"Director, do you have a guitar?" After Huo Xi finished his jaw-dropping speech, he looked at the director's team.
Everyone thought that Huo Xi would be quite nervous at this time and even follow He Jiong's words to explain that he wasn't a plagiarist.
However, Huo Xi did not care about this at all and directly said that he wanted to present a song.
Brother, are you that big-hearted?
He was stepping on your sore spot. Can you give him some reaction?
In a trance, under Wang Zhenyu's signal, the staff handed a guitar to Huo Xi.
After getting the guitar, Horsey's expression began to change, as if a new soul had appeared in his body.
Huo Xi, who was holding the guitar, seemed to have fused with the guitar.
Then, Horsey began to tune the guitar. His skillful technique was pleasing to the eye. In just a few breaths, Horsey had skillfully adjusted the guitar in his hand, allowing it to be used as he pleased.
It had to be said that Huo Xi was originally quite handsome. At this moment, he was simply mesmerizing.
" The name of the song I composed is called " The Fragrance of Paddy ". Huo Xi's voice sounded a little low at this moment, and it actually made everyone involuntarily focus.
As his fingers moved, the smooth and natural way of playing began to play the prelude to the fragrance of rice.
Music was magical.
When the prelude appeared, the bullet comments in the live broadcast room decreased by a lot in an instant. Everyone was attracted by the sound of the prelude.
Horsey's voice also began to spread.
"If only for this world."
"You have too many complaints."
"If you fall, you don't dare to continue walking."
" Why do people have to be so weak and degenerate?"
“……”
" I still remember you saying that home is the only castle."
" Continue to run with the river of fragrant rice."
"I know about Xiaoxiao's childhood dreams ~"
This song was composed by Heavenly King Zhou in his previous life. Huo Xi used to like this song the most, so he took it out at this time to embarrass himself.
With Heavenly King Zhou's signature singing style, Huo Xi could not completely imitate it.
But he didn't need to imitate.
In the past five years, the bitterness and pain he had experienced were gathered into lyrics that came out of his mouth.
Huo Xi's voice was low and magnetic, but it was hoarse and stubborn.
He was using his own life to interpret the lyrics of this song.
During the singing, everyone was immersed in the world of the lyrics and Huo Xi's emotions.
In the depths of the dusk was my home, covered by the twilight. The scarecrow smiled at me. The autumn wind was intermittent, stirring up layers of ripples in the rice fields and blowing me away aimlessly.
Dusk followed the twilight, and the night sky was dotted with the colors of fireflies. A few cicadas stole people's sleepiness. Suddenly, the paper plane of childhood flew back with the dragonflies chasing after it, bringing with it their warm arms and wide embrace. I was finally held again." Let's go, we're going home!”
The song ended.
When the lingering sound of the guitar finally dissipated completely, many people in the venue had already closed their eyes and felt the images that appeared in their minds. Warm tears fell from the corners of their eyes.
Not only that, but the audience in front of the live broadcast was also silent.
They were moved by the song, and they were silent because of the emotions in the song.
Such composition, lyrics, and artistic conception were simply perfect!
Coupled with Huo Xi's voice, there was a new stubbornness and strength in his low and disappointed voice. They were a match made in heaven!
After a long sigh, someone posted the first comment.
"It's really too good! Perfect!"
Yes, only the word 'perfect' could be used to describe it.
Even in this simple environment, there was only one guitar, no recording studio, and no tuner.
However, Horsey was able to make the audience feel as if they were there.
This was a heartwarming and inspirational song. After listening to it, everyone would be able to find the simplest and most sincere feeling in their hearts.
And the person who created such a song was even more worthy of everyone's admiration and envy.
For a moment, the angry shouts of Huo Xi 'plagiarism dog, get out of the entertainment industry' instantly disappeared.
What replaced it were " Apologize,"" You sang well," and " The fragrance of rice is so nice."
The number of viewers in the live broadcast room also increased from more than one million to 1.2 million.
The appearance of this song was destined to be a hit in the entertainment industry. Without anyone knowing, the word "fragrant rice" was quietly catching up with the trending searches.
But right now, the director team only cared about the number of people in the live broadcast room.
When they saw that the number of people in the live broadcast room was constantly increasing because Huo Xi's song had attracted a lot of people to watch, Director Wang Zhenyu and the others were filled with joy.
After the performance, the venue was still silent. There were still many people who were immersed in Huo Xi's voice.
Horsey slowly opened his eyes and looked at the camera.
"Five years ago, I was accused of plagiarism, but I can tell you clearly that I didn't plagiarize."”
"There are gods three feet above my head. I, Huo Xi, ask myself, I have no guilt in my heart."
"Five years ago, no one gave me a chance to explain myself and directly threw me into the abyss.”
"Those who framed me, listen up. I'm back now.”
"This song is for everyone here. It is also a new starting point for me, Huo Xi. Thank you for your support!”
Pa, pa, pa!
When Huo Xi finished speaking, He Jiong took the lead in clapping. Huang Lei also looked at Huo Xi with appreciation. Peng Yuchang and Ju Jingyi didn't need to be mentioned. Even the people from the director's team cheered.
What a great title! What a good clean conscience!
This song showed Huo Xi's creative level. How could such an artist be a plagiarist?
From this moment on, many viewers believed that Huo Xi had a hidden story back then and not plagiarism.
"To be able to write such a good song and have such a good voice, maybe he really isn't the plagiarist.”
"The present cannot represent the past.”
"Little brother is good-looking and has a nice voice. He's really great.”
"I don't know if it's plagiarism, but starting from this song, I'll be your fan!”
A large amount of such content appeared on the bullet screen.
Of course, not everyone's impression of Huo Xi had been changed. There were still many people who felt that Huo Xi was still a plagiarized singer.
This was something that could not be helped. Huo Xi could not make everyone change their attitude immediately.
All he could do was to make his position clear.
Five years ago, his right to speak was taken away by Tang Entertainment Culture Company and he was sentenced to death. Now that he was free, he wanted to declare his innocence to the world.
He wanted to announce to the world that he, Huo Xi, was back!
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