My girl group exploded

Chapter 1871
At this time, the singing of the four had just started, but the atmosphere had already reached its peak.

Almost everyone who listened to their singing could no longer restrain the resonance in their hearts, and unconsciously, they were already immersed in it.

In the mountain city, Wang Xingrui's parents still stayed in the village, enjoying the finals with the villagers.

If the first dance song lacked resonance for them, then the current song "Fireworks Are Cold" really moved them.

Maybe their cultural literacy is not high, and they don't even understand the meaning in the lyrics.

But this does not prevent them from appreciating and empathizing with the song, because Moonlight Maiden's performance has fully presented the whole story.

The audience was filled with emotions, and the cultural resonance rooted in their blood was flourishing and blooming at this moment.

"The four of them are very beautiful today, and they sing well."

Ye Kongjing sat in front of the TV, looked at the four people on the stage, and felt proud in her heart.

She is proud that her daughter is Su Yin.As a folk musician, Ye Kongjing very much hopes that one day, their traditional culture can go to the world, so that more and more people can pay attention to this ancient, still powerful country.

However, it is difficult to find the balance point, and it is difficult for foreigners to understand and like a strange culture.

Seeing the performance of Moonlight Girl, Ye Kongjing suddenly felt that all this was not difficult.

The four of them have shown everyone how to captivate audiences and keep them engaged.

At this moment, even those foreigners who do not understand Chinese at all can enter this artistic conception through the stage, melody, and their singing.

When he raised his head again, a mirage appeared behind the four of them.

Luo Chen was dumbfounded.

He originally thought that tonight's performance had reached its limit so far, and it was already amazing enough.

But he found that he still underestimated Zhou Yiyang.

He couldn't help turning his head, glanced at Zhou Yiyang beside him, and said softly:

"Brother Yang, how much did you spend on the stage this time?"

Zhou Yiyang folded his hands, raised his eyebrows, and looked at Luo Chen in confusion:

"What do you care about this? Is it possible that you plan to reimburse me? If so, I can answer for you."

"Aren't I curious!" Luo Chen pursed his lips.

He soon stopped caring about this issue, because he saw the prosperous age.

Although this is just a virtual scene, under the blessing of high technology, it looks like the real thing.

The four turned around, their sleeves fluttering in the wind... When they saw the ruined walls behind them, that lonely city suddenly became that:
Everyone was stunned when they repeatedly appeared in their dreams during the prosperous and prosperous times.

In a daze, they seemed to have returned to before the war. At the age of that girl, they were walking on the streets of Luoyang and met the man who made them fall in love at first sight.

It should be like this...

The four of them sighed, their voices raised a little unconsciously, and the whole atmosphere became heavier.

Because they know that this is just a dream, and those who passed by are impossible to come back:
[The rain is falling, the vegetation in the old hometown is deep
I heard that you are always alone
The mottled city gates are entrenched with old tree roots

What echoes on the slate is to wait

……

The sound of the shepherd's flute on the outskirts of the city fell on that wild village

Fate takes root is us]
Their singing is like weeping, and as a person who has experienced it and sings this story, the sad feeling in it cannot be empathized by others.

Papa Lin turned his head, as if he wanted to wipe away his tears.

It's so shameful that he even cried while listening to the song.

But he had to admit that these four people sang too perfectly.

They grasped the emotion of the whole song extremely precisely. Even though the pitch was high, it was not high-pitched, and it was more of a kind of helplessness and bewilderment.

At that moment, he almost thought that this was his daughter's real experience. She had been waiting for the person who couldn't come back.

But in the next second, Father Lin and Mother Lin stopped talking.

It can be said that their demented appearance with their eyes wide open and their mouths open without speaking is almost a microcosm of the expressions of audiences all over the world at this moment.

Because everyone is like this, everyone watched the scene on stage in amazement, at that moment, they all put their hands on their chests in unison.

Then they heard thump, thump, heartbeat.

It was exciting, shocking.

Ling Hu's eyes widened, he grabbed a hand almost subconsciously, and turned around to realize that it belonged to Luo Chen.

Fortunately, Luo Chen was also in shock at the moment, and didn't realize anything was wrong.

"Neon Clothes and Feather Clothes...Neon Clothes Dance..." He Lianbei muttered, with a surprised and moved expression on his face.

It can be said that on this stage tonight, even if there is not a single song but just dancing, it should be able to shock many people.

At this moment, many people stood up at home, staring at the screen intently, some couldn't believe what they saw.

In this dreamlike prosperous Luoyang, in this blissful world where cranes fly together and maple leaves dance, Yue Shao and the others finally turn around and walk towards the fantasy dream.

It's fake, so what?

It was an illusion, so what?

But the past promises and love still exist.

Today's lonely city is lonely, but in their hearts, there is still a corner of this prosperous world.

At that moment, they finally faded away the sadness in their eyes, but with a lonely expression, and with this fantasy dream as the background, they started their amazing neon dress dance.

The water sleeves are swinging wantonly, using this flourishing age as a curtain, to draw unforgettable moments one after another.

The skirt was rippling by the river, causing a splash of water, which made people dazzled.

Their graceful figures have already blended with the scene of the city.

Even the hardest-hearted people will be moved by seeing them, and understand why they can't let go, why they can't forget that prosperous age and that person.

If it were them, I'm afraid they would be waiting with a kind of fluke heart.

Tang Yue's parents hadn't thought about playing mahjong for a long time, and they were really proud of their daughter at this moment.

Tonight's performance, whether it is completeness, appreciation or artistry, has distanced itself from all previous performances.

This time, they have truly achieved both connotation and cultural output, and at the same time immersing people in it, suitable for all ages.

This is a performance that makes foreign audiences call it miraculous and shocking after watching it.

When the last dance ended, the four of them collapsed on the stage.

They raised their right hands, looked at the lonely moon after the illusion faded with their fingertips, and finally sang:
[Fate takes root is us
Jialan Temple listens to the sound of rain and looks forward to eternity]
(End of this chapter)