From teaching to superstar

Chapter 58 "Love Song in the Snow Region"

When Ma Yifan finished singing, Hu Yang couldn't help but applaud him. He sang really well. He can also sing this kind of song, but it is too exhausting for his voice.

Soon, Ma Yifan's score came out, a high score of 885 points.

It's already pretty good.

Even he himself was excited and kept thanking him when he saw such a high score.

Today's state this time has been considered extraordinary.

What's not to like?

He even couldn't help but wonder if he could cut Populus euphratica under the horse.

Of course, Ma Yifan also knew that this was unlikely, unless Hu Yang made a big mistake.

Previously, Wang Yi's "Invisible Wings" won the entry ticket to enter the preliminary round, and now it has entered the top ten of the new song list.

One can imagine how powerful Populus euphratica will be.

"The challenger Ma Yifan has finished singing, and now it's Teacher Hu." He Yuping said with a smile.

"Teacher Hu, are you ready?" Liu Yaqi asked.

Hu Yang nodded slightly.

The appearance of Populus euphratica was projected on the big screen.

The sunlight shone on his side face, as if shrouded in a hazy and mysterious veil.

At the same time, several large characters "Love Song in the Snow Region" appeared on the screen.

Turn on the accompaniment on the phone, and the Sanskrit singing sounded in everyone's ears.

Hu Yang closed his eyes.

【Blue sky】

【How many white clouds are there】

【Hidden in the clouds】

【How many teardrops do I have】

A sense of helplessness, and a touch of sadness are naturally revealed.
【I would like to turn into】

【Turn into a small river】

【Slowly flowing into you】

【warm heart】

Love, sometimes doesn't have to be vigorous, everyone knows it.

On the contrary, ordinaryness and companionship are the true meaning of love.

I am willing to turn into a small river and flow into your heart.

I nourish you, and you accompany me, simple and happy.
Companionship is the longest confession of love.
[on a high snow mountain]

【How many flowers does Gesang have】

【Your beautiful smile】

【Reflected in Namtso】

You took me to the snow-covered plateau, your laughter and your happiness floated on the snow-capped mountains, turning into blossoming Gesang flowers (Tibetan, good time)
The beautiful face of the past, because of your kindness has long been imprinted in Tianhu.

But it will always stay in this snowy plateau
【I would like to turn into】

【Turned into a wisp of cooking smoke】

【And you let me】

【Floating to the desert alone】

I chose you, I chose to live an ordinary and happy life with you, instead of walking in a life between gongs and gongs.
Because of love, I came to this barren land with you.

Just because I want to be with you forever, look at your smile, and think about your beauty.
Why
Why are you so cruel, leaving me alone and leaving.
Let me live in this boundless desert from now on.

But I will never let you go. I live alone in the desert where there is no more love.

【Ah, love song on the plateau】

【Why the more I sing, the more lonely I get】

【I stand in the beautiful Potala】

【My heart is still lost】

Singing can't recall your departure, nor can I find your shadow.

How much I miss you coming back amidst the calls day and night.

However, I found that the more I sang, the more lonely I became, and the more I sang, the more lonely I became.
The beautiful Potala behind me, the sound of Sanskrit singing, and the sound of the prayer wheel can't make me forget the loss in my heart
【Love Song on the Plateau】

【Why the more I sing, the more sad I get】

【And I'm like a snow lotus in the wind】

【Blown off by you cruelly】

No matter how sad the singing is, it cannot express the sadness in my heart.
The old oath of eternal love is still in my ears
There are no mausoleums in the mountains, the rivers are exhausted, the thunder in winter shakes, the rain and snow in summer, the heaven and the earth are united, so I dare to say goodbye to you!
But why don't you keep your word?

There are complaints in the singing, complaining about her cruelty, complaining about why she broke her oath.

But it is more about missing and caring.
Rumor has it that time is the best healer, but don't forget it.

Time can also make the miss more mellow.

Finally, the host also woke up from Populus euphratica's singing.

They had never heard Populus euphratica sing with their own ears before, and they didn't have that immersive feeling.

But this time, it seemed that he was brought into his world by Populus euphratica's singing.

A boy misses a girl
Sorrow and complaint, just because the love is too deep and too ruthless.
The marriage that Buddha had been begging for thousands of years fell in the snowstorm and lost
No one can bear that kind of heart-wrenching pain.

"Teacher Hu has finished singing, please rate the judges." Liu Yaqi said with red eyes and a choked voice.

With her rich hosting experience, such a situation should not have arisen.

But she couldn't help it.

She was too envious of Song Wenxian.

Don't women just want to find a man who will be good to them all their lives?

Regardless of the changes of the sun and the moon, and the cycle of seasons, I love myself as I did at the beginning.

Under Liu Yaqi's reminder, a hundred judges began to score.

After Ma Yifan heard Hu Yang's singing, he no longer expected to win him.

His songs are still as good as ever, so affectionate and devoted.

Songs with emotions are much stronger than my heart-piercing shouts.

Because the real missing and caring are never shouted out, but brewed in the plain.

But Ma Yifan is not without benefits, even his fans know that Hu Yang can sing better than him.

There are many gifts.

But compared with Populus euphratica, it really pales in comparison.

After the score came out, Hu Yang also cleared up his emotions.

953 points!
Seeing this score, Hu Yang's expression did not fluctuate much.

The level of the score does not necessarily represent his level.

"Congratulations to Mr. Hu for achieving a high score of 953 points, successfully defeating the challenger Ma Yifan, and securing the first place in the "Hua Guo Xin Singing" finalist competition." He Yuping congratulated with a smile.

"Thank you!" Whether you feel about the score or not.

There should be some courtesy.

The portraits of Populus euphratica and the remaining two challengers appeared on the big screen again.

"Thank you Mr. Hu for bringing us such a beautiful and touching singing voice. Let us once again express our gratitude to him with warm applause." Liu Yaqi applauded.

Then it's the other players' turn to challenge.

Hu Yang chatted with his friends in the live broadcast room while listening to the songs of other contestants.

Suddenly, fifty treasure maps appeared on the phone screen.

It seems that if Hu Yang donated all the money from the third round of the audition live broadcast, he would reward another 50 "low-key local tyrants".

"Friend, don't waste this money." Hu Yang shook his head and said.

If it's a small amount, Hu Yang won't care.

If they sing by themselves, they will give a reward if they think it sounds good, it's no big deal.

But that's too much.

"Hu Yang, can I ask you something?" The low-key local tyrant's voice was a little tired.

"You said."

The vast majority of people are unwilling to ask for help until the end of the world.

"My wife is going to be on the operating table tomorrow. The doctor said that even if the operation goes well, it is unknown whether she will wake up, but if she has a strong desire to survive, there is a very high probability that she will be able to wake up."

"But I... I have made some money these years and then drifted away. I started to dislike her as an old woman. She has paid too much for this family. Now that she is ill, I realize how wrong I did it."

"I want to beg you, please help me write a song and sing it to her. I am willing to pay 1000 million. As long as she can wake up, I will stay with him well."

Listening to the words of the low-key local tyrant, one can also hear the remorse and prayer in his heart.

Hu Yang was silent.

"I can't fully promise you this matter!" Hu Yang shook his head and refused.

(End of this chapter)