Chapter 128: The Art Show [14] The Heaven Opens
After Xu Xia finished speaking, he didn't give them a chance to refuse.
I was already familiar with it, and I pulled out a tape and put it in.
The music suddenly sounded, and the eardrums almost exploded under the effect of surround sound.
The prelude is a very energetic electronic sound, and the combination of syllables makes people's scalp tingle.
Xu Xia patted Shen Cang's shoulder, and his eyes fell on the dance carpet not far away.
Shen Cang understood what she meant.
Let him go over and dance to the music.
He pursed his lips, in fact, needless to say, the first second he heard the music, his bones boiled.
If it weren't for the pressing.
He had already jumped up.
Now he had no scruples, he smiled evilly, kicked off his shoes, and danced violently on the dance carpet.
He doesn't even need to think, he just needs to follow the music wholeheartedly, and the movements are naturally and smoothly done.
Xu Xia's eyes lit up slightly.
The fingers unconsciously beat the beat.
The other three also discovered Shen Cang's movements, and their eyes were all amazed.
Song Bai pulled out the hand that was inserted into his trouser pocket and walked to the side of the drum kit, the muscles in his arm contracted, and the drum beat blended smoothly into the music.
The corners of the lips rose to the extreme, and the lip flaps were bright red like blood, like demons.
Zhao Yunjin also sat in front of the piano, with slender fingers and well-defined joints, dancing on the black and white keys.
The most heartwarming gesture.
Wei Changfeng also felt itchy to see it, and wanted to open his throat.
His eyes lit up and he looked at Xu Xia, full of anticipation, "Brother Xia, do you have lyrics?" β
Xu Xia shook his head, "I haven't written it yet." β
Wei Changfeng's face collapsed in disappointment all of a sudden, and the next moment he was stunned.
Still, no, write, out, come?
What does this mean, this song was composed by Xu Xia himself?!
Inadvertently unlocked another skill of the big guy.
What the hell is she that she can't?!!
However, I haven't had time to sigh yet.
His eyes shrank again, and he thought of something.
I just watched it before, but I didn't realize that this melody, this mix, this distinct style......
In the next second, he looked at Xu Xia in shock, "Winter solstice?!! β
Winter Solstice, a big man in the music world, a god-level arranger, no face, no lyrics, relying on pure music and pure melody, he won the top position on the broadcast list three times in a row, and no one can replace him so far.
It is a miracle in the music world.
After all, compared to traditional songs, pure music does not have a large audience.
No pure music has ever been played to this extent.
The winter solstice can be described as a war of gods.
So far, it has disappeared for three years, and it can't extinguish the enthusiasm and praise of fans.
His personal color is very strong, and the style of his music is so vivid that it can be recognized when he hears it.
What's more, Wei Changfeng is the ashes powder of the winter solstice.
The first three songs, "Flame", "Unyielding" and "Starfall", he listened to each song over and over again thousands of times.
It is extremely certain that this one also comes from the handwriting of the winter solstice.
Xu Xia saw his excitement and was a little puzzled, but he still nodded.
It seems that she did use the name Winter Solstice, and with the idea of not wasting resources, she uploaded a few pieces of music that she improvised by herself.
However, I haven't logged in to that account for many years, and I forgot my password.
Unexpectedly, after many years, she could still hear the name that was given on a whim because of a certain experience.
A bit of a surprise.
There was an unknown warm current flowing through his chest.
Seeing her admit it, Wei Changfeng's eyes suddenly burst into light.
Then he howled and hugged her, tightly.
"Brother Xia, from now on you are my male god! The only male god! β
He was so excited!
Is there anything more surprising than an idol right next to you?!
Xu Xia blackened his face and pushed the person away, with an extremely disgusted expression.
Wei Changfeng scratched his head, his face was a little red, embarrassed, "That, I'm so excited, I ......"
The explanation is incoherent.
Xu Xia glanced at him, didn't bother with him, and then his eyes lit up, and he asked a little curiously: "How do you know about the winter solstice?" β
When the words fell, Wei Changfeng looked at her with an extremely strange gaze, and asked indescribably: "You don't usually listen to songs?" β
Xu Xia raised his eyebrows, what does this have to do with listening to songs?
Shaking his head, "I want to listen." β
And I listen to it a lot, especially when I'm in a bad mood.
After all, research has proven that the melody of music can indeed make a person's mood better.
Wei Changfeng tugged at the corners of his mouth, "Don't you know that the name of the winter solstice has been on the major lists for three years?" β
The popularity has not diminished for three years, and it is in the absence of new works.
It is unique in this circle.
Xu Xia pursed his lips, his eyes were a little strange, "Then I'm still, a little powerful!" β
Wei Changfeng rolled his eyes, closed himself, and didn't want to talk to her.
Although he lamented her appearance, he admired her talent even more.
But, when this person speaks, he really owes too much beating!
The three people who had no intention of eating melons on the side also stopped their movements and stared at Xu Xia quietly, the atmosphere was indescribably weird.
As it happens, the music also stopped.
Throughout the classroom, the honey was silentβ
"What's the name of this song?" Finally adjusted his mentality, Wei Changfeng asked.
Xu Xia's face stiffened slightly, a touch of gloom flashed, and she replied, "Open the sky." β
Wei Changfeng was stunned for a moment, and his eyebrows frowned slightly.
Compared to her first three songs.
The title of this song doesn't match the content of the song!
Not to mention an arranging genius like the winter solstice, even a person with incomplete pentatonic tones would not make such a mistake.
Xu Xia didn't explain, his eyes were obviously a little irritable.
Walked to the side, picked up the electric guitar that Shen Cang saw at a glance, and his eyes fell on Wei Changfeng.
"Listen, I'll only sing it once."
Wei Changfeng's eyes widened.
What does this mean, she wants to fill in the words?
The winter solstice god who has been wordless for 10,000 years is actually going to fill in the words!!
Seeing Wei Changfeng's shocked gaze.
Xu Xia was a little disgusted.
His gaze lowered slightly, falling on the strings, the corners of his mouth gently tugging, and then hooked up a small arc.
A hoarse voice rang out.
"The crimson sky,
The sand between the fingers,
The blade refers to the end of the world.
β¦β¦
Under the city of Loulan,
annihilation of all things;
Qinhuai River,
Bright Moon Mercy;
β¦β¦
Dressed in white,
A flute is grandiose,
Raise your head to the sky and roar,
Horizontal knife immediately,
But ask the world about the rivers and lakes,
Why not go with the flow.
β¦β¦
knife
sword
Xiang Zheng,
It's better to go back or not-
β¦β¦
Open the sky,
Reclamation,
It's as helpless as the moon sets in the west. β
The singing voice is hoarse, although the ups and downs of the tone are unremarkable, and the lyrics are also empty.
But the emotions expressed by Xu Xia are enough to make these lyrics worthy of the "god" arrangement.
After listening, the eyes of the four of them were a little heavier.
It's not for the lyrics.
It's just the suppressed and turbulent emotions behind the lyrics.
Shen Cang clenched his fists, he always understood that the inspiration of art comes from life.
So, who is she for?
So much trouble just for this one song.
She, who wants to hear?
(To be continued)
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