The stage lights were extinguished, several neon lights intertwined with each other, and only a few weak light sources remained in the entire auditorium.
The surrounding area becomes dark, which makes people feel calm and listen more attentively.
Soon, the music started.
Thousands of spectators at the scene opened their eyes wide, and every glance contained a look of anticipation and excitement at this moment.
coming!
"The bell rings the signal to go home
in his life
It seems a little sad
The meaning of black skin to him
It's a lifetime dedication
In the battle of color…”
A clean and slightly hoarse voice, accompanied by a faint sound of guitar, echoed in people's ears.
In the audience, Robin and other countless black people felt excited when they heard these lyrics, and their eyes were fixed on the four band members on the stage.
Just two lyrics perfectly portray the great image in their minds.
Yes.
This is really a song dedicated to Antoine!
Robin suddenly couldn't control his emotions, clasped his hands together, pursed his thick lips tightly, and let two lines of hot tears roll down his face in his excitement.
"The years turn possession into loss
Tired eyes filled with hope..."
The faint guitar sound suddenly became intense, and the sound of drums and piano mixed together, as if to pierce the darkness.
Suddenly, intertwined and flashing lights, like gorgeous flowers, bloomed at the same time.
This scene made Ge Qingqi, who had been looking at the music score intently, tremble in his heart and almost made a mistake.
When I came back to my senses, I was very surprised.
Although there was no rehearsal, the dance at the scene seemed to fit the singing very well.
Whenever a critical node is reached, those lights will light up quickly, which is a very tacit understanding.
At this moment, Ge Qingqi looked at the audience, as if he had suddenly found the meaning of life.
Her drumstick was raised high and fell gently.
Every time the drumbeat falls, it seems to hit people's hearts.
At the same time, Wu Yu's bass also accompanied the drum sound and entered the situation at the same time.
He stood next to Han Sen, holding a bass in his hand. He kept bending and lowering his head, and chords jumped out of his hands one by one, like a dancing elf, and soon weaved together into a melody that was unfamiliar to everyone.
Everyone felt their eyes light up.
The whole prelude is obviously so unfamiliar, I have never heard it before.
But for some reason, it feels so familiar to the ears of the audience...
People were stunned.
Zhong Juntao, on the other hand, is not so easily distracted.
He looked at the music score in front of him and just concentrated on playing, not affected by the noise from the outside world at all.
However, listening to Brother Sen's singing, Zhong Juntao's heart became increasingly ethereal.
His mood is also getting fuller and fuller.
When playing the keyboard, I was extremely devoted and very comfortable.
He slowly raised his head and looked at Han Sen standing in the center of the stage in front of him.
My eyes suddenly felt a little moist.
Brother Sen...
changed!
The voice, although it's still the same voice.
but.
Whether it’s the added nasal sound or the placement of accents in articulation during singing, it’s completely different from before!
What a change!
But!
Really like!
I like it so much!
This should be what Brother Sen originally looked like!
Zhong Juntao shed tears.
He began to step on the spots like crazy, while sight-reading and typing on the keyboard, and his whole body began to rhythm, making people feel excited and excited just by looking at it.
At this moment, although there has been no rehearsal.
But the four of them actually stepped on all the rhythms in tacit understanding.
And at the very center of the stage.
Accompanied by this accompaniment, Han Sen held his guitar, strummed the strings, and sang loudly:
"Today there is only the remnant of the body
Welcome the glory days
Hold on to freedom in the wind and rain
A life of hesitation and struggle
Confidence can change the future
Ask who can do it..."
With the snap of Han Sen's fingers, moving music started playing.
Although the movements are not intense, the sound of the piano is exceptionally high-pitched.
The lyrics are extremely delicate.
The two collided with each other and created huge sparks, which made the eyes of the audience light up, as if they saw a luminous body struggling to walk out of the darkness.
At this moment, the audience was all silent.
No one spoke, many people were immersed in the singing.
Backstage, there were some industry insiders in the guest seats, as well as three judges.
Amidst the singing and accompaniment, everyone's face showed shock.
"What a masterpiece!" someone exclaimed.
Obviously, everyone in the industry can tell that this song, as Hanson said, was written for the South African racial freedom fighter Antoine.
A few lyrics perfectly describe Antoine's many contributions to the racial struggle movement.
The melody is even more uplifting and unyielding.
Coupled with the rock performance, it makes people feel even more excited.
Almost as soon as Han Sen sang the first line, everyone's souls were absorbed in the rhythm of the song, and they were deeply attracted.
Director Wu Zongze, the mood at this moment has been difficult to calm down for a long time.
His eyes were full of surprise.
"Congratulations!" Assistant Director Xie Fengxiang suddenly said.
Wu Zongze narrowed his eyes and said: "Same joy!"
The two looked at each other and suddenly laughed.
They know that when the program is broadcast, the entire Hong Kong and the entire Greater Bay Area will pay attention to this song.
It can even break through the Guangdong-Cantonese system and shine on the mainland and on the international stage.
Because this song is so in line with the popular trend.
The right time! The right location! The right people!
Maybe we can break the circle!
Judges Wu Menglang and Luo An could no longer sit back calmly in their chairs.
Half of their bodies have already left their chairs, their upper bodies are leaning forward, and their eyes are staring at the Jinghong band on the stage without blinking.
Especially Han Sen!
His face seemed to have a hint of youthfulness.
There was a ray of divine light at this moment.
The judges were deeply shocked.
Listen to this song.
Wu Menglang clenched her fists tightly, feeling that the pores all over her body suddenly opened, and she kept shouting in her heart!
genius!
What a genius!
To be able to write such a song is definitely a genius!
Just listening to this prelude, Wu Menglang's heart was filled with excitement, and his expectations were raised to the extreme.
After a short chorus, Wu Menglang felt even more unbearably relieved. He raised his right hand and waved it gently following the melody.
This melody is not only beautiful, but also truly majestic.
In addition, Han Sen's voice, singing, breath, skills, etc. are also indisputably perfect.
Plus the song itself is full of meaning.
Wu Menglang knew that Han Sen's future was probably in serious danger!
He finally confirmed his vision again.
During the last performance of "Friendship Years", he knew that this was a good prospect, so even if he broke the rules, he was willing to support Han Sen and form a good relationship.
But now, he knows better.
This Han Sen is not only a good seedling, but also a beautiful piece of jade!
The future will eventually belong to this kind of singer!
While Wu Menglang was thinking about it carefully.
The hoarse, low but powerful singing voice sounded again -
"Can we ignore the color line?
I wish that in this land
No distinction between you and me
The beauty of colorful flashes
It's because it doesn't
Separate each color…”
After being moved by the excellence of the song itself.
At this moment, Wu Menglang felt Han Sen's singing skills and voice, and felt his heart tremble.
He subconsciously glanced at the judge Luo An next to him, and they both saw the horror in their eyes.
Then he immediately turned around and stared at Han Sen who was concentrating on singing.
They concentrated and savored it carefully.
Gradually admired.
At the same time, there are even more questions in my mind: "Is this really a newcomer who just debuted?"
As Han Sen's singing continued.
The eyes of the judges and even all the brokerage company representatives in the guest seats began to become brighter and brighter.
In the end, everyone's eyes were full of surprise that could not be concealed.
Although this singing method has a strong nasal sound, it is not offensive.
On the contrary, it makes people feel that such a song should be paired with such a nasal sound.
And it doesn't feel turbid, it just feels unusually clean.
At the same time, this deep singing voice is also full of power.
Even in the bass range, it gives people an extremely majestic sense of expectation.
It was as if I could see a volcano about to erupt amidst the roar.
And every accent in the song falls accurately on the drum beat, making people's hearts tighten and beat with each accent.
"Surprise, this is the real surprise!"
"This Han Sen has changed so much!"
"The changes in the last game were enough, but this time, they are completely transformed!"
"Is this Han Sen's true singing skills?"
"Compared to before, this voice is so full of magnetic qualities that people can't help but be attracted to it. Even if he doesn't sing and just stands there and whispers, he can still attract my attention!"
"The point of his effort when singing is different from ordinary people."
"This nasal sound makes my heart itch. My voice was originally a bit hoarse, but now with this nasal sound, it can develop into such a surprising effect."
"This singing voice is completely natural. It's not like singing skills that have been practiced for a long time in the battlefield. It's just natural!"
"That's not the point. The point is that this guy's creative ability is so terrifying! Even those famous artists can't write such a song for a while!"
All the brokerage company representatives at the guest table were excited.
Looking at Han Sen, it was like seeing an uncut jade.
At this moment, Fang Qiwen felt her scalp numb.
She looked around and saw that many brokerage company representatives were looking at Han Sen with bloody greed, as if they wanted to devour Han Sen.
Fang Qiwen's breathing was short and she felt a crisis instantly.
Bet?
Fuck the bet!
This Han Sen!
Maybe he will be poached before he reaches the finals!
Fang Qiwen felt that something in her heart was about to be stolen.
She glanced at Han Sen who was singing loudly on the stage, and without hesitation, she immediately stood up and walked quickly outside the venue.
She wants to apply for permission from the headquarters!
must!
Be sure to keep Han Sen!
Even if it costs a huge price, keep it!
Otherwise, she feels that she will really regret it!
real!
I regret even more than the last time I missed the best actor Meng Shouchang!!
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