Han Boqi said lightly, but the audience at the scene and in front of the screen exploded.

"Did the judges go down in person?"

"Teacher Han Boqi also has itchy hands, it's amazing!"

"These are three works at the bottom of the box, I'm looking forward to it!"

"Hahaha, what Teacher Han Boqi said is light, but there is a word father who dares to play?"

"I can't say that, isn't there still more than 200 works by Wang Xie that have not yet appeared."

"Damn, if you say that, then Old Man Han Boqi is coming for Wang Xie?"

"Maybe ha~"

"In other words, this is going to really decide the first word father?"

"No!!"

"It's really possible!"

“……”

The musicians didn't guess as much as the audience, but they all set their eyes on Wang Xie in unison.

"Brother Han, this is?"

"Are you going to help Wang Xie get on the horse?"

"Hey, Old Monster Han can really do this kind of thing!"

"But Han Lao also said that he will come up with three works that press the bottom of the box, and whether he can get the reputation depends on Wang Xie's response."

"Actually, to be honest, Wang Xie really has this kind of strength, but he is too young."

"Yes, young and terrible!"

“……”

Han Boqi also looked at Wang Xie seriously at this time, and the meaning in his eyes was self-evident.

Wang Xie understood the old brother's eyes, so he also sat up straight silently, and nodded lightly after a long time.

At this moment, both of them reached a tacit understanding.

Seeing Wang Xie nodding, Han Boqi looked at the host in the center of the stage again: "Then don't delay everyone's time, let's start!" ”

The host also nodded, and after playing a temporary game, he silently withdrew.

Of course, Han Boqi came prepared, so after the host just left, a beautiful figure slowly walked onto the stage.

And when the audience saw the singer's face clearly, they couldn't help but gasp.

"Hey, what is this?"

"Tan Ying!!"

"Who is Tan Ying?"

"Tan Ying, one of the top divas twelve years ago, proficient in ethnic, popular, and bel canto, was once on par with Lu Yi, if she hadn't suddenly quit the music scene, who would be the top of the divas!"

"Insert, Tan Ying is going to get married, and after getting married, she will go directly to the Royal Academy of Music to be a teacher, but she hasn't come forward much in the past few years."

"Not only has her singing skills not been left behind, but she may even be even more perfect!"

"it!"

“……”

At the same time, Wang Fu also told Wang Xie this information, Wang Xie just nodded slightly, and then looked at the stage seriously.

After Tan Ying came on stage, she first waved her hand to the audience generously, and then nodded to the staff.

The prelude sounded.

The melodious wooden flute, the light guqin, and the short prelude of more than ten seconds spread out the quiet and vast atmosphere in the classical landscape painting.

It was in this picturesque artistic conception that Tan Ying spoke softly.

Han Boqi's song is called "Qingshan Weiji", which is a work about tea culture, and the whole song exudes a unique oriental charm from the beginning.

Wang Xie immediately grasped the point of this song, which is a Chinese-style work, or an improved version of the Chinese-style work with Han Boqi's personal imprint.

"The sound of the fishing song is slow, intoxicated with the green hills, and the smoke curls up ......"

Tan Ying's soft and ethereal singing voice sounded leisurely, showing the magnificent and inclusive side of Dahua's traditional culture to the audience, rich and pleasant.

The whole song does not have complex and grand musical orchestration effects, nor does it have too many emotional ups and downs, but it is full of the collision of traditional cultural characteristics and popular elements, and you can hear a trace of mountain songs if you listen carefully.

As long as the audience closes their eyes, it is as if they see a natural and clumsy tea table, with the white-clothed inkman gently shaking the folding fan in his hand, looking at the world's landscapes and fireworks scenes, and writing several poems between low chanting and singing.

Unconsciously, Wang Xie also silently closed his eyes, slowly feeling the comfort brought to him by this song.

The whole song lasted more than 4 minutes, and when Tan Ying's voice gradually disappeared, Wang Xie was still a little unsatisfied.

The audience doesn't seem to be willing to break this mood.

It wasn't until a few seconds later that bursts of applause finally rang out slowly.

"Papapa~"

Wang Ziwei and the others also looked at Han Boqi with complicated expressions, but fortunately they did not participate.

Although this song may still be a little far from "Blue and White Porcelain", thinking that this is the work of Han Boqi in the first two years, you can know how terrifying Han Boqi is.

Next.

There was no scoring, no voting, and no time left for the audience to communicate, the host didn't even go on stage, and another female singer came up on the stage.

But this time everyone knows each other, but the audience is even more shocked.

"I'm Gan, Gong Qin?"

"Isn't it true that royal-level singers don't participate in this kind of competition?"

"Teacher Han Boqi said that it was just for fun, so naturally there is no need to abide by this kind of regulation!"

"No, you can also call a royal singer if you play?"

"This..."

“……”

Wang Fu also cried out in surprise: "The teacher is also here, why didn't she tell me?" ”

In everyone's shock, Gong Qin also started his own performance.

The work written by Han Boqi to Gong Qin is called "Mountains and Seas".

It is based on a certain mythical beast in the ancient mythology of the earth star as the theme, and the opening chapter is the sound of the phoenix and the dragon roaring endlessly.

And after Gong Qin spoke, the whole scene was boiling.

"Damn, cow batch!"

"This opening is a soprano, how can she sing so slowly, can other people still live?"

"Wait, this is a human voice?"

"The real 'Kunshan Jade Broken Phoenix'!"

"It's really a voice that came out of the myth, kneel!"

"From the first word she sang, I felt outrageous~"

"My Heavenly Spirit Cover is gone!"

"It's awesome. There is no sense of oppression at all, pure breath~"

“……”

This song "Mountains and Seas" is more than three minutes long, but even if you add the word 'ah' sung, it is only 68 words, which is enough to prove how amazing this song is!

As Gong Qin bowed off the stage, the audience also applauded wildly.

But they were actually stunned by Gong Qin, because this work called "Mountains and Seas" sounded a little weird to them, but after listening to it, it lingered in the forest.

In short, an extremely contradictory feeling.

Only the musicians looked at each other.

"Teacher Han Boqi is really open!"

"It's worthy of being a work at the bottom of the box, this is art!"

"Serve, who can take this!"

"Is Old Monster Han showing off?"

“……”

Wang Xie also kept applauding and admiring, and a similar work came to his mind, which was called "Phoenix Emperor".

After Gong Qin stepped down, the audience continued to look at the stage, looking forward to the next singer coming on stage.

And when the singer came on stage, the audience's eyes showed that it was really like this.

That's right, the one who came up is still an old acquaintance, an old acquaintance who can't appear on this kind of stage.

The same royal singer, Li Yulou.

And the work written by Han Boqi to Li Yulou is called "Longevity Without Borders".

When Li Yulou spoke, the audience also understood the meaning of this song, which is a hymn to Dahua, which not only has the beauty of Dahua's mountains and rivers, but also contains deep affection and awe for this land.

Especially after Li Yulou's drama spoke, the audience couldn't help but feel all over their bodies.

This is a pure, playful classic pop work.

And after Li Yulou also bowed off the stage, Han Boqi picked up the microphone and spoke: "My work has been performed, if you have friends who want to learn from each other, please go directly to the stage." ”

Han Boqi put down the microphone after finishing speaking, but his eyes kept looking at Wang Xie.

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