Chapter 0080 - Race to Replace a Few Songs for Time

"The sound of prosperity escaped into the empty door and tormented the world, and the dream was cold and tossed a lifetime of love debts; If you default to life and death, wait for the rings of the year.

The Futu Pagoda broke a few layers and broke someone's soul, and went straight to the mountain gate where a broken lamp collapsed; Let me wait for history to turn around, and wait for the mellow wine for you to play a song of guzheng.

The rain is coming, the grass and trees in the old hometown are deep, I have heard that you are always alone;

The mottled gates, entrenched in the roots of old trees, echoed on the stone slabs, wait;

The rain is coming, the grass and trees in the old hometown are deep, I heard that you are still guarding the lonely city;

The sound of the shepherd's flute on the outskirts of the city fell on that wild village, and the fate landed, and it was us who took root. ā€

Ye Yang sang the stunning Chinese style of fireworks that are easy to cold, and the audience became silent. The poignant erhu tone, as well as the cold and realistic voice, instantly extinguished the excitement of 40,000 audiences. An indescribable feeling fills everyone's heart.

In the vast Hung Hom Sports Centre, there was silence. Only the erhu pulled by Lu Lianying remained, and only the figure standing indifferently in Hanfu was left on the four stages.

"Listening to the laughter of youth envy many people." Ye Yang exudes an inexplicably lonely ancient atmosphere, showing the essence of this song. Fireworks, easy to cold, personnel, easy to distinguish the desolate atmosphere.

"The annals of history are gentle and refusal, and the pen is too ruthless. Fireworks are easy to cold, and personnel are easy to divide! And you're asking, am I still serious? ā€

Ye Yang continued to use Lin Zhixuan's version of fireworks, which are easy to cold. Or some people say that Lao Zhou's original version seems to be more beautiful, and Ye Yang just wants to talk nonsense. Lao Zhou bites the words, can you really understand it if you haven't listened to it a few times? Compared with the old Zhou version, Lin Zhixuan's version is more suitable for the scene and more suitable for concerts.

"After a thousand years, who is waiting. And how can Qingshi not be true, Wei Shu Luoyang City! If you are following, have you been in a previous life? Follow the red dust and follow me, wandering all my life. ā€

Ye Yang didn't shake his body, and when he sang this song, he didn't need to move. You just need to stand quietly in place, sigh and let the fireworks get cold.

"It's raining, the grass and trees are deep in the old hometown, I heard that you are always alone;

The mottled city gate, entrenched in the roots of old trees, echoes on the stone slabs, wait a little longer, ......"

Ye Yang is like the king of music at this moment, singing all the quietly, singing this cold and poignant fireworks. Facing one of his favorite songs in his previous life, Ye Yang could not forget that artistic conception and melancholy.

Whenever a new song comes out, many listeners like to listen to it while going and substituting themselves. Because everyone wants to find that sense of identity, and they want to find their own past in the song. But as usual this kind of move, this song is undoubtedly not present.

Ye Yang's singing undoubtedly has a deep sense of substitution. This sense of substitution surpasses the previous "Never Left", which is a realm that is difficult for Ye Yang to figure out when he is at his peak.

That sense of substitution, through the poignant fireworks, is easy to cold, and it hits the bottom of the hearts of all the listeners in the Red Pavilion. Don't wait for them to imagine on their own, they substitute for themselves, and completely pull them into the poignant fireworks easy to cold story.

Not many people know the story of Luoyang Jialanji, and the erudite ones have always been only a very few. But as Ye Yang's fireworks unfolded, the 40,000 listeners seemed to see the story in Luoyang Jialanji. That story tells the story of being young through the ages, fireworks being easy to cold, and people being easy to separate.

"Fate takes root and is, we, the Garan Temple, listen to the sound of the rain, and look forward to the eternal !!"

As Ye Yang finished singing the last sentence, Ye Yang stood in place calmly, as if staring at the Luoyang Jialanji through the ages.

The entire Red Pavilion was quiet for a long time. I don't know who stood up first and applauded, but this applause quickly woke up the others. Like the spread of the plague, more than 40,000 people in the entire Hung Hom Stadium, and fully ninety percent of the audience fans stood up and applauded. The rest of the adult was even bowing his head and wiping away his tears.

"Good!" Zhang Xueyou is no exception, and directly became a member of the ninety percent of the staff. When the god of song made such a move, he also led the artists and VIPs near him, and all the members stood and applauded.

"Sing well, sing well!" Niu Dehua also followed this friend to stand and applaud, looking at Ye Yang who was still standing on the stage in horror. Under the surface of the applause, he was shocked in his heart.

"Palace-level, the performance just now is definitely palace-level singing. Even for me, this is a rare situation. ā€

Zhang Xueyou straightened his clothes, and put a high hat in his mouth on Ye Yang's body without capital. Although he kept talking, he walked directly to the edge of the stage.

Ye Yang, who was just a first-line singing skill, is now performing palace-level singing. Crossing such a big boundary, I guess something will happen! Thinking about Ye Yang's abnormal play several times, Zhang Xueyou, who loves talents, is very worried in his heart.

In the backstage room of the basement of the Hung Hom Stadium, when Ye Yang sang that the fireworks were easy to cold, several of the top figures in the entertainment industry left the mahjong in their hands for the first time. Listen to the fireworks that are easy to cool and feel the poignancy of the ages.

"Huh?" When the applause rang out, Zhang Guorong naturally woke up. He has always talked and laughed freely, and his expression changed greatly, and he directly pushed down the mahjong table in front of him, and rushed towards the lifting platform with an extremely panicked expression.

"What's wrong?" The sound of mahjong falling to the ground also woke up a few people who were lingering in the aftermath, looking at Zhang Guorong who rushed out of the door, and everyone was puzzled before he came back to his senses.

"Oh no, something should have happened to Ayan." Mei Yanfang was agitated for a while, reacted instantly, and followed Zhang Guorong in the direction of the lifting platform.

With Ye Yang's singing skills at this time, he shouldn't sing that song with a very traditional Chinese flavor, could it be that something happened here? Thinking of this, Mei Yanfang, who was nervous in her heart, became faster.

Mei Yanfang's words caused the expressions of the three people in the room to change. Fa Ge and Hong Jinbao glanced at each other, and then ran briskly towards the lifting platform together, leaving Ouyang Fei'er alone.

The princess indifferently swept the mahjong under her feet, sighed helplessly, and walked in the direction of the lifting platform. "I hate wearing high heels, I can't run!"

In the truly earth-shattering applause, Ye Yang came back to his senses in amazement. Taking a weak breath, Ye Yang laboriously picked up the microphone and said very tiredly. "Thank you."

The lights turned off amid applause, and Ye Yang also disappeared on the four sides of the dark red pavilion with the descending of the lifting platform. Ye Yang saw the changes in the venue, and finally collapsed weakly on the lifting platform.

Feeling the spirit that was close to exhaustion, Ye Yang smiled helplessly. I really think highly of myself, and I don't look at Zhang Guorong's forbidden method. "This general method of splitting personality has really big sequelae."

Why did Zhang Guorong reach such a high level in terms of acting skills? Completely rely on his own heart, according to various information and conjectures, simulate a second personality that is the most perfect for the character of the script. Performing a certain god-like performance in this way is the secret skill of Zhang Guorong to reach the peak of his acting skills.

And this method that is similar to a secret technique, Zhang Guorong also passed it on to his disciple. It was Ye Yang who used this method just now to let himself ignore the boundary between the first line and the palace, and sing a song of fireworks that is easy to cold.

"I thought that my Heavenly Master's huge spiritual power could easily get rid of the influence of that virtual personality. I can't imagine that the mental power of the virtual personality is almost the same as my own, it's really overturned in the gutter! In order to get rid of it, I almost exhausted my spirit. ā€

Recalling what happened to him, Ye Yang couldn't help but tremble in his heart. In the future, this method is better to play less. If you play again, you will probably stumble and fall into the state of Zhang Guorong before.

"Host, this system is not very built yƬ you use this method." When Ye Yang was pondering, the entertainment system with a very low sense of zƠi rarely spoke. As a tool to assist Ye Yang's growth, the entertainment system felt the need to remind Ye Yang of certain matters.

"Your huge spiritual power makes you more intuitive and real than when your master Zhang Guorong uses this method. But this kind of trick will end up hurting yourself. In the future, the system will monitor the host's behavior, and if it is found again, the system will personally stop all your behavior. ā€

It's hard to get a human touch on an icy entertainment system. It's just a cold voice, and it's really hard to feel its human touch.

"This system will give you a bottle of elixir that restores your spiritual power as a gift for your debut. Please keep in mind that this system is only for your tools, and don't rely too much on external objects like me. You've done a good job of doing this, and I hope you can continue to carry it forward. ā€

A jade bottle appeared out of thin air in Ye Yang's hand, and the rare system god also lurked. If it weren't for Ye Yang's behavior that had always been close to its standards, the entertainment system with a mysterious origin would not have personally warned Ye Yang, and even gave Ye Yang a bottle of very important elixir.

"Really." Ye Yang complained in his heart, and finally reluctantly swallowed a black autumn elixir that did not look like an elixir at all.

Feeling that his mind began to soothe, Ye Yang breathed a sigh of relief. "It turned out that my suspicion was true. This broken system also provides me with some necessary resources. Luckily, I didn't rely on it too much, otherwise it would have been nothing. ā€

"Ayan, are you alright?" Zhang Guorong's eyes swept over Ye Yang, who was half-sitting on the lifting platform, trying to find out what Ye Yang had hidden from the details of Ye Yang's expression.

Crossing the boundaries of the palace in one fell swoop, Zhang Guorong knows that this disciple may be very deep in the play. If you don't get away as soon as possible, Cheng Dieyi and Zhang Guorong will be Ye Yang's example in the future.

Feeling the shallow coldness in his head, Ye Yang spread his hands helplessly, signaling that he needed time to recuperate now. "It's okay, it's just that I'm afraid I won't be able to play in the next three songs."

"What's the problem, your master will support you a few later." After making sure that Ye Yang was okay, Zhang Guorong ignored Mei Yanfang, who was rushing behind him, and patted his chest very arrogantly to ensure that he was up. Just a song, Zhang Guorong is really not addicted, sing a few more, that's the best.

"Brother Rong actually wants to play again? Unfortunately, I want to play too? You won't give your little sister this chance! ā€

Ouyang Fei'er, who was holding things in her eyes on the side, couldn't help but speak. The fireworks just now were lingering, and she couldn't help but have the opportunity to sing.

Zhang Xueyou put aside the figure of the backstage staff and invited with a smile. "It's really unfortunate, in fact, I also have an itchy throat and suddenly want to play."

PS: The third update arrives, and I ask for a recommended ticket on Monday......