The performance ended.
The entire seaside was silent.
invited guests, villagers, audience, program team
Everyone froze on the spot, and their breathing was slightly rapid.
Other than the sound of the waves, there was no other sound.
And Du Jing
He lowered his head slightly and placed one hand on the microphone to adjust his breathing.
Singing a good song was like filming a good show.
It takes a long time to pull it out after it's completely immersed in emotions
An unknown amount of time passed.
Du Jing let out a long breath and raised his head to face everyone.
"It's 'The Wind Rises.' Thank you for listening.”
With that, Du Jing turned around and walked off the stage.
From the beginning to the end of the performance, Du Jing did not say a word!
Watching Du Jing's figure walk off the stage, the audience did not come back to their senses for a long time. They even forgot to applaud!
Even Huang Lei and He Jiong, who were the hosts, stood rooted to the spot and forgot to host.
After they reacted, the scene exploded.
"Who is this young man? His singing is too good.”
"Can I find this song online? I want to download it for my son to listen to!”
"This is the best song I've heard today.”
“......”
The villagers whispered to each other, and the scene was noisy.
"I feel like I'm about to cry."
Deng Zizhi was more emotional, so he couldn't recover from the deep emotions he had brought in.
Zhang Bicheng was the same. She rubbed her eyes and took a few deep breaths to calm herself down.
Zhang Jie also shook his head and sighed."This song has a high requirement for the high notes and the first voice.”
" Especially the chorus, where you frequently jump into a pure fourth, coupled with the switch between falsetto and falsetto, it's very difficult to control the pitch. It's very easy to become high in falsetto and low in true voice.”
"But Du Jing handled it very well!"
"With his creative skills and singing skills, he's going to be a new star in the Chinese music industry in the future!”
Hearing Zhang Jie's words, Deng Zhichun and Zhang Bicheng agreed.
At the same time.
The live broadcast room was full of bullet screens rolling
"There's really nothing wrong with Du Jing's voice conversion.”
"In comparison, Cai Kunkun's voice is fake? It was purely shouting at the top of its voice. It was so unpleasant to hear, just like a duck.”
"Fortunately, I have Du Jing's song 'The Wind Rises' to wash my ears. Otherwise, I would have nightmares tonight.”
“......”
Perhaps Du Jing's song was too vivid.
Many viewers couldn't help but share their stories on the bullet screen.
"This song really makes me uncomfortable. It brings back memories!”
"My first love and I were together in high school. We were both boarding students. The school didn't allow us to date, so we could only go to the field to hold hands during self-study at night. Later on, we agreed that we would enter the same university, but she got in, and I repeated. I thought that we would only miss out on one year, but I didn't expect that we would miss out on each other for a lifetime.”
"I feel like this song is singing about me! I grew up in a small mountain village. There was a daughter next door who was about the same age as me. We grew up together. Everyone said that we were childhood sweethearts. Later, I went to work in the city and went there for five years. When I returned five years later, she was already married. Sigh.
"My girlfriend and I fell in love at first sight when we first started university. We were together for four years. After graduation, her parents didn't allow us to be together because of family reasons. I worked hard to earn money. She said that she would wait for me, but a year ago, I suddenly received a text message from her. She said that she couldn't hold on anymore and asked me to attend her wedding.”
"Why do you feel so deeply after hearing it, but I can hear the yearning for the future and the meaning of never giving up in life!”
"Yes! I have the same feeling! Perhaps people with different mindsets would have different feelings when they heard it.”
Five million.
Six million.
Seven million!
In just a short moment, the popularity of the live broadcast room soared to eight million!
In addition to the audience, there were also quite a number of marketing accounts in the live broadcast room.
They had started recording before Du Jing started singing. Now that they had recovered, they posted the video they had just recorded online.
#Du Jing sang "The Wind Rises" live, millions of people cried!#
#Du Jing's new song,"The Wind Rises"!#
#"The Wind Rises" directly became a god. It was too good!#
Weibo posts one by one
Du Jing was already very popular.
Now, it was soaring rapidly.
......
At this moment.
Huang Lei and He Jiong quickly walked up the stage.
"I'm sorry, everyone. I was a little distracted just now.”
"First of all, I would like to thank Du Jing for bringing us such a wonderful performance. This song,'The Wind Rises,' is really too good!”
"But don't get too immersed in it, because our concert isn't over yet.”
"Let's welcome our last guest singer, Zhang Zifeng, to perform 'The Girl Holding the Mirror' for everyone!”
He Jiong finished speaking.
Zhang Zifeng walked out from backstage.
Like Du Jing, she played and sang.
The song," The Girl Holding the Mirror," had a slow and pleasant tune.
Coupled with Little Sister Zi Feng's sweet voice,
The song calmed everyone's restless hearts.
After the song, everyone applauded!
pa, pa
Amidst the applause, He Jiong invited everyone who had performed before to the stage.
Everyone stood neatly in a row, facing the villagers present and the nearly ten million viewers in the live broadcast room.
"At this point, the singing segment of our Mushroom House Seaside concert has successfully ended. Thank you to all the guests on stage for your passionate singing!”
pa, pa
Applause rang out again.
"Now, it's time for the final segment. The villagers will vote together to choose the song that you think is the best to listen to today. The song that you choose will be named the best song of our Mushroom House Seaside concert of the year.”
After He Jiong finished speaking, he gestured slightly.
The surrounding staff walked out one after another and handed papers and pens to the audience.
The audience was agitated.
Voting was good!
She could participate in it and also contribute her favorite songs.
"Master, give me a piece of paper."
"Me too, me too. I want to vote for that young man.”
"I want to vote for him too!"
“......”
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