This star is a bit cold

Chapter 130 One Sword of Light and Cold Fourteen States (Two in One)

I don't know if it was because of Ye Che's opening at the beginning, but Huang Li, who played behind Ye Che, also quoted some poems in a similar manner.

However, Huang Li was quite confident in his own performance. After all, in his opinion, the poem he quoted was really appropriate to answer the special guest's question, and it also showed his cultural level just right.

However, it is suitable, but Huang Li probably never thought of a possibility, that is, the poems that Ye Che uttered are original.
If the post-editing is okay, the relationship can be slightly deleted, but the problem is that this is a live broadcast
"This wave belongs to cultural level crushing!"

"What Ye Che focuses on is a cultured person, okay?"

"This wave of operations is a bit misguided."

"Actually, I can't blame him. When I heard this kind of verse, my first reaction was to wonder if it was the poet's famous line."

"But speaking of it, did the crew of "Spring and Autumn" come to this show to find the theme song?"

"Impossible, what time is this, the theme song should have been set, and these are all newcomers, so it's probably just being polite to say that."

"Yes, even if it is really not sure, the theme song is definitely not something these newcomers can come up with."

"However, Gufeng's songs are even related to martial arts. It seems that you haven't heard any good songs?"

"A few songs seem to be quite popular!"

"I feel good too."

"If you listen carefully, you won't think so, okay! My evaluation is, relying on the defense!"

"Almost mean."

"I came here specifically for the crew members, but the actor I like doesn't seem to be there."

"Me too."

Following the discussion of the barrage, the contestants of this episode finally came to the stage one after another. Generally speaking, the positions of the four contestants are not too far apart, and the frontal shots can undoubtedly be fully filmed To the appearance of these four people.

"I think, in terms of appearance and grooming alone, my horse boy has already secured the victory!" Under the stands, after Su Shibai, who had arrived late, sat down next to Su Mo, he just looked at the people on the stage a little bit. In this situation, he triumphantly made such an assertion to Su Mo, "How about this dress? I got it through a favor!"

"It's not bad." Nodding his head slightly, Su Mo, who had been thinking for a while, suddenly looked at Su Shibai with some uncertainty and said, "By the way, how can I remember that I saw the sword in my uncle's study? Pass?"

"Stinky tofu." Having said that, Su Mo looked at Su Shibai suspiciously, "You're not so courageous, are you? Uncle seems to like this quite a bit."

"Things are dead, but people are alive!" With a dry laugh, Su Shibai, who was a little guilty, looked away. "Time is too tight, and this thing is not easy to find. I happened to enter my father's house." Study room, I happened to see this, and it just so happens that this sword is very suitable. So, this is destiny! Destiny is mine!"

Are you sure it's just a coincidence.
Return fate.
"Good job!" Su Mo, who wanted to complain, but still showed admiration on his face, patted Su Shibai on the shoulder and said, "A manager should have such adaptability! It's just a sword. I believe uncle can understand you too!"

Forget it, this guy will be beaten if he is beaten, the uncle's performance is a serious business!
While the two were chatting off the stage, some basic procedures on the stage had already been completed. To Ye Che, it didn't matter who the opponent was, the first priority was to complete his performance well.

But this is just Ye Che's thoughts. After learning the result of the lottery, although he still looks confident on the surface, Huang Li is secretly relieved. Some people, it's better not to meet them so early.
By the way, although Ye Che really doesn't care much about the result of the lottery, the result of the lottery is somewhat surprising.
"Being defeated by Ye Gong, Xuan has nothing to say!" When Ye Che was about to perform on stage, Meng Xuan, who came to Ye Che's side, left such a sentence, smiled freely, and said something to Ye Che. A gesture of please.

Well, if it's this guy, I'm more or less embarrassed
Smiling helplessly, Ye Che walked towards the middle of the stage.

As Ye Che walked to the stage together, there were applause and cheers from the audience. Compared with the previous few times, the cheers this time were undoubtedly more enthusiastic and orderly. Just judging from the cohesion of the fans However, Ye Che can be considered to have officially entered the industry as an artist, and the biggest hero among them is now cheering along with the others, waving light sticks or something, but from Ye Che's perspective, , naturally also can see clearly.

Although this is considered a relatively serious occasion, seeing the little girl who was about to jump up from the seat, the corners of Ye Che's mouth could not help but draw an arc. After the orchestra behind him started playing, Ye Che Only then did he slowly restrain his smile, and he stood there quietly in a black outfit, as if he was about to merge with the surrounding darkness.

As soon as the sound on the stage rang out, Li Guodong's eyes lit up as he sat in front of him. This tune is very flavorful.
Moreover, the instruments used seem to be quite Chinese?

"Isn't the musical instrument used too diverse? Why do I seem to have never seen some of them before?"

"Me too."

"Why is there an erhu? Can this instrument also be added to the singing?"

"I saw it for the first time!"

"Why does it feel like his expression has changed?"

The moment Ye Che was about to speak, the name of the song also appeared on the big screen behind him: Hongchen Inn.

"At the end of the world is the wind and sand,
The story of the world of mortals is called caring,

Sealing the knife is hidden under the fence of ordinary people,

The ancient temple of idle clouds and wild cranes,

Fast horses fight in the rivers and lakes,

It's nothing more than not being able to let go of fame and fortune,
How can a person with a country in his heart be happy and unrestrained,
I just want to share the prosperity with you"

This word has a level!
Probably because he has been in the film crew for a long time, Li Guodong, who has somewhat of Director Jia's film aesthetics, couldn't help but nodded.

Ancient style, martial arts, just a few short sentences, it seems that all the flavors it should have have come out!
When Li Guodong came up with such an idea, Ye Che had already continued to sing, but at the same time, the sword that was hanging around his waist and was regarded as a decoration by everyone was silently unsheathed at this moment.

Although he may have been a little calm just now, Ye Che's sword was extremely fast. After a few short pauses, Ye Che has already danced a few sword flowers neatly, and the shallow stage lights slowly swept across , a few gleams of cold light flashed across the mirror-like blade, which also reflected Ye Che's cold face that suddenly became sharper.

In addition to the crisp movements, the singing continued to sound.

"The sword is out of the sheath, the grievance is over, who laughs,
I just want to hold you in my arms today,
The wind in Hongchen Inn is like a knife,

When the rain falls, fate knocks."

"Damn it, it sounds so good!"

"No, do the current singers even do the sword dance?! So introverted?!"

"Damn, I feel like he's got some tricks!"

"What if you get seriously ill and become weak?"

"You told me this thing is weak?"

"Handsome! Damn it! The action is so blunt, I thought it might be a little awkward."

"That's right! It feels like even the temperament has changed, and it looks like a chivalrous man."

"No one pays attention to the lyrics? The rain falls, fate strikes, I really like this line!"

"The lyrics are really good! But with this person's cultural level, I think it's normal?!"

"It's good to have a good song! Gufengge can still look like this?"

"Sounds so good!!"

At the same time as the barrage rolled, Ye Che quickly sheathed the sword. Afterwards, the embroidered sleeves slightly lifted up, as if he was about to lift someone up. Then, Ye Che continued singing.

"Whoever is the leader in martial arts, but I only bow down for you,

Crossing wild bridges in barren villages, looking for ancient roads outside the world,
Away from the hustle and bustle of the world, the catkins are floating in the hand of the child"

When the song reached this point, the sharpness that was still on Ye Che's face just now disappeared slowly like melting ice and snow. As the cuffs and body fell slightly forward, the indifferent face that seemed to never change at this moment There was also a little bit of a warm smile, and it just so happened that Ye Che was facing the direction where his hand fell, and Su Mo happened to be sitting intently for fear of missing any details.

And after that gaze fell in Su Mo's direction, even though she was already very familiar with him on weekdays, and had met him countless times, the little girl's heart still beat hard twice in disappointment.

There may be some people, no matter how many times they have seen it, it is still possible to be moved by it again at a special moment.

Su Mo is in this situation, and other viewers are naturally not much better, and to a certain extent, the viewers who are watching the live broadcast, who are closer and more clearly, send the barrage to almost everyone. I can barely see the screen.

"I like this line! It's so romantic!"

"That's a perfect word!"

"Damn it, I found out that this person's performance is layered! The part just now gave me the feeling that I was still in the rivers and lakes and was still running for fame and fortune. Just now, my whole person softened all of a sudden. , as if seeing someone and something worth putting down the sword for!"

"The class representative has appeared!"

"Is that too much reading?"

"I think it's right! It feels progressive!"

"That look just now is amazing! Just this look, even if he looks at a dog, he is affectionate!"

"I would like to call it the capital's most affectionate!"

"I feel that this person really has acting skills!"

"How can this make other singers live! It's not easy to be a singer these days, isn't it?!"

"I didn't expect there to be a performance. Speaking of it, it's really not awkward at all. It was handled very well in such a narrow time."

"I feel so too."

"The window lattices under the eaves slant to reflect the branches,
Sit down with you and drink tea,

I will firmly remember you with fine brushwork,

It's not elegant to pick up a pen,

Sighing under the lamp, the red face is close to the sunset,

When I talk about fate, it's like practicing Zen without talking,

Your tears like pear blossoms sprinkled the world on paper,
Love and hate are like freehand landscape paintings"

When he sang this passage, Ye Che's soft smile just now gradually faded a lot, and the scabbard around his waist disappeared in front of Ye Che with an inadvertent movement, and the expression on his face remained the same. It can be called soft, and Ye Che's casual body movements immediately give people a chic and relaxed feeling. At this time, looking at it as a whole, it seems that he is really interpreting the scene he is singing.

However, in this idle state, for some reason, although there is still a smile on his face, often in an inadvertent moment, a helpless smile is fleeting, as if he has a premonition that some things are still unavoidable will happen.

"It's not elegant to write a pen, he really, I cried to death! Is he too good at writing words?!"

"It's like practicing Zen without talking!"

"It seems that the singing style has changed? The previous part felt quite chic, but now this part, why do I feel relaxed and sad at the same time? Especially when it comes to fate."

"I don't know, I just think it sounds good!"

"The facial expressions and body movements are really amazing! It seems random, but once you do it like that, you have all the feelings you should have!"

"Sounds good!"

"Mom! It's a feeling of heartbeat!"

"My heart is moving, my ever-changing boyfriend!"

"Get out! He belongs to our gay men!"

"So handsome!"

"The sword is out of the sheath, the grievance is over, who laughs,
I just want to hold you in my arms today

Red Dust Inn Wind Like a Knife
The rain falls and fate knocks"

When this paragraph sounded again, the sword that had been almost forgotten by the audience was unsheathed again, and the smiling face was still cold after all, but this time, the movement of swinging the sword was far from as neat as before. Even the sharpness on the face is greatly reduced. It seems that after being worried, no matter how fast the knife is, it will slow down after all, and no matter how cold the person is, after all, there will be scruples.

"Whoever is the leader in martial arts, but I only bow down for you,

Crossing wild bridges in barren villages, looking for ancient roads outside the world,
Far away from the hustle and bustle of the world, the catkins are floating in the hands of the child,

Ren Wulin who is the leader, but I only bow for you,
You look back so tenderly, I smile with tears,
The wine is flying and the flag is rustling in the wind,
The sword is out of the scabbard."

When I came to this section again, the difference from before was that the man still bent down slightly, but the sword in his hand never let go. With a little tired waving, the music gradually calmed down. The sword in his hand was slowly unable to continue to swing. Finally, when the music gradually fell silent, the sword stopped swinging, and the person on the stage also lowered his head slightly, as if announcing that there was no ending. The story of this is coming to an end.

When the strong lights on the stage were turned on again, as Ye Che sheathed his sword and bowed, the applause resounded throughout the stage.

"Uncle! So handsome!"

"As expected of my number one pony! Awesome! Really handsome!"

Hey, can you two keep your voice down?
Also, stop jumping!The head almost fell off.
Because of the distance, Ye Che, who heard the cheers of the two people quite clearly, smiled helplessly. Although he felt that the reaction of these two guys was a bit exaggerated, in the end, Ye Che, who was dressed in black, still looked up. He raised his arms and waved vigorously to greet the two guys.

One thing to say, if my dad is here, he probably jumps much higher than the two of them. As for my mother, she will probably suppress him on the chair with her face covered.
Because of this when I was young, I was quite ashamed after performing on stage.
But really, there's nothing wrong with that, right?

Ye Che, who was bathed in the lights and applause, thought so.

　Another day of playing on loop for two or three hours.

　　However, I still really like this song.

　　I feel a little slack today, I hope I can work harder tomorrow!
　　Above, good night good night.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)