In the musicians' pool on one side, the musicians specially invited by the program team waved drumsticks, and the big drums beat and urged.

The mournful sound of the flute rose and echoed in the heights.

The string orchestra is neatly pulled, creating a thick and expansive sense of history.

Its thickness and appeal soared.

A hundred battles of yellow sand wear gold armor!

If the letter is here, I will definitely sigh again.

Not again!

Little songs, big songs!

In fact, the song "Youth Xing" itself is not very high, after all, it was written casually by Gu Xiaobai for a few minutes.

Moreover, it is still the simplest and most streamlined way of writing songs.

Whether it's a melody or a chord, it's all very ordinary.

But this time with the best musicians, Gu Xiaobai, with the help of the musicians, directly changed the arrangement, using many chords that are not commonly used, and immediately looked tall.

And the addition of strings makes the momentum go up a few notches directly.

Passionate and heroic!

With Gu Xiaobai's singing, where is this "Youth Xing", this is simply "Proud and Laughing Ten Thousand Waves".

But the question is...... Even if it is Fu Han, he can't do this kind of "small song big singing" in every song.

This really needs to be perceived and accumulated.

It is impossible for people who have not felt the weight of that history and have never returned to that era to experience this kind of feeling.

At this moment, Fu Han was busy recording "The King of Singers", and when he saw the show playing, his thighs were swollen with regret.

How could I not be on the spot!

Gu Xiaobai's deep singing voice shocked the audience, and the audience was dizzying and dizzying, this is a too full performance, with too much emotion and heaviness.

Gu Xiaobai sang the last sentence of the main song again.

"Idle Cliff ......"

With the opening of the last cliff word, Gu Xiaobai's voice suddenly thickened and increased, and the explosive bass roared, and then soared up!"

"Ahh

From low-frequency roar, to high-frequency roar, all the way to C5!

Gu Xiaobai's body trembled, the long feather behind him moved without wind, and his voice was torn, like a roar, a cry of sorrow, and a long cry on the battlefield.

At this moment, it is the general of the battle, and there is too much affection.

Decades have passed, and things are not people.

How much unwillingness, how much resentment, how much memory.

But it's too late to be pretentious, because the enemy is right in front of you!

The audience was stunned.

I went, it turns out that the big tree doesn't just roar at low frequencies!

His high voice is also so good, so good!

Interlude, half a string orchestra, large, medium and small violins danced neatly, and the aura instantly became countless times grander.

It was like two armies facing each other, swords and soldiers meeting each other, bending bows and firing volleys in an instant, and arrows raining down.

Gu Xiaobai rode on a horse, controlled the horse and galloped, and suddenly threw the microphone in his hand into the sky, and then held the longbow in his hand.

The sound engineer is screaming in the background!

I saw Gu Xiaobai flick his right hand, hooked his bow on the ground, and the crown of the big tree on the ground was provoked by him with a bow.

Then he raised his hand.

"Dodo" three times, three arrows, like lightning, shot out of the crown, shot to a height of more than ten meters, and hung it on the stage lamp.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!"

The crowd in the audience went crazy.

This time, Gu Xiaobai was on stage, but he actually performed more than he sang.

Because the song "Youth Xing" is actually a little congenital, the rhetoric is piled up, and the logic is slightly chaotic.

Gu Xiaobai just sang this song on stage, and with his crushing singing skills, of course he could win.

But he doesn't just want to win.

He wants the perfect show!

This was his last performance on this stage.

Moreover, even the night came!

How can you let people come to the night in vain!

That's why there is this amazing performance.

The arrow flew up, Gu Xiaobai turned over, jumped off the horse, reached out to catch the microphone that was about to land, and put it in front of him.

He led the night and stood quietly in the center of the stage, staring ahead.

He pronounced the next chorus almost exactly.

With that hoarse, deep voice, the melody was weakened to the extreme.

But that kind of appeal is not missing at all.

It's like a teenager, he will one day be old.

finally triumphed, but he couldn't even sing.

"Xinfeng wine bucket ten thousand

Tie the horse high-rise weeping willow edge

Offset white feathers sit in a golden saddle

Watch his kings and ministers feast at the end......"

The young man who used to be a ranger, when he saw his monarchs and ministers feasting, he couldn't be happy anyway.

He thought of the bygone years, the dead comrades, and the old white horse.

When he read this, Gu Xiaobai pulled Zhaoye in front of him and pushed Zhaoye's head.

Shine at night and rub with him affectionately.

Then he gently snapped the neck of the night and pointed to the back of the stage.

The world is stable, the armor is returned to the field, the swords and guns are put into storage, and the horses are returned to the mountains.

It's time to part, old man.

One step at a time, I turned back three times in the night, and I was reluctant to give up.

Gu Xiaobai slapped it on the ass again, and then it raised its front hooves and ran out.

"Herod—" A horse neighed.

The lights are staggered, and the night has disappeared.

Gu Xiaobai read out the last two sentences melancholy:

"The meeting spirit is the king's drink

How many years has the Xianyang Ranger ......"

The last word "year" is lingering and lingering for a long time.

is like two comrades-in-arms who have returned from a hundred battles, a pot of turbid wine, drinking under the moon.

Reminiscing about the old days when the rangers were young.

At this time, the ranger boy of the year was already gray-haired and drooping old.

The home is deserted and there is nothing.

The family is broken, but the country is safe.

What more could you ask for?

Gu Xiaobai's right hand was raised high, and the microphone was also raised high.

This is Gu Xiaobai's signature move.

But ask for a cup of turbid wine and sacrifice my thousands of souls.

The moment the night disappeared, the arrow shot by Gu Xiaobai also disappeared, and the crown of the big tree hanging on the lampstand fell.

"Bang" sounded and landed in front of Gu Xiaobai.

Gu Xiaobai knelt down, picked up the crown, and put it back on his head in a dignified manner.

Then pick up the birds scattered all over the ground one by one.

The young ranger is gone, and at this time, he is a big tree that wants to sprout.

Collect all your emotions and start living again.

Offstage, there was silence.

Under the camera, there was a burst of tears.

When Gu Xiaobai returned to the center of the stage, Zhu Yun touched his face and hurriedly bowed his head.

"I was sung and cried......"

"Oops, I hate it, the makeup is all ......" Another female judge also quickly wiped her tears to prevent too many tears from flowing.

""Youth Xing" can actually make people cry...... Mr. Taiki is amazing. ”

"In the last paragraph, the feelings are so deep, I feel that the whole thing is sublimated. ”

"I can't believe it's "Boys' Walk". ”

Many of the people present are actually professional musicians.

Their opinion of the song "Youth Xing" is probably similar to Fenghe.

In fact, when he knew that Gu Xiaobai was going to sing "Youth Xing", he sweated.

They also thought that Gu Xiaobai was going to show off his amazing falsetto control skills, just to show off his skills.

Who would have thought that Gu Xiaobai not only showed off his skills, but also showed off his feelings.

Brought everyone in.

Gu Xiaobai stood on the stage, his chest also rising and falling.

If you want to impress others, you must first impress yourself.

Even Gu Xiaobai never thought that a song written in 5 minutes could move him.

In this world, there are no garbage songs, only garbage singers......

Any song can move people as long as it is carefully arranged and sung seriously.

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