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On the stage, the dancers of the National Dance Troupe were ready, standing, kneeling or lying on their stomachs, waiting for the live broadcast to begin. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Under the stage, Wang Chuan looked at his watch, held the microphone and asked, "All working groups, confirm again!" Lamplight! ”

"No problem."

"Camera!"

"Ready."

“……”

“…… Live countdown, 10, 9, 8 ...... 3、2、1…… Begin. ”

With Wang Chuan's "start", all the cameras present began to work, and the beautiful music accompaniment sounded on the stage. In the accompaniment, the dancers moved one by one, and the dance and music were transmitted to thousands of households and appeared in the eyes of every audience watching the live broadcast.

In the living room of Yanjing City, Jin Xujiao hugged the pillow, sat in front of the TV, and continued to chat with the people in the TT group with her mobile phone:

"Haha, the live broadcast has finally started. This opening show is a dance again? But it's not bad to take a look at the folk dance. ”

These formal, similar performances are performances, and the opening program is basically dance, and they are too lazy to complain.

"Wow! The dance sounds very good, it feels very distinctive, it sounds like flowing water. Yang Yang sighed with emotion, and then cast a great summoning technique, "Xiao Mu, is this the local dance music of Yundian Province?" What is your name? Can you popularize science? ”

Xiao Mu appeared quietly, and then sent a series of periods: "...... I'm sorry, but I don't really have much research on the folk music of Yunnan Province. If you want to know, you can identify this with mobile phone software......"

"Huh? This dance looks pretty good. Xiaoyu was sitting on the sofa, sending a message to the group, and suddenly, she saw a beautiful figure rising from the ground on the stage of the TV program, and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment:

"? How can someone pop up under this stage? Looks like you're still holding a microphone? ”

"Isn't this meant to be singing? Who is this woman? ”

"You don't even know her? She is Duan Wanqing, the daughter of the Grand Duke of Camellia, and the chief planner of this award ceremony! ”

"She's holding the microphone, she can't be singing the opening song, is she?"

"It's not dance music for a long time, it's song accompaniment? Xiao Mu, Xiao Mu God, what is the name of this song? ”

“……”

Xiao Mu saw the news in the group and frowned - this turned out to be the accompaniment of a song! But why hadn't he heard the melody of the accompaniment?

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On the viewing seat, Duan Yanshan listened to the accompaniment sound echoing around, squinted his eyes slightly, was a little intoxicated, and looked at Duan Wanqing on the stage with a smile.

Duan Wanqing was wearing colorful and slightly fancy costumes, and the whole person looked more youthful and vibrant, and under the foil of many dancers around her, she was like a fairy out of the dust.

In the accompaniment melody, Duan Wanqing walked a few steps towards the front of the stage, with a smile on her face, waiting for the thirty-second prelude to almost end, the microphone also reached her mouth, her eyes lit up, and a soft and warm singing voice came out of her mouth:

"I saw the blooming of flowers

There was a faint singing voice

Bloom its brightest smile

It will be brighter than the sun

A spring with clear water

What a beautiful little village

I saw faintly fluttering clouds

Printed on the floral clothes......"

In this soft singing, a beautiful picture seems to be slowly unfolding. The melody is like water, with a peculiar charm, sweeping towards all the people in front of the scene and the TV, and every treble and every pause in the song is evocative......

“…… This is...... It's a familiar feeling...... "In the front row of the viewing seat, Duan Yanshan listened to Duan Wanqing's singing, his eyes couldn't help but close, and he listened more quietly.

Backstage on the stage, Shu Hongming and Rice's eyes lit up slightly, and Rice muttered "so beautiful" softly-

Sure enough, Duan Wanqing's singing at this moment is more beautiful and affectionate than what she sang in the recording studio yesterday!

No wonder Da Shu has always said that this song is the most suitable for Duan Wanqing to sing.

Probably only Duan Wanqing, a butterfly countess, can sing this feeling, right?

The song continued, and in Duan Wanqing's voice, the lyrics were sung sentence by sentence, although the lyrics were simple and simple, but with the beautiful string accompaniment, it seemed to bring people into the good times in the singing. Especially Duan Yanshan, in his mind, a picture scroll has already emerged-

The gentle butterfly spring, the faint clouds drifting, the shepherdess humming the ballad, and the beautiful mountain village with smoke curling......

All this is the scene in his memory!

“…… Surrounded by butterflies flapping their silver wings

Catch back that ancient time

O bird that sings of freedom and bravery

Keep singing ......"

In the blink of an eye, Duan Wanqing finished singing the first half of the song, and when the music sounded, Duan Wanqing stopped, panted softly, and waved her hand towards the bottom of the stage.

Duan Yanshan also opened his eyes at this time, and said with a smile to Han Shiguo and Princess Xue Ying beside him: "Prince Han, Princess Snow Ying, did you hear that?" My daughter sang "By the Butterfly Spring"! Ha ha...... You don't know, the things in this song are all things I told Qingqing, and Qingqing has never seen it himself......"

“…… No wonder, my daughter said she was going to surprise me, and it was a real surprise! ”

Han Shiguo was still expressionless, but looking at Duan Yanshan's crazy appearance, he was a little envious and jealous in his heart - Duan Wanqing gave his father a surprise gift on the stage, but his children who were not successful had never given him such a "gift......

The short passage music ended quickly, and in the crescendo accompaniment, Duan Wanqing continued to sing the climax of the song, the love is deep and true, and the singing voice is still like water, infiltrating people's hearts:

“…… A gentle splash of water on the leaves

Occasionally it wets the ends of my hair

Such a wonderful little little world in the sun

Transfiguration......"

The singing stopped, and on the stage, the dancers gathered around Duan Wanqing with the end of the accompaniment, and Duan Wanqing also bowed slightly to the stage, and there were bursts of applause in the viewing seat.

Duan Wanqing bowed again and retreated, and at the same time, many viewers who were watching the live broadcast in front of the TV also came back to their senses, and many people couldn't help but ask on the Internet:

"I'm going to go! The opening song of the award ceremony just now is so good, right? That feeling, that sense of the picture, is so beautiful that it explodes! Have any of you heard this song? ”

"Is this the folk music of Yunnan Province? I hadn't heard it before at all. ”

"Ask for the name of the song! Ask for a song introduction! The melody of this song keeps dangling in my head, and I feel like I've been poisoned! ”

"This song should be a new song, right? If it's an old song, it's so good, it's impossible that no one has heard it! ”

"New songs? Whose work is it? Which music producer's masterpiece? ”

"The author should be from Yundian Province, right?"

“……”

Next to the family seats at the viewing seat, Qi Fan was also applauding and sighing: "It's really a good song, it should be written by Butterfly Spring, right?" This accompaniment style with the ethnic characteristics of Yunnan Province...... I don't know which music producer in Yundian Province wrote it...... People from other places will never be able to write it......"

Xiaomi couldn't help but chuckle when she heard Qi Fan's words.

He Wenqian turned her head strangely and looked at Xiaomi's appearance: "Hey? Xiaomi, do you know? ”

Xiaomi nodded, then whispered, "...... This was written by Da Shu. ”

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