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Chapter 594 The Unconstrained School and the Graceful School

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    "The old place is like revisiting

    The full moon is more lonely

    The candlelight that wakes me up in the middle of the night can't bear to criticize me

    "

    The singing is flowing.

    The melody lingers.

    Tasting this song carefully, Li Yang's heart suddenly jumped inexplicably, only feeling that something was being quietly melted.

    He subconsciously looked around.

    Wherever they looked, everyone's expressions began to change.

    The scene gathered the elite musicians from the whole city, all of whom are ace composers, and their ears are so vicious, it is natural to hear some extraordinary things about this song.

    The singing in my ears is still going on:

    "A pot of drifting

    ? Wandering around the world is difficult to enter the throat

    After you leave

    Wine Warms Memories Miss Thin

    The water flows eastward

    how to steal time

    A flower matures once it blooms

    I missed it.  "

    If we say that Yang Zhongming's "Blue Star" is heroic and grand, with the realm of "great joy must be easy"

    The song of Xianyu is exquisite and graceful, and it is a slowly unfolding "carving dragon and painting phoenix".

    Bold and unrestrained.

    For gracefulness.

    The faint sadness and helplessness belonging to "Dongfeng" are the feelings of a teenager's first love.

    In the retro style of music, the soul of the modern piano is mixed, but there is no contradiction at all.

    Everything seems so harmonious.

    In mourning.

    Daydream happens.

    It's like a person swimming on a lake.

    What you can see by boating is the charming green hills, the rippling lake waves, and the passing of time.

    This feeling and this scene are full of ancient charm, as if they were made by nature.

    The shock gradually rose.

    Between the natural jumping feeling of the classical minor.

    The pipa rolls like jade beads;

    Dancing in the Erhu years;

    The occasional harp is graceful.

    And when the melody of the chorus resounded, the atmosphere in the hall seemed to undergo an inexplicable change, and everyone's heartstrings were suddenly stirred:

    "Who is playing a piece of Dongfeng Po on the pipa

    The years are peeling off on the wall, I saw when I was a child

    ? I still remember that year when we were still very young

    But now the sound of the piano is faint

    You haven't heard of my waiting"

    Li Yang's mouth gradually opened wide.

    And Li Yang's left side.

    The ace composer who talked about the exquisite composition of "Blue Star" before, his eyes were staring like ping pong balls.

    Li Yang's right side.

    The ace composer who said "Yang Zhongming is sure to win" has a constipated expression, like a certain tutor listening to the live singing of XX Good Voice.

    Yan Yishen restored.

    In fact, the singing voice is not strong.

    The singing of this chorus is as light as sake sipped before a meal, only slightly drunk.

    but¡­¡­

    When everyone was unprepared, that drunkenness seemed to surge into their hearts in an instant, stronger than the stamina of spirits.

    Everyone is drunk.

    Drunk in the fence of the small courtyard.

    At this time, the solitary lamp had been burned out, and in the dim night, the wandering traveler, after drinking the wine made from wandering, slowly sang a lingering memory of his childhood.

    "Who is playing a piece of Dongfeng Po on the pipa

    I can see through the maple leaf coloring the ending of the story

    I will lead you along the ancient road beyond the fence

    ? The Years of Desolation and Grass

    Even breaking up is very silent

    "

    The drunkenness fades away.

    At this moment, everyone was clearly in a modern grand hall, but everyone felt that they vaguely saw an antique era, gradually blurring the outline in thousands of years.

    There are no crackling drumbeats.

    There is no interlude of burning.

    There is no need for a gorgeous voice.

    This is a well-told story.

    ? When the second chorus ended, there was only music left in the rest of the tune, but it seemed that there was no need for narration and repetition, and everyone still understood the expression of the song.

    The end of the song seems to be the time for everyone to wake up from their dreams.

    Suddenly there is a kind of regret

    Everyone seemed to be in silence, feeling lost.

    The helplessness of that age is neither thick nor light, and I don¡¯t want to think about it.?, will not forget.

    All the beauty, annihilated in the antique years;

    For all the sorrow, there is only one plausible question left:

    "Who is playing Dong Feng Po on the pipa?"

    So the silent people became even more silent, accompanied by a soft sigh from someone who didn't know when.

    The silence was finally broken again.

    Li Yang said with some difficulty: "I have never been so hopeless when I debuted, and I suddenly realized that I will never be Qu's father in my life"

    Everyone smiled wryly.

    Isn't Li Yang's emotion the voice of other people?

    This night, Yang Zhongming and Xian Yu broke the hearts of too many composers and made the little pride hidden in everyone's hearts worthless.

    ?Because the ace composers here all understand:

    Whether it is "Blue Star".

    Or "East Wind Breaks".

    It's all songs they can't write.

    A song that I can never write in my life.

    This song "Dongfeng Po" is an ancient song, but from a comprehensive perspective

    Is it still an ancient song?

    "If this song is still a so-called ancient style song, then when "Dongfeng Po" comes out, other ancient style songs seem to be nothing more than that."

    "Piano, pipa, erhu, guzheng, harp or dulcimer?"

    "It's a harp."

    "Even if it's part of the lyrics, this poem is more modern than "I hope people will last forever", but it can't be said to be unsophisticated."

    "The lyrics don't deliberately say longing and sadness, but when the music sounds, you will have this feeling. Even if you don't read the lyrics or listen to the singing, it is very appropriate to describe it as sad but not sad."

    "Ancient Fu, ancient culture, ancient melody, new singing, new arrangement, new concept."

    "No matter the artistic conception, melody or style, it is the best choice. This is a masterpiece that combines ancient and modern music almost perfectly."

    "It's a kind of"

    "New style"

    "Perhaps it is not an exaggeration to call him the masterpiece of Gufeng music. The ceiling of Gufeng has been lifted by his song to a place that many qu fathers can't touch."

    ""

    Everyone was discussing.

    ? No clamoring, absolutely no foaming.

    But in the seemingly calm tone, there is actually a deeper level of shock!

    This kind of shock, when everyone continued to listen to other Qu Daddy's works, they did not feel it again.

    So

    After going through the songs on the season list, someone said, "Who do you think will win this time, Yang Zhongming or Xianyu?"

    Li Yang pointed to the ceiling with his finger: "God knows."

    Someone suggested: "Try to vote?"

    Everyone nodded.

    "I support Xianyu's raising of scissors, and Yang Zhongming's raising of his fist."

    Swish Swish Swish.

    Everyone raised their hands.

    Li Yang took a rough look, and couldn't tell the voting situation of the thirty people for a while, there were a lot of scissors and rocks¡ª¡ª

    This is not the most excessive.

    The most exaggerated thing is that Li Yang clearly saw seven or eight people, and their gestures were changing back and forth between scissors and rocks.

    Repeatedly jump horizontally.

    "Can you stop changing it?" Li Yang scratched his head.

    "It's not that I want to change."

    The ace composer seemed a little distressed: "When Papa Yang's song sounds in my mind, my brain will tell me that Yang Zhongming will win this wave, but when "Dongfeng Po" sounds in my brain, my brain will tell me again."  Tell me, Xianyu has won three consecutive championships."

    "you¡­¡­"

    Li Yang wanted to complain, but stopped when he reached the point of his mouth.

    Because everyone is nodding.

    Li Yang suddenly remembered Zheng Jing, who he followed in his tribe, and posted a picture a few days ago

    It wasn't until this moment that Li Yang understood the meaning of the picture.

    Xianyu is Monkey King.

    ? Yang Zhongming is Erlang God.

    In this game, if you don't play for thirty days, maybe you won't be able to tell the winner.

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