Dong dong ~~
Dong dong dong ~~
Du Jing held the head of the zither in his left hand and placed his right hand on the strings.
His slender fingers slowly played, and a crisp and pleasant melody flowed.
Just like a stream in an empty valley, every note was pleasant to the ear.
"This prelude sounds good."
Deng Zizhi sighed.
"The melody is really good."
Zhang Bicheng nodded, her eyes filled with anticipation.
On the other hand, Cai Kunkun's face was gloomy.
......
The low and slow sound of the zither gradually rose. After the general tone was set, it slowly lowered.
At the same time, Du Jing approached the microphone.
"I've been walking and stopping along the way
Following the traces of youth drifting
The moment before stepping out of the station
I'm actually a little hesitant
I can't help but laugh at the fear of being close to home
Still unavoidable
And the sky of Nagano
Still so warm
The wind blows the past
......”
Du Jing's voice was slightly low.
However, there was no lack of fullness in the low voice, and there was a faint sadness in the fullness!
And these lyrics
There was no exaggeration, it was simple and unadorned.
However, it was full of images!
The melodious tune, the faint voice, and the singing technique that was full of artistic conception instantly pulled the audience into the song.
On a small road in the countryside, an old man carrying a backpack returned to his hometown.
The ears of wheat in the fields, the hometown that was far away but in front of him!
A gentle breeze blew past, and the old man's mind flashed back to the past.
"Hiss-"
This short paragraph gave everyone goosebumps.
The image was too strong!
"When I first met this world
Wandering
Looking at the horizon seems to be in front of me
Now that I've walked through this world
Wandering
Over the years, different side faces
Caught off guard, I broke into your smile
......”
The tune sped up and Du Jing raised his pitch.
Under the influence of the song.
The scene in everyone's minds became even more intense!
The old man walked in the wheat field. A gust of wind blew and brushed his hair. He looked back at the country road he had walked through, as if he saw himself as a teenager, pushing the bicycle and laughing with his first love. That smiling face that accidentally broke in evoked the old man's memories.
got here
Du Jing strummed the guqin heavily, and everyone's mood instantly lifted.
The chorus directly went up.
"I used to be stuck in the world
I'm also addicted to sleep talking
No truth, no struggle, no fear of jokes
I once turned my youth into her
I once played the midsummer with my fingertips
Let fate take its course
......”
Du Jing used his dense head voice, silky falsetto, and full voice quality.
It pushed the entire song to another dimension!
His emotions suddenly erupted, and his full emotions spilled down.
Everyone felt their hair stand on end and goosebumps rise!
"F * ck! Du Jing's fake voice!"
"It's too smooth."
"There's really nothing to criticize about her singing skills.”
"It's so good that I can feel my hair stand on end.”
"The artistic conception of this song is too beautiful!"
......
Deng Zhichun, Zhang Bicheng, Zhang Jie, and the other guests all looked at Du Jing in amazement.
The few of them looked at each other, dumbfounded.
His technique and emotions were impeccable!
After a short, hurried, and pleasant melody.
The song moved closer to the second verse.
His emotions had already been completely laid out, and Du Jing had already entered the state.
The guests and the audience.
There were also millions of viewers in the live broadcast room who were all immersed in it.
All eyes were fixed on Du Jing, the young man who was shining on the stage.
" I once turned my youth into her, and I once flicked the midsummer with my fingertips. Whatever my heart moves, let fate take its course."
Then, he repeated the chorus.
Exuberant emotions flowed down, and everyone swayed their bodies gently to the melody.
however, right at this moment
The guitar suddenly stopped!
Everyone was stunned. Then, they saw Du Jing, who had been sitting on the high stool, slowly stand up.
He hung the guitar on his body and held the microphone with both hands.
The deep voice slowly told a story.
This part was a cappella!
" The evening breeze blows your white hair
Smoothed the scars left by memories
In your eyes, the light and darkness are mixed, and a smile blooms
Twilight covers your staggering steps
Walking into the painting hidden by the bed
You in the painting, talking with your head down
......”
It was an impeccable acapella!
Du Jing used his singing voice to draw a picture in everyone's mind.
When the old woman returned to her hometown, she found that her former lover had passed away. She left nothing behind except a painting hidden by her bed.
The old man was lying peacefully in his rocking chair. The sun was setting, and a gust of wind blew. The trees outside the window swayed, and even the sunlight flickered.
Slowly closing his eyes, the old man seemed to still be the young man in the painting, holding his lover's hand and walking in the evening breeze.
A smile bloomed flowers and smoothed the scars of time.
Although she was old, those beautiful things were like the paintings on the bedside table, forever staying in her heart.
Hearing this, the emotional audience's eyes were already wet.
After singing the last line.
Du Jing paused for a few seconds.
Just when everyone thought the song was over
Suddenly, he picked up the guitar with both hands, and his slender fingers played quickly. The originally hurried tune was pushed up another key!
Dong dong--
Dong dong dong!
"I still sigh at the vastness of the world
I'm also intoxicated by the love words of childhood
No truth, no struggle, no jokes
I finally returned her youth
Together with the midsummer that popped out of my fingertips
......”
True Voice Singing!
Du Jing pushed the entire song to its peak with a high pitch!
The rich emotions are vividly expressed
In an instant.
The pupils of the audience widened, and their hair stood on end.
Even after the entire song,"The Wind Rises," she still couldn't come back to her senses.
.......
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