The song is melodious with a little "lazy".

There is not so much 'passion', there is not so much treble and roar, just like a young man, sitting by the fire, in the cold winter night, telling his story, his hometown, his past, slowly......

This singing style and artistic conception are very different from most of the previous songs, and at the beginning, it attracted Liu Mang.

However, this attraction made Liu Mang a little undecided.

He hesitated, and for a while, he didn't know whether it was good or bad, and he didn't know how to evaluate it.

Just then, the chorus part arrived.

Lin Yi's singing voice came again, pointing to the theme and naming everything!

"You're in the southern sun

Snow

I'm in the cold night in the north

The four seasons are like spring

If only it was too late before dark

I'm going to forget your eyes

Extremely poor all his life

I can't finish a dream

The big dream woke up and it was absurd in this life

The south of the mountain is south, and the north is sad in autumn

There are grain piles in Nanshan

The south wind is murmuring, and the north is in the north

There are tombstones in the North Sea

......”

"Ah!!h

Liu Mang exclaimed.

"This song...... This song ......!!!"

He still didn't know what to say.

But he knew he had goosebumps!

There are goosebumps all over his body, and this song is very good, which is very in line with his ideas, and it also makes him, who has almost lost interest in most songs, feel extremely surprised!

"That's good!"

"It's really good, and it's different from other songs!"

"It's not love songs, it's not pop, it's not rock, it's not ......"

"But, it's just good!"

"Is this a ballad?!"

"There is not so much utilitarianism, there is not so much love and hatred, just a faint telling of his own story......"

Perhaps, this kind of ballad is destined to be niche music, but ...... Loved, loved, really loved!"

Liu Mang looked at the second song "The Girl by the Bridge", and the whole person almost jumped up with excitement.

But at the same time, he was even more apprehensive.

Afraid!

I'm afraid that the quality of "The Girl by the Bridge" is not as good as "Nanshan Nan", so he will be happy......

......

Xiangjiang, Wang Feng's villa.

"The south of the mountain is south, and the north is sad in autumn

There are grain piles in Nanshan

The south wind is murmuring, and the north is in the north

There are tombstones in the North Sea

......”

Melodious singing, far away.

The four 'old men' of the Tempest Quartet were there, but at this moment, they were silent for a long time.

Until......

This song "Nanshan Nan" has been looped several times before they 'woke up like a dream'.

As musicians, their ability to appreciate music is undoubtedly several levels deeper than that of ordinary people, but it is precisely because of this that they can more intuitively feel the charm of that kind of folk song......

"Xiao Linzi, this guy, what a freak!"

Luo Dazhong looked stunned and frightened, and said in astonishment: "This is simply a brand new genre!"

"Did he name the genre folk? good, really good!"

Wang Feng exclaimed: "As soon as I opened my mouth, there was a sense of picture coming to my face, the lyrics were very good, and the singing was so ......"

"There are not so many life and death partings, there is no family and country righteousness, just quietly telling their own stories, perhaps...... That's why it's more attractive, isn't it?"

He Danan kept nodding his head, like a chicken pecking rice.

"Nanshan Nan" ...... He's got him!"

"If there are a few more high-quality songs of the same type, perhaps, a new music genre will be born in his hands!"

"It's not about birth. ”

Wang Feng suddenly said: "I have some understanding, there is indeed such a similar form of music among the people, but it is not called a ballad, and it is very niche, and there are few good songs......

"Or to put it bluntly, no one has ever sung this form of music!"

"But I have a hunch that when Lin Yi sings, the folk song will definitely be popular, at least a small fire. ”

"So, even if he didn't create a new genre, it can be said that he is the founder of the genre of ballads!"

"I'd rather call him a pioneer, after all, he was the one who gave this genre of songs a unified name, didn't he? Ballad ......" He Da Nan still marveled.

At this time, seeing that several old buddies were blowing Lin Yi, Luo Dazhong couldn't sit still.

"It doesn't matter if he's the founder or the founder, it's awesome anyway, listen to the second song, I want to see if this fast gunslinger has made two songs with such perverted quality!"

"Another ......"

"Why don't you think this kid is putting all his ideas and energy into rocking?!"

As soon as these words came out......

The other three were stunned for a moment, and then nodded one after another, all of them gritting their teeth.

"That's it!"

"If this thing uses all this energy and talent to rock and roll, are you afraid that rock and roll will not be able to rise against the sky?!"

"Pit goods!"

"This product is a big pit, this goods!"

"Okay, okay, "The Girl by the Bridge" is here!"

In the real complaint, with the end of the prelude, Lin Yi's "The Girl by the Bridge" also followed......

"Under the warm sun, I welcome the fragrance

Whose girl is it?

I walked on that little bridge

You play the harp and sorrow

The little girl singing by the bridge

The corners of your eyes are flowing

You say a man is stubborn

A person misses his hometown

You are generous

Sit on the bridge and listen to you sing

......”

......

"it!"

Luo Dazhong scolded his mother in a daze.

"Uncle, it's so sweet that you lose your teeth!"

"But...... Sounds good!"

Wang Feng gritted his teeth even more: "You say that this guy should use this energy to rock and roll...... Hey!!"

"God is going to die, are we rocking?!"

......

Home.

The singing is equally melodious.

It's just that not only Lin Yi's singing voice is in the stereo, but Xue Yao, who is cutting fruits, is also softly echoing.

"I said the girl by the bridge, your fragrance

I'll put you at ease

It was engraved in my heart

Girl by the bridge, your sorrow

I'll put you in the room

I don't want you to wander

Next to the bridge in the warm sun

There is such a girl

She has long, jet-black hair

A pair of bright eyes

Girl, you make my heart flutter

The fawn is rambling

You say no one is around

A man wanders

......”

in the living room.

Mom and Dad looked at each other, and goosebumps all over their bodies.

Subsequently......

It's all swinging.

"Disgusting!"

"Immoral!"

"Don't dare to look at it!"

"This kid is too much!"

"Phew, it's obvious that you don't have that talent, and when you married you, you were blind!"

Daddy: "ㄟ(▔,▔)ㄏ......"

......

Meanwhile.

The original total number of members of the 'National Music Tribe' forum was only hundreds of thousands......

But suddenly, the name of the forum, which had been used for more than ten years, suddenly changed.

Folk Song Forum!

Many people who are visiting the forum have noticed this change, and at the same time, they are also pleasantly surprised to post and talk about it......

"Awesome!"

"It turns out that this kind of music we like is called folk songs!"

"Folk songs are good, there is no need to call them folk music, so there is no need to scold them with 'folk music'. ”

God knows how hard they are.

There are too few good songs, and even the songs in this category add up to a pitiful few!

Not only that, but because it's called 'folk music', it's often associated with 'folk music'......