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Chapter six hundred and fifty three.

WW said that under Lin Zhixuan's provocation, the entire venue was bustling. Under the expectation, Chen Xiaotang whispered a few words to Lin Qingxia and then walked onto the stage lightly.

Then he walked up to a student carrying a guitar and said kindly: "Can you lend me your guitar?"

"Yes...of course!" When the big star Chen Xiaotang actually asked him to borrow a guitar, the student was so excited that he was incoherent.

Chen Xiaotang took the guitar and said, "Thank you!" Then he gently slapped the guitar on his body, facing everyone, and casually tweaked the strings, and a crisp and pleasant sound of the piano came out.

As Chen Xiaotang's fans, many girls were already excited to hold their fists tightly, waiting for Chen Xiaotang's heavenly sound to come.

It's silent.

It seemed as if Chen Xiaotang had performed magic on everyone. He just simply teased the strings of the piano, and the originally bustling city hall immediately calmed down.

Silent.

Just in this silence, Chen Xiaotang sang while playing the guitar in his arms:

The sound of prosperity has escaped into the world and ruined the world

I am cold and I have been in a life of love debts.

If you default to life and death, etc.

The annual rings waiting for circles after circle...

Unlike the songs Chen Xiaotang sang in the past, this song has no sensationality or pretentiousness, but only a trace of sorrow and a trace of sorrow.

This sadness and resentment were not deliberately created by Chen Xiaotang, but were naturally revealed, just like a spring that had already existed and flowed in people's hearts.

Chen Xiaotang's voice was not modified too much this time. On the contrary, it was very primitive and natural, just playing the guitar so casually and singing it casually, but that indescribable artistic conception brought people into a very strange state.

I have to say that a song "Fireworks Cold" that breaks through time and space instantly ignites people's hearts.

Chen Xiaotang continued to sing:

How many layers of Futu Tower have been broken, whose soul has been broken

Go straight to the mountain gate where the broken light collapses

Let me wait for history to turn around

Wait for the wine to be fragrant and wait for you to play a guzheng song...

With the singing, people seemed to be introduced into a desolate and lonely world. The night, the sparks, a broken ancient temple. The girl who cooks wine, the elegant guzheng, everything is like movie scenes, and with the singing of Chen Xiaotang, it flashes in everyone's minds.

Lin Zhixuan, who was originally stubborn, shut up now and looked at Chen Xiaotang, who was playing and singing on the stage with a little dumbfounded. He didn't understand that it was the same guitar, and he sang it himself. Why couldn't he sing this kind of flavor before?

If Lin Zhixuan sang "Fairy Tales" before, and the young man didn't know the taste of sorrow and forced to say sorrow to write new lyrics, then Chen Xiaotang looked back and felt the sorrows flowing forever. Naturally, without deliberately pretending to be artificial, he reached the realm that the song wanted to express.

Lin Zhixuan knew that he could not do this state!

Unlike Lin Zhixuan, what everyone is concerned about at this moment is not how good Chen Xiaotang's performance is on the stage, but silently falling into the emotional trap set by Chen Xiaotang for them, and following the song's emotions, he can't extricate himself!

Chen Xiaotang's singing continues:

"The rain is raining and the grass is deep in my hometown

I heard you are always alone

The mottled city gates entrench the roots of old trees

What echoes on the stone slab is waiting..."

Many people under the stage closed their eyes, waving their heads gently, immersed in Chen Xiaotang's singing.

The song is like the sound of nature, uncarved and fascinating.

"The rain is raining and the grass is deep in my hometown

I heard you are still guarding the lonely city

The sound of the shepherd's flute fell in the wild village

It is us that fate takes root…”

The applause sounded, and involuntarily, some people couldn't help but clap the applause in the middle of the song. The applause did not seem abrupt at all. On the contrary, it was an emotional catharsis. If you had to say what this emotion was, it was just one sentence: It was really good to sing!

In fact, in order to naturally achieve this emotional exposure and then sublimate, and influence other singing realms, Chen Xiaotang has brewed the artistic conception of this song in his heart. This situation is like a master who lifts his pen to paint. Before opening the painting, he wants to be confident in order to write freely. Chen Xiaotang uses a movie he has seen to immerse himself in his emotions. There is no need to doubt that the name of this movie is called "A Chinese Ghost Story"!

Do you still remember the Lanruo Temple? Do you still remember the wild forest, the lonely lamp, the sound of the piano, and the broken temple?

The story content of the songs sung by Chen Xiaotang at this moment is extremely imagined by this "A Chinese Ghost Story", but the "Lan Ruo Temple" inside has become "Jialan Temple", and the love between man and ghost has become the separation of infatuated men and women. Therefore, Chen Xiaotang has entered without hesitation and transformed into the male protagonist "Ning Caichen". As the saying goes: Tears are floating, and there is an empty door on his lips. Falling leaves into the flowing water, it cannot be stopped. It is a thousand-year destiny. Nostalgia is the old land, the traces that have long been spotted. It cannot be locked, and the world is full of people.

At this moment, the first part of this song was sung, and the applause rang again. People were so excited that they had never heard such a melodious and beautiful song. The most important thing is that this song seemed to be sung in their hearts, without the slightest pretentiousness of popular songs, and only the true feelings...

In fact, there are two versions of the song "Fireworks Easy to Cold" that Chen Xiaotang sang now. One version was sung by Jay Chou, and the other version was covered by Lin Zhixuan.

This song comes from "Luo~Yang Jialan". The story describes the love story between a royal general and the woman he admired in the prosperous and collapsed thousand-year-old capital Luoyang City, which was written by Yang Xuanzhi more than 1,500 years ago. After the general met a woman by fate, the two fell in love at first sight and decided to live a lifelong life. At this time, the general was recruited by the court to fight. In the years of war and chaos, the imperial capital Luoyang has been reduced to ruins. In the end, the woman tried to guard the general but failed to meet the queen and fell into a nun. When the general returned after the wind and frost, she had already passed away. The general had only heard that the rain fell outside the Jialan Ancient Temple, and recalled the envy of others. People and affairs were just like fireworks, easy to be cold and easy to part.

As we all know, Zhou Jie's typical vocals are not clear in singing, but the emotions are brewing very amazing. Chen Xiaotang is very eloquent, but he cannot learn the "special skills" of Jay Chou. In his helplessness, he had to settle for the second best and took out the version covered by Lin Zhixuan.

This can also be regarded as "retribution is unhappy". Lin Zhixuan used to cover Chen Xiaotang's "Fairy Tale"; now Chen Xiaotang covers Lin Zhixuan's version of "Fireworks are easy to cold" in his previous life. Speaking of Lin's version of the song, because the lyrics and music are clear, it is more sad and sad than Jay Chou's singing, and it also makes people find images of the story in the lyrics.

The song is melodious, and Chen Xiaotang himself has been completely immersed in the artistic conception of his own song. He can't extricate himself.

The second paragraph was about to begin, but Chen Xiaotang gave up the guitar, took the erhu handed over by Lin Qingxia, and gently pulled it up.

There is nothing else in this rhythm. It’s just that the choking sound of the classical erhu is like the sob of tears, which makes people intoxicated.

On the stage, Chen Xiaotang was slightly pulling the erhu, his posture was so skillful and elegant, without any extra words. There was no lyrics, but only him and the erhu in his hand, immersed in a myth that belonged to him.

Off the stage, someone looked at him with his palms in his arms, listening to this unusual erhu performance, and seemed to have forgotten that it was a song, but a erhu solo.

About two or three minutes, when Chen Xiaotang pulled this erhu to the peak, people suddenly felt that their hearts had been shattered by the erhu sound.

No one had ever thought that this ancient instrument, which was originally looked down upon by many young people and by many pop music scenes, could burst out such intriguing power in Chen Xiaotang's hands.

Off the stage, the reporters were also deeply moved by Chen Xiaotang's erhu performance.

"I have to say that at that moment, I felt that I fully understood what he was playing, and the tone of the erhu seemed to be in touch with my heart."

"I have to admit that I was moved by this ancient instrument. When we were proud of fiddling with electric guitar and playing the piano, the big star Chen Xiaotang taught us a lesson with an inconspicuous ancient hu, which made us understand what it means to move!"

"The charm of the Erhu burst out from Chen Xiaotang's fingertips, infecting all of us. Our ancient instruments burst out with new life at that moment!"

"Su Wen Chen Xiaotang is good at Chinese-style songs. This time his unique Erhu performance in the song once again proves the powerful power of Chinese-style!"...

This is the future evaluation of Chen Xiaotang's erhu playing by many media reporters. At that moment, Chen Xiaotang was also directly sublimated from a superstar in the pop music scene to the sacred status of the godfather of Chinese style music.

He gently put down the erhu, but this time Chen Xiaotang didn't hold any instruments, and he sang it boldly.

"Listen to the laughter of youth, many people envious

That history of gentleness is too cruel if you refuse to write.

Fireworks are easy to cold and personnel are easy to separate

And you are asking if I'm still serious

Who else is waiting for the deep love in the past thousand years?

How can history not be true to the Wei Shu Luoyang City

If you're living in your past life

Follow me through the world and wander around for a lifetime..."

Under the stage, Lin Qingxia looked at Chen Xiaotang on the stage in a daze. Looking at him, her eyes were already wet. Chen Xiaotang's undecorated sound, no accompanimental melody, and the extremely sad lyrics were deeply engraved in her heart.

She had her lips confinement, her beautiful eyes gazed, her hands covering her cheeks, as if she was afraid that she would not be able to help crying.

Don’t laugh. There are so many people like her at this moment. Everyone is brought into a sad and beautiful mood by Chen Xiaotang and cannot break free.

The singing was like thousands of love threads, tangling around them, making them feel heartbroken, and their internal organs hurt!

The singing wandered, Chen Xiaotang held the microphone tightly, his eyes were blurred, and the last part of the song was also the deepest and densest part of the relationship. It was like a dam that had been stored for a long time, waiting for the moment when the gate was opened and the water was tilted.

What will the flood be like?!

Chen Xiaotang suppressed his voice and tilted the feelings that had been brewing for a long time to the lyrics---

"The rain is raining, the old hometown is deep in the grass and trees.

I heard I heard you are still guarding the lonely city

The sound of the shepherd's flute fell in the wild village

It is us who take root in fate

It is us who take root in fate

Listen to the sound of rain in Kalan Temple, hoping for eternity…”

When the last word was spit out, a tear fell from the corner of Chen Xiaotang's eyes.

He wiped it gently with his fingers, his posture was so handsome that it exploded!

With a bang!

Without warning, the applause was like thunder!

Everyone stood up from their seats in unison, and tears flashed one by one. Looking at Chen Xiaotang, crying, screaming, screaming, and crazy!

Crazy, they all went crazy!

Yes, it would be strange if you are not crazy at that moment! To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support are my greatest motivation.m
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