Lin Yanjun's face turned slightly pale at this time.

Although he is arrogant and domineering, he still has basic musical literacy.

This song is a good song.

It's just that.

If you study it carefully, this song is not exactly a folk song, but still has some rock meaning.

Thinking of this, Lin Yanjun felt a little relieved.

My own song is definitely the best song in it.

As for Qin Yi.

Lin Yanjun thought of him and frowned dishappily.

Until now, I feel that Qin Yi's creative ability must be packaged by the company.

In order to set up a character for him to create a ghost, he spent a lot of money to invite people to make lyrics and songs.

A handsome fancy person like Qin Yi can have such a strong creative ability.

Anyway, when it comes to the edge of the sky, I don't believe it.

"It's amazing~~ Brother Jun."

Xiaobai paused and jumped up excitedly.

Even Mao Yi, who didn't speak much, applauded warmly.

"It's really good, and the lyrics are even better."

The praise of the two made Teacher Zheng Jun laugh out loud.

"I'm playing a marginal game, it's not a complete ballad."

Teacher Zheng Jun consciously said that his song did not fully meet the requirements.

Netizens listened to four songs in a row.

At first, they were screaming.

said that Lin Yanjun is indeed talented, and the songs he writes are really good.

Xiaobai's fans began to scream again, and his own Xiaobai's songs are also very good.

It's just relatively new, and many people can't accept it.

Mao Yi's fans also began to exert their strength.

"Our family Mao Yi is always light-hearted, and he doesn't fight or grab."

"Singing is absolutely a must, this kind of comfortable feeling to the extreme, only my family Mao Yi can do it."

Until Teacher Zheng Jun's singing sounded.

Fans are screaming again.

"Teacher Zheng Jun deserves to be a veteran, this song doesn't say anything, it's awesome!"

"Teacher Zheng Jun is an eternal veteran, and no matter how you listen to this song, it feels full of rock flavor."

"I don't care what kind of folk song is not a folk song, as long as it's a good song, it's a good song."

The discussion on the Internet is constantly brushing the barrage.

The barrage speed of the entire screen is called a fast.

in the living room.

Lin Yanjun's face became a little more serious.

He had nothing to say.

Originally, I wanted to use this excuse to talk about things.

Who would have thought that Zheng Jun, the old fritter, would directly say it himself.

It's a pleasure to see everyone.

"Brother Yi, I'm just sending you, sing it~~"

Xiaobai listened to Teacher Zheng Jun's song and began to cue Qin Yi.

Qin Yi smiled and stood up generously.

"It's ugly, let's just listen to what it means."

Qin Yi's voice sounded very modest.

Netizens have started to place bets.

"Qin Yi doesn't know how this song is?"

"If you lose, you have to serve everyone~~ I'm looking forward to it."

"So far, Teacher Zheng Jun is the first, Lin Yanjun is the second, and I don't accept rebuttals!"

It seems that the feedback on the Internet, everyone's expectations for Qin Yi are not very high.

The main thing is that these two songs by Lin Yanjun and Zheng Jun are too good.

Qin Yi was not affected at all.

He stood up and picked up the guitar prepared by the program team next to him.

"When you're old, give it to everyone."

After reporting the name of the song, Qin Yi sat down quietly.

He raised his hand and fiddled with his guitar.

The performance of the new song began.

"When I hear the name, I look forward to it~~"

"Why do you feel full of comfort when you hear the title of Qin Yi's song."

"I'm looking forward to it all of a sudden, don't send barrages, I want to listen to the song seriously!!"

As soon as netizens heard the title of Qin Yibao's song, it caused fans to scream again.

Qin Yi closed his eyes slightly.

: When you're old, your hair is gray

Drowsiness

When you're old, you can't walk anymore

Take a nap by the fire and reminisce about your youth

How many people have loved your youthful and joyful hours

Admire your beauty either falsely or sincerely.

Holding a guitar, Qin Yi played a silent and quiet dreamy feeling.

His voice wasn't deliberately lowered.

But let everyone hear the kind of patience and comfort that comes from the story.

It was as if that kind of picture had already appeared in my mind.

I suddenly thought of my mother's dim light under the window.

In the dimly lit room, my mother was helping to sew clothes with needles and threads.

Younger children can also imagine the warmth of their own home.

Mom was busy in the kitchen, and Dad was playing beside him, and the two were talking and laughing.

Everyone was immersed in this atmosphere and did not come back to their senses.

Qin Yi's singing continued to flow away.

: How many people have loved your youthful and happy hours

Admire your beauty either falsely or sincerely

There is only one person who still loves your pious soul

Love the wrinkles on your old face.

The warmth in the song is so beautiful and durable, it touches everyone's hearts.

It's like listening to a poetry recitation, and the slowly moving picture feels too real.

It was as if it was really unfolding in front of everyone's eyes.

"Ahh

"I'm going to cry, tears have flowed out.... The lyrics are so graphic. ”

"Qin Yi really didn't disappoint me, it's so good, I want a single loop for a hundred days!!"

The picture in the live broadcast room was blank for more than ten seconds.

Finally ushered in everyone's madness.

Many people said they cried.

I haven't felt for a long time, this warm feeling, let me keep breaking the defense.

in the living room.

After the initial surprise, the photographer has already reacted.

They started the picture with the rest of the four.

Saw.

Mao Yi and Xiaobai's hands were already tightly clasped together.

The two looked at Qin Yi with tears in their eyes, and they listened to it as if they were fascinated.

Even Teacher Zheng Jun, who has been on the battlefield for a long time, has red eyes and a nostalgic smile on his face.

Only Lin Yanjun listened to the song for a long time.

His face slowly grew whiter.

How could Qin Yi?

How could you write such a good song?

No, it must have been a fluke.

The back must be pulled crotch.

Lin Yanjun held such a mentality, and his hands were clenched tightly.

Qin Yi himself was also immersed in the artistic conception created by the song,

His voice continued to ring, with intense emotion.

: When I'm old, my eyebrows are drooping

The lights are dim

The wind blows your message

This is the song in my heart

When I'm old, I wish I had

This song is sung to you.

In the final liberation, Qin Yi's singing artistic conception became lower and lower.

The last sentence could even be called a whisper.

But.

That's the end.

It also adds to the artistic conception and atmosphere of the whole song.

In the soft chanting, he talked about the youth and old age that traveled through time.

This feeling of powerlessness is something that everyone can empathize with.

Everyone's eyes were full of tears, staring at the guitar in Qin Yi's hand.

Silent.

The whole living room fell into silence.