fu first learned that he was going to be an idol, what did he say about RAP? vulgar, impetuous, and unclear, but now he recognizes the stage he loves, and the RAP he sings on the stage as an idol.

"I remember, when you left home at the age of seventeen, you asked me, do you have to choose one between Liyuan and the entertainment industry?"

Old Man Fu's voice was old with unconcealed pride.

"Now I've changed my mind. ”

"Not necessarily. ”

As if he had thought of something interesting, he suddenly smiled: "You young people like to say what they like, children make choices, and adults want everything." ”

"Go ahead, I'll let you go. ”