(The third more delivers, whew)

The stage of the Spring Festival Gala is so broad.

Chu Qing didn't feel anything during the rehearsal, although he was a little nervous, but he didn't take this tension to heart.

He felt normal.

Even after the rehearsal, Chu Qing didn't feel any nervousness when he cried for a few days, including more than an hour before going on stage.

However, there will always be something in this world, and that thing is called an accident.

When he really came on stage and saw the various eyes of a large number of people below, Chu Qing suddenly became very nervous.

And this tension is unprecedented.

He felt like he was under the bottom of the sea at the moment, and he wanted to speak, but he found that he couldn't speak, and even if he barely spoke, he didn't know what to say.

The prelude began.

It was obviously a prelude to his participation in the creation together, but Chu Qing felt quite unfamiliar, as if he had never heard this song before.

He began to despair, and this oppressive atmosphere became more and more solemn, and he was a little out of breath.

At the end of the prelude, when all the lights shone on Chu Qing's body, Chu Qing was in a trance, and even at this moment he was stunned.

A few seconds after the prelude ended, Chu Qing finally realized what kind of stage he was standing on, how many people were watching him, and everyone's expressions were different.

Chu Qing closed his eyes, he felt that he had to calm down, and he definitely couldn't be controlled by this nervous mood anymore.

There was a few seconds when he closed his eyes, and in these few seconds, Chu Qing was in a messy mood.

The brain is still very blank.

Perhaps, it's over.

Chu Qing resigned himself to his fate, but he still couldn't remember the lyrics.

"Brother Qing, come on!"

At this time, suddenly there was a shouting in the distance, although the shouting was a little light from such a distance, but Chu Qing could still hear that Jiang Xiaoyu was working hard for himself.

With this cheering, Chu Qing found that his originally chaotic and nervous mood suddenly improved, although the pressure on the whole person was still quite huge, he still opened his eyes.

He picked up his guitar.

A little more inexplicable confidence.

If you forget the original chords, you don't need them!

Chu Qing pressed the guitar headstock with one hand, and played it very skillfully with the other.

The guitar sounded completely different from the one during the rehearsal.

Music, who says you have to follow the rules?

yes, who says it has to be the same as during rehearsals?

Since I'm standing on this stage, since there is no song in this world, then why do I have to follow the melody of that world?

Can I change it a little bit from the original?

Music can't follow the rules, and if I blindly copy the melody and copy everything, then what's the difference with a time-traveling puppet?

In another way, it may be slightly different in the way it is played. Of course, I don't necessarily play well, but I can give it a try!

Everyone on this stage is going to be looking at me.

If I don't even have that courage, am I still a man?

Right!

Thinking like this, Chu Qing suddenly calmed down, and his originally heavy mood began to ease a little.

The chords are not messed up and are gradually getting into shape.

Offstage.

Sun Jiliang and the other directors of the Spring Festival Gala widened their eyes, and the melody that Chu Qing played while holding the guitar was completely different from the rhythm and rehearsal!

Not only are they completely different, but they are quite different.

What is he going to do? Is there anything he has to change at this critical time? Is he going to innovate?

Crazy, absolutely insane.

"There is a river in the far east

Its name is the Yangtze River

There is a river in the far east

Its name is the Yellow River ......."

Chu Qing began to sing, and Chu Qing sang very slowly, much slower than during the rehearsal, but the rhythm was very good.

He wants to use his slow singing to adjust his state, adjust little by little, get better little by little.

Chu Qing remembered the lyrics of "Descendants of the Dragon", and Chu Qing found that it was much better to sing slowly than quickly during rehearsal.

He sang as he looked at everyone below.

These people are my audience and are listening to my performances!

I'm not bad!

He reminded himself.

When Chu Qing sang, his voice was very heavy, and he didn't directly leave that tension behind, but accepted it.

He felt that the tension could be exploited.

In fact, Chu Qing sang this song "Descendants of the Dragon" with a nervous mood, but it had a different flavor, which was completely different from the song he sang during the rehearsal.

This is also a kind of performance, and gradually Chu Qing seems to enjoy this kind of performance, and he has a sense of satisfaction.

Perhaps, just the right amount of tension isn't bad, is it?

When the mood was adjusted, Chu Qing's state was getting better and better, and his feelings for this song were getting stronger and stronger.

Even the whole person slowly began to reach the peak state.

"Although I have never seen the beauty of the Yangtze River

In my dreams, I often swim in the Yangtze River

Although I have never heard of the Yellow River Zhuang

Surging in my dreams......"

Then, Chu Qing's singing speed became faster and faster, not only faster and faster, but also began to gradually release that suppressed emotion.

He remembered all the lyrics, and he remembered all the scores and rhythms.

The feeling is getting better and stronger!

"There was a dragon in the ancient East

Its name is China

There was a group of people in the ancient East

They are all descendants of the dragon

I grew under the dragon's feet

When he grows up, he is the descendant of the dragon

Black eyes, black hair, yellow skin

Forever and ever, the descendants of the dragon......"

The speed of singing became faster and faster, and Chu Qing became more and more excited.

Gradually, his voice began to have a sense of pride, belonging, identity.

We are all descendants of the dragon, and we will always be the descendants of the dragon!

He started his own performance, which was free of tension and nothing in it.

"A quiet night a hundred years ago

In the middle of the night on the eve of the great change

The sound of gunfire shattered the quiet night

Embattled is the sword of appeasement

How many years have the cannon still rumbled......"

In the last paragraph, Chu Qing had completely vented this state to the peak.

He sang such a song with all his emotions, this song is very simple, but in fact it is not simple, there are too many things hidden in it.

I guess I succeeded.

After singing to the end, Chu Qing looked at everyone in the audience again, and at this moment there was a momentum surging out of him.

These people, all of them are my audience, and they all listen to me sing.

If it's glory, then I've won my own glory on this stage where the whole country is watching!

This time, he felt more proud than ever.

Because he felt as if he had broken through something.

After the last sentence fell, Chu Qing bowed to everyone.

The applause below thundered.

Even Jiang Xiaobai subconsciously stood up and applauded, although he really didn't have a good impression of Chu Qing, and felt that the book thief written by Chu Qing was a bit literate, but he had to admit that Chu Qing's songs were really a little bit good.

Well, it's just a little bit good.

Forget it, then applaud.

Well, I didn't applaud from the heart, but for my sister.

……………………

Aoko.

"Damn, crazy, crazy, Aoko's performance is a bit too much, right?"

"Yes, it turns out that the eyes closed and the silence at the beginning turned out to be an alternative way of acting. ”

"I was deceived, I thought Chu Qing was nervous at first, but I didn't expect it to be a joke with us. ”

"It's different, yes, it's really completely different, I've heard the song Chu Qing sang during the rehearsal, it's completely different from this time, Qingzi is completely out of common sense, he's doing something!"

"It's good. ”

"yes, it's really good. ”

"Phew, let me worry about Qingzi in vain, Qingzi, you have to compensate me for the expenses I worried about you. ”

"After watching Qingzi, the Spring Festival Gala will be almost over, I'm ready to turn off the live broadcast!"

"The next show started, huh, the next show is still a singing show, it seems to be a little different. ”

"Uh, what's the difference, what's your name?"

"Shandandan blooms red and gorgeous, what's the name of this?"

"The name doesn't matter, the important thing is that the songwriter seems to be Aoko?

"Damn, Aoko, why did Aoko start writing this kind of song again? Is it a brainwashing divine comedy like "My Skateboard Shoes"?

"I found that Qingzi seems to be a bit of a trend towards the rural non-mainstream, is it my delusion?"

…………………

When Chu Qing just stepped off the stage, Jiang Xiaoyu hurriedly picked up a tissue and wiped the sweat on Chu Qing's forehead.

"Brother Qing...... Great work. ”

"It's okay, it's just a song. After stepping down, Chu Qing breathed a sigh of relief, the moment he first came to power, Chu Qing even thought that he was really finished, but thanks to Jiang Xiaoyu's shouting, Chu Qing recovered from his confusion and found a trace of state.

He felt that he had to thank Jiang Xiaoyu.

"Brother Qing, the performance was very successful, you deliberately showed this expression before going on stage just now to create a stage atmosphere, right?" Jiang Xiaoyu remembered Chu Qing's appearance before he came on stage, and suddenly asked with a smile.

Chu Qing now looks a little ruddy on his face, and it is no longer the miserable white just now.

"No ......," Chu Qing shook his head.

"What's wrong with that?" Jiang Xiaoyu wondered, "Brother Qing, don't say you're really nervous......"

"Well, I'm a little nervous. Chu Qing generously admitted, "Thank you." ”

"Hmmm, thank me, what?"

"Thank you anyway. Chu Qing sat in the lounge and gently put the guitar away, and looked at Jiang Xiaoyu very seriously, his eyes were full of gratitude.

"Brother Qing...... Don't look at me like that......" Jiang Xiaoyu was looked at by Chu Qing like this, and the roots of his ears turned red.

She wasn't used to Chu Qing looking at her like this

"Oh, I'm sorry......" Chu Qing turned his head away from looking at Jiang Xiaoyu, he felt that he might be a little abrupt.

"Brother Qing, I'll go out first, well, I'll be back soon......" Jiang Xiaoyu fled and left, as if a deer lived and kept scurrying.

"Yes, good. Chu Qing nodded.

………………………………

"The phone is for you. ”

"Sister, you should have given it to me a long time ago, I said that I would listen carefully to Chu Qing's singing, and I will listen carefully, I'll go and see how many votes are different between "Ghost Blowing the Lantern" and my "Reborn City Cultivating Immortals". ”

Just when Jiang Xiaobai landed on the APP page of Tiandi Chinese Network, he suddenly saw a message about the new 06 newcomer king.

Although in his heart, he felt that "Reborn City Cultivating Immortals" should be the newcomer Wang in 06 who didn't run away, Jiang Xiaobai still clicked in to take a look......

However, the moment Jiang Xiaobai clicked in to take a look, his eyes widened instantly!

What the!

The best newcomer king in 06 turned out to be not "Reborn City Cultivating Immortals", but the "Peerless Virgin" in the fire!

it!

Jiang Xiaobai couldn't even believe his eyes!

Why didn't the author of the best newcomer king in 06 give this "Peerless Virgin" instead of "Reborn City Cultivating Immortals"?

Could it be that the author of "Peerless Virgin" gave chrysanthemums to the big guy of the Tiandi Chinese Network?

PY Deal!

Damn, you can't bear it!

Dog day!