The band finished, flipped through the sheet music in front of them, and then started a new performance in a matter of seconds.

In just a few seconds, a Naluo rises and a Naluo falls, the two shadows are intertwined, and a new song is about to start soon.

The audience looked at the familiar figures on the stage, and then looked at the unfamiliar song titles of the stars in the sky.

Now they get it.

Good guys, from this chapter, the singers who came out are bigger than the other, and almost everyone has two new songs.

Wang Xie's concert is even more luxurious than the battle of the Spring Festival Gala, after all, it is impossible for the Spring Festival Gala to invite people in the order of the list of kings and queens.

But Wang Xie did it.

This thought only flashed slightly, and the audience joined in the cheers, and then the cheers slowly became neat.

"Tu Shushu!"

"Tu Shushu!"

"Tu Shushu!"

「……」

The same invincibility of the prelude, the same classical gentleness, this song is like Tu Shushu himself.

So the audience gradually quieted down to appreciate, and Tu Shushu also raised the microphone with the accompaniment.

"If I hadn't met you, where would I be, how my life was, and whether my life should be cherished..."

Tu Shushu sang very gently, and the audience was gently swaying with the rhythm of the song.

The musicians are all lying flat, and there is no need to discuss the lyrics and songs, so let's enjoy them with the audience.

Even Liu Qin'er was holding her chin in appreciation.

In fact, she had already booked this song, but Sister Shu Shu circled the song without knowing it at the time, so Liu Qin'er didn't say anything more.

She sings or Sister Shu Shu sings the same, but Sister Shu Shu sings much softer than her, and she is worthy of being a top diva with the title of "vanilla beauty".

Soon, Tu Shushu sang the chorus.

"Let time pass in a hurry, I only care about you, and I am willing to infect your breath~"

Although he was not in the same area, Wang Xie and Liu Qin'er were in the same posture and holding their chins in appreciation, and his eyes were full of memories and satisfaction.

Miss Deng's golden song, what else is there to comment on, this is a work that has killed several eras.

The makeup artist next to Wang Xie was also attracted by Tu Shushu's gentle and elegant voice, and it wasn't until Wang Xie reminded her that she realized that she seemed to have made a mistake.

Although Wang Xie's makeup doesn't need to be delicate and troublesome, the lump of plateau red on his face is completely unnecessary.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

The makeup artist apologized and helped Wang Xie wipe it, but she couldn't help but ask Wang Xie, "What do you think of Sister Shu Shu's singing?" Did you meet your requirements?"

Regarding the question of the makeup artist's sister, Wang Xie smiled slightly, and then popped out two words: "Perfect!"

On the stage, Tu Shushu's voice became softer and softer.

"So I beg you, don't let me leave you, I can't feel a trace of affection except for you~"

The atmosphere of the whole scene also became gentle.

In the box of the Liu family.

My grandmother, who had always maintained an expression of understanding, suddenly spoke, "This song is very good."

"What?"

Xinyuemei subconsciously asked, and then reacted.

So she hurriedly smiled and said, "It's the first time Mom said that she likes a song, and your grandson-in-law will definitely be very happy if he knows your evaluation."

Grandma also showed a big smile, as if the wrinkles on her face were smiling: "Actually, other songs are good, just look at the reactions of these children, but I don't understand it."

Xinyuemei became more and more happy: "It's okay, if you like it, go back and let Qin'er sing it for you alone, and she will too."

Grandma was abrupt at this time

Ran shook his head: "That's no, she's so busy, but if she really has time, let's have a baby quickly."

Crescent Moon nodded and smiled, "Well, I'll rush her."

……

The song is a gentle beginning and a gentle end, Tu Shushu doesn't seem to be using much force or showing off his skills, but it is this gentleness that crushes the hearts of many audiences with dull senses.

Therefore, as Tu Shushu put down the microphone, the neat shouts sounded again.

"Tu Shushu!"

"Tu Shushu!"

"Tu Shushu!"

「……」

Tu Shushu smiled and continued to thank her, and then when the audience's voices became quieter, she spoke again: "The second song, "Woman Flower"."

Wang Xie knew what Tu Shushu was going to sing in his second work, but he still looked at the stage expectantly.

"Woman Flower", Aunt Mei's masterpiece, there is no one.

On the earth, or in the Hong Kong music scene at that time, most singers who have achieved the level of kings and queens, at the age of 40 or so, when they are about to win the Golden Needle Award, should or always need to sing a song "Dinghai Shenzhen" that looks back on their lives.

This kind of song is generally slow in rhythm, but dance music is not good, the lyrics are simple but the spelling and sentences are not good, and theoretically this song should be closed and go home after singing, or at least it is announced that it will not win the award again.

For my brother, this song should be "When the Wind Rises Again".

For Aunt Mei, this song is "Woman Flower".

This "Woman Flower" is more sad, but Aunt Mei is not a sad woman, so she naturally rarely sings this song, she actually prefers "Sunset Song".

said far away, back to this "Woman Flower".

Aunt Mei's voice is low and magnetic, which is completely different from Tu Shushu's style, Tu Shushu has more of Miss Deng's style.

So Wang Xie is naturally looking forward to Tu Shushu's version of "Woman Flower".

In the expectation of Wang Xie and the audience, Tu Shushu's signature microphone holding action appeared, she gently swayed her body with the accompaniment, and then gently opened her voice.

"I have a flower, planted in my heart, budding to be released, morning and twilight."

"Shhh

The moment Wang Xie heard Tu Shushu speak, he gasped.

This is a new version of the ship that he has never heard of.

It's not that he hasn't heard the AI Miss Deng version, and he doesn't know how the audience feels at the moment, he only knows that when Tu Shushu opened his mouth, he felt a unique temperament from this different gentleness.

This temperament is completely different from Aunt Mei's sadness, which comes from Cheng ***'s examination of herself and her feelings about life.

Just like Tu Shushu himself, elegant, gentle and lovely.

Soon, the song came to the chorus.

"Woman flowers, swaying in the red dust; Woman flowers, gently swaying with the wind..."

In the clear, unique, and gentle biting of the words, Wang Xie finally gave up thinking, some songs have to be sung by someone, and others don't have that kind of flavor when they sing.

All he had to do now was quietly admire.

And although the word fathers in the special box for word fathers have been lying flat, they still have a problem.

Wang Xie, how did he write such a song that has nothing to do with his experience!

Is it really just imagination?

Don't joke, let alone be imaginative, even their group of old men who have gone through vicissitudes can't write such a big and loud work.

What makes them even more puzzling is that this retro style with classical charm and before the establishment of the cultural wall seems to have been abandoned long ago.

But Wang Xie did just that, and even expounded Tu Shushu's temperament and style to 120 points.

As the father of words, they are poor in words.