On the stage, a crisp and sweet Thai bell opened the prelude to the prelude. The crisp and melodious bell and the ancient mood played by traditional musical instruments formed a strong auditory impact. Combined with Jiang Yuhe's own experience, almost In an instant, everyone who hears this melody has realized the poignant pattern of the song.

Lin Fan raised the microphone and sang softly:

"The eaves are like cliffs

Wind chimes like the sea

I'll wait for Yan to return

Time is scheduled

Play an accident

You quietly walk away—"

The timeless melody and the poetic lyrics portray the artistic conception of hurried encounter and hurried departure so vividly.

There is no word in the lyrics to say goodbye or reluctance, but the faint sadness is filled between the lines, the light and simple melody carries a faint sadness.

This tragic melody of the era, set from the beginning, brought everyone into the picture of the old time.

At that time, love ended in tragedy. A parting is like eternity. Under the melody of the times, love seems to be just a reflection in the water, unable to grasp it, there is no reason, and there is no future.

"The story is outside the city

Thick fog can't disperse

Can't see the dialogue

You can't tell

The wind does not exist

I’m feeling—"

On the stage, Lin Fan sang an era. Under the stage, Jiang Yuhe had already stepped onto the lifting stage. Following Lin Fan’s rise in pitch, the lifting platform slowly rose, carrying Jiang Yuhe’s voice with nowhere to tell, nothing to say. The feeling of love was presented in front of everyone.

"Who wakes up from the dream on the windowsill

Open the ending

The future that is as thin as a cicada's wings can't stand anyone to tear it down—"

The lyrics are beautiful and pungent.

Young people such as Wang Lingli have not experienced that kind of difficult years, and they have no way of knowing the fate of small people in the fragmentation of the times, the helplessness and sorrow that are arranged at will.

But among the elderly audience, who has not had the experience that makes people sigh, who has not faced the parting that says goodbye but never sees again, and who has not the regret that is still hard to let go of?

However, Lin Fan did not indulge in this faint sadness, but as the end of his singing part, he directly gave the chorus part to Jiang Yuhe, who had just stood on the stage.

"I will send you away

a long distance away

You are silent black and white

Silent years

Maybe shouldn't

Love too far away—"

"Wow!"

As soon as Jiang Yuhe opened his voice, it was like a hazy cloud, suddenly torn apart by the sky, and the pure singing swept away the sadness created by the first half of the song!

The ethereal and beautiful voice seems to have broken through all the shackles, breaking through the life of the little people in the big era, and getting rid of the broken fate, even if you bear everything alone, you must fulfill your future!

Not only that, Jiang Yuhe seemed to have made his promise, and filled the lyrics with the surging emotions in his chest:

"I will send you away

Beyond the horizon

Are you still there

Where does the sound of the piano come from

Life or death is hard to guess

Waiting for a lifetime—"

Jiang Yuhe's clear and long voice is in sharp contrast with Lin Fan's hoarse singing, showing the struggle and helplessness under the background of the times. The melody woven by traditional Chinese musical instruments makes the whole song even more natural.

When Wang Lingli waited for the fans, he only felt that his scalp was numb, and a cool sensation penetrated his forehead from his ears. It sounded so refreshing, half sad, and half relieved.

But for the Jiang Yuhe fans like Mama Wang, it's really a mixed bag.

Back then, Jiang Yuhe and his fiancee had a lot of trouble. It's just that the Internet didn't even have a shadow at that time, and all news could only be learned from the newspapers.

Those unscrupulous media even criticized Jiang Yuhe as a foreigner, and many fans slammed Jiang Yuhe's foot.

During that time, Mother Wang didn't dare to think about how Jiang Yuhe got through it. But now when Jiang Yuhe sang "Waiting for a lifetime" with a smile, Mother Wang only felt that her eyes were a little hot.

His vision was also a little hazy.

Yes, no matter how difficult the time is, it has passed.

It’s just that, after all, some people often wake up in dreams. In that endless night, there is always the sound of rustling piano, the sound is like weeping, and it seems that the Yiren can still be seen in the trance.

In Jiang Yuhe's clear voice, there is also a section of Lin Fan's low-pitched rap, because there are no subtitles, ordinary audiences can't hear what they are singing.

However, Zhou Yue, who held the original lyrics given by Lin Fan in his hand, was able to clearly understand every sentence of the lyrics, and he was deeply moved: with such writing skills and lyricist ability, the Chinese music scene has not been available for 30 years before and after. People can reach it!

"Hear tears into the forest

Xun Pear White

Only a row of moss

The sky is beyond the mountain

Yuluohuatai

My temples are white

Hear the tears into the forest

There is only one row of moss to find pear white

The sky is beyond the mountain

Yuluohuatai

I am waiting for you-"

The perfect combination of Jiang Yuhezhu’s round and jade-run voice, Lin Fan’s melodious and melodious melody, and the lyrics of Zhuji written in brilliant pens and flowers, on the stage of the Chinese Spring Festival Gala, presented this classic song to audiences all over the country. "A Thousand Miles Away" with a strong national style.

In the background, Zhou Yang watched the ratings curve. After fixing the position at 30% for a minute, almost the moment Jiang Yuhe opened his voice, he started to jump up again!

31%!

32%!

33%!

…

Zhou Yang's heart was also agitated and clamored with the ratings numbers, until Lin Fan and Jiang Yuhe began to sing alternately!

The patchwork of singing, the collision of two different voices, low and clear, different styles but complement each other, the patchwork of singing mode, as if to give the ears an ultimate sound massage, every auditory nerve has been comforted!

Lin Fan: "I will send you away

Beyond the horizon

Are you still there

Where does the sound of the piano come from

Life or death is hard to guess

Spend a lifetime—"

Jiang Yuhe answered: "I will send you away

a long distance away

You are silent black and white

Silent years

Maybe shouldn't

Love too far away—"

Lin Fan: "I will send you away

Beyond the horizon

Are you still there

Where does the sound of the piano come from—"

Jiang Yuhe: "Life or death is hard to guess—"

In the end, the two sang in unison: "Take a lifetime to wait!"

35%!

36%!

"Boom!" Warm applause resounded through the entire studio!

Zhou Yang in the background also slapped his thigh fiercely: "It's done!"

The general audience screamed: "Listen well! What kind of fairy combination is this, how can two completely different singing methods be combined so beautifully!"

Professional music critics pointed to Jiangshan: "The RB style and the Bel Canto vocals are so bold to create contrasts and conflicts, but they don't appear abrupt. It's not a lot of people who can do this!"

And after a certain song crying in the background: "Lin Fan, can you think about me next time you cooperate? I'm not as shameless as Jiang Yuhe. UU reading www.uukanshu.com also grabs your chorus, you To work with me, you only need to give me a sentence or two of lyrics!"

There are also audiences who are watching the live broadcast, and the barrage that whizzes over the entire live broadcast scene, all expressing an attitude:

[Tiansheng Yuji Wang: Fanfan, please release the new song immediately now! 】

Lin Fan: Don't make trouble, what new song will be released for the New Year!

Go back and watch the replay for yourself!

New songs or something, I will release them when I remember.

Good boy, happy new year!

Ps: "A Thousand Miles Away", Jay Chou Fei Yuqing.

The lyrics look a lot of water, but it doesn't account for the number of words. Well, there is really no water. .