Chapter 192: Poetry and Song (2)

Ai Yingteng shook her head gently, her daughter is older, and there are more suitors and admirers around her, such a scene is naturally lively!

Ai Yingsha looked around, and saw that everyone was so enthusiastic, so she whispered to Gray Meng Sijia: "Since this is the case, then you can sing, think about it, I haven't heard you sing for a long time." ”

"As long as Her Royal Highness the Princess likes it, I am more than happy to serve. ”

Gray Meng Sijia nodded slightly to Ai Yingsha, and while turning around, the surrounding nobles retreated a few steps back, as if to make way for Gray Meng Sijia. Gray Meng Sijia was naturally not polite, standing in the middle of the stage, intoxicated alone.

The next moment, Gray Meng Sijia's lips moved slightly, and the low and extremely trembling voice echoed in the air:

Beautiful love Sakura,

You're so intoxicating!

As graceful as a swan...... Flowers and Moons......

It's the elves that accompany you!

One day, the war broke out, but the fireworks bloomed gorgeously in the black sky.

You can't tell the difference between fireworks and war, just as I see only your shadow.

I'm lost, I've lost you,

I want to pick you up again and put you in the most beautiful white gown.

After Gray Meng Sijia finished singing, Zhao Yan's first feeling was that this guy would be able to win the first place if he went to participate in the Happy Male Voice.

Even Zhao Yan has conquered, let alone others.

Gray Meng Sijia's voice is very ordinary, but her singing voice is extremely magnetic, if you only listen to her voice and don't see him, Zhao Yan would never have thought that the person who sang would be him.

The cheerful prelude and the sad ending are the singing characteristics of the "Prince of Sorrows" of Gray Mengsijia. The most intoxicating thing is that this guy actually changed the lyrics without authorization and replaced them with the name of Ai Yingsha. This made Ai Yingsha seem to find resonance, and in the last part, she sang quietly with Gray Meng Sijia. On the whole, Gray Meng Sijia's singing this time can be called perfect.

And the kind of result he got almost made the next player have no chance.

But you can't say death, and you can't say absolutely in the competition, our players worked hard to make it to the finals, just to make the Pomeranian smile. Whether it is their strength or spirit, it is worth learning from all of us.

The scene was silent for a while, and suddenly there was overwhelming applause and cheers.

Ai Yingsha even took the initiative to walk towards Gray Meng Sijia and said lightly: "Thank you." ”

Gray Meng Sijia nodded slightly to Ai Yingsha as a return gift, and did not give Zhao Yan a chance, immediately walked up to him, and said with a smile: "Duke Yan, it's your turn." ”

Zhao Yan smiled bitterly and shook his head, it's not good to choose, but you have to choose singing. Although he is not a sound machine, he is not the kind of person who has incomplete tones. And when I was in KTV before, many girls still liked to listen to him sing, and they always said that he sang with great emotion and belonged to the kind of wholeheartedness. But to compare with this guy who can take the first place in the happy male voice, whether it is timbre or singing skills, it is too far behind.

Zhao Yan knew that this time was planted by himself, and there was no play.

Zhao Yan said: "Do you really want to sing?"

Gray Meng Sijia looked at Zhao Yan's eyes, and suddenly felt an unprecedented pleasure. Haha, he gave in, he threw in the towel, he finally had to bow his head in front of my strength!

Gray Meng Sijia continued: "It's okay if you don't sing, that can only mean that you don't really admire Princess Ai Sakura." ”

Glancing at Zhao Yan, Gray Meng Sijia turned to face everyone and said loudly, "Do you want to hear our erudite Duke Yan sing a song for us?"

Think!

We want to!

Gray Meng Sijia asked, it would be strange if there was no coaxing around.

Zhao Yan was helpless, took a step forward, stretched out his arms and pressed down, and the surroundings quieted down.

Zhao Yan glanced around in turn, and said, "If you want to hear the donkey's bark, just say Bei." ”

The surroundings were silent for a few seconds, and suddenly burst into earth-shattering laughter, Zhao Yan used self-deprecation to dissolve the solemn atmosphere, which suddenly made people feel that this guy was quite humorous.

In fact, Zhao Yan is also leaving a way back for himself, don't really sing badly and be counted down, he can also say confidently: "I told you before, I sing is a donkey bark, this is what you want to hear!"

Zhao Yan felt that there was not much difference between these nobles and ordinary people, they all liked to watch the excitement blindly, no longer paid attention to them, walked directly to Ai Yingsha, and said lightly: "Ai Yingsha, it doesn't matter to me whether they want to hear it or not, I want to ask, do you want to hear it?"

Ai Yingsha was stunned for a long time, then nodded slightly, and said lightly: "Yan, I also want to hear you sing." ”

Zhao Yan's last glimmer of hope was dashed, but he knew in his heart that Ai Yingsha did not mean to make things difficult for him. On the contrary, I believe in him, hoping that he can sing better than Gray Mengsijia.

Or, it could impress her.

Ai Yingsha said this, and Zhao Yan had no choice but to prepare to sing.

He turned, took a few steps forward, and began to clear his throat.

At this time, the people who were blind and heckling around them fell silent, waiting to see the joke like Gray Mengsijia. Although they said that they wanted Zhao Yan to sing, they were actually just holding the psychology of watching jokes. However, there are a few exceptions for aristocratic girls, and since Zhao Yan finished reading the poem, they have a good impression of Zhao Yan, the hillbilly duke.

Talented men who can tempt women in any era.

Gray Meng Sijia urged: "Duke Yan, hurry up and sing, everyone is waiting for you!"

With Gray Meng Sijia's urging, some of the people around began to point at Zhao Yan and whisper to each other.

"This hillbilly really doesn't know what to do, and he actually sings with the young city lord. ”

"If I were him, I would have retired a long time ago, and I would have won two games, so I should be self-sufficient!"

"Hehe, let's wait to see him make a fool of himself, look at his hesitation, I'm afraid he won't be able to sing. ”

Gray Meng Sijia stood in the crowd, heard some discussions, seemed to be very satisfied, and continued to urge presumptuously: "Hurry up, will you be able to?" Duke Yan. ”

Zhao Yan turned his back to Gray Meng Sijia, raised his hand upwards slightly, stopped Gray Meng Sijia's words, and said, "Young City Lord, as an excellent singer, don't you know that singing requires brewing emotions?"

"Hmph, are you brewing until tomorrow morning, and we are all here with you?"

Hahahaha......

Gray Meng Sijia took the lead, laughing at the same time as the people around her.

Hahahahaha...... After half laughing, everyone opened their mouths wide and froze in place, and Zhao Yan's singing voice had already sounded in the hall.

I used to love chasing dreams when I was young, and I just wanted to fly forward.

Yes

Thousands of mountains and thousands of rivers, all the way back and forth.

Suddenly looking back, the love is far away, and the body can't help but be on the horizon.

Only then did I understand love and hatred, and the most hurtful and painful thing is regret.

Singing this, Zhao Yan felt that he was emotional, and the countless crazy days on the earth were replayed in his mind one by one, and Zhao Yan's heart suddenly tightened.

He thought of his loved ones, of his friends, of everything on earth. Although in that world, he had many unsatisfactory places, despised and looked down upon, but there were also many nostalgia and many beautiful memories worth remembering.

Zhao Yan's voice couldn't help but tremble a little, and this kind of emotion from the heart was vented unreservedly. Zhao Yan turned around and faced Ai Yingsha, at this moment, he wanted to express all his feelings and all his emotions to the woman in front of him.

If nothing else, even if you are drunk alone, you must soothe the lonely heart in your heart.

Zhao Yan walked towards Ai Yingsha step by step, at this moment he seemed to have changed as a person, whether it was his expression or his eyes, it seemed to be telling a poignant and lonely story, and he, as if he was the protagonist in this story, turned these sad feelings into songs and sang them affectionately.

If you hadn't broken your heart, you wouldn't have understood my grief.

When there are tears in my eyes, don't ask me who I'm for,

I forgot about it all.

Ah, give me a glass of love water, so that I don't shed tears all night......

All sincerity and sincerity let it rain and blow the wind,

You can't get back the love you give.

Give me a glass of love water, and I won't be sad for the rest of my life......

Even if I'm going to get drunk, even if I'm going to be heartbroken,

You won't see me crying.

Zhao Yan walked and sang in front of Ai Yingsha, gently lowered his head, approached Ai Yingsha's face, his eyes were melancholy and amorous, and he sang affectionately:

Even if I'm going to get drunk, even if I'm going to be heartbroken,

You won't see me flowing...... Tear......

Ai Yingsha stared at Zhao Yan tightly, as if time had stopped at this moment, and she couldn't hear any sound or see anything. In Ai Yingsha's eyes, there is only Zhao Yan's eyes, only the tenderness and sadness in his eyes.

This tenderness, this sadness, is a kind of love that words alone cannot express.

Even if I get drunk, even if I will be heartbroken, I will not see me cry.

Ai Sakura was drunk.

Such a sad sentence, what a revealing heart, what a helpless expression. Yan, I didn't expect you to be such an affectionate man!

Except for Ai Yingsha's obsessive eyes, almost everyone held their breath.

Dark horse, a super dark horse in the music world!

All those who laughed closed their mouths, and all those who were optimistic about Zhao Yan began to applaud and began to cheer. With the applause one by one, the entire banquet hall actually broke out into unprecedented cheers.

Zhao Yan's voice is not as good as Gray Meng Sijia, the sound quality is not as good, and the singing skills are even worse, these people can hear it very clearly. But Zhao Yan's rich emotions, the expression of feelings from the heart, that action, that expression, that kind of eyes, but it makes you fascinated and hearty like a dream.

If Gray Meng Sijia is an excellent singing, then Zhao Yan is a successful singing.

Song is an art, a science, and an indispensable part of the expression of human emotions.

Gray Mengsijia paid a lot of attention to the first two points, so he succeeded.

But on this occasion, Zhao Yan grasped the more important third point, he was sincere, he was real, there was no pretentiousness, there was no cover-up. Everything is between his lyrics, chic and emotional, hearty, and hearty, all of which are expressed in a touching and heartfelt way.

Everyone's ears were conquered by Zhao Yan;

Everyone's minds were still echoing with Zhao Yan's sad songs.

Ai Yingsha's lips trembled, and she slowly approached Zhao Yan and said, "Yan, this song ...... What's the name of this song?"

Zhao Yan seemed to be still living in the story in the song, so that the atmosphere of the audience was still intoxicated with him, his expression was very melancholy, his voice was very light and light, and he glanced at Ai Yingsha tenderly, and said, "Forget the love water." ”