"Take a sip?" Sun Xiang asked with a smile as he pinched a small silver flask.

"You actually brought wine with you on the show?" asked Fang Luxiao on the side in surprise.

The Black Hole Band's guest singer tonight invited Sun Xiang and Fang Luxiao.

The program team did not limit the number of guest singers, and Fang Luxiao also attended as a musician.

When it comes to makeup and styling, the Black Hole Band is definitely the grandest tonight.

Fang Luxiao wore a pale pink shirt and dress, and her hair was coiled up, like a figure walking down in the picture of a lady from the Wei and Jin Dynasties.

Lele is wearing a straight-necked skirt, with a bright yellow coat and a light green skirt, which is playful and cute.

The most casually dressed was Qing Song, who wore a wide indigo robe, tied loosely at the waist with a black cloth, and his hair was disheveled.

On the contrary, Sun Xiang was dressed much more neatly, he was wearing a bright red official uniform, and he still had a hood on his head, and he was a Tang Dynasty official.

Batu was dressed in the most shabby clothes, a short brown dress, dressed as a poor man, and holding two stout drumsticks tied with red silk in his hands.

As for Cao Wu, he wore a hat, a short coat, and a black cloak, but he looked like a knight who traveled thousands of miles alone.

"I didn't dare to take it out in front of the camera just now, so I quickly took two sips before going on stage. Sun Xiang was a little impatient: "If this song is not accompanied by wine, it will not be happy to sing!"

Fang Luxiao and Lele didn't answer, and several men passed the wine jug around.

Drinking wine in vain, scorching heartburn, but under the stomach of the wine, the warm heat rose up, and Sun Xiang shouted in a low voice: "Happy!"

Next, do the first round of the finals of the most glorious "Singer" singer finals, the last group of singers is about to appear, and everyone knows that they are the top rock group in China, the Black Hole Band. ”

Before the introduction ended, the audience resounded with a tsunami of cheers.

The barrage in the live broadcast room was surging instantly, blocking the entire picture!

"It has entered the gravitational range of the black hole, and all members of the First Space Army are in place!"

"It has entered the gravitational range of the black hole, and the Second Space Army is fully in place!"

"High energy ahead!"

"It's finally here!"

……

He Dan wanted to reopen his mouth several times, but was interrupted by the applause and cheers of the audience, and had to smile and wait for everyone to stop.

"It can be seen that everyone's expectations for the Black Hole Band are very high, they have written many songs that we are familiar with in the six years since their debut, and the next one they are going to sing is a brand new song. I watched the rehearsal and can responsibly say that it was very shocking!"

"It's worth mentioning that there will be two of their assistant singers, who are they? ”

"Next, applause, please, the first round of the battle of singers, the last group of contestants, the Black Hole Band, and their guest singers, Sun Xiang!

Cao Wu and a few people came out, stood in a row, and walked to the front of the stage.

"It's actually Sun Xiang?"

"Who is Fang Luxiao?"

"Is this going to sprinkle dog food?"

"What are they wearing, how do they look like filming clothes?"

"It's a new song again, I'm looking forward to it!"

……

The staff brought all the instruments to the stage, but unlike in the past, this time, the instruments brought up were not Western instruments such as guitars, basses, and drums, but Chinese instruments such as guzheng, dulcimer, daruan, and tanggu.

Fang Luxiao sat cross-legged in front of the guzheng with his hands pressed.

Lele hugged Da Ruan, sat on the wooden bench, turned his face slightly, and hid his face behind Ruan.

The dulcimer is in the back right, and Lu Qingsong sits behind it, with a row of wind chimes beside him.

Batu stood behind the drum in the lobby with both drumsticks in his hands, his hands raised above his head, and he was silent.

Sun Xiang sat in front of the tea table at the front of the stage, holding a porcelain wine jug, and poured himself a drink.

The dry ice machine began to work, and the wet white mist flowed from the edge of the stage, slowly spreading the entire stage.

Cao Wu wore a hat on his head, held a bamboo flute in his hand, stood at the front of the stage with his arms crossed, and the cloak behind him was blowing, and he stood still.

The audience was instantly stunned by their opening and couldn't help whispering.

"Is this singing or a stage play?"

"Fang Luxiao is so beautiful. ”

"What is Batu wearing? haha! ”

"Lele is really as cute as my neighbor's daughter. ”

……

Knock!

Batu's arms fell, and the hall drum made two muffled sounds, slamming heavily into everyone's hearts, and everyone felt a tremor in their hearts, as if their hearts were beating slowly.

The audience was silent.

Fang Luxiao suddenly moved!

The wheel fingers sweep the strings, up and down, lightly hook, press the strings with the right hand, the tail note is light, and the artistic conception is born.

There was a look of surprise in the audience.

It's kind of interesting!

After a pause, the zither roared again, Fang Luxiao's fingers flicked, and the white mist lingered under him, really like a Penglai fairy.

Suddenly, Cao Wu, whose face was hidden under the hat, moved, he held the bamboo flute in both hands, put it to his lips, and the melodious flute sound came out.

In the audience, some audience members smiled and closed their eyes, only to feel as if they were in a bamboo forest.

The spring water is dingdong, the strange rocks are craggy, three or five friends sit on the ground and sit in front of the bamboo bank, you stroke the qin, I play the flute, so comfortable.

For~!

A heavy chord joined, as if the old bamboo was cracking, the murderous aura disappeared at once, and a thick long feather arrow did not enter the bamboo case, and the tail feathers trembled slightly.

But if they were not aware of it, they drank and had fun, and were not afraid at all.

The sound of the piano gradually became fast, and a black shadow rose into the sky and disappeared into the bamboo forest.

The sound of the piano seems to be a battle between the two, the sound of gold and iron is intertwined, and the murderous spirit is vertical and horizontal!

The single string is eager, and the killing is in full swing, and suddenly a few fingers, the birds in the forest are frightened!

The sound of the flute reappeared, and the black shadow returned in a few leaps, and the bright red blood on the tip of the sword fell into the stream, and the slightest smoke dispersed, and was carried away by the cold spring.

The sound of the flute was urgent, the bamboo shadow swayed, and there seemed to be thousands of troops and horses ambushing it, but no one dared to take a step forward.

The flute crescendos, the tune flies, and the half killing sound is brought out!

The footsteps went from slow to fast, then connected, and then faded away, and then disappeared without a trace.

The sound of the piano rises again, harmonizing with the sound of the flute, one after another, and expresses pleasure.

"Hahaha!"

Sun Xiang was slightly drunk, holding a wine jug in one hand and a wine glass in the other, laughing three times and singing arbitrarily.

"Canghai laughs!"

"Surging tide on both sides of the strait!"

"Ups and downs follow the waves!"

Cao Wulong walked in a tiger step, came to the case, sat on the ground, grabbed the wine jug, and looked up to the sky and laughed.

"Smile from the sky!"

"It's all the way around!"

"God knows who loses and who wins!"

He filled his glass with wine and saluted Batu as he beat the drum and the green pine as he played the dulcimer.

The latter two sang loudly and loudly, and the singing soared into the sky!

"Jiangshan laughs!"

"Smoke and rain are far away!"

"How much do you know about the waves sweeping away the red dust?"

In front of the case, Sun Xiang and Cao Wu bumped their wine glasses, raised their heads and drank them all, and then sang!

"Breeze laughs!"

"It's lonely!"

"There is still a night photo left of pride!"

……

Under the stage, the audience who were already stunned forgot their reaction, just opened their mouths in a daze, and looked at the few people on the stage who were singing indulgently, with only one thought in their hearts.

That's too handsome, isn't it?