Chapter 393: Yiren is like a dream

When he walked on stage, the audience burst into cheers, and the audience shouted his name.

neatly and neatly, the momentum made him a little confused.

Didn't you break the record for the biggest score? I am the one who was broken, and I am not the one who broke the record, why is my popularity so high?

"Look, I'll just tell you to rest assured, it's normal for us to lose to Qin Lan." Zhu Lian also felt that his popularity had become higher, and he waved his hand to the audience very handsomely.

At that time, before he competed, he pretended to be a lot of force, and was ridiculed by everyone later.

However, Zhu Lian didn't feel unhappy at all, but he took the initiative to play with netizens, which also attracted the favor of many netizens.

"Then let's play well tonight!"

Hu Zheng smiled, Zhu Lian was right, there is no shame in losing to Qin Lan!

Hu Zheng's song this time is another big song that overwhelms the audience.

Zhu Lian's singing skills, although he is not the top among the singers, can also reach the middle echelon, and he is very good at typhoons, interacting with the audience in various ways, and directly singing the audience.

Hu was the last popular producer to return to the show, when he finished performing.

The scene gradually quieted down, everyone knew that the appetizers had been served, and next, it was what everyone was looking forward to the most, the championship battle!

"Please ace Shen Zhiping!"

When the host read Shen Zhiping's name.

Wow!

The applause of the audience rang out like thunder, even if Bai Yun's identity is put aside, Shen Zhiping's performance in the interstellar competition is still remarkable.

Not only is he very old-fashioned, but he also released a few other types of songs during the regional competition.

Although his results were not as good as Qin Lan's, he also showed his all-round strength, coupled with Bai Yun's identity.

His supporters are even more loyal old fans.

At least from the current point of view, the applause and cheers of the audience at the scene are very loud.

"Hello everyone, I'm Shen Zhiping, and I'm also Baiyun."

Shen Zhiping walked onto the stage, his face full of confidence.

He originally wanted to win the championship and expose his identity as Baiyun again, but he was exposed in advance by his master Mo Lao, since this is the case, he didn't hide it, and simply admitted it generously.

If you can't pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, then let this identity play more value.

"Baiyun is awesome!"

"Come on, kill Qin Lan and become famous!"

"Baiyun, old fans have been supporting you!"

"There can only be one god in the ancient wind circle, and that is you, Baiyun!!"

Today, there are many fans of Baiyun who specially bought tickets to come to the scene.

After all, the name Baiyun is too meaningful for the ancient wind circle.

It was he who brought the entire ancient style circle from the niche to the public.

For a group of people who have been in the circle early, there are a lot of good feelings.

He has the strength, and he has made such a great contribution to the ancient wind circle, and it is normal to have loyal supporters.

Shen Zhiping heard the cheering sound below, and his heart couldn't help but warm, it turned out that in addition to those defective fans, there were so many fans cheering for him.

That's enough.

Today.

I, Shen Zhiping, will not disappoint these fans who support me!!

"Next, leave it to me!"

He held the microphone and spoke confidently and sincerely.

As his words fell, the host withdrew from the side of the stage.

Then, the curtain rises, and the stage lights gradually dim.

The props teacher skillfully pushed the scene materials and began to arrange the stage scene.

A minute later, the curtain on the stage was pulled back open, and the stage scene was set up, including some rockeries and pavilions.

It looks like a garden style.

The prelude sounded, and the melodious sound of the guqin carried a faint sadness.

"Flying Flowers Like a Dream"

Singing: Bai Yun

Word: White clouds

Song: White clouds

After all, his identity has been exposed, and this time Shen Zhiping used the stage name of Bai Yun.

Offstage, the originally quiet audience burst into a commotion.

"The lyrics, songs and singing are all white clouds, and these three lines of text are picturesque!"

"Haha, indeed, I seem to have found the joy of listening to Baiyun songs a few years ago, singing so well and writing songs and powerful."

"I still remember that Bai Yun joked that he would not let the singer earn a star coin in his hands."

"The sense of memory is directly full, Baiyun is our youth!"

The audience's buzz didn't last long.

On the stage, the snow fell, and a woman in a snow-white costume walked on the covered bridge, she sighed and stopped to look into the distance, looking in the direction of Shen Zhiping.

This ancient song also has a backstory!

"The wind and snow are like fog and flowers, and the snow falls, as if it had promised gray hair."

"In the end, the empty years were paid to her, how much was difficult to give up, and turned into quicksand at the fingertips"

Shen Zhiping's timbre has a kind of youthfulness, which is his personal characteristic.

Although this song is a sad song, it is exceptionally harmonious after adding youthfulness.

It's like a teenager reminiscing.

"There are only a few strokes in this story, but only one of them is outlined"

"A pot of wine, a dream, a concern"

Shen Zhiping looked at the girl in the distance and sang softly.

Miss.

Regret.

Helpless.

All the emotions accumulated together, and then the accompaniment suddenly sounded with a long sound.

Many people at the scene were aroused by this bleak noise, which aroused a layer of goosebumps!

The girl who looked at her seemed to see Shen Zhiping, her eyes were full of affection, but her silver teeth were clenched, and she couldn't help but look aside.

Xiao Sheng fell, and the song also entered the climax of the chorus!

"This deep winter is neither fog nor flowers, and the pen is under the lamp."

"The original acacia is here and now, and the love is placed on the leaves"

"Yiren is like a dream, a dream, waking up, it's hard to find her."

At this time, Shen Zhiping's youthfulness disappeared, and there was a feeling of old age in his voice, as if he had traveled through time.

From youth to old age, I wrote a letter in my heart for the woman who had loved her whole life but could not be together.

That deep sense of powerlessness made the audience cry, and they couldn't love it, but it was unfortunate in the world.

And Shen Zhiping's performance this time can be described as very amazing.

No wonder he has always been so confident.

It turned out that he had prepared such a king bomb song.

The second time, Shen Zhiping continued to sing with that old feeling.

The emotional rendering is in place, and the audience is brought into this poignant love story and can't help themselves.

That's the fun of the scene.

Watching a concert and listening to music on TV at home are two different concepts entirely.

The feeling of empathy that everyone empathizes with can only be felt in the spot.

The end of a song.

The girl on the stage had her hair dyed white by snowflakes.

She sighed softly and walked slowly under the bridge.

Shen Zhiping already had tears in his eyes.

He looked at the girl in the distance, pursed his lips, and slowly stretched out his hand, the feeling of wanting to scream and being afraid to scream, acted very expressively.