Rebirth: Uranus Superstar

Chapter 27 "The Glorious Years"

The stage lights were annihilated, several neon lights were intertwined, and only a few faint light sources were left in the entire auditorium.

The surroundings are dimmed, which makes people calm and listen more attentively.

Soon, when the music sounded.

The thousands of spectators at the scene opened their eyes wide, and every look contained a look of anticipation and excitement at this moment.

coming!

"The bell rings the signal to go home
in his life

as if a little sad
The meaning of black skin to him

is a lifetime dedication

In the fight of color..."

The clean and slightly hoarse voice, accompanied by a faint guitar sound, echoed in people's ears.

In the auditorium, when Robin and other black people heard these lyrics, they only felt their hearts agitated, and their eyes were fixed on the four band members on the stage.

"Bells", "Homecoming", "Dark Skin", "Dedication of a Lifetime", "Color Fight"...

Just two lines of lyrics have perfectly portrayed the great image in their minds.

Yes.

This really is a song dedicated to Antoine!
Suddenly, Robin couldn't restrain his emotions. He clasped his hands together and pressed his thick lips tightly. Under the excitement, he let two lines of hot tears roll down his face.

"Years and months turn possession into loss
Tired eyes with hope..."

The faint guitar sound suddenly became excited, and the sound of drums and piano mixed together, as if to pierce the darkness.

Suddenly, intertwined and flickering lights, like gorgeous flowers, bloomed at the same time.

This scene made Ge Qingqi, who had been concentrating on looking at the score, tremble in his heart and almost made a mistake.

When he came back to his senses, he was very pleasantly surprised.

Although there was no rehearsal, the dance beauty on the scene seemed to fit the song very well.

Whenever a critical node is reached, those lights will light up rapidly, which is extremely tacit.

At this moment, Ge Qingqi looked at all the audience, as if he suddenly found the meaning of life.

Her drumsticks were raised high and then dropped gently.

Every time the drumbeat falls, it seems to hit people's hearts.

At the same time, Wu Yu's bass also entered the scene along with the drumbeat.

He stood next to Han Sen, holding the bass in his hands, and kept bending over and bowing his head. One by one, chords jumped out of his hands, like dancing elves, and soon intertwined into a melody that everyone felt strange.

Everyone's eyes brightened.

The whole prelude is obviously so strange, and it has never been heard before.

But for some reason, in the ears of the audience, it feels so familiar...

People lost their minds.

But Zhong Juntao was not so easily distracted.

He looked at the sheet music in front of him, and just concentrated on playing it, without being affected by the noise from the outside world at all.

However, listening to Brother Sen's singing, Zhong Juntao's heart became more and more ethereal.

His mood is also getting fuller.

When playing the keyboard, he was extraordinarily devoted, and he was very comfortable.

He slowly raised his head and looked at Han Sen standing in the middle of the stage.

The eyes suddenly became moist.

Brother Sen...

changed!

Voice, though still the same voice.

but.

Whether it is the increased nasal sound or the stress placement of the words when singing, they are completely different from before!

So much change!
but!

Really like!
I like it!

This should be the original appearance of Brother Sen!

Zhong Juntao burst into tears.

He began to step on the dots frantically, typing on the keyboard while sight-reading, and his whole body began to move, which made people feel excited and excited.

At the moment, although there is no rehearsal.

But the four of them stepped on all the rhythms tacitly.

And at the very center of that stage.

Under this accompaniment, Han Sen hugged his guitar, strummed and sang:
"Today there are only remnants of the husk
Welcome to the glorious years
Hold tight to freedom in the wind and rain

A lifetime of struggle
Confidence can change the future

Ask who can do it..."

With the flick of Han Sen's fingers, moving music sounded.

Although the action is not intense, the sound of the piano is exceptionally high-pitched.

The lyrics are so delicate.

The two collided with each other and rubbed out huge sparks, which made the eyes of the audience shine, as if they saw a luminous body desperately walking out in the dark.

At this moment, the audience was all silent.

No one spoke, and many people were immersed in the singing.

And in the background, some industry insiders in the guest seats, and the three judges.

In this burst of singing and accompaniment, everyone's face showed shock.

"A work of the gods!" Someone exclaimed.

Obviously, everyone in the industry could tell that this song, as Han Sen said, was written for South African racial freedom fighter Antoine.

A few lines of lyrics perfectly describe Antoine's many contributions to the racial struggle movement.

The melody is even more upbeat and unyielding.

Coupled with the performance of this rock style, it makes people feel more excited.

Almost after Han Sen sang the first line, everyone's souls were substituted into the rhythm of the song, and they were deeply attracted.

Director Xu Zongze couldn't calm down for a long time.

His eyes were full of surprise.

"Congratulations!" Assistant Director Xie Fengxiang said suddenly.

Xu Zongze narrowed his eyes and said, "Congratulations!"

The two looked at each other and suddenly laughed.

They knew that when the show was broadcast, the whole Xiangjiang and the Greater Bay Area would pay attention to this song.

It can even break through the Cantonese style and shine on the mainland and on the international stage.

Because this song is too in line with fashion trends.

Time!Good location!Renhe!

Maybe it will break the circle!

The judges Wu Menglang and Luo An could no longer sit calmly in their chairs.

Half of their bodies had left their chairs, their upper bodies were leaning forward, and they were staring at the Jinghong Band on the stage without blinking.

Especially Han Sen!
It looked like there was still a hint of youthful face.

At this moment, there was a ray of divine brilliance.

The judges were deeply shocked.

Listen to this song.

Wu Menglang clenched his fists tightly, feeling the pores all over his body open instantly, and kept shouting in his heart!
genius!

Genius!
To be able to write such a song is definitely an inexhaustible genius!

Just listening to this prelude, Wu Menglang's heart was agitated, and his expectations were raised to the extreme.

After a short chorus, Wu Menglang felt even more unbearably comfortable. He raised his right hand and waved it gently following the melody.

This melody is not only beautiful, but also majestic and majestic.

In addition, Han Sen's voice, singing, breath, skills, etc. are also indisputably perfect.

Plus the meaning of the song itself.

Wu Menglang knew that Han Sen's future might be serious!

He finally confirmed his vision again.

In the last performance of "Years of Friendship", he knew that this was a good seed, so even if he broke the rules, he was willing to support Han Sen and form a good relationship.

And now, he knows better.

This Han Sen is not only a good seedling, but also a piece of beautiful jade!
The future will eventually belong to such singers!
While Wu Menglang was pondering carefully.

That hoarse, deep but powerful singing voice sounded again——

"Whether it is possible to disregard the boundaries of skin color
愿 这 土地 里

不 分 你 高 低
The beauty of colorful colors

是 因 它 没有

Separate each color..."

After being moved by the excellence of the song itself.

At this moment, Wu Menglang felt a tremor in his heart when he felt Han Sen's singing skills and voice.

He subconsciously exchanged glances with the judge next to him, Roan, and they both saw the horror in their eyes.

Then he turned around immediately and stared at Han Sen who was concentrating on singing.

They pay attention and savor carefully.

Gradually admire.

At the same time, there are many doubts in my heart: "Is this really a newcomer who just debuted?"

As Han Sen's singing continued.

The eyes of the judges and even the representatives of all the brokerage companies in the guest seat began to become brighter and brighter.

In the end, everyone's eyes were filled with unconcealable surprise.

Although this singing method has a strong nasal sound, it is not offensive.

On the contrary, it makes people feel that such a song should be matched with such a nasal sound.

And it doesn't feel muddy, just feels exceptionally clean.

At the same time, this deep singing voice is also full of power.

Even in the bass zone, it gives people a sense of incomparably majestic anticipation.

It seems to see a volcano, amidst the roar, is about to erupt.

And every accent in the singing falls on the drum accurately, making people's hearts tighten and beat with each accent.

"Surprise, this is the real surprise!"

"This Han Sen, the change is too great!"

"The changes from the last game are enough, this time, it's completely reborn!"

"This is Han Sen's real singing skills?"

"Compared to before, this voice is now full of magnetic characteristics, and people can't help being attracted. Even if he doesn't sing, just standing there and talking in a low voice can attract my attention!"

"When he sings, his focus is different from that of ordinary people."

"This nasal sound makes my heart itch. Originally, my voice was a little hoarse, but now with this nasal sound, it can evolve into such a surprising effect."

"This singing voice is so natural, it doesn't look like singing skills that have been practiced on the battlefield, it is innate!"

"That's not the point. The point is that this guy's creative strength is so terrifying! Such a song, even those famous artists, won't be able to write it in a while!"

All the brokerage company representatives in the guest seat were excited.

Looking at Han Sen, it was as if he saw an uncut jade.

At this moment, Fang Qiwen felt her scalp tingling.

She looked around and found that many brokerage company representatives were looking at Han Sen with bloody greed, as if they wanted to swallow Han Sen in one gulp.

Fang Qiwen's breathing was short, and she felt a crisis in an instant.

Bet?

Go fucking bet!

This Han Sen!
Maybe before reaching the finals, someone will poach her!
Fang Qiwen felt that something was about to be stolen from her heart.

She glanced at Han Sen who was singing on the stage, no longer hesitated, stood up immediately, and walked quickly to the outside.

She wants to apply to the headquarters for permission!

for sure!
Be sure to keep Han Sen!

Even if it costs some huge price, keep it!
Otherwise, she felt that she would really regret it!

Really!

I regret it more than when I missed the actor Meng Shouchang last time! !
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