Chapter 18: Red Rose Fermentation (Ask for Collection)

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Bian Xuejing's face turned red, how could she tell Xi Qing that the interviewer asked about her measurements.

Looking at the beautiful figure in front of him, Xi Qing had an inexplicable feeling from the bottom of his heart. It would be nice if I could be with Bian Xuejing.

Friday's My Song was broadcast as scheduled, and Meng Zhu's elimination was as expected by Xi Qing, causing an uproar.

Although Meng Zhu's song is not so good, when he thinks of the bloom of the favored teenager last time, everyone thinks that Meng Zhu was coerced, this song is so light, how can he use it as the most critical game to sing.

Meng Zhu has an aura on his body, including his own fans, so everyone once again questioned the director team, despite the director team's N statement, this situation still has not been saved.

Hong Tao knew that if he wanted to put down Meng Zhu's matter, he had to find Qingbai.

But Meng Zhu didn't tell him the trace of Qingbai, and Hong Tao himself couldn't catch any clues, he felt quite strange, this Qingbai seemed to have evaporated from the world.

Where is he hiding, who is he?

Hong Tao had a headache, and after a few days, he didn't know how old this Qingbai was, was he in his thirties? Forty, or twenties?

This night, under boredom, Hong Tao listened to it more and more beautifully.

Because under the reaction of many people, he knew that this show was helping Meng Zhu and Qingbai to sing, maybe there were any clues in it.

After Xi Qing came to the radio, a man would walk towards him.

Xi Qing has a little impression of this man.

Ji Yi walked up to Xi Qing and said that some days ago, Ji Yi was still not convinced by this Xi Qing, but as the night became more and more popular, Ji Yi knew that it was not that the environment of this show was not good, and if he met a capable anchor, he could save this show.

Ji Yi came to apologize: "Xi Qing, I'm sorry, I sabotaged you when you were the anchor before." ”

"It's you." Xi Qing smiled: "Are you the host of this show before?" ”

"Yes." Ji Yidao.

"Ahem, I know what you think, but I'm definitely not going to steal your position. I'm just here for the time being, let me tell you straight, I came to this show to promote a certain singer, and as the show he participated in ended, I left. ”

Ji Yi nodded: "You're talking about the show where I'm a singer, right?" ”

"You see it too?"

"I also watched it, and I know that you are helping Meng Zhu push the song, but it's a pity that he was eliminated this week, but he does have a good voice."

"Right? Now he's eliminated, but I think he can come back to life. Brother Ji, I'll still help him play a song tonight, or you will also go to the live radio broadcast room with me, how do you see how I play songs and how to lure out gimmicks? ”

Xi Qing asked Ji Yi to find out, and the latter was naturally willing, "Well, then thank you." ”

"Thank you, you can come in, you can also talk, the two of us sing and harmonize, the show is even more sensational!"

Twelve o'clock in the evening.

Live radio cut-in.

Xi Qing greeted everyone according to the usual practice: 'Hello everyone, I am a good boy, and a good boy is me. “

"Today, I believe you have watched the new issue of my song, our favorite singer Meng Zhu has been eliminated, maybe many people are like me, and now they are worried and eclipsed. However, on the stage of life, there are inevitably some accidents and setbacks. After the storm, the rainbow will be beautiful. A loss may turn out to be a gain. “

"I learned from the grapevine that Meng Zhu is already preparing his return song, and this song has also been uploaded to the Internet, I grabbed it and shared it with everyone."

Then, Xi Qing released the adapted red roses.

In my dreams, I dreamed of dreams that I couldn't wake up

Red under house arrest in the red line

All the stimuli left the pain of fatigue

No longer indifferent

When I hold you from behind

What I was looking forward to was her face

It's ironic, I don't quite understand

I'm desperate for you to understand

……

The singing style of the first two paragraphs of this song is different from Meng Zhu's previous style, with some euphemism and affection, which belongs to the narration of chanting.

It's like talking to you and hoping you will listen and give feedback.

It is also this form that allows the listener to quickly enter the song.

What you can't get is always in turmoil

Those who are favored have nothing to fear

The red of the rose is easy to hurt the dream

Hold it in your hand but lose it between your fingers

Failed again

This song is beautiful, and the lyrics are also very beautiful, are these lyrics written by Qingbai?

When the song is played, it has already cut into the communication of the audience.

Xi Qingdao: Yes, this song is also a collaboration between Meng Zhu and Qingbai, and we sound very lyrical, soft, and the lyrics are very gripping in the previous section.

I heard the piano in this song, including the violin, and the drum kit, and a small amount of electronic music.

Xi Qingdao: Your ears are still quite powerful, but the sound of this instrument, one of which is not a violin, but a horse-head qin, the timbre of the horse-head qin is more real, more penetrating, and the performance of this horse-head qin is also Qingbai's mastery. With Meng Zhu's voice, it is seamless.

Ji Yi will say on the side: "I have listened to countless songs, but this song makes me feel that my heart is suddenly quiet, a kind of tranquility that I have not seen for a long time. The more you listen, the more you taste. “

Xi Qingdao said: "Yes, some songs are amazing at first hearing, but the more you listen to them, the more noisy they feel, but this song has a quiet power, like the eve of a storm. “

"Still, let's look forward to it, because the storm is coming!"

After speaking, Xi Qing switched back to the music.

Red roses, the roses themselves have thorns, how can they always be gentle. When we first fell in love, we lingered and compassionate, but after we parted, the thorns of the roses would make you sore.

Just like the title of the song, the rhythm of the second stanza, the drum kit, including the horse-head harp, the piano whistling by, heralds the coming storm.

Meng Zhu's voice will regain his high-pitched, turbulent, and pressing momentum at this time, and the song explodes:

Whether happiness is too light and heavy

Excessive use does not itch or hurt

Ripe red hollow pupils

Finally hollowed out, finally there is no beginning and no end

Those who can't get it are always in turmoil, and those who are favored have nothing to fear.

When the song came to my ears, it was a completely different feeling, like the unfolding of a whole story, a love affair of roses. At the beginning, it was sweet, intoxicating, leisurely, but after experiencing some things, I had to break up, and the thorns of the roses began to prick you very painfully, exploding, manic, just like the endeavor of this music, completely combined with my own state of mind.

Hong Tao listened to this song, he was really shocked, saying that Qingbai's preference for teenagers was a work made by chance, but it was only a long time before there was another song with such a big production.

This composition, lyrics, and singing are all comprehensive and specific, with all the factors in music, this Qingbai is simply too strong!

Hong Tao has changed his mind a little, maybe Qingbai thinks that the singer who kicks the gym is looking down on him, or let him fill in the seat?