The melody slowly sounded.
Everything was so smooth and natural.
When the prelude was played, all the judges were listening attentively.
This was because the accompaniment was also an important part of their judgment.
In the melody of the prelude.
He could tell that there was a piano and a bass.
The rhythm was very slow. In the midst of the melodious melody, if you closed your eyes, you would feel as if you were in a northern country with snowflakes floating in the air.
Snow was falling all around them, and the world was covered in silver. One could breathe out a mouthful of hot white gas with a single mouth.
This was because the melody was mixed with many Siberian styles.
The scent of the north added a romantic atmosphere to the soothing and gentle accompaniment.
"Not bad. You can integrate geographical features into the melody.”
Yang Zhi nodded in satisfaction when he heard the accompaniment.
The seventh story happened in the northernmost border town of our country, Mohe.
The music composed by Su Chen could bring such a strong northern characteristic.
This was a detail that many singers would not notice, but it was also a must for an excellent piece of work.
In this aspect, Yang Zhi felt that Su Chen had done a good job.
Soon, the prelude came to an end.
Su Chen's singing also naturally joined in, extremely smooth.
" I've never seen a village with an aurora."
"And I've never seen anyone set off fireworks in the middle of the night."
"The evening star is like your eyes, killing and setting fire"
"You don't have to say anything."
"Wild wind scares me"
“......”
Under Su Chen's singing.
All the listeners couldn't help but close their eyes and immerse themselves in the gentle singing.
It was as if this small town on the northern border had really appeared before their eyes.
In the world of silver, one could see the flickering aurora in the sky and the small village not far ahead.
Walking in the white snow, one could clearly recognize the lights of other people.
In the quiet night, the stars were bright and pure like diamonds, hanging high in the beautiful night sky.
But these stars fall into my eyes.
But as beautiful as your eyes.
......
This kind of image that came straight to his face.
Everyone who heard this song was moved.
Whether it was the judges and the audience, or the tens of millions of online viewers in the live broadcast room, they all experienced this wonderful and magical experience.
The scene in front of him was no longer the bustling and lively studio.
Instead, it was a poetic, romantic, and affectionate night scene in the snow.
This was an unprecedented experience.
Speaking of which, this "Mohe Dance Hall" could have such a good effect.
It was also thanks to the " God-level Image Creation " that Su Chen had exchanged for 10 million touching points from the system store before he appeared.
With this skill, Su Chen's voice could automatically create an image in front of the audience.
Of course, this scene couldn't be real.
This wasn't some cutting-edge VR headset.
Instead, through the emotional expression in the song, it guided the audience to carry out endless fantasies in their minds.
Because this kind of imagination came from the audience themselves.
Therefore, the images that appeared in everyone's mind were completely different.
But no matter what, this scene must be what you yearn for, or else it wouldn't appear in the deepest part of your fantasy.
In other words.
The so-called " god-level image creation " was to use songs and lyrics to guide the audience, allowing them to build a world they yearned for in their minds.
This world could not be created out of thin air.
Instead, it came from the long-sealed yearning for beauty.
At this moment, the audience had already forgotten that this was a story about an old man.
They just listened quietly.
Wandering in the ocean of dreams.
"Three Thousand Li!"
"I met you by chance."
"In the garden."
"A dress starts to dance"
"Under the light."
"Shaking off the morning light"
"At the Mohe Dance Hall in 1980."
"If there's time"
"Come back and see me."
"Look at how the snow ages."
"How your eyes melt"
"If you see me"
"Please turn around and be surprised"
"I'm afraid of my tears."
"My white hair is like a shameful joke"
The following part of Su Chen's performance sounded similar to the first part of the song.
The feeling it gave the audience was vastly different.
As if time had passed, a ballroom with bright lights suddenly appeared in front of the audience.
It was as if he had returned to the 1980s and was dancing with her in the morning.
In the romantic music, everything slowly melted away.
He could only see an old man walking alone in the dismal ballroom.
There was no dance partner in front of him.
She could only dance alone.
The old man's hair was already white, and his life was gradually melting away like snow.
Only now did the audience gradually feel it.
How was this a beautiful love story?
This was clearly a sad and beautiful poem!
The first part of the song ended.
It had already completely stunned all the audiences.
No one would have thought that there would be a song that could quietly tell a story in front of you like a movie.
This was an experience that no one had ever experienced before.
In the middle of the judges 'seats, Yang Zhi's hands were trembling slightly. He was so excited that he could not control himself.
Throughout the entire competition, he had been looking forward to Su Chen's appearance.
Sure enough, Su Chen did not disappoint him.
He had been in the music industry for so many years, but he had never seen such a strong emotional resonance!
It was this performance that made Yang Zhi very determined in his heart.
If there was a singer who could bring the Chinese music industry to a new height…That must be Su Chen!
......
Su Chen stood on the stage.
White fog formed by dry ice surrounded him.
The temperature of the mist was very low, and it would bring a chill when it brushed against the skin.
It made Su Chen feel as if he had come to the Northland with this song.
Why not…Tell them the story.
After this thought appeared in his mind.
Su Chen immediately took the microphone from the microphone stand in front of him and began to quietly explain.
"Behind every song and every melody, there is always an unknown story.”
"Today, I will share a true story with everyone.”
His clear voice rang out in the studio with the gentle accompaniment.
"This story happened…Mo He."
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