Chapter 161: Utopian World (Part 1)
Many netizens were also moved by Lin Xuan's performance, and the barrage floated densely.
"This poem is awesome. β
"I was completely blown away. β
"Lin Xuan's long section of the soundtrack is really too powerful. β
"Tell you the world, I don't believe it, it gives me goosebumps. β
Lin Xuan's voice, expression, and gaze completely changed with the content of the poem, and listening to his poem soundtrack recitation, it was completely brought into it. β
"Lin Xuan used to be an actor at the Beijing Film Academy, where are the basic skills such as lines and tone. β
"I don't think this poem is at all weaker than those famous modern poems, and even surpasses them. β
"I used to be a singer-songwriter and a fairy tale writer, but now Lin Xuan has to add the identity of a poet?"
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Netizens excitedly discussed and praised non-stop.
Of course, some netizens expressed their doubts, unlike those band members and singers, who know that the current performance is just a prelude, and they will sing later, they are all a little puzzled.
"This is a singing competition, why didn't you sing?"
"It's a great poem, but it's not a bit off-topic, it's a singing competition. β
"You should be able to sing, right?"
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Back at the competition, the applause of the audience and fans lasted for a long time, and they were all conquered by this poem.
The audience at the scene was in the same space as Lin Xuan, and in the magnificent musical instrument accompaniment, they were completely infected by the emotions of the poem, and they were more shocked than the audience in front of the computer.
Watching a live broadcast in front of a computer is completely different from watching it live, and the impact of being there is naturally greater.
"Great!"
"Lin Xuan!Lin Xuan!"
It wasn't until the music stopped for five or six seconds that the crowd broke away from their emotions, waved their arms, and shouted loudly.
Lin Xuan smiled slightly, nodded to everyone, and sat down next to the piano on the stage.
"It's about to start, the previous poem is really amazing, and the pattern is very high at the beginning, I don't know what song Lin Xuan wants to sing, what song can match that poem?" Lu Zijian stared at Lin Xuan, his eyes full of expectation.
"It's time to get down to business, look forward to it!" Dong Jin was still in a very agitated mood, and Lin Xuan's performance just now lingered in his mind.
Cao Yang muttered in a low voice:
"Just by reading the soundtrack of the poem just now, it can be said that I have already won, and now I want to sing, I hope it is a good song that can be worthy of that poem. β
In Cao Yang's opinion, the poem just now is very classic, that is to say, the poem that can be passed on, and that poem alone beats others to the ground.
Nan Xiang held his cheeks with both hands and looked at Lin Xuan, his eyes shining.
"There are really geniuses in this world. β
Zhong Xuan, as a top diva in the pop music scene, has naturally seen the world.
But when she saw Lin Xuan's performance just now, she opened her mouth wide for a while, and she couldn't help herself, compared to Lin Xuan, those talented musicians she had seen before were all fart.
From time to time, singers will pop up in the music world, and one or two songs will be popular all over the country, leading the coquettish for several years, but Lin Xuan's songs are not just as simple as being good and popular, the humanistic thinking and thick heritage in them make the songs have a longer vitality, and they have risen from the popular level to the cultural level.
"Lin Xuan is only 22 years old. Zhong Xuan sighed in her heart.
Qin Chu's heart was surging, and he was also very much looking forward to the song that Lin Xuan was going to sing.
The previous poem is so powerful, the pattern is magnificent, majestic and cold, majestic, and exciting, and the song chosen must naturally be a big work, otherwise it will be top-heavy and become a failure.
After the previous performances, Lin Xuan had already gained Qin Chu's trust, and Lin Xuan would naturally consider this kind of problem, Qin Chu believed that if Lin Xuan dared to do this, the songs behind him would definitely be able to suppress the scene.
The audience on the field was moved by Lin Xuan's poem just now, but some people wondered, isn't it singing, how did it become a soundtrack poem recitation?
Now that they saw Lin Xuan re-doing the piano, they all reflected, it turned out that it was just a prelude just now, and now they are just getting to the point.
Some netizens who had the same doubts in front of the computer also suddenly realized.
Everyone looked at Lin Xuan, waiting for his next performance.
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Lin Xuan turned sideways and nodded slightly, indicating that everything was ready.
The gaffer dimmed the brightness of the light, leaving only a beam of light falling from the roof of the shed and hitting Lin Xuan, and the surroundings were dim.
In the darkness, Lin Xuan sat by the piano, looking a little lonely and lonely, but his eyes were shining.
His ten slender fingers pressed on the keys, and the sound of the piano clanged in the darkness.
The pleasant piano sound wafted on the stage, and after a simple prelude, Lin Xuan approached the microphone and sang softly:
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Imagine theres no heaven
Imagine no heaven
Tts easy if you try
It's as simple as that
No hell below us
There's no hell either
Above us only sky
There was only blue sky overhead
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With Lin Xuan's singing, the English lyrics that appeared on the big screen behind him have been translated into Chinese, allowing the audience to fully understand the meaning of the song.
Many viewers were slightly stunned when they heard Lin Xuan sing an English song, "It's actually an English song?"
Qin Chu smiled slightly, "The front is a Chinese poem, and the back is an English song, Chinese and Western, with international awareness, and the little boy's thing itself is a foreign matter, the motivation for writing this song starts from that little boy, and it is reasonable to sing English songs." β
Lu Zijian muttered in a low voice, "Lin Xuan can write Cantonese songs and English songs, which is amazing." β
Many netizens are discussing with barrage, and they have also expressed their understanding, "It is reasonable to create English songs to express what is happening internationally." β
The low drum beat sounded, and Lin Xuan played the piano and closed his eyes.
In his previous life, the Beatles were Lin Xuan's favorite band, and he didn't know how many times he sang this song "Imagine", and he was familiar with everything.
He quickly sank into the mood of the song, his fingers jumping on the keys.
The song is lyrical rock without any grumpy mood and doesn't need any roaring.
The name of the song is "Imagination", and this song is an ideal utopian world imagined by John Lennon, and he uses words, notes, and singing to lead the audience to imagine a world without war.
Lin Xuan sang the lyrics affectionately, his voice was slightly hoarse, and he quietly told people about the imaginary world:
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Imagine all the people
Imagine all the people
living for todayβ¦
Live authentically in the moment
imagine theres no countries
Imagine no country
It isnt hard to do
It's as simple as that
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Many people clasped their hands in front of their chests, looking at the lines of lyrics, and looking at Lin Xuan who was singing with his eyes closed.
Lin Xuan's body moved slightly with the music, with a faint smile on his face, and he used his singing voice to describe the peaceful world to people:
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Nothing to kill or die for
There is no excuse for killing and sacrificing
And no religion too
There are no gods to take refuge in
Imagine all the people
Imagine all the people
Living life in peace
Live at ease in peace
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There is no religion in this world, there is no country, and perhaps there is no killing that comes from it.
Although everything is very impractical, imagine it, just think about it, people have the right to dream, the right to desire peace.
Everyone looked at Lin Xuan on the stage with a smile and a pure smile, listening to the unrealistic and innocent childlike imagination in the lyrics, many people were infected, and a faint smile appeared on their faces, trying to imagine with Lin Xuan, that utopian world.