"Don't worry, it's definitely not something that makes you embarrassed."
Lin Fei smiled and said, "Just because Director Yu has kept my identity secret until now, I will make a friend of you, otherwise I wouldn't say these words to you privately, so what do you need from Director Yu?
If you help, as long as I can do it, I will definitely help you.”
"That's great!" Yu Hu shook hands with Lin Fei excitedly, "We will be friends from now on."
After the two of them said a few more words, Yu Hu went to the scene, after all, the show is still going on.
And it's almost Lin Fei's turn to perform the second round of singing.
Lin Fei went backstage to find the accordion female musician who was about to come on stage to accompany him.
She also helped to play the previous episode of "The Flower House Girl", but she played the flute last time.
When she saw Lin Fei, her eyes lit up, "Hello, Mr. Monkey King."
"Hello, I'm sorry to you again this time."
"This is my honor, I am very happy to be accompaniment for you, and I can be my best memory in my life."
"Your flute is also played well, and the accordion is also very well played. It is my honor to find you to accompany you." Lin Fei smiled and said, "Let's go, it's time for us to go on stage."
Lin Fei carried a folk guitar on his back and walked towards the stage with the long-haired beauty musician in a white dress with an accordion.
Xiao Liuwei continued to smile and said, "With the folk guitar on his back, have he changed the folk song again?"
"Yes." Lin Fei said: "A song for everyone in the birch forest."
He picked up the guitar and gently plucked the strings, and the moving melody flowed out from his fingertips.
The beautiful musician sat on the bench to play the organ. The beautiful rhythmic sounds unique to the accordion blended with the guitar sounds. At this time, the stage suddenly darkened, and the hazy and dreamy lights were projected on the front desk, and only Lin Fei and the female musician were in a hazy state.
The white lights intertwined, and white snow floated over the sky, making the whole stage sad and moving:
White snow floats in the quiet village
Doves fly under the hazy sky
The birch tree carved those two names
They vowed to love each other for the rest of their lives
One day the war broke out to my hometown
The young man picked up his gun and rushed to the border
Don't worry about me, my sweetheart
Wait for me to come back in that birch forest
The sky is still gloomy and there are still pigeons flying...
The song has a very dull, tense, solemn atmosphere at the beginning, and also has a strong harmony and minor temperament. The third sentence uses e chords to make the colors of the song become bright and dark, full of twists and turns.
The technique is very novel, and the arrangement is simple. The guitar, accordion, and the female voice that creates a murderous atmosphere are in sharp contrast to Lin Fei's ups and downs.
A story of a couple living and dying in the war years, a story full of tragic beauty.
The description in the lyrics accounts for much higher proportion than the narrative. Even in the chorus with the strongest emotional tension, the lyrics do not tell the plot of the story, nor do they perform lyrics, but still focus on description. Exotic instruments and poignant tunes
, The subtle and profound lyrics make people feel that they are fresh and fresh, making us yearn for the deep affection in the song and be fascinated by the dignity in the song.
Many people were moved by the stories in the song and Lin Fei's desolate voice.
"It's actually a folk song full of Ross style." Huang Yawen said: "Even if we know your identity, you are still giving us constant surprises."
Xiao Liuwei asked, "This song is not his original work, right? I seem to have heard it somewhere."
"It's Rain God's newly released "Youth" album, called "Birch Forest". I bought three of them. I'm so familiar with this song." Luo Wei smiled and said, "I didn't expect that Feng Shen would also be the same."
I like songs about the wind and rain."
"To be honest, the songs of Dongfengyu are very in line with my taste, and I am also his fan." Lin Fei boasted at the right time.
Roddy smiled and said, "It's really unexpected that you, the great god, actually like the songs of the little god."
"Music has no borders, not much, and as long as it enters the listener and enters the heart, it means you like it."
Roddy said: "It is precisely because you like to see through the strengths that you have achieved such high artistic achievements."
Lin Fei smiled, "I dare not take it."
"I remember you're proficient in almost all instruments?"
Lin Fei nodded, "I can't say that I'm very proficient, but I have some research."
"I wonder if you know? More than 30 years ago, King Chen Feng left a masterpiece of guzheng at the Moonlight Banquet in West Lake. At that time, he even shocked foreign friends who attended the night banquet, and made them praise the traditional Chinese musical instruments.
The upper-level leaders were very happy and praised King Chen for promoting the traditional Chinese culture."
Many people have heard of novelty, probably the first time they have heard of this story.
Chen Feng whispered to Yan Qiuye in the corner: "This Roddy really makes me admire you, and I actually know about this."
"Otherwise, why do you call him a master of everything? It's great that he will participate in "The Masked God of Songs". Almost no masked contestant can hide it from him."
"This Monkey King has been in front of him for several periods, haha."
"However, Roddy is probably a game for Monkey King. If Monkey King can play the guzheng masterpiece that Uncle Feng had at the West Lake night banquet, then this Monkey King must think it was Uncle Feng.
If he can't pop it, then he is not you, Uncle Feng at all."
"He is very calculating, but even if he knows that he is not me, won't they still guess the true identity of the Monkey King?"
Yan Qiuye smiled, "That's right, that's really a big head."
Chen Feng looked at Du Linfei on stage, "If he can really play this song, I suspect he is me."
Roddy, a member of the guessing group, continued: "So, can you play this song for the audience today?"
"The Monkey King, come one!"
"Come one!"
“…”
Roddy smiled and said, "The audience wants to hear it very much."
Lin Fei secretly scolded that if you weren't fooling me, who knew that there was this song? Roddy, I really can't underestimate it. If I deny it, wouldn't it mean that he is not Chen Feng? Then Roddy will inevitably launch new speculations.
I shouldn't have sang "Birch Forest" just now. This is a flaw. With Roddy's shrewdness, I will inevitably associate myself with Dongfeng and Yu, which is not good.
The key is what song Uncle Feng played more than 30 years ago? Roddy didn't give a hint.
Well? Lin Fei suddenly thought of the key.
After pondering for a few seconds, he said, "Okay, please go to the Guzheng."
"Ao..." The audience applauded the Monkey King warmly. They were all very happy because after the show ended, they would not be able to see his performance in the future. Now they could watch one by one.
After the guzheng was brought up, Lin Fei sat down.
The audience also quieted for a moment, and were quietly preparing to listen to Lin Fei's piano sound.
"Ding Dong..." The gentle sound of the piano sounded, like the blue bird singing in the green valley, like the melodious and low sound of the piano sound, echoing the sky. It was also like the drizzle hitting the banana leaves. It sounded silently from afar, and still heard quietly in my ears.
Then suddenly it was quiet, as faint as a touch of sorrow.
Gradually, the sound became lingering, but with a hint of aloofness, standing here to listen, imagining a singer with a long gown, singing a song with his hands, stroking the guqin, or facing the clear waves, or facing the snow in the river, and the bright moon.
The spring tides are connected to the sea level, and the bright moon on the sea is born with the tide.
The waves are rippling for thousands of miles, where is the spring river without the moon...
Lin Fei's low and magnetic sound rang out, accompanied by the sound of the piano, distant and deep...
The river flows around the fragrant land, the moon shines on the flowers and forests all look like snow.
The frost flows in the sky without realizing it, and the white sand on the ground cannot be seen...
As if behind the dreamy smoke scene, a group of Anna's colorful ancient costume ladies came slowly, with long sleeves and light waists spreading out with five levels of spring river flowers and moonlit night, and blending with each other.
The artistic conception of the zither song dances gracefully. The ladies have a faint smile on their cherry lips, and the beautiful eyes contain a shallow hope. On the stage where the light smoke is as vague as the fairyland in Penglai, countless beautiful images have been transformed into
The river flows around the fragrant land, and the moon shines on the flower forests all look like a quiet and elegant state...
The slanting moon hides the fog in the sea, the infinite road of Jieshi Xiaoxiang,
I don’t know how many people will return by the moon, and the moon will shake the love of the river trees.
Everyone was drunk, drunk by the sound of the piano that lingered in the lingering sound, and drunk by the beautiful poem. Until Lin Fei finished playing, he was still quietly savoring.
I don’t know who was the first to applaud, then the second and the third…
The audience, guessing group, 99 professional judges, and even everyone in the band of the program team stood up and applauded the Monkey King on the stage from the heart.
"This guy..." Chen Feng in the corner also exclaimed: "It's really admirable and speechless..."
"Uncle Feng, is this really the song you played more than 30 years ago?"
"no……"
"Then he will be exposed?"
"Not necessarily..." Chen Feng smiled slightly.
“Why?”
"You can understand what Roddy said."
Roddy raised his hands in the guessing group, "I don't want to say more now, I just want to worship you, you are still the omnipotent Feng Shen!"
Lin Fei breathed a sigh of relief. Roddy should only know that Chen Feng did play a song that night, but he didn't know what it was, so Lin Fei took a gamble and played a famous Guzheng song in his previous life, "Spring River Flower Moon Night".
I have never heard of it anyway, so I must have believed that Chen Feng played this piano piece more than 30 years ago.
"Did you read aloud the poem you just read at that banquet?" Huang Yawen liked the poem that Lin Fei just read aloud.
Lin Fei shook his head, "No, this is a poem I wrote myself in recent years. It fits this song. I can't help but recite a few sentences whenever I play it."
"I didn't expect that Feng Shen was still a poet, and this poem was written so well."
Roddy smiled and said, "You don't know the Wind God too much. The achievements of the Wind God back then were not only musical, but also his literary talent is unparalleled. Otherwise, he has some other name called the Entertainment King, it is precisely because of him.
The poems and articles of the king are also of the king.”
"This is the first time I heard of it." Little Liu Wei smiled and said, "Master Luo, you are really an omniscient knowledge of everything."