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What's going on? Why isn't my image moving?
Me too. Could it be that the live broadcast room exploded?
F * ck, I've been waiting since noon, and you're playing this?
Stupid livestream room, it had to be stuck at this time.
Where's my 40-meter-long machete? I advise you to quickly restore the live broadcast.
Backstage.
Wang Zhengyu looked at the bullet comments in the live broadcast room and almost became paralyzed.
Fortunately, the livestream was only stuck for less than a minute before the screen was restored.
Phew...
Wang Zhengyu heaved a sigh of relief. At least it didn't cause a big accident.
At the same time, he secretly wiped away the cold sweat in his heart. Shen Yi's song," Red Legs ", had sounded the alarm for him.
It wasn't just him. The world had underestimated the charm of Beijing opera.
Once the live broadcast resumed, the bullet screen was too lazy to scold anymore because Shen Yi had already sat down on the bench with the erhu on his lap.
Everyone held their breath, waiting for the singing to begin.
The erhu bent slightly and a bone-chilling sound appeared.
In the live broadcast room, the audience was instantly infected by the sad mood.
The sound of the erhu was so sad that tears welled up in my eyes.
Every time I listen to the erhu, I feel like my soul is being touched.
There was a sour feeling in my heart. It was too strong. It was not in vain for me to wait for an entire afternoon. Just hearing the sound of the erhu was worth it.
Compared to Shen Yi's a cappella version in the morning, the appeal of the complete version had increased by several levels!
At the same time, Shen Yi finally spoke.
"I don't know where my love came from, but I'm deeply devoted.”
In his previous life, there were many versions of this song, but Shen Yi liked Teacher Tan Jing's version the most and chose this version.
The perfect level of acting had an extremely powerful appeal.
An indescribable mood gradually spread in the hall of the mushroom house.
Teacher He was stunned.
Zi Feng was dumbfounded.
Peng Peng was dumbfounded.
At this time, the erhu changed from a weak bow to a strong skill, and the sadness of the tune gradually faded.
After the performance ended, it changed to a popular singing style that everyone was familiar with. The mood turned from high to low.
"The show turns, the sleeves rise and fall."
"Singing about joys and sorrows, singing about separation and reunion, it has nothing to do with me ~"
"The fan opens and closes, and the gongs and drums sound silently."
" Love in the show, outsiders in the show. Who's to say?"
With just a few words, he created the image of an actor and quietly appeared in front of everyone.
He was dancing solo on the high platform, and the audience was cheering happily and boisterously.
When the show ended, the commotion below the stage also ended.
The spectators left one after another, leaving him alone in front of the makeup mirror, feeling sorry for himself.
It was as if he was born for acting. He could no longer tell which was the real him inside and outside the play, on stage and off the stage.
"You're used to blending your emotions into powder and ink.”
"White bones, green ashes, all of them are mine."
"In troubled times, duckweed can bear to watch the flames of war dye the mountains and rivers. I dare not forget my country, even if no one knows me ~"
At this point, Shen Yi's pitch suddenly rose.
There was no hysteria, but that bone-chilling sadness seemed to have been imprinted in everyone's hearts.
They finally understood why there was such a sense of sadness at the beginning.
Because the fate of the person in the song was very tragic.
An actress was not willing to just be an actress.
On the stage, he shone brightly.
No one cared about him.
His emotions were not controlled by himself and could only be integrated into the character that appeared on stage.
How pitiful.
How pathetic.
What a pity.
Zi Feng looked at Shen Yi who had completely forgotten himself. He did not know why, but his heart seemed to be blocked by something.
Shen Yi was singing an actor, but he was also not someone else.
In this materialistic society, people were used to putting on a mask for themselves. The joys and sorrows on the mask might not be the true feelings in their hearts.
A line of clear tears.
It quietly slipped from Zi Feng's eyes.
In the live broadcast room, all the viewers could see their own shadows from the actor.
Sob, sob, sob ~ I cried. Although I didn't know why I was crying, my tears just couldn't stop.
It was too good. Even without that gorgeous melodramatic tone, this song was still a hit.
The lyrics were so well written, and the visuals were so strong!!!
Yes, I like that phrase the most,"I'm used to blending my emotions into the ink, so what if I sing through my speech?"”
It's really good. It's 10,000 times better than the saliva songs I've heard before. No, 100,000 times better!
Backstage.
"This singing is too invincible!"
Wang Zhengyu couldn't help but wipe the corner of his eyes. He had once experienced the feeling of an actor in a song being ignored behind the scenes.
However, he quickly broke free from this emotion. As the executive director, his responsibility was to make the show a good one.
It was just like how an actor's duty was to perform well on stage.
He held his breath and looked at the live stream's viewer count.
In the next second, he was completely stunned by the number.
[Real-time viewer count: 37 million]
Hiss.
37 million.
This was just a lifestyle variety show, not a large-scale gala.
The number of viewers had reached a terrifying 37 million.
Wang Zhengyu smiled foolishly. He felt like he was about to faint from happiness.
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