The light prelude of the guitar playing slowly sounded as Lin Feng's fingers plucked. The originally noisy venue instantly fell silent.
Although there were no more cheers, it did not mean that the audience's enthusiasm had decreased. Tens of thousands of people began to wave the light sticks in their hands rhythmically, and the huge venue suddenly became a brilliant night sky. It was very beautiful.
Lin Feng was completely focused on plucking the zither strings. His expression was calm and unperturbed, as though this kind of scene was extremely ordinary to him. This was the treatment he should have received.
His aura was full!
Many of the celebrities sitting in the guest seats looked at Lin Feng with interest. They wanted to take a good look at this newcomer who even Director Kong Sheng was concerned about.
Of course, there were also some who were not as magnanimous and were secretly unhappy.
Because Lin Feng had merely sat on the stage and had already become the focus of the audience. If those who didn't know saw this, they would probably think that it was Lin Feng's solo concert.
They were naturally unhappy that Lin Feng had stolen their limelight.
"You're just a newbie, yet you're so arrogant. I'd like to see what you can sing.”
"Your appearance is quite good. It's useless if you don't have real ability.”
Some of the celebrities who were unhappy with Lin Feng's influence were thinking this in their hearts.
At this moment, the prelude ended. Lin Fenghuan slowly raised his head and looked at the audience that was filled with light sticks. He sang the first word of the song.
At the same time, on the other side of the pitch-black stage, a circular beam of light lit up, illuminating a figure in a white ancient costume. It was Liu Yifei.
"The sound of prosperity escapes into the empty door and breaks the world
The dream is cold, and the love debt of a lifetime is a few books
If you acquiesce to life and death
Waiting for the growth rings again and again
How many floors of the Futu Tower have been broken, whose soul has been broken?
The pain goes straight to the mountain gate where a broken lamp falls
Let me wait for history to turn around
When the wine is mellow, I'll wait for you to play the guzheng…"
Following Lin Feng's gentle and melodious singing, Liu Yifei stood up and began to dance along with the song.
The song " Cold Fireworks " was an antique song to begin with. Liu Yifei was also a good classical dancer. The song and dance complemented each other, revealing a strong Chinese style. It was quite beautiful!
The silent audience immediately gasped.
"Oh my god! Who was that girl in white? It's so beautiful!"
"Are you stupid? Didn't the host say that it was Liu Yifei!”
"Liu Yifei? Why didn't he realize that she was so beautiful in the past?”
"Damn it, she's simply a fairy sister from the sky.”
"Lin Feng's new song is too good to listen to. It's the Chinese style that I like!”
"Yeah, a Chinese style song and a classical dance. It's a perfect match.”
"Oh my god, I'm getting goosebumps. This scene is too beautiful!”
"It seems that it's not unreasonable for the two of them to fall in love…"
“……”
Originally, the moment Lin Feng opened his mouth, everyone felt their bodies go numb. In addition to Liu Yifei's sudden dance, the scene became even more beautiful. For a moment, many people were stunned.
The rain is heavy, and the grass and trees are deep in the old hometown
"I heard that you are always alone
The mottled city gate is entrenched with old tree roots
The echo on the slate is waiting again
The rain is heavy, and the grass and trees are deep in the old hometown
I hear you're still guarding the lonely city
The sound of the flute in the suburbs falls on the Nomura
Fate has taken root because we…"
Lin Feng's voice captured everyone's hearts, including Yang Mi, who had just sat down. This was the first time she had heard Lin Feng sing live. Before he started singing, she was already looking forward to it.
When Lin Feng's guitar started playing, he had goosebumps all over his body. When Lin Feng started singing the lyrics, she couldn't help but tremble!
Her singing was too good!
And it was an ancient Chinese song! Wasn't this the song she wanted Lin Feng to write for her the most?!
Yang Mi's face was filled with shock. Her eyes were fixed on Lin Feng, and she couldn't shift them away no matter how hard she tried.
Zhao Youting, who was beside her, saw her expression. Seeing Yang Mi's dazed look, Zhao Youting knew that he was wrong, and wrong beyond belief.
Initially, he still had a trace of hope, but at this moment, his heart was like dead ashes. When Lin Feng sang the first line of the lyrics, he already knew that tonight belonged to Lin Feng. Yang Mi's heart had also been taken away.
Unlike Zhao Youting's disappointment and despair, there were also people who were excited, such as Liu Huan.
He had also come to the venue tonight, but he did not want to be too high-profile, so he did not tell the school. Instead, he got himself a ticket and entered as an audience member.
He looked at Lin Feng who was calmly playing the zither on the stage. His face under the cap was filled with shock and excitement.
"Too stable, this singing is too stable!”
Previously, Liu Huan felt that Lin Feng hadn't gone through any systematic learning and training, so his basic skills should be his weakness. This was also why he was worried that Lin Feng wouldn't be able to go far.
But tonight, Lin Feng's stable singing skills were actually so solid!
In other words, it was not basic skills, but talent. This guy was a phenomenal genius!
" No, I can't waste such a genius. I have to think of a way to teach him more basic knowledge…" Liu Huan muttered to himself.
"The rain is heavy, the rain is heavy, the grass and trees in the old hometown are deep
I hear, I hear you still guard the lonely city
The sound of the flute in the suburbs falls on the Nomura
Fate takes root, it's us
Temple Temple, listen to the rain and hope for eternity…"
As Lin Feng finished the last line of the song, Liu Yifei's last action also coincidentally ended.
There was a brief silence on and off the stage.
…………
(Fresh flowers.)
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