Can't hide

What frost on the temple

Dreaming back to the old days

In a dream

...

Jiang Xuanyu, dressed in black, stood quietly in the middle of the stage and sang softly.

The beauty of words, the beauty of music.

With an LED background that resembles a starry sky, it looks like a person in a painting from a distance, and a fairy in a cloud at close up.

Jiang Xuanyu itself has an ethereal spirit. Now the artistic conception of this song is infinitely suitable for his own temperament, making people, songs and stage almost integrated.

The audience below were all immersed in Jiang Xuanyu's singing.

Sitting in the lower area, Li Zi'an quietly listened to Jiang Xuanyu's "Tomb of the Stars". Even with his vision, he had to admit that this song could indeed be regarded as a masterpiece of ancient works.

In the five minutes of Jiang Xuanyu's singing, everyone felt that it was only a brief moment.

When the last note fell, Jiang Xuanyu showed a touch of satisfaction on his face, took a long breath, and then bowed deeply to the audience in the audience.

...

Median zone.

"Jiang Xuanyu is okay, he managed the pressure and performed quite well."

Cheng Ke, who was sitting on the sofa, praised slightly in amazement, and at the same time actively applauded.

"It's really good. Among the eight songs Jiang Xuanyu has participated in, this song is definitely above the level. I think this wave should be stable. It is a bit difficult for the replacement singer to win."

Dashan and Cheng Ke had similar views, and they agreed.

Both Zheng Yi and Chen Haisheng in the upper zone felt that Jiang Xuanyu played quite well, and both gave quite high evaluations.

...

After Jiang Xuanyu stepped down, the host Gao Yan stepped onto the stage again.

"The replacement singer who is going to appear next, the program group’s security measures are in place, even the host of me, only got the identity information of this replacement singer before going on stage. Let me first see who this person is."

As Gao Yan said, he waved the reminder card in his hand, and then slowly opened the reminder card with a sense of ritual.

"Oh..."

When Gao Yan saw the information on the reminder card, Gao Yan's eyes widened and his mouth could not help but open.

"Gao Yan's acting skills are a bit exaggerated!"

"Who is it, my curiosity has reached my throat!"

"Could it be that the program team invited an international first-line fill-in? Impossible!"

...

The singers in the middle and upper districts talked a lot.

"My audience friends, I can only say that you will be happy next time."

"Since his debut, this make-up singer has played more than 10 billion original music and has nearly 100 million fans worldwide. He is well-known at home and abroad. He is the perfect male **** in the eyes of countless girls and countless boys. The struggling idol in his mind, his film and television songs are in full bloom."

"Millions of fans sang for him, and once topped the hot topic on Weibo, Douyin, Station B and other social networks' hot search lists, and today he is here to fulfill his promise to fans."

"Next, let us with warm applause, please make up the singer this round and bring us his original song-"Chi Ling"!"

(Song: "Chi Ling" Chapter Version: Li Yugang)

Gao Yan spoke very fast, and when he was speaking on the screen, he could see that he was really a little excited.

The audience in front of the stage and the singers in the background were all confused by Gao Yan's announcement.

this person……

Is it so hanging? !

At the same time, their brains were spinning rapidly, searching for who this person was based on the information given by Gao Yan.

However, when everyone was guessing, the huge LED screen behind the stage slowly separated, and in the middle of the huge LED screen, a tall figure appeared behind the LED screen, the body was shrouded in white light, making people invisible at all. clear.

With the sound of music, the sounds of Pipa, Gu Xiao, and Shakuhachi were mixed together, and a sense of infinite depression and coldness was blown across the face.

desolate!

Grief!

Li Zian’s demo for Huang Che is just the most concise version, and the current version is the final version.

Under the dedicated production of Li Zian, who possesses teacher-level arranger skills, it was just a prelude, and the hearts of all present were trembling fiercely. The attention of the man under the lamp post was completely covered by the LED screen in an instant. Attracted.

...

Play a fold up and down sleeves

Singing joys and sorrows

Fan open and close the gongs and drums sound and silent

Who can say the outsider in the drama

...

A soft voice sounded, and at the same time, the figure under the beam of light walked out slowly.

He was dressed in a plain white han costume, and his long hair wearing a long hair cover was **** into a crown. He was in white clothes and black hair, and his clothes and hair were elegant, not tied or tied, and flowed slightly.

His face was white jade, his skin seemed to be shiny and flowing, his eyes flashed like glazed light, his right hand was holding a microphone and his left hand was behind his back.

The moment everyone saw Li Zi'an in their minds, they couldn't help but think of such a poem: Mo Shangren is like jade, the son is unparalleled!

"My god, it's Li Zian!"

"I'm not dreaming, the replacement singer turned out to be Li Zian!"

"Li Zi'an's appearance in the ancient style simply satisfies my imagination of all the noble sons in ancient times. He is too handsome!"

"Ancient song, after "Blue and White Porcelain", there is finally a new song!"

...

The audience in the audience instantly boiled at the moment they saw Li Zian.

The eyes of many girls turned red in an instant, and they obviously loved Li Zian’s iron fan. I was excited and thought that Li Zian appeared here in order to fulfill his promise to fans, excited and moved. , So they suddenly feel like they want to burst into tears.

And Li Zimu, who was sitting in the center of the front row of the audience, looked at the excited and uncontrollable girls next to her. Her small mouth under the mask was slightly pursed, but her beautiful peach eyes were slightly raised, her eyebrows curled up. Looking at the man on the stage is full of worship.

...

Used to blend happiness, anger, sorrow and happiness

How about the old words

I'm all my bones

Duckweed in troubled times bear with watching beacon fire burning mountains and rivers

I dare not forget about the country

Even if no one knows me

...

Li Zi'an did not say hello to the fans in the audience, but devoted himself to the song.

Because Li Zian believes that if there is a slight flaw in the interpretation of this song, it is a kind of blasphemy against this song.

Backstage.

The singers in the middle and upper districts looked at Li Zian on TV, all of them seemed to be petrified.

They were shocked not only by the program team that invited Li Zi'an over, but also by Li Zi'an's song.

I dare not forget to worry about the country!

Even if no one knows me!

In Li Zian's singing, they seemed to see a picture scroll with historical vicissitudes, slowly spreading towards them.

Even as the opponent Jiang Xuanyu, at this moment, he has forgotten what he won or lost. He was completely attracted by Li Zian's song, and he was full of expectations for the story contained in this song.

With two lyrics, the tune of the accompaniment gradually rose. When Li Zi'an sang "Nobody Knows Me", his whole momentum instantly changed.

He stepped forward slowly, and his left hand, which had been behind him, slowly lifted up.

Originally a slightly heavy face, the sword eyebrows were even more tightly locked at this moment.

...

People walking by

No old color

People on stage singing

Heartbreak farewell song

...

A full drama sounded like a shocking shock in everyone's ears!

moment……

Everyone, whether it is the audience in front of the stage, the singers in the backstage, or the staff in the studio, instantly covered with goose bumps.

The shock from the soul shocked everyone.

Everyone looked at the singing man on the stage, with shock and disbelief in their eyes.

"Oh my god, the perfect combination of pop and drama, can ancient songs be sung like this?!"

Chen Haisheng's eyes widened, and Li Zian's voice was so shocked that he bounced off the sofa.

"No one can sing the opera. Li Zian's opera is the standard Peking opera. It is pronounced with a fake voice, and the singing method is completely professional. Even a professional Peking opera performer wants to practice Li Zi'an’s ability just now cannot be sung at all for ten or eight years."

"This kid is... so amazing!"

Zheng Yi, who had always been lazy, sat up straight at the moment, with a shocking after rhyme on his face, with intoxication, and at the same time shook his head and softly responded to Chen Haisheng's emotion just now.

...

Love

She sings to make peace with blood

Play

The curtain falls

Who is the guest

...

When singing opera, Li Zian, who has teacher-level Peking opera skills, subconsciously brought in the feeling of Peking opera actors performing on stage, unreservedly venting the whole person’s emotions in singing, expressions and even Extremely subtle body movements.

If it is for a knowledgeable person, Li Zi'an will be a fan at this moment.

This kind of professional style is difficult for ordinary Peking opera actors to master. Only those who are truly famous and who have worked hard for more than a decade in this skill can have such a style in performance.

Choosing this song, Li Zian naturally knows the story behind this song. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

The story behind this song is an actor, and Li Zian now seems to have traveled through time and space, completely inheriting the emotions of the actor with the heart to sing.

Sigh!

Sigh that the mountains and rivers are broken!

Sigh the flames burning mountains and rivers!

...

"what……"

"I have seen the golden ling jade hall orbs cry early, Qinhuai water blooms early, who knows that it is easy to disappear."

"Seeing him getting up from the Zhu Building, seeing him banqueting guests, seeing his building collapse."

"This pile of green moss and green tiles, I once slept, and I will be full of it for fifty years."

"The building collapsed, the play is not over."

"Huihuo didn't dare to forget the country's worries, all the actors are ruthless, how can they know that the actors have the heart...!"

...

Between the first song and the second song, Li Zian's singing is completely Beijing accent.

The sound is desolate, like a cuckoo crying blood.

Especially when Li Zi'an sang the last sentence, everyone only felt that the whole person was shocked to the point of numbness.

Standing on the edge of the stage, Jiang Xuanyu has never left. Since the beginning of Li Zian's drama, he has been completely immersed in the story of Li Zian's song.

"All the actors are ruthless, how can you know that the actors have the heart...!"

The moment Li Zian remembered this harsh, **** voice, his whole body was shaken, and a drop of hot tears fell in his eyes.

He seemed to have seen the years when the mountains and rivers were broken and the flames were burning, a humble actor, with his blood and his life, contributed a little bit of strength to the country.

"This is the ancient style..."

"This is the real ancient style!"

"I have sung the ancient style for more than ten years, but I only sing the expression, and I don't understand the meaning. It's sad, sad, sad...!"