Give yourself a song.

The lights converge on the stage of "Cloud Song Club".

A large screen in the background, a five-character song title presented in an artistic font.

Zhang Xiyang, who was in the center of the venue, held the microphone in his hand and bowed his head under the gaze of thousands of spectators.

With the cooperation of the live band, the prelude of the song sounded, the piano notes advanced slowly and inherently with an inherent graininess, and in the colorful spotlight, the past seemed to emerge in front of Zhang Xiyang's eyes like flowing water.

"I think but I can't get ......"

Zhang Xiyang spoke, and his voice seemed to be a little deeper than the publicly released studio version, so much so that the second line of the lyrics was almost pronounced.

"What do you have to say?"

This act of suddenly losing the melody is handled without the slightest sense of abruptness, like a dialogue and exchange, as if asking yourself and the audience.

The next moment.

Zhang Xiyang seemed to ask and answer himself, and raised his voice slightly: "I can't give up, I just care about talking nonsense with the past......"

In the first two sentences, there are also people at the scene who encourage cheering.

By this sentence, the scene had fallen silent.

"When you find out that time is a thief, it has already stolen your choices, love is just a high fever, and longing is followed by a cough that can't be good......"

The audience suddenly went into a trance.

Many people don't notice the difference between this live and public version, not only the sentence breaks have become different, but the tone has also changed.

If the studio comes out with a refined version, the scene has a primitive feel, and the less the singer's singing skills are used, the stronger the emotion.

The eyes of the audience gradually changed.

Rather than saying that Zhang Xiyang is singing "Song for Myself", it is better to say that this is just an uncle telling a piece of his own past on stage, and he can't restrain himself when his love is strong.

In a trance.

The eyes of the older audience began to redden, and there was no wind and sand at the scene, but it fascinated the eyes of many people.

"It's unforgivable

But it can't be stopped

Hatred climbs over the wall at night

It's empty

But it was buzzing

Who put a cold gun in your heart? ”

The audience, who was already concerned with this song, sang softly along with Zhang Xiyang, and their eyes were a little wet in the song, perhaps because most of these people were old and felt very deeply.

Zhang Xiyang's words and sentences seemed to have really turned into a sudden cold gun, shattering the dusty memories and opening the doors of his heart.

"The vows of the old love are like a slap in the face

Every time you remember a sentence, you get a slap in the face

And then it didn't smell for years

I can't smell the woman's ......."

In the simple lyrics, in the slightly hoarse singing, the melody and Zhang Xiyang's voice are slightly staggered, but there is no disharmony, but it highlights a kind of helplessness, with a weeping whimper.

The keyboard in the back row exchanged glances with the drummer.

The band heard the singer's intentions, and also appreciated each other's intentions, and the melody had a slight subtle change, with some ingredients played on the spot, with Zhang Xiyang's vicissitudes of singing:

"The past is not as good as smoke......"

He pulled the microphone closer to his mouth almost to his mouth, as if he had forgotten that he was singing, but just spoke softly, and his voice laughed at himself and sighed:

"Yes, it's not a virtue to think about the old in love."

In the enlarged image of the singer on the rear screen, Zhang Xiyang shook his head gently, but his eyes were red.

The scene became quieter and quieter, and the eyes of the audience converged on the lights, although many people had heard this song before, but at this moment they had a completely different feeling.

In a split second of thought, everyone finally realized the difference in this version.

Zhang Xiyang's muttering is his own personal emotion, which is very different from the previously released studio version, the former is for the public, but the latter just opens his heart and confesses some experiences.

The distance between the singer and the listener suddenly became closer.

And in the shortened distance, there were some young audiences in the audience, and they also had a feeling of being hit at this moment, as if they suddenly understood the song-

It seems that people will always encounter such songs in their lives.

Obviously, I didn't think there was anything special when I first heard it, but when I tasted it again, my heart swayed until I fell deeper and deeper and couldn't extricate myself.

"It's a pity that love is not like singing

No matter how serious you are, you can't make it a style

I ask you who you have seen and missed

It doesn't matter if you're a repeat offender or have no previous convictions

The only thing I know is the one who has been together for a long time

I haven't seen a ...... for a long time."

Just like drinking a mild glass of wine, Du Kang pierced his throat lightly, and when he turned around, he was already drunk, and more and more audiences had strange expressions, until their eyes were red and burst into tears.

"Don't rush the years

I don't push what should come

It's time to pay it back

I'll give ...... what should be given."

Zhang Xiyang's voice was very long, and his body shook with it, obviously his shoulders shook slightly, but the next voice became shorter and more powerful, as if he walked out of a long period of confusion through the fog:

"Don't rush the years!

I don't chase if I go far!

I'm just trying to get to the bottom ......."

When the singer said the lyrics again in the form of reading and singing, these emotions have infected almost all the audience, those grievances, those confused, those incomprehensible, and gradually have a vague answer.

Just for a moment.

Zhang Xiyang's voice raised a few points again, and he sang almost word by word: "Her love has been buried in her heart for several years, and she still has residual power!" ”

Like the heart is like the nectar of a long time after death;

Like the sunshine all the way after the haze is swept away;

When the last word echoed, the long trilling sound finally shattered the hearts of everyone on the scene, and no one could remain indifferent at this moment.

The scene was shocked.

Zhang Xiyang's word by word, like the progressive layers of emotions, until finally broke everything, leaving an indomitable firmness:

"It's unforgivable, but unstoppable

Love goes over the wall at night

It's empty but buzzing

Who put a cold gun in your heart

The vows of old love are like a slap in the face

Every time you remember a sentence, you get a slap in the face

And then it didn't smell for years

I can't smell a woman

And then for several years I couldn't smell the woman's fragrance......"

The woman turned a thousand times, the cooperation of the band was almost at its peak, and there was no need for the singer and the musician to discuss in advance, and the sound of the keyboard suddenly became very heavy and heavy, and the bass in the same cut followed, almost performing a completely different version from the recording studio.

That's the charm of the scene!

Zhang Xiyang has never been a singer who follows the rules, and the band has never been willing to be a singer's echo worm, the fierce collision of art is often so caught off guard, the sound of the piano and several other electronic instruments is combined, the huge emotional impact is strong wave after wave, obviously it is still the same song, but it sounds completely different!

Knock knock!

The stage exploded in the dense drumbeat, all the voices converged and dispersed, the emotions were pushed to the peak, and then fell from the sky.

The singing was not over yet, but the accompaniment suddenly stopped, Zhang Xiyang looked up at the audience clearly, but his eyes were not focused, and no one knew who he was looking at.

"Yes

but not forthcoming

What do you have to say?

I think I can't get it......"

Zhang Xiyang exhaled lightly, the colorful lights reflected on his face, his eyes gradually became focused, but the emotions in his voice were no longer strong and deep, such as a sentence of relief after seeing through, so light and so heavy:

"In love, there is no wise man."

A tear slid down his cheek, he didn't wipe it, just subconsciously lowered his head to avoid it, but he didn't avoid the moment of the camera.

The accompaniment sounded again.

It is as low and slow as the prelude, but there is some more different flavor, which makes people taste the aftermath of the beam, but it is still unfinished.

There was silence for a few seconds.

Countless viewers in the audience had hazy tears in their eyes.

Under the cruising lights, some people subconsciously tried to wipe their hands, but the two wrists turned in mid-air in the sudden boiling sound, so hundreds of palms slapped together, gathering like a tide, and then the waves surged.

Backstage.

The agent also slapped his palms red and made a cry without specific meaning, but in his ears was the host's emotional complex emotion:

"God-level on-site ......"

This is indeed an indisputable god-level scene.

If the public version of "Song for Myself" is sung to all listeners, then this version is the real sense, Zhang Xiyang's song to himself, but when he sang it to himself, he inadvertently touched everyone, whether they liked or disliked this song before.

Night.

Even before the end of "Cloud Song Club", a video suddenly circulated wildly in countless chat groups inside and outside the industry.

Video title: Zhang Xiyang's god-level live !!

The content of the video is Zhang Xiyang's live version of "Song for Myself".