Entertainment: Please, please stop bullying the national team

Chapter 116 I'm about to be abducted into a splash-ink landscape painting!
Jiang Yi, who was standing on the stage in a camouflage suit, looked down at the audience, his facial expressions were unobstructed.

He picked up the microphone with a soft voice, and another sentence flowed out, with an unparalleled sense of emptiness.

"Crossing wild bridges in deserted villages to find ancient roads~"

“Away from the hustle and bustle of the world~”

"Liu Xupiao holds the hand of the son and runs away~~"

Singing this song has a completely different feeling from the previous ones, but that feeling is hard to describe.

It's like a hero who has gone through vicissitudes, experienced countless achievements and fame, and has seen vicissitudes of life. He is willing to abandon everything and hide in the mountains and forests with his beloved.

That sense of solidity and willingness is transformed into a sense of relaxation in the song, which is quite well done.

All the audience members stared wide-eyed, staring at the people on the stage without blinking.

At the stage of changing the chorus, the accompaniment is clear and elegant, which always gives people a sense of refreshment and clarity.

Many elderly audience members at the scene had their DNA moved.

"The window lattice under the eaves slantly reflects the branches~~"

"Sit on the floor with you and drink tea~"

Two simple words.

The people on the stage sang with all their might and full of affection than in any of the previous performances.

But the audience under the stage heard full of affection.

The feeling of singing with simple words and slow voice but full of love is very rare. Anyone who comes without saying a word is so powerful?

The singing on the stage is still slowly unfolding, compared to the oncoming impact before, it feels like blood is boiling.

This song Hongchen Inn is really like a freehand landscape painting, so light, tender and elegant.

"I will remember you firmly with meticulous painting~~"

"Picking up a pen is not elegant~~"

As the words fell, there was applause off the stage, the lights on the stage changed, and the lyrics flowed out.

"Under the lamp, sighing that the beauty is close to the sunset~"

"I said that fate is wishful to practice Zen without talking~"

"Your tears filled the world on paper like pear blossoms~~"

"Love and hate are like freehand landscape paintings~"

A line of lyrics flowed out, and many audience members shook their heads, "The singing is so awesome, I feel like I'm about to be abducted into a splash-ink landscape painting."

"Who knows, he really refreshes my perception of him every time."

"What's going on? He sang so casually this time, but I was still just as excited when I heard it, even more excited than the previous few times!"

"He sang really casually! It's the kind of simple and easy feeling that can capture my heart. It's really uncomfortable!!"

"Maybe the other party didn't want to sing casually, but the lyrics of this song are so perfect! Isn't there a saying that precious ingredients only need simple cooking methods?"

"The emotions I want to express in the lyrics are already full enough, almost as long as you listen to the song carefully, the super high singing skills will not only add color to it, it will only add to the liking, but it will be cumbersome, reducing the relaxed and freehand style you are looking for in the song pleasure."

"Don't you think it's easy to sing this kind of relaxed and careless feeling?! It's ridiculous, this kind of relaxation is the most difficult to handle!"

"That's right, this kind of song is slow and careless, but if it is not sung well, it will appear very procrastinated."

"Not only will you not hear the feeling of leisure and relaxation, but you will have the feeling of paleness and powerlessness. This kind of charm is full, and the degree of relaxation is often the most difficult to grasp."

The audience commented sternly below, and the singing on the stage gradually reached the climax of the end.

"Ren Wulin, who is the coquettish~"

"But I only bend my waist for you~~"

"You look back so tenderly, I smile with tears~~"

"Winning the flag while the wine is flying, Xiao Xiaojian, unsheathed grievances~"

As the last line of the lyrics fell, there was continuous applause in the studio, and the applause was loud.

The sound is so loud that it is tongue-in-cheek.

The crowd continued to applaud, trying to use warm applause to wipe away the bleak and cold feeling brought by the song
Obviously, it has always been a relaxed and leisurely atmosphere. When I heard the ending, I don't know why, but I suddenly felt a sense of desolation.

Teacher Wu, who was sitting in the guessing group, had tears in his eyes.

Teacher Da felt empty in his heart, always feeling that something was missing, and stared blankly at the stage.

He suddenly realized that internal entertainment was from the beginning to the present!It is estimated that there has never been such an awesome person.

This person is definitely not an insider, and he hasn't even shown his face in the insider.

As long as the sharp-eared elf has ever appeared in the internal entertainment, he will definitely not be unknown, and he will definitely become famous like the singer next door Mr. Jiang Yi.

He frowned tightly, as if he had entered a deadlock, and this situation could not be broken no matter what.

In fact, the audience can only suppress their hearts by pressing and holding back, wanting to boil.

"I can't take it anymore. This person on the stage can sing to my heart every time I sing. I can't understand her true mask if I can't expose her."

"This poem is really well written, and it can be regarded as a poem if it is taken alone."

"Doesn't he really feel like he's exhausted?! A new song will come out in half a month, he's a god!"

"The lyrics of this song are so good! I really want to know if he wrote it himself!!"

"Different from the previous songs that were sharp and full of impact, this song has a light and leisurely melody, full of the words of hiding in this world with the one I love holding a sword, sharing life and death with him, drinking with him, composing poems, and forgetting each other In this life, I describe aestheticism vividly."

"This song can be substituted into any martial arts drama. I can already imagine how many editing bloggers' osts it will become after it airs!"

"Costume TV series, the crew is quick to buy the rights!!"

"I can already imagine that as soon as the picture appears, the background music behind it will start to play Hongchen Inn. The amazing feeling will really break my heart!"

"His singing really has an unspeakable charm. I have never heard such a beautiful martial arts song."

"It has two meanings from the song I sang before, so is it possible for the great teacher to guess the true identity of the sharp-eared elf?"

"Before asking this question, don't you know the expression on the teacher's face now?"

"Whether the big teacher can guess it, I don't know, but the Wu teacher next to him is a little too excited!"

Hearing these words, the audience all turned their eyes to the direction of the guessing group, only to see Teacher Wu sitting in the middle with tears in his eyes.

Looking in the direction of the stage, there seemed to be a flash of water in his eyes, and he was dumbfounded to show them directly.

"Fuck me? What are you doing? Why is Teacher Wu crying!"

"Although this song is really good, I felt sore and teary when I sang it to the climax! But Mr. Wu is such an old person, and he is usually the kind of person who doesn't smile when he hears the song, so he doesn't cry when he hears the song, right? "

(End of this chapter)