Chapter 36 A song "On the Qingming Rain"

Jia Ling is also on the live broadcast.

As soon as the goods were brought, the assistant reminded her.

I heard that Hua Yuchen held a concert in the live broadcast room, so I asked her to join in.

This is also the requirement of the program group.

Jia Ling became famous, sophisticated, and high in emotional intelligence. Although he was reluctant, he readily agreed.

"I heard that Huahua is singing, everyone, go and see it with me."

Jia Ling said with a hearty smile.

The audience in the live broadcast room responded to the call one after another.

Then, a reminder appeared in Hua Yuchen's live broadcast room.

"Jia Ling entered the live broadcast room..."

Hua Yuchen's fans suddenly became lively.

"Welcome Jia Ling!"

"The goddess is also here to support Huahua!"

"Sure enough, only those with artistic cells can resonate!"

"The goddess is so generous, she will send you a plane as soon as she arrives!"

Jia Ling just entered the live broadcast room.

Just changed hands and bought a few carnivals for Hua Yuchen!

Become No.1 in the fan list!
Followed by.

She saw Hua Yuchen lying on the "sick bed" twitching.

I was dumbfounded for a moment.

What happened?
Jia Ling was dumbfounded.

Out of the experience gained on the comedy stage, she quietly watched the barrage for a few seconds.

"Is this guy singing?"

Jia Ling's face turned dark on the spot.

Although she is a cross talk class,

Not a singing class,

However, it is also a serious human class,

The basic aesthetic is still there.

When I saw Hua Yuchen today, I realized what is truly inconspicuous and non-human aesthetics.

wrong!

It's out of tune at all!There is no aesthetic!

The so-called new song not only has no lyrics, but even the tone is very weird.

She immediately regretted coming to investigate Hua Yuchen's live broadcast room.

Not only because Hua Yuchen's songs are too ugly.

It directly caused the number of people in Jia Ling's live broadcast room to drop by one-third!

The whole day's cross talk is in vain.

What's even more unbearable is that she has to continue to endure it out of face!
I can't even run if I want to!

You can't immediately exit the live broadcast room, right?

Jia Ling listened for a while, resisting the idea of ​​swearing.

Played a barrage against my will:
"Huahua's new song is really nice!"

"By the way, I'll go back and continue the live broadcast, and I'll come back later to enjoy Huahua's songs!"

After Jia Ling finished posting this sentence, he quickly fled the live broadcast room.

The same situation also happened in Cai Xukun's live broadcast room.

At the request of fans, Cai Xukun decided to watch Hua Yuchen's live broadcast.

"Why are you guys so enthusiastic today? It's unscientific!"

Cai Xukun was still a little puzzled.

Until he opened Hua Yuchen's live broadcast room.

"Fuck!"

After all, he is young and inexperienced.

Cai Xukun does not have as strong restraint as Jia Ling.

Seeing Hua Yuchen twitching, he couldn't help blurting out.

"Fuck... this song is too good!"

He reacted quickly and rushed to remedy.

Fortunately, Hua Yuchen's fans in the live broadcast room haven't reacted yet.

Judging from the barrage on the screen, no one made a fuss about the previous swear words.

"It's a good thing I'm smart!"

Cai Xukun silently praised himself.

The attention of the audience was still focused on Hua Yuchen.

"What the hell is this?"

"Singing? What about the lyrics? I think I'm going crazy!"

"I really live in Bengbu..."

"The opening ceremony of the East Olympics dare not do this!"

Although the female assistant has blocked a wave of viewers.

But after the new audience listened to the song, their opinions were basically the same.

"Fortunately, I almost thought there was something wrong with my appreciation level."

After seeing the barrage, Cai Xukun deeply understood the feelings of netizens.

After brushing a few carnivals.

He also found an excuse and quickly fled the studio.

On the other side,
In Zhang Chaoyue's live broadcast room.

Because of yesterday's reversal performance.

I heard that Zhang Chaoyue is about to start today's live broadcast, and the audience is full of expectations.

The pre-live website has already announced in advance.

Everyone knows that Zhang Chaoyue will sing in the live broadcast room.

"In addition to killing pigs, Zhang Chaoyue can also write songs, which is amazing!"

"Won't the new song be the same as the studio next door?"

"Don't worry, I've heard this song before, it's absolutely delicious!"

"It should be the song you sang yesterday when you worshiped in front of the grave, right?"

"Wow, is that song? Although I can't hear it clearly, it's really nice!"

Many viewers came from Hua Yuchen's live broadcast room.

After some baptism of Hua Yuchen's new song.

Everyone felt that they could accept whatever song Zhang Chaoyue sang.

The main purpose of coming here is to wash your ears!

In order to match this ancient song, Zhang Chaoyue changed into a Hanfu and appeared in the live broadcast room.

Even the hair is carefully combed into the style of the Han Dynasty court!
——All were transported by the program team even by night air.

Zhang Chaoyue couldn't afford such Hanfu before today.

"Strange, how did Zhang Chaoyue wear a kimono to broadcast live?"

"Silly X! This is Hanfu!"

"The kimono is modeled after Hanfu. Next time, keep your eyes open and don't talk nonsense!"

"Hanfu is elegant and free, which is not as rigid as kimono!"

The audience in the live broadcast room answered Zhang Chaoyue one after another.

Nowadays, many people don't know the style of Hanfu.

There are many girls wearing Hanfu on the street, but they are mistaken for kimonos.

It has been criticized a lot.

Zhang Chaoyue agrees that wearing Hanfu today also means promoting traditional culture.

Seeing that there were viewers in the live broadcast room to help answer, Zhang Chaoyue also saved a lot of trouble.

It's just some black fans who sneaked into the live broadcast room, but they don't care so much.

They only want to pick up pieces of black material.

Especially after being educated yesterday, they were even more upset.

screenshot!

Weibo!
Buy hot search!
Immediately on the Internet, a Weibo with a black Zhang surpassed!

"Shock!Streaming actresses live in kimonos! "

Zhang Chaoyue didn't know this.

Reminded by the director, she started the live broadcast.

"Hi everyone, the song I'm going to sing today is called "On the Qingming Rain". It's the full version of the sword dance song yesterday. I hope you like it!"

Zhang Chaoyue cleared her throat. The level of proficiency in folk singing made her feel that from the dantian to the throat, every muscle, every force, and every breath was under control.

The music is ringing.

Nearly [-] spectators watched.

Zhang Chaoyue approached the microphone on the microphone stand and hummed the prelude softly.

After the prelude, she slowly sang "On the Qingming Rain".

"At dawn through the window, the sun shines on the West Bridge, and the clouds shake by themselves.

I think of the hem of your clothes that were slightly swayed by the lotus wind back then.

The wood carvings flow gold, the years ripple, and the pen was sealed seven years ago.

Because I spend my life only for you.

The rain wets the eye sockets, leaning on the well every year and looking forward to returning to the hall.

I am most afraid that two lines will be torn apart without realizing it..."

There was an uproar in the live broadcast room.

"It's so beautiful!"

"The soul seems to have been washed!"

"The lyrics full of poetry, compared with that song "Cancer", one heaven and one earth!"

"If you don't talk about music, the lyrics are a poem!"

"Listen to this song, as if you are in the rainy town of Jiangnan!"

"When I heard that I didn't realize that tears had been split into two lines, I was already crying..."

Zhang Chaoyue continued to sing the chorus part with a gentle and melodious voice:

"I was wandering in the world, and I couldn't find your heaven.

Put the east bottle in the west mirror, I wish I could forget it.

It's raining again on Qingming, and the chrysanthemums will be sent to your side.

Sing softly your favorite song..."

The melodious sound of the song is like a bay of clear water, soothing people's hearts!

The chorus of the song arrives.

The audience in the live broadcast room was shocked again!

"I'm wandering in the world, and I can't find your paradise!"

This line of lyrics occupies the entire screen!

"Yeah, I just realized that I've been wandering..."

"So I've been thinking about her!"

"Reminds me of my first love!"

"It seems to be in the drizzle, thinking of many people and things..."

There were also viewers who came from Hua Yuchen's live broadcast room and commented excitedly.

"What is art? This is art!"

"My God! From hell to heaven in an instant!"

behind the screen.

A young man slowly put down his phone.

A mist filled his eyes.

It's like an endless story.

Yes, seven years ago he also wrote a love letter for Yi Ren.

Just because of graduating from high school, the two had to separate the two places.

The two agreed to go to college and continued to keep in touch.

But before I knew it, the number of conversations became less and less.

Until the end, I don't know who stopped the contact first.

After graduating from college.

He also got married and started a business, and gradually forgot about her.

Thinking about it now, there was an inexplicable blockage in my chest.

I don't know how she has been in the past few years...

Some viewers joked:
"Don't let your wives see the comments!"

"I have kept the evidence of your cheating!"

After reading it, the man wiped the corners of his eyes and laughed.

In front of the screen, many viewers wept slowly while listening to the song.

The song yesterday was still a mourning for the ancestors.

Only a few words have been changed in the lyrics, and there is such an artistic conception.

I have to say, Zhang Chaoyue's song is really amazing!
(End of this chapter)

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