When Chen Ling heard the title of Jiang Yuanbao's song, her heart skipped a beat.
What Sun Tao was most worried about did indeed happen.
Judging from the large number of spectators gathered at the scene, Jiang Yuan’s new song is definitely unstoppable.
Zhou Jie was also a little surprised. She didn't expect Jiang Yuan to sing a new song at his flower stall.
After announcing the song title, Jiang Yuan lowered his head and strummed the guitar and began to play the intro.
The song "Xiaochou" is Mao Buyi's masterpiece. The first stage of the song is also known as one of the god-level scenes of the talent show.
It was such a song that made Mao Buyi famous quickly. After the song was broadcast on stage, it immediately attracted a lot of attention.
It racked up tens of millions of plays in one day, and after the song was released online, it also topped the charts.
This was one of the songs he found through the treasure chest. On the way to Jindu, Jiang Yuan had already asked Zhang Qing to register the copyright for him.
Singing this song here now is like emptying the streets.
But Jiang Yuan had a strong urge to sing this song at this moment, so he sang it. It was very simple.
Compared with the original version of the song, the intro now only has a guitar accompaniment, which makes it a little thinner.
But when the buff of Jiang Yuan's Fingerstyle King is activated, the simple chords have a kind of seductive magic that makes people feel very high-quality when listening to them.
Unfortunately, this buff can only be used when playing but not singing, but when Jiang Yuan started singing, everyone's attention was also focused on the singing, so it didn't matter much.
Jiang Yuan started singing while playing.
"When you walk into the happy place, you carry all your dreams and fantasies on your back."
"With all the different makeup on your face, no one will remember what you look like."
Jiang Yuan sang, projecting his own emotions into the song.
Although I came to the parallel world and became an artist, I started a different life.
But before time travel, Jiang Yuan was just an ordinary social worker, so he still felt very emotional about this song and felt very immersive when he sang it.
Zhou Jie was not far from Jiang Yuan, and before she even heard a few lines, she felt like she was being struck by the song.
After just two sentences, my nose started to feel sore.
There were already a lot of people around, including passers-by who had recognized Jiang Yuan and been following him for the photo shoot, as well as some ordinary passers-by and some stall owners.
Even the brightly lit tavern behind him fell silent, with only the sounds of Jiang Yuan and the guitar echoing through the speakers.
"After three rounds of drinking, you were in the corner, stubbornly singing a bitter song."
"Listen to him being drowned in the noise, pick up your glass and say to yourself"
Jiang Yuan sang, his voice full of narrative, interpreting the lyrics like telling a story.
Listening to Jiang Yuan's singing, Zhou Jie has completely immersed herself in her own story and fallen into memories.
It is no exaggeration to say that every lyric directly touches the depths of her soul.
The photographer set up a camera to take pictures. The incident happened suddenly, so he could only try his best to record Jiang Yuan's whim stage.
Chen Ling was a little dazed listening to Jiang Yuan's singing. This was the first time she heard Jiang Yuan sing a song of this style.
After being stunned, I felt that this song was very suitable for the theme of this issue.
Coming to the climax of the song, Jiang Yuan sang along with the sound of the guitar.
"One cup to the morning sun, one cup to the moonlight"
"Awakening my longing, softening the cold window, so I can fly against the wind without looking back."
"Don't be afraid of rain in your heart and frost in your eyes."
Two glasses of wine, neatly rhymed lyrics, a tribute to my youth.
This section alone made Zhou Jie unable to hold back any longer. It was hard to imagine that one day she would burst into tears without even finishing a song.
But live, the power of songs can sometimes hit people's hearts so directly.
The audience at the scene was already immersed in Jiang Yuan's singing.
Chen Ling took a look at the reactions of the audience, and they all had different reactions.
In this nightclub, some people had wiped away tears, and some seemed to be brought back memories by the singing.
This made Chen Ling feel that it was even more appropriate for Jiang Yuan to sing this song at this moment than for the official performance.
Only two glasses of wine were toasted, and everyone obviously didn't realize the seriousness of the matter.
“One cup to my hometown, one cup to my hometown”
"Guard my kindness and urge me to grow"
"So the road from north to south is no longer long, and the soul is no longer nowhere to rest."
After two more glasses of wine, the uncle who had just explained Zhou Jie's situation to Jiang Yuan was also wiping tears.
He wanted Jiang Yuan to help Zhou Jie, but he didn't expect it to unfold like this.
He didn't know much about the song, and he couldn't tell me anything about it. He only knew that this word pierced his heart.
When it came to the interlude of the song, Jiang Yuan played the guitar and whistled to make the interlude less monotonous.
While Jiang Yuan was playing the interlude, the door and small window of the tavern behind him opened.
The tavern was no longer noisy, everyone was listening to Jiang Yuan's singing.
After listening to Jiang Yuan toast four glasses of wine, the wine in the glass became more enjoyable.
"A glass to tomorrow, a glass to the past"
"Support my body and thicken my shoulders"
"Although I never believe in the saying that mountains are high and rivers are long, life is short, so why should we dwell on it?"
After two more glasses of wine, Jiang Yuan's mood gradually became heavier.
There was a big brother in the tavern behind him. After hearing these two sentences, he was very excited. He almost wanted to stand up and cheer loudly, but he was afraid of disturbing Jiang Yuan, so he sat down again and drank the wine in his hand.
During the singing process, Jiang Yuan's emotions continued to increase, and by the last two glasses of wine, his emotions reached their peak.
"One cup for freedom, one cup for death"
"Forgive me for being ordinary and dispel my confusion."
"Well, I always leave in a hurry after dawn."
"Sober people are the most ridiculous..."
Eight glasses of wine to relieve sorrow, and a toast to life.
Life is like this glass of wine, from youth to old age, one drink is less than one, and the careful tasting makes people endless aftertaste.
Jiang Yuan repeated the last two sentences softly, stopped playing the guitar, and ended the singing.
At this time, Zhou Jie was already in tears.
The audience at the scene was more or less touched by the song.
The elder brother sitting behind him in the tavern finally stood up from his seat and shouted loudly, "Good singing!"
After shouting, he picked up the wine in his hand and drank another glass.
Originally, Jiang Yuan was still immersed in the aftertaste of the song, but when the big brother behind him shouted, he suddenly sobered up a lot.
The audience at the scene also began to applaud one after another. The number of audience members was smaller than that of some of Jiang Yuan's previous performances, but the applause was no less enthusiastic.
"Perhaps everyone has bad times in their lives. I hope that everyone can stick to their ideals and continue to persevere when they are in trouble." Jiang Yuan said into the microphone.
After he finished speaking, the audience burst into applause again.
In order to avoid causing further sensation at the scene and causing more people to gather, Jiang Yuan said goodbye to Zhou Jie, and then quickly left the scene with Chen Ling and the photographer.
