Compared with music critics like Hao Yifeng, the public may prefer "Sunny Day", but at this moment, Hao Yifeng has been deeply impressed by this song "Three Years and Second Class" at this time.

The new music form, huge music content, lofty lyrics, and complex background arrangement made Hao Yifeng obsessed, and he couldn't wait to immediately loop the single song 10,000 times, note by note, sentence by sentence to analyze this song, these music is really Jie's poison, and after taking it, it makes people want to stop.

Hao Yifeng could no longer express his reverence for Jie's poison in words at this moment. With trembling hands, he clicked on another song "In the Name of the Father", and the name of this song made him feel a sense of supremacy rising from the bottom of his heart.

Then he began his fantasy journey.

At the beginning of the pastor's Italian prayer, Hao Yifeng entered a medieval church, kneeling in front of God with his back to his father and reciting the Bible in a low voice, the flying white dove, the violin playing, made the whole scene solemn and solemn, the sudden appearance of flowery soprano chanting accompanied by the chanting sound made the scene strange and heavy, the sudden scream pierced the silent night sky, and a scene of audio-visual gluttonous feast kicked off.

Hao Yifeng shuddered in this operatic oil-painted textured prelude, such an opening made him feel terrible, such music is called epic.

The cool morning dew soaked the black dress

There is a fog on the stone road and the father is complaining

Helpless consciousness can only be more cruel

A qiē is for the road to the church

The fog that could not be blown away concealed the intention

Who paced softly to a halt

Before you have time to cry, the bullet that passed through took away the temperature

Each of us is guilty

Guilty of different sins

I can decide who's right

Who should be asleep?

Arguments cannot be resolved

In the never-ending night

Turn off your mouth

The only favor

Whoever stands in the way is guilty

There is no way back from regret

Judgment in the name of the Father

That doesn't feel like a good word

It's like laughing and crying at the same time

Staring at the complete darkness

The tragedy that stops the tragedy from spreading will intoxicate me

Bow down and kiss my left hand

In exchange for the promise of forgiveness

The old pipe organ is in the corner

Always always always accompanied

The black curtain was blown by the wind

The sun pierces wordlessly

Sprinkle it on the beasts that I have tamed

Silent shouting, silent shouting

Loneliness begins to ferment

Laughing at me all the time

Memories gradually burn

A picture of what was once innocent

Cruelly and gently appeared

Vulnerable time has come

Let's pray together

Merciful Father, I have fallen

I can't see the kingdom of sin

Please forgive my conceit

No one can say that there is no one to say

It's unbearable

Behind the glory is engraved a loneliness

I closed my eyes and saw again

The picture of that dream

The sky is misty

My father held my hand

Walk through gently

The quiet stone road in the early morning

Bow down and kiss my left hand

In exchange for the promise of forgiveness

The old pipe organ is in the corner

Always always always accompanied

The black curtain was blown by the wind

The sun pierces wordlessly

Sprinkle it on the beasts that I have tamed

Silent shouting, silent shouting

Loneliness begins to ferment

Laughing at me all the time

Memories gradually burn

A picture of what was once innocent

Cruelly and gently appeared

Vulnerable time has come

Let's pray together

Merciful Father, I have fallen

I can't see the kingdom of sin

Please forgive my conceit

No one can say that there is no one to say

It's unbearable

Behind the glory is engraved a loneliness

Merciful Father, I have fallen

I can't see the kingdom of sin

Please forgive me my conceit

Engraved with a sense of loneliness

Merciful Father, I have fallen

I can't see the kingdom of sin

Please forgive my conceit

No one can say that there is no one to say

It's unbearable

Behind the glory is engraved a loneliness

I wiped the mottled crest all night

The glow of loneliness I only understand

The candlelight flickered non-stop

The owl looked into the distance from the window lattice

A promenade leading to the hall

The same unspeakable vicissitudes

There is no hustle and bustle, only tranquility surrounding

I fell asleep slowly, and it was just dawn

Cheng Xiaoyu's eloquent voice seemed to be telling a story and depicting a memory, with a full sense of picture, which made Hao Yifeng immersed in such a melody and couldn't extricate himself.

After the music was played, Hao Yifeng said to Mai with great sadness, "This kind of music is so perfect, so perfect that I began to worry, worried that I would never hear such a great work again in the future, when I heard the prelude." I'm afraid, afraid that the author won't be able to write music like this. The four chords that just enter the melody in the prelude. The whole song's sense of religion, alienation, and other qiē feelings are all drawn out by these four chords. I don't know if the audience noticed it, but I just watched these four ghost-like chords flip me to the ground with a kind of overwhelming momentum, which was a stroke of genius. A detailed music review of this song,I won't go into detail here.,In short, this song,It's very complicated.,Religion.、Father's love.、Your own original sin.,It's impossible to talk about it in a short time.,You can take a forty-five-minute class.,Now please allow me to turn off the live broadcast.,Let me go and enjoy it quietly for a while.,As for a friend who didn't order a song.,I can only say sorry to you.,I'll make it up next time.。 Well, that's all for today's spicy concert, thank you for more than two hours of company. Thank you for meeting my idol Jay Poison this night, well! I saw some netizens say that his name may be Jay Chou and he is in his third year of high school, which is revealed in the lyrics. It's not necessarily reliable, but I hope to pay tribute to him one day, and his music will be great for this era. ”

After speaking, Hao Yifeng turned off the microphone and the live broadcast webpage, and did not look at the message board that had exploded.

He opened JAY'SPoisoN's homepage, and there was nothing in the bio, except for the label that said freelance musician.

Hao Yifeng clicked on the list loop, automatically deducted the fee, closed his eyes, and lay on the chair to listen to these gifts belonging to God.

Cheng Xiaoyu's GG Music Network homepage is even more browsing, countless messages asking for open download in Cheng Xiaoyu's music comment area, no one asks Cheng Xiaoyu to listen to the price reduction, everyone thinks that the price of such a trial is indeed high, but you can't deny that the price is worth it. So they feel satisfied that they can download it openly.

More than a million netizens flocked to Cheng Xiaoyu's homepage at this time.

At this time, GG Music Network also monitored the number of jù anomalies,This kind of thing happened before,Generally someone brushes the amount of auditions,GG Music Network's crackdown on swiping tickets is still very severe,Music editor**Click into the homepage of JAY'SPoisoN, where the traffic suddenly exploded,I saw the backstage display the explosive growth of jù in a short period of time,I didn't study it carefully,After all, this JAY'SPoisoN has never heard of it.,I concluded that he was swiping tickets.,To JAY' Four pieces of SPoisoN's music were removed from the charts, and JAY'SPoisoN's account was suspended.

As a result, people who are still on the JAY'SPoisoN homepage can still listen to the song normally, but as soon as you refresh it, a prompt will pop up that the link is invalid.

Cheng Xiaoyu was texting Duanmu Linsha unconsciously, a crescent moon in the capital hung obliquely on the gray sky, and the more huge the city Yu Fa made it easy to feel lonely.

THE FAMILIAR TEXT MESSAGE SOUND OF THE IPHONE JUMPED, THE SCREEN FLICKERED, AND CHENG XIAOYU SAW THE TEXT MESSAGE SENT BY DUANMU LINSHA, "BROTHER XIAOYU, WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO IN THE FUTURE?"

Cheng Xiaoyu stood by the floor-to-ceiling window and held his mobile phone in silence for a while, the rows of street lamps outside extended to the vague direction, the towering buildings overlooked all beings like a creator, and the ant-like cars galloped through the city's internal organs with the roar of the engine.

Cheng Xiaoyu raised his mobile phone and cautiously returned: "I want to protect the peace and tranquility of the earth." What flashed in my heart were some vague and clear faces, in the face of the power of the times, the individual was so small. The more precious things are, the more people covet them, but no matter what, he wants to protect the happiness in front of him.

Duanmu Linsha sent a cheering expression.

Cheng Xiaoyu smiled, turned off the phone, and let himself fall on the bed like a free fall, there are a lot more mobile phone contacts than the original three people, he is slowly integrating into this era, and he is also on the road of creating an era that belongs to him.

Thinking of the dazed and unknowable future, Cheng Xiaoyu fell asleep, not knowing that he was just one step away from becoming famous.

(Thank you for the shameless feat and the reward that this person has no combat effectiveness.) The story has only just begun at this point, and it feels like I've written a long preface. I've been emphasizing that this must not be a story of copying songs and becoming famous and sitting on beautiful women. It will definitely not be a smooth sailing story that brushes the explosion point to the end. There are setbacks and growth, tears and laughter, love and hatred, forbearance and outburst stories. I once left a message from a book friend asking what the main line of the story was? I guess this chapter is a vague answer. ）