I did one thing to the extreme

Chapter 162 Shocking the audience
"Stripping Cotton"

"When I'm tired of playing cotton, I eat loach"

"Eating loach, I thought of her. She is so beautiful. She looks beautiful from the left and from the right. She is very beautiful!"

The slightly absurd lyrics contained a touch of sadness, coupled with Brother Mantou's unique smoky voice, the die-hard fans in the audience burst into tears, crying and saying: "What kind of rice cake is this Nima singing? Money back ! Give me my money back!".

"Hahaha" Ying Zheng leaned back and forth with a smile, "What kind of song is this! Why don't the donkey's lips match the horse's mouth."

Zhang Dong wiped the crumbs of popcorn on his face, and said helplessly: "Laugh as long as you laugh, can you stop spraying on me!".

As soon as the words fell, there was only a "poof", and a torrential rain of saliva hit, and he quickly raised his arm to block it.

"Hahaha!" Ying Zheng's presumptuous laughter sounded again, "Look at him, every time he sings, he trembles, as if he has epilepsy."

The audience sitting around didn't think it was so funny at first, but when Ying Zheng laughed like this, when he said it, they all fell back and forth with the laugh.

Only Zhang Dong was the most injured, silently wiping the saliva on his face, and complained: "Speak as you speak, can you stop spitting?"

After singing "Loach to Death of Thirst", the atmosphere on the scene became more enthusiastic. The host came on stage and interacted with Brother Mantou. After Brother Mantou left the stage, he said loudly: "Please, the famous band, Three Hands. Rose ".

As soon as the voice fell, there was thunderous applause from the audience. The Three Hands Rose Band was established in 1999. Because of the enchanting dress of the lead singer Liang Sanlong, his unique singing voice, and the absurd but full of charm lyrics, there are countless fans. The most enchanting band in Dragon Country.

The lights on the stage suddenly dimmed, leaving only one beam. A middle-aged man with a cropped hair, eye shadow, and red floral clothes slowly walked towards the middle of the stage. I don’t know who started it. The fans in the audience They shouted "Aunt Long, Aunt Long" in unison.

The music suddenly sounded, and all the lights on the stage were turned on instantly.

Thick with thin, thin with thick, the extremely unique singing voice came from Liang Sanlong's mouth, "It's not bright in the south, but it's bright in the north. I'm not busy at the end of the night, but I'm busy the night before."

After only singing a short section, the scene seemed to "explode", and almost everyone sang along.

Ying Zheng looked at Zhang Dong who was singing happily, and silently complained: "It seems like he is mentally abnormal." He was really right. Without a history of mental illness for ten years, who would listen to the song of Three Hands Rose.

Next, every band or singer came to the stage, bringing the atmosphere to a higher level, until the host said loudly: "The applause below invites the apprentice of Hu Youfu, a traditional musical instrument performer, to bring you a song named "Hundred Birds". Chaofeng".

The scene suddenly turned cold, as if from the scorching summer to the cold winter in an instant. Only sporadic applause sounded, and the host silently retreated to the side of the stage. People, walked slowly to the microphone in the middle of the stage, and said: "Some people said on the Internet that traditional musical instruments are too old-fashioned and not suitable for fashionable music festivals. I just want to say that traditional musical instruments are the most awesome existence. listen!".

As soon as the words fell, a desolate, tragic piece of music went straight into the sky, and the audience felt that the entire stadium was shaking.

The host standing on the edge of the stage shivered and couldn't help saying: "Wow!", his mouth was a little closer to the microphone, and the sound of "Wow!" spread throughout the audience, waking up the audience. They all followed suit and said, "Wo Cao!".

Ying Zheng rolled his eyes at the audience sitting nearby, and said: "This is where we are, the best show is yet to come!".

As soon as the voice fell, the desolate, tragic tune suddenly became cheerful, and there were various birdsongs in it. The audience listened and found that the scene in front of them changed at some point, the stage disappeared, and they were in a Under the towering tree, various birds stood on the top of the tree, chirping. When I looked up, I saw a fiery red phoenix standing on the crown of the tree.

After a sharp cry, it flapped its wings and flew high, followed by a group of birds.

The phoenix gradually changed from real to virtual, and finally dissipated. The stage reappeared in front of my eyes. The person wearing the Monkey King mask had disappeared, but the lingering sound was still lingering in the stadium. Various birds circled around the stage, forming a spectacle.

The audience was completely dumbfounded. They sat motionless in their seats, staring at a pair of Kazilan's big eyes, looking at the strange scene and listening to the lingering sound, as if their souls had been taken away.

The host, the singers sitting in the background waiting to go on stage, the band members, and various staff members also didn't recover.

The huge gymnasium was eerily quiet for a while, only the lingering sounds and the chirping of various birds remained.

The professionally trained host was the first to react, walked to the middle of the stage, and said with a smile: "This disciple of Hu Youfu played the Hundred Birds and Phoenix for us. It was an eye-opener at night, and I will invite the SB band from the country of roses."

The audience in the audience did not respond, and even the most loyal fans of the SB band just applauded casually a few times.

At this time, the lingering sound lingering in the gymnasium has not yet ended, and the audience is listening to the lingering sound, recalling the wonders they saw just now.

After the SB band took the stage, all kinds of birds hovering around the stage scattered and flew, and heavy metal music with a strong sense of rhythm sounded. As usual, the audience in the audience had already followed suit. In response, no matter how enthusiastically the SB band members played on the stage, they just sat down on the small bench and listened quietly.

It's like being in a concert scene, listening to the soothing violin performance.

The lead singer of the SB band, after singing the last sentence, raised his head and looked around the stadium, almost crying. Is this ancient oriental music?He finished the performance a long time ago, but he didn't let it go. It made him almost out of tune when he sang, and finally said a broken Long Guo dialect, "Niu B!".

Then he left the stage together with other band members. In the end, there was no decent applause from the audience, and he said silently: "Never come to Longguo again!".

Next, no matter what famous band or popular singer it is, when they performed on stage, the audience in the audience looked absent-minded. Not dissipated.

The cheerful music is always lingering in the audience's ears, and the shocking scene when they saw the Phoenix before appeared in their minds from time to time.

And just like that, the festival ended in an eerie silence.

The singers and band members who came to participate in the music festival left the gymnasium with endless shock. At the last moment they left the gymnasium, the lingering sound of a hundred birds and a phoenix still did not dissipate.

Superstar Ren Xiaoxian, who was in charge of the finale, sang the classic old song "The Heart Is Too Hard". When he walked out of the gymnasium, he couldn't help but turned his head and gave a thumbs up, saying, "Beautiful!" He has been engaged in music for so many years.

Never seen such awesome music.

The ancients said that the lingering sound lingered for three days. I thought it was an exaggeration, but now it seems that it is not exaggerated at all, but it is extremely accurate.

Wang Mancang, whose online name is Uncle Wang, walked out of the gymnasium with a cane, and said loudly: "Listen! This is suona, this is the song passed down by the ancestors. Those young people on the Internet don't understand farts. He also said that the suona is old-fashioned, old-fashioned, a chicken feather, and a horse-riding person, today is the right time, this ticket is really worth buying."

I was talking happily when I suddenly heard the young man next to me say, "I really underestimated the suona before, but I think the people who play the suona are the best. A hundred birds chasing the phoenix not only attracted a group of birds, but also Let me see the phoenix, and even the lingering sound has not stopped until now, but it is a pity that this master is wearing a mask, so he can't see the real face at all."

The companion nodded in agreement, pondered for a moment and said, "Do you still remember the weird music that spread throughout the Northwest a few times ago?".

"You mean to say that this master played all the music with suona?"

"Otherwise? Can you think of the second possibility?"

"Great!"

Listening to the two young people chatting, Wang Mancang felt suddenly enlightened, and he murmured in his heart, "So that's the case, no wonder they are so powerful."

That night, the news about "Suona master appeared at the Jincha City Music Festival, and a song of birds and phoenixes shocked the audience" spread all over the Internet.

All kinds of self-media practitioners, like sharks smelling blood, bought tickets one after another and rushed to the Jincha City Stadium. Those with high EQ said that they wanted to experience the feeling of "the lingering sound" for netizens. Those with low EQ said that it was In order to come here to catch the heat and make traffic money.

(End of this chapter)