Chapter 212 'Blue and White Porcelain', a beautiful stage!
The sky above Qingshan Stadium.
The singing of fifty thousand people resounded through the sky.
"Nothing can stop it."
"Your yearning for freedom."
"A career of unrestrained imagination."
"Your heart is free from worries."
Zhou Yun looks ordinary. Today he is wearing an ordinary white shirt and a pair of blue jeans, holding an acoustic guitar on his chest.
If he were put on the street, he might not turn heads as much as the guitar on his chest dressed like this.
But now, fifty thousand people in the audience were singing his song in unison.
Finally got through it!
This is his only thought at the moment.
Tears filled his eyes when he heard the chorus again.
All the contempt and arrogance I had experienced before were all gone at this moment.
Compared with this moment, what are those things?
The singing continues.
"Through the dark ages."
"I also felt hesitant."
"The moment you lower your head."
"Only then did I realize the path under my feet."
Auditorium media area.
A group of media reporters were stunned as they listened to the chorus singing around them.
Pang Wei is one of many media reporters. At this moment, he is confused.
Isn't this the concert of Zhou Ziwu and his wife?
Aren't you fans of both of them?
Did I come to the wrong place or did you buy the wrong tickets?
Forget about the young couple’s songs, how come you can also sing a chorus to the guest’s songs!?
There was great confusion in Pang Wei's head, but no one could give him an answer, because at this moment, the fans around him were all in a state of frenzy.
Zhou Yun on the stage is still singing.
"It blooms and never fades."
"Blue lotus!!"
Pang Wei suddenly heard a loud roar in his ears.
The ones who were yelling were not ordinary viewers, but colleagues in the media area.
After the interlude guitar sound.
"Through the dark ages!"
There was another chorus from the peers.
“I also felt hesitant!”
This time it was Pang Wei's own voice.
Do you think you are the only ones who can sing?
…
At the end of the song, Zhou Yun shed tears on the stage.
After returning to the backstage and saying hello to the boss's wife and several senior singers, he left Qingshan Stadium directly and prepared to go back to continue making announcements.
After today, he has a new goal in mind, to hold his own concert!
After Zhou Yun stepped off the stage, all the lights on the stage were turned off.
By this time, it was completely dark.
As the stage lights were turned off, the entire stadium fell into darkness and there was no sound on the stage.
After a while, the audience began to whisper.
They couldn't see anything clearly, they could only vaguely see the figures on the stage, who seemed to be setting up a scene.
A few minutes later, just as the audience was getting impatient, a stream of guzheng sound flowed from the stage to the auditorium.
It was also at this moment that the lights in the entire venue lit up.
A woman wearing a plain white flowing fairy dress with wide sleeves was sitting on the right side of the stage, stroking the guzheng in front of her, and the watery guzheng sound came from her hands.
And she was also a national team player that Zhou Wenshan hired from a professional academy after spending a lot of money and contacting her several times.
Behind her is a small Jiangnan town created through large screens, stage lights and shadows, and virtual reality technology.
In the sky, blue mist and rain from the south of the Yangtze River fell.
In the distance, there is a small town with white walls and blue tiles.
Even closer, there is a sparkling river.
Above the creek is a white "stone" arch bridge. It was obvious that the staff had just built it.
On both sides of the stone bridge, pedestrians wearing various plain-colored ancient costumes walked among them.
This scene is so picturesque!
"The plain embryo outlines the blue and white brush strokes, which turn from thick to light."
The song appeared, but no one saw it.
The audience was feeling strange when the big screen in the center of the stage suddenly split into two.
A boatman holding a long bamboo pole stood at the stern of a gray-white wooden cruise ship. At the bow, Zhou Ziwu, wearing a blue and white blue and white suit, stood on it.
Two people in one boat, just like this, "break out of the painting".
"The peonies depicted on the bottle are just like your first makeup."
"The scent of sandalwood comes through the window and I understand my thoughts."
"The pen is half written on the rice paper."
The bow of the boat broke through the water, and the boat crossed the arch bridge, carrying Zhou Ziwu to the people.
The audience in the audience had forgotten to scream at this moment, and just stared blankly at the misty town on the stage with their mouths wide open.
This water, this boat, this scenery, this stage, this design.
I'm fucked!
What is this!
So awesome!
Is this really the kind of program I can see at a concert?
So awesome!
This quality is more than enough to attend the Spring Festival Gala!
At this moment, many viewers felt that this song alone was worth the price of admission.
It should be said that it is simply worth it!
No, I should have no regrets in this life!
If Zhou Ziwu knew what the people in the audience were thinking, he would definitely say disdainfully: Look at how you have never seen the world.
He completely forgot that he was equally stunned when he saw this design for the first time.
As for the reporters in the media area who have seen the world, their mouths are not much smaller than those of the audience at this moment.
However, they are professionally trained after all.
After coming back to his senses, he hurriedly raised various guns and cannons, recorded videos, and took photos.
I will have something to write when I get back tonight.
Backstage.
Shi Yuefang, Qin and Tan Miao looked away from the TV screen showing the scene. Then you looked at me and I looked at you, looking at each other in silence.
"Isn't he going to be prepared for this week Ziwu?"
Tan Miao was the first to speak, his words full of disbelief.
This investment is too big!
During the rehearsal, it was dawn and he didn't feel anything. Now that he saw the official version, he was really shocked.
It's just a concert, is that really that important?
Shi Yue and Fang Qin did not answer him, but shook their heads with sighs.
Everything about this performance on stage was perfect, except that Zhou Ziwu, who was wearing a suit, seemed a little out of place with the ancient town behind him?
"The sky is blue waiting for misty rain, and I am waiting for you."
"The smoke from the kitchen is rising thousands of miles across the river."
"The Han official script written on the bottom of the bottle imitates the elegance of the previous dynasty."
"Just think of it as foreshadowing my meeting with you."
Zhou Ziwu stepped off the bow of the ship and walked onto the stone bridge.
A girl in ancient costume with beautiful hair, a golden bow on her head, and a bright red chest-length skirt walked onto the stone bridge from the other end.
In this misty world dominated by blue and white, the girl in red is so different.
Those with sharp eyes can see that the girl in red is none other than Chu Qingqiu.
"The sky is blue waiting for misty rain, and I am waiting for you."
"The moonlight was salvaged and the ending fainted."
"Like the blue and white porcelain passed down from generation to generation, it is beautiful by itself."
"You have a smile in your eyes."
At the top of the stone bridge, two people passed by each other. One was an ancient girl in a red undershirt, and the other was a modern young man in a blue and white suit. The two looked at each other, with smiles in each other's eyes.
"The white and blue koi fish leapt at the bottom of the bowl."
"When I copied the inscription in Song style, I was thinking of you..."
Zhou Ziwu walked off the stone bridge and boarded the boat again.
From the bow to the stern of the ship, when he walked out of the cabin again, the suit he was wearing had turned into a blue, white and blue flower gown.
Now, he no longer looks out of place in this ancient town.
After getting off the boat, he walked onto the stone bridge again, but this time there was no trace of the girl in red.
"The sky is blue waiting for misty rain, and I am waiting for you."
"The moonlight was salvaged and the ending fainted."
"Like the blue and white porcelain passed down from generation to generation, it is beautiful by itself."
"You have a smile in your eyes~"
The song "Blue and White Porcelain" ends amidst the sound of the guzheng like water.