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This tabula rasa, this tabula rasa is blue and white.

That's right.

Han Hong listened to the song of the tabula rasa, and after her repeated recollection, she finally concluded that this tabula rasa and Qingbai, who are so popular on the Internet, are one person.

Many people only know that there is a musical genius named Qingbai, who has not seen his true face, and like today, many people only know the tabula rasa, but they don't know that he actually has another name.

But these two people are the same person.

You're in the southern sun

Snow

I'm in the cold night in the north

The four seasons are like spring

If only it was too late before dark

I'm going to forget your eyes

Extremely poor in life, I can't finish a dream

The big dream woke up and it was absurd in this life

The singing of the tabula rasa continued leisurely, and Han Hong had been called back, and as Han Hong expected, at this point, finally, finally the tabula rasa broke out.

He played with the guitar, and his skillful guitar playing was already impeccable, and his voice was still only gently pulled up at first: South Mountain South, North Autumn Sadness

There are grain piles in Nanshan

The south wind is murmuring, and the north is in the north

There are tombstones in the North Sea

And then.

Repeating these words, his voice suddenly rose, like a pigeon in the square being disturbed by the footsteps of a visitor, and the next second it flew into the sky.

There was a bang.

The pigeon spread its wings and whistled in the sky, and Xi Qing's voice reached high. Tide.

The south of the mountain is south, and the north is sad in autumn

There are grain piles in Nanshan

The south wind is murmuring, and the north is in the north

There are tombstones in the North Sea

The south of the mountain is south, and the north is sad in autumn

There are grain piles in Nanshan

The south wind is murmuring, and the north is in the north

There are tombstones in the North Sea

Each time, the voice was an octave higher, and the elongated voice was extremely vast, piercing through the thick voice like clouds, soaring infinitely, infinitely.

It is no longer the decadence and helplessness of the previous time, as if it has obtained the hope of a new life, and has issued an impassioned cry, to break through the shackles of fate at once, and to bravely strive for their own happiness.

Xi Qing held the guitar, and every time his hand stroked, it was perfectly clasped with the timbre.

And that voice almost made Han Hong feel more plasticity of the tabula rasa, not only a low-chanting and shallow ballad, even if it was a decibel raising, like a pear blossom sung by himself and open, he could also control the more awe-inspiring and sharp ballads.

The wonderful, exhilarating, enjoyable sound echoed through the space of the studio, and judge Xi Yi Nengjing was already holding his chin to enjoy the whiteboard.

"This song is so good, I really want to know who he is."

"Yes, this tabula rasa is the one I am most curious about, and the one I can't guess the most. This song of his, even better than the previous one, when you are old. A completely different taste, but no longer relying on stories. Wu Qixian said.

Meng Zhu's expression was a little embarrassed, he may be the only one among the five judges who knows the true identity of the white board, but unfortunately, he can't say it.

Dai Jun said: "I think this tabula rasa must be a powerful singer in the music world, he deliberately took out his newly created works, just to deceive everyone, in fact, he is a big coffee." ”

The music also moistens the heart, and it also makes Han Hong feel the ultimate enjoyment, but it is precisely like this, Han Hong can't help it, yes, this tabula rasa's Nanshan Nan is indeed more outstanding, it does not have a complete story, only with melody and timbre, it has achieved folk songs, and others can't do it in their lives.

I know who he is.

Han Hong finally spoke up.

With Han Hong's words, Yi Nengjing hurriedly asked: Who is it?

Wu Qixian also stared at Han Hong: "Teacher Han Hong, do you really know?" Let's talk about it. ”

Meng Zhu also looked at Han Hong, and at this moment, Xi Qing's Nanshan Nan also ended in the final performance of the music, and Han Hong stood up: Qingbai, even if you are wearing a mask, I can still hear it, that's right, you are Qingbai. “

Han Hong's right hand pointed straight at Xi Qing, which really surprised Xi Qing, who had just finished singing.

And Han Hong's words caused an uproar at the scene.

It was as if the frozen ice was suddenly blasted open a hole, and then the water rushed out, and the hole was slowly torn open.

"He's Qingbai?"

"The whiteboard is green and white, is it the most popular rookie singer-songwriter on the Internet?"

"It's the song that sings the blue and white porcelain."

"Yes, there's the tiger's mouth, and the hills, and I like his hills."

The audience began to discuss.

And it's not just the audience.

In Stone City, Yamaki Village.

Xi Gui's face was a little dazed, he didn't know what blue and white porcelain, hills, these songs were. But the tiger's mouth is out of danger, this song Xi Gui knows.

Isn't the old wolf singing about the tiger's mouth?

"Wife, this Qingbai is an old wolf?"

"What old wolf." Wang Jinxiu's previous learning with Xi Qing came in handy when she listened to songs with her mobile phone, she would search for Qingbai's name, and the songs of blue and white porcelain, hills, and household registration escape all came out.

"Listen, it's this song that escapes from danger."

Wang Jinxiu released the tiger's mouth, Xi Gui only listened to a few words, and felt that this was better than the original old wolf singing.

Then listened to the song Blue and White Porcelain, Hills, especially Hills, after listening to it, Xi Gui was even more shocked by the sophisticated musical feeling and musical ability: This, this Qingbai is so powerful.

The whiteboard is blue and white, indeed, it is indeed a singing artist.

"I think tonight's singer is the king."

Xi Gui and Wang Jinxiu both felt that this Qingbai and the whiteboard were outstanding, but they didn't know that this Qingbai was actually their own son.

It's not that the two old men can't hear that the voice is a little similar to their own son, it's just that they don't dare to think about that place at all.

In the Qingbai Kingdom, when I learned that the tabula rasa was Qingbai.

The Qingbai Kingdom exploded: rub, the whiteboard is our Qingbai. I said, why is it that the whiteboard singing is so good. It turns out that he is our favorite Qingbai.

Upstairs, it's just that Han Hongbao said this, and the whiteboard hasn't admitted it yet.

Do you still need to admit it? This cliff is like this, otherwise who can make this tabula rasa except for Qingbai. Who can sing such an earth-shattering, weeping ghost and god song?

But isn't Qingbai Shu Huang, this whiteboard looks so young. I feel deeply deceived!

It's not good to be young? It's even better if it's a handsome guy.

The Mahjong League exploded at the same time: rubbing, the whiteboard was blue and white.

Qingbai is a very powerful singer.

The whiteboard turned out to be blue and white.

I like his blue and white porcelain, I can say I'm so excited.

There are some people who are active in both groups, and at this time, the Qingbai Kingdom and the mahjong group are merged together, and all of a sudden, the people of the two groups are happy to become a big family.

There are now tens of thousands of people in the Qingbai Kingdom, and the Mahjong Alliance has tens of thousands of people in just a few weeks because of the influence of the masked singer.

There are 100,000 fans, at this moment, all of them are looking forward to it, looking forward to this whiteboard that can answer Han Hongbaobao's questions and tell everyone whether he is green or white.

The tabula rasa that had just finished singing Nanshannan didn't come out of the atmosphere of the song a little, so when Han Hong pointed at him and said that he was Qingbai, the tabula rasa was stunned for a minute.

He didn't speak, the scene was somewhat embarrassing, but at this time, Li Hao didn't know how to save the scene, and he also slightly recalled what the director said.

You can't afford to mess with this tabula rasa, it turns out that he is a hot new star on the Internet. But didn't Qingbai reject Mango's song?

How did we invite him to Lychee Terrace?

Li Hao was a little blind.

And the whiteboard came back to his senses and looked at Han Baobao, since he had arrived here, there was no need for him to hide himself anymore: yes, I, just, yes, Qingbai. “