"One minute on stage, ten years off stage. This sentence is true, every singer understands that a song must first move himself before he can move the audience.

But few people will be like Sha Puliang's predecessors, tossing and turning in the middle of the night and sleepless, and calling me to ask me how the exhalation method of this sentence is the most touching.

That's why, before he sings, I am ashamed to say that it is time for this old-timer to be reborn. Let us give our warmest applause to Sha Puliang and thank him for bringing us such a wonderful performance. ”

"Here's the song.

It's kind of interesting...... It is also about a kind of flower, and it is also a description of flowers, and it is also an ancient style. Coincidentally, this singer is also an old singer of the same age as Sha Puliang's predecessors. So who is better in the interpretation of the two? ”

"We'll see!"

Thunderous applause!

After the baptism of the first song, the audience no longer dared to be half-hearted, and at the beginning there were people secretly playing with their mobile phones, and now, they are all sitting with their backs straight, enjoying the upcoming music festival.

If nothing else, just Ren Qian's sentence of 'one minute on stage, ten years of work off the stage' made them feel ashamed.

If a singer works so hard and doesn't give the respect he deserves, it's really uneducated.

So they took out their warmest applause and the best mental outlook to listen to the singer's performance next.

The lights went out, and not only the singers' hearts were nervous, but even the hearts of the audience suddenly jumped to their throats.

Why can't you just skip this stage? It's a real rush to wait.

Spotlight, One Step ...... Two-step ...... Three-step ...... Four Steps...... Five steps. Sun Munan finally stood in the center of the stage, grabbed the microphone, and saluted the band teacher, the audience, and Ren Qian first. Only then did the lights go out and the soundtrack entered the countdown.

"Hurry up! Hurry up! ”

Many audience members in the audience half stood up, clenched their fists, and secretly urged in their hearts, they were anxiously waiting for the singer to speak!

Knock Knock...... Knock Knock...... Knock Knock......

Three heartbeats passed, and the soundtrack finally sounded as desired, and the audience collapsed instantly.

The sound of the violin is almost 'localized' in this song, and the sound quality and the way the emotions are rendered are the same as those of local Chinese instruments. The most rustic materials from nature outline the sorrow closest to the heartbeat.

The audience's affection is fiddled with like a salted fish.

One moment of relief, the next moment the heart beat to the throat. In the big spring, I was sweating!

The prelude continues.

Ren Qian quietly looked at the center of the stage, this song is a famous song widely sung by Jay Chou.

Composer Jay Chou, lyricist Fang Wenshan. The two can be described as a match made in heaven, Jay Chou's music is blurry, and Fang Wenshan's words are elegant; Jay Chou's songs are like mirrors, and Fang Wenshan's words are like poems among flowers......

Now he is handing over this song to Sun Munan because his voice can control this song, and there will definitely be a unique personal style in it.

Ren Qian himself also likes this song very much, and he may record this song when the program is recorded.

Forty seconds, Sun Munan finally spoke.

'Thy tears are weak and wounded,

The miserable white moon bends and bends, hooking the past.

The night was so long that it condensed into frost......

Who is in cold despair in the attic?'

As soon as he opened his mouth, he was in Weiyang Pond, and Emperor Ming of the Tang Dynasty died Yang Guifei's lingering hatred.

Late autumn, deep palace, deep courtyard, lock Yi people.

One qiē is cold and cold, and the other is lonely and lonely, all in that glance that passed away suddenly. In the light of those eyes, the autumn water full of the garden is reflected, like the most crystal tears.

I want to cry, or I wash my face with tears all the time.

Before you know it, the frost has fallen......

It's so sad!

Just now, a dark incense can still make people breathe two or three breaths, and at this moment, this ancient song, whether it is the guzheng pipa behind it, is suffocating.

What's more, there is Sun Munan's fire!

The audience has a wave of love in their hearts, they have never been so emotional when they listened to songs on the Internet before, but they didn't expect that at the scene, it was really urgent and itchy, painful and happy......

Of course, the audience is aggrieved, which means that the singer is very successful.

'The rain flicked softly, and the scarlet windows ......

I've spent my life on paper being blown by the wind.

Dreams turn into a wisp of incense in the distance,

Drift away with the wind......

The rain hits the plantain and closes the door deeply, the autumn wind and autumn rain are sad, and the words are well written, which lies in the combination of the meanings that the Chinese can easily associate with yì.

Autumn rain, Zhu Window, just two words can outline a sad and resentful prose poem.

What's more, it's written into a song?

Sun Munan sang here, and the audience choked up.

'The chrysanthemum is broken, and the ground is wounded......

Your smile has turned yellow......

The flowers are broken, and my heart is quiet......

The north wind is chaotic, and the night is not young......

Your shadow clips constantly!

Leave me alone on the surface ......of the lake in pairs'

Chrysanthemums are all over the ground, although this sentence is a bit suspicious of forcibly choosing words to form sentences for the sake of rhyme, but it doesn't matter. Chinese culture is broad and profound.

Ren Qian didn't expect that as soon as this song "Chrysanthemum Terrace" came out, countless elementary school students flocked to the word "injury".

There are even some 'ancient style lyricists' who frequently use 'mourning' in a simple song.

The whole article is full of mourning, which makes people chrysanthemum tight.

Just look at the expressions of the audience: high ...... The tide part is wonderful.

'Your smile is yellowed', and that alone creates a full sense of imagery.

Who tried in vain to capture this picture of the city full of golden armor into the painting?

Do you want to make the people of Iraq never die, and you want to make the prosperity eternal and not wither?

But I don't want to, even if I enter the painting, the canvas will have a yellowing and distortion one day......

The north wind is turbulent, and the flowers fall and the people die without knowing it.

Unrequited love in a deep pavilion is a person's chaos......

I couldn't help it, I really couldn't help it, and in the audience, many men raised their heads.

Unexpectedly, although the melody of this song is simple, it is even a melody looping back and forth. But it is this cycle over and over again, coupled with the heartbreaking lyrics, that shatters people's tear ducts.

Torment, torment!

Hurry up and end it! Although the song is good, what does it look like for a big man of ours to cry like this?!

Ren Qian swept the audience, and he saw through the audience's careful thinking. This is the scene, far from the feeling that can be felt at home listening to a simple assembly line CD.

At the scene, a trace of the singer's love will be infinitely amplified. Then break through your emotional defenses like a virus, like a sliced onion, and stimulate your tear ducts.

"Hoo ......"

There was a neat sigh of relief from the audience.

The song is finally over.

"Thank you to the band teacher, thank you Ren Qian, thank you to the five hundred listeners, I choked up with this song."

Sun Munan waved his hand and left from the side. He was fortunate enough to have a concert at the Wangfujing Opera House, which had dozens of times the number of people in my singer's studio.

But the feeling of standing on the stage is one in the sky and one underground.

In the Wangfujing Opera House, singers come on stage just to sing to make money. However, on the stage of I am a singer, you will be nervous, and you will try your best to pursue your limits!

He began to be in awe of Ren Qian, a young man, and it is said that the golden idea that I am a singer was planned by him.

And Sha Puliang sang "Dark Fragrance", and he sang "Chrysanthemum Terrace" and composed the lyrics by himself. The songs of the following singers are all arranged by Ren Qian - after watching the rehearsals, he thinks that the quality is outrageous!

No wonder Xu Zhiqian and Hu Yanbin said that day that they would make money by participating in the first show, because Ren Qian's song is hard to find!

With such quality, without one or two million, who can afford it?

This is a masterpiece that can make a singer stand on his feet!

"Can't be eliminated, definitely can't be eliminated!"

This is a cry from the depths of Sun Munan's heart, this rehearsal has not done his best, next time I must work hard to get the first place!