As soon as the song "Fairy Tale Town" came out, it really narrowed the gap between Ye Qingyu and Little Narcissus. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Although Ye Qingyu sang well in the front, the song prepared by Xiao Shuixian in a hurry was not bad.

However, in this last round, the preparation of the little narcissus song did not take long, and the concentration when singing was not as high as before, while Ye Qingyu gradually adapted to the stage under the dazzling lights, and played better and better, plus Lu Ge did take out a very good song in the original world this time.

Therefore, the result of comparing the last two songs is undoubtedly self-evident.

Although there are still many fans of Little Narcissus in the live broadcast room, they shouted: "Only the songs sung by Little Narcissus are the best." ”

But most of the neutral and rational people are impressed by this "Fairy Tale Town", and the winner of the fourth round should be the rain anchor.

Yushui was originally scheduled to walk off the stage, but not only the audience stopped her, but the judges also stopped Ye Qingyu.

"Rain player, I want to ask, did your brother write this song too?" Teacher Cai, who is in his fifties, asked gently.

"Yes." Ye Qingyu nodded without hesitation.

The question was confirmed, and Mr. Cai's psychological side was full of shock, what kind of genius is this rain contestant's brother, even if he makes songs in a short period of time, and the quality of each song is quite good.

Such a demonic genius can probably only be compared to Zhu Zhengsheng when he was young.

As for Zhu Zhengsheng today, Mr. Cai remembered the "song plagiarism case" that caused a lot of trouble last year.

Although it was finally settled by Zhu Zhengsheng and the team behind it, what ordinary people knew seemed to be just a misunderstanding.

However, Mr. Cai is convinced that there is no wind and no waves, and Zhu Zhengsheng should be exhausted by Jiang Lang.

In recent years, the songs produced by Zhu Zhengsheng have been of good and bad quality, and the quality is uneven.

Ye Qingyu and the judges chatted about music and singing on stage.

Lu Ge walked out of the lounge and circled around the dimly lit stage, originally waiting for the results to come out, and then quickly leaving the smoky place.

However, Ye Qingyu chatted with the judges on the stage for a while, and Lu Ge walked around, but he didn't find the shadow of the host.

Thinking of the direction of the source of each appearance of the little narcissus, Lu Ge thought about that location and walked there.

I didn't walk a few steps, and sure enough, I saw a frowning little narcissus with a struggling look behind the stage where the lights were not bright, and next to her stood the host with a reluctant face waiting for the news, and on the other side was a strange middle-aged man who kept talking in the ear of the little narcissus.

"What are they doing here?"

"I don't want to come out of it for so long." Lu Ge pressed his chin and thought carefully for a while, forming a guess in his mind, and then walked straight towards the little narcissus and his group, "Do you still want to compete in one round?" ”

Lu Ge came to the side of the group and said directly.

When several people heard Lu Ge's question, they had the embarrassment that the secret had been broken.

But soon, the group of people cleaned up their expressions, and Zhong Zhi took the lead in speaking with a dissatisfied tone: "Where is the little brat, how did you get into the venue?" ”

"I'm Yushui's brother, and my name is Lu Ge." Lu Ge introduced himself.

"You're the brother of the rain anchor....." Zhong Zhi went up and down, repeatedly swept Lu Ge's figure, looking at this immature face, the age of most high school students, his face was full of disbelief.

It's this guy who writes the songs that make people feel intoxicated.

"Oh my God, this is an exaggeration, even a genius has to be a little reasonable." Zhong Zhi shouted inwardly.

You know, in his inner thoughts, this Ye Qingyu's brother must be at least about 30 years old to be suitable.

"It's an answer that will soon be confirmed, and I don't have to lie to you." Lu Ge shrugged his shoulders and replied nonchalantly, then continued, "By the way, can you respond to my question just now?" ”

"We're discussing this, so we can't tell you about it for the time being, and ......" Zhong Zhi said in an official tone to put the topic on a perfunctory basis.

As for whether there will be another round, they are indeed debating.

First of all, they don't know if there is another round, and the little narcissus will have a chance to win, and in addition, if the program team makes excuses to say that there is another round, it will have too much impact on the reputation of their show.

Whether they can get their corresponding gains in the future, this is what they hesitate to discuss.

"Little Luge, can you listen to me tell a story?" The little narcissus's eyes rolled like water, and he said with a pitiful look.

She wanted to use her story to move the little boy.

"Sorry, I'm not interested." Lu Ge shook his head firmly.

Although the other party did not say it explicitly, Lu Ge had already confirmed his inner guess from the performance of this group.

Their tireless and unwilling to give up reminded Lu Ge of a basketball final between the Mao Bear Country and the Lighthouse Country during the Cold War in his previous life.

The two faced each other in a world-class tournament, and each side was the boss of the two camps, and the game was inseparable.

In the end, the basketball teams of the two countries played to the end of the tournament, and the scores of the two teams were only separated by one shot.

The hairy bear country attacked, the lighthouse country defended, there were only a few seconds left in the game, the hairy bear country won the game when it scored this goal, and if it didn't score, it was lost.

And then it was in this game that the phrase "the last seconds of the nightmare" was born.

The first time the Mao Xiong Guo attacked, he didn't throw the ball in, and he was held by the lighthouse, but the referee of this basketball game was from the Mao Xiong Guo camp.

The referee casually found an excuse for a defensive foul on the Beacon Nation and asked the Woolly Bear Nation to re-enact those last seconds.

Then it loops in an infinite loop until the Bears score the key goal and win the game.

Lu Ge now felt that he might be caught in this strange circle.

The reason why these people think it's possible to win is simply that they don't realize the huge gap between the two.

Since they still feel that this gap is not big enough, it is enough to make this gap even bigger.

So Lu Ge said bluntly: "It's not early today, and it's not a matter of infinite comparison."

Why don't you come up with a question now, and I'll immediately write a song for the rain anchor to sing. ”

"What do you mean by that?" Zhong Zhi said with a clenched forehead.

"I think it's pretty clear." Lu Ge turned his gaze to the little narcissus.

He didn't believe that when Ye Qingyu was standing higher and higher, the little narcissus would have the courage to continue competing.

The little narcissus moved her crystal lips, and said after a long silence: "Then choose fate, and compose a song with the core of fate." ”

The little narcissus is incomparably complicated to say the topic.

This is a relatively partial topic, but it is also her inner emotion at this time.

"Hmm." Lu Ge nodded, without hesitation, a staff member next to him found paper and pen, and he took the tool and wrote quickly.

And after the host got the news of this stage, he also walked on the stage and made up for the reason why Ye Qingyu needed to sing another song, so that the audience watching this show did not feel so abrupt about this decision.

"Wow~~ The rain anchor will sing a song, looking forward to ~~"

"Great, I raise my hands and feet to approve of this decision."

"Any song sung by the rain anchor is very good."

"When this show is over, I will definitely enter the live broadcast room of the rain anchor on time every night in the future."

……..

Because from the first round, every song Ye Qingyu sang was extremely experienced and good, so the audience was extremely welcoming to this result.

And Mr. Cai, who was sitting on the judges' seat, faintly felt that something was wrong with this, but because he was also looking forward to this rain, it was precisely what kind of beautiful songs Yushui's brother would write, so he didn't say anything.

The program team temporarily came up with an audience interaction and mixed up the time, and the prepared Ye Qingyu walked on the stage again.

The continuous performance under countless lights made Ye Qingyu's eyes more and more calm in the face of the camera and the people around him.

In order to leave suspense, this time the host did not announce the song sung by Ye Qingyu in advance, but Ye Qingyu walked on the stage and sat at the piano to explain the song he sang "Flowers are Gorgeous, Will Eventually Scatter", which is a song with the same structure in its name.

In the previous life, the Japanese name of this song was "色は匂へど散りぬるを", which is a song released by the Oriental Project fandom music creation group Claustrophobic Starlight (Japanese: claustrophobia サテライト), and the original song was "神々が爱したfantasy郷".

Manfuku Shrine's fananime "Fantasy Wanhua Mirror ~春之异変の章~" used this song as the opening song, which also made more people know about this song.

The name of the song comes from the story in the Iroha song. The song is beautiful and beautiful, and through the delicate flowers, it praises the short but beautiful and strong life.

When Little Narcissus heard the title of the song, his heart moved, and he sensitively felt that the name of the song meant something.

However, in fact, it was only Lu Ge who just thought of this song.

"The flowers are gorgeous and will eventually fall apart

It's unforgivable to wander like this

Competing flowers, once upon a time

Told me that I was born sinful

I can't part, and I don't want to part

Thinking about it always makes my heart surge

……”

This is a song written in the structure of a poem, and the song is full of Zen.

Listening to the song is like the heart is illuminated by the light of the Buddha, and the heart has obtained an incomparably peaceful tranquility.

"The flowers are gorgeous and will eventually fall apart

There was no hesitation, but he did not dare to move forward

Is dependence weakness, or is being pampered weakness?

Nightmares gently toyed with me in the palm of my hand

….”

Ye Qingyu kept singing, like singing, and like telling the philosophy of life.

As people listen to the song, they unconsciously feel like there is a dreamlike paradise scene unfolding in their minds, how perfect this dreamlike environment is.

There is a blue sky and white clouds in front, and there is a sea of flowers in the near distance, and people living in such a fantasy and magnificent world are carefree and indifferent.

"The song builds the picture, the last time it was just a story, but this song is like building a magnificent utopian world." Listening to the songs, Mr. Cai was not only attracted by the extremely rich world that the songs constructed.

Obviously, there are no words to describe the world in this song.

But above the ethereal singing, people can't help but imagine a world far away from the hustle and bustle.

“.…

The flowers are gorgeous and will eventually fall apart

In my short memory, it is full of longing

The life that withered and passed away became dreamy and strong

Like time, cold and gentle

…..”

When the audience has not been swimming in this fantasy world of poetic songs for long, the song is coming to an end, making everyone who listens to this song feel unfinished.

There is an inexplicable yearning in my heart.

After the song was sung, after Mr. Cai recalled the song, the first question he asked was: "I want to ask your brother what kind of artistic conception world comes to mind." ”

Lu Ge heard this question offstage, and because he didn't want to appear in the public eye, Lu Ge directly called Ye Qingyu.

The sound of the mobile phone in the pocket rang, Ye Qingyu took it out with some doubts, and found that it was her brother calling.

"Help put the phone against the microphone."

Ye Qingyu understood what Lu Ge meant, responded lightly, and then turned the phone to face the microphone.

"Each sect builds a perfect utopian world, and when I write songs, the world that comes to mind is actually pretty much the same.

Pure without a trace of dirt, a place that extraordinary people can reach.

It's a fantasy world, after all. ”

After Lu Ge finished speaking with a smile, he stopped talking, and Ye Qingyu also took back the mobile phone.

When writing this song, Lu Ge also thought about Oriental Gensokyo and created the grand vision of the Oriental Sect.

However, this thing is just Lu Ge's temporary thinking.,Oriental fantasy fandom didn't happen overnight.,It's based on years of accumulation.,And then it bursts into charm.。

He still doesn't have the ability and energy to build this world.

As for the story that one day is really going to be created, the legends and cultural systems involved in it can actually be directly applied to Chinese legends.

After all, the culture of the entire East Asian world can be traced back to the branches of Chinese culture.

After thinking about it casually, Lu Ge moved his gaze to the direction of the little narcissus, waiting for the results to come out from that side.

At the end of the song, the little narcissus was still standing in a daze, in the face of such a beautiful song with a distant artistic conception, she really couldn't create a song in her mind that could compete with it.

From the first round to the present, each song composed by that person named Lu Ge is extremely beautiful and touching.

And the artistic conception and charm of some songs, I don't know where it is higher than the songs she wrote herself.

Coupled with the fact that on the stage, under the spotlight, the little girl whose singing talent was not inferior to her at all, the little narcissus felt a deep sense of powerlessness all over her body.

[No chance at all.] 】

[I can't find the slightest hope of winning.] 】

[The result will not change if it is compared.] 】

…..

Zhong Zhi walked to the side of the little narcissus, looked at the little narcissus who was dissatisfied with the gloomy color, and asked suspiciously, "Narcissus anchor.....

"I'm tired, so let's stop here today." After speaking, the little narcissus ignored Zhong Zhi and left the venue after simply packing up his things.

"Director Zhong, it should be ..... be able to announce the final result." The beautiful hostess stood beside Zhong Zhi and asked cautiously.

found excuses again and again to delay the show, and the host also felt physically and mentally tired.

"Go, go." Zhong Zhi waved his hand irritably.

……

ps: Thank you Chi Cheng and Phoo. Yan Yi for the tip......... (To be continued.) )