Zhang Yi gently pinched out the chords with his left hand, and his slender and crystalline fingers gently plucked the strings. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

There are not too many fancy, but the clear string sound is inadvertently in people's hearts, swinging a little wave.

"Miss Dong, you never forgot your smile

Even if you are as eager to age as I am

Miss Dong, the corners of your mouth are beautiful when they are down

It's like the clear water under the Ann Wo Bridge."

……

Zhang Yi gradually raised his head, stared into the microphone, and looked straight ahead with his eyes as calm as water.

A faint smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

His voice was delicate and low, chanting softly, and his voice was like the water flowing quietly under the bridge of the Na'an River.

The previous contestant sang a rock song, and the noisy and flamboyant voice made people feel dizzy after listening to it

Feel.

At this time, a love song that is as gentle as water. Suddenly, like a rope, it won the hearts of many people, and many viewers who were originally a little overexcited suddenly stood up again, their eyes shining, and they seemed to have no feeling of being trapped at all.

"Miss Dong, I'm also a complicated animal

The sentence on the lips has been repeated in the heart

Miss Dong's night time in the Drum Tower is in a hurry

Stranger please give me a Lan ~ state"

Fresh and elegant tunes, except for the dazzling singing skills.

In the clear and tactful guitar sound, Zhang Yi uses his clean and concise voice to hit the depths of people's souls! This kind of minimalization

The simple singing made the sound linger in people's hearts, and it seemed to arouse people's first love in their hearts.

People in their first love will have very complicated feelings. or apprehensive, or ignorant, or cramped, or expectant. These rich mental activities, but when it comes to words, they have become a youth that wants to speak and stops.

The night of time passed in a hurry, and perhaps at this time, it happened to be a cigarette from a pedestrian to relieve the faint sorrow of wanting to speak and stopping.

……

Many viewers seem to recall the memories of their first love deep in their hearts.

It may be intense, or shy, or bland, but in this moving and tactful singing, the defense line in my heart is also unguardedly broken.

Some little girls, holding their cheeks in their hands, stopped this slightly sad tune, and their hearts were wandering and flowing in their eyes.

Many people's eyes flickered, and even a low sobbing sound was heard, and when the person next to him noticed and wanted to turn his head to see who was sobbing, he realized that the corners of his eyes seemed to be wet.

And the four guests under the stage also have different looks at the moment.

Huang Jian clasped his hands in front of his chest, listened to the music, nodded his chin gently, and his eyes were immersed in this beautiful timbre, unable to extricate himself.

Sun Huizi also stood up at this time, propped up her hands on the button table in front of her, covered her mouth tightly, her expression was very complicated, moved, joyful, and there was a yearning and longing for feelings.

As a pop singer who debuted very early, Sun Huizi's every word and deed, every move, seems to be living under the constraints of the lens media, but she rarely falls in love, and there are only a handful. And because of his identity, many feelings have passed away in a flash, and for so many years, he has never been able to find a shoulder that he can rely on.

There is no kind of persuasion, nor is there that kind of hysterical unforgettable, such a gentle lyricism, full of charm, but more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people!

Wang Feng's singing is wild, even the love songs are flamboyant and domineering, and he can't wait to announce his love to the whole world! But at this moment, he was also moved when he heard this song "Miss Dong", his expression was complicated, and he didn't know which memories he evoked again.

Among them, the biggest reaction is the big brother Li Zhongyang.

The love road in his life can be said to be quite bumpy, and he has experienced three marriages before and after. In the past, because of this or that reason, there was no way to continue the fate, so I had to work hard and fly separately. And he is still single now, when participating in many activities, some media friends always ask him about the latest emotional trends, at this time, there will always be a trace of helplessness in his eyes, maybe tired, maybe sad, but in the bottom of his heart, there has always been a heart for love.

At this time, listening to this beautiful and gentle "Miss Dong", it also hit his heart deeply, all kinds of things seemed to appear in his mind again, and there were tears in his eyes, but in the next moment, his tears finally poured out of his eyes like catharsis!

"So none of those may be real Miss Dong

You're not a female classmate without a story

Fall in love with a wild horse, but there is no grassland in my home

This makes me feel hopeless, Miss Dong

……”

The feeling on stage at this time is very amazing.

Zhang Yi sat on a stool, playing a guitar in his hand and singing a ballad.

At this time, it involves everyone's eyes, the feeling of the heart, and the flow of the heart!

That faint, unknown emotion is particularly in line with the artistic conception pursued by lonely and melancholy literary and artistic youths.

In the lyrics, "You're not a female classmate without a story"

The word "female classmate" has not been used in Chinese songs before, it is very direct and very subtle, and suddenly I heard such a straightforward expression in a very literary song, as if a calm seaside suddenly set off a big wave, and suddenly stunned people, and I can't help but slowly reminisce.

"Miss Dong, you put out the cigarette and talk about the past

You said that the first half of your life will be like this, and there will be tomorrow

Miss Dong, do you know that I said enough, goodbye

On the morning of May, I finally lost my sleep

So none of those may be real Miss Dong

You're not a female classmate without a story

Fall in love with a wild horse, but there is no grassland in my home."

Zhang Yi's voice in front of him was very low, and even in the singing, there was a hint of sadness.

Many viewers also held their breath for this, as if that cramped breath would also disturb the tranquility and beauty of this moment!

But at this moment, the tactful rhythm, suppressed feelings, seems to suddenly vent at this moment, the low and tactful timbre, and full of that kind of beautiful feelings, fleeting in an instant, but the regret that cannot be continued, is the last trace of emotional defense in people's hearts, are completely defeated!!

Many people were moved to tears at this moment! That trace of emotion is in my heart! Finally, in this continuous singing, I got catharsis!

"So none of those may be real Miss Dong

You're not a female classmate without a story

Fall in love with a wild horse, but there is no grassland in my home

This makes me feel hopeless, Miss Dong."

……

With Miss Dong's three words that seemed to be whispering softly, they slowly lengthened, low, and stretched in the melodious and tactful sound of the piano, and finally ended in the aftersound.

There is still a thin stream of water flowing under the bridge of the Anhe River, and there are still no wild horses on the grassland.

And so the song ended.

The audience was surprisingly quiet, and it was almost audible that pins were dropping.

People seem to be still immersed in the sad and beautiful artistic conception, and when they come back to their senses, they realize that the song is over.

After a while, there were a few scattered applause, followed by more and more intense, and finally everyone broke out into thunderous applause and cheers!

At this moment, the studio was completely boiling!

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