super creative master

Chapter 1169
The clouds are light and the wind is light, the clouds are rolling and the clouds are relaxing, and the light and fresh singing brings that trace of sadness into the entire hall space of the scene. There are no gorgeous dances, and there is no hissing and lung-piercing shouts. The shallow singing, but let the music, in the scene, full of a taste of vitality.

Li Huan, the instructor in the border town, closed his eyes quietly, tapped his fingers on the table rhythmically, and an antique picture seemed to emerge in his mind...

The picture seemed to freeze all of a sudden, and the whole scene seemed to be quiet all of a sudden, there were no other messy sounds, only the lyrics that represented the beautiful artistic conception, quietly but gorgeously blooming in the scene...

Lei Kun's expression froze all of a sudden, he seemed to be in a daze, without the slightest reaction, just staring at the front with ecstasy, listening to the ancient song...

Behind the stage, Mo Feng, who was not proud of himself, suddenly froze his expression. He also has strength, and he is naturally good at music appreciation. He doesn't know whether this song is Yanhuang pop music, but he knows it The standard of the song is extremely high, even extremely close to classic...

The beautiful lyrics blend into an unimaginable artistic conception. The power of this song is self-evident. Mo Feng didn't expect, really didn't expect that there is such a song in Border Town .

His face turned livid. For the sake of winning the game and easily advancing, he even thought of this method at all costs. This undoubtedly violated Lei Kun's will, but in order to advance to the top twelve, Mo Feng felt that it was understandable for him to use this method, as long as he could win the final victory, that was fine.

But, but...

All of this, after the song appeared, he had a faint feeling that he might lose, and he might not be able to win this competition!

Thinking of this, Mo Feng couldn't help biting his teeth, clenched his hands into fists, and clenched his fists extremely tightly, and his palms were completely covered with sweat...

Konggu Youlan, the extremely elegant and incomparably elegant singing voice was still resounding unscrupulously. The expression on Lei Kun's face eased, and he sighed secretly in his heart. This time Mo Feng did this, but in the end he achieved such a result. I believe he will know what a painful lesson is. As a mentor, Lei Kun also feels very uncomfortable.

After all, although they are only students of a program and are not his personal disciples, in any case, in fact, they still have feelings. They spent a few months together and put a lot of effort into Mo Feng, but in the end What was gained was just a student who had a bad reputation and quit sadly. Lei Kun's mood was naturally not very good.

In addition, this song itself has a slightly sad emotion. Even if it is the first time for Biancheng to sing, no matter how hard you try, you can't sing the true background, true feelings, and true artistic conception of this song, but it is still hooked. It moved a trace of sadness in Lei Kun's heart, and made him become sentimental...

At this time, Li Huan's expression finally became more exciting. After listening to this song, he was really pleasantly surprised, because he found that compared with Firework Yi Leng, this song is undoubtedly more mature Yanhuang has a good voice. Although Biancheng's singing is not in place, and the essence of the song is not fully sung, but the excellent elements contained in the song, Li Huan, the godfather of music, is the person with the highest level in the scene. Already heard it completely.

"This song, without a doubt, is the truly mature Yanhuang's good voice. Although there are still many omissions and flaws in Biancheng's singing, it sounds like this song is really good. There are too many, and it is better than Fireworks Yileng. I don’t know who the people behind the frontier city are, and which music master they are. This is the only way to write such a song..."

Li Huan knew in his heart that he could write such lyrics and the music was extremely perfect. Such a person can indeed be called a music master, and his voice is really full of surprises.

Dizi, Guqin, Guzheng... The accompaniment is made of strings, which not only has the subtle beauty of the ancient style of Yanhuang Kingdom, but also has the style of modern fashion. The two elements blend perfectly. There are two different feelings, but they are so harmonious and unified. Although they have not reached the peak of perfect compatibility, they are already quite powerful.

For example, transformation, personification, analogy... so many rhetorical techniques, but they can't produce any cumbersome meaning to the lyrics. It seems that every word and sentence is carefully crafted, just like writing A well-known poem, every lyrics is so just right, expressing the meaning of it appropriately.

The lyrics are simple and elegant, not only has the fresh and translucent beauty of the famous blue and white porcelain in the Yuan Dynasty, but also has the beauty of misty clouds and drizzle in the south of the Yangtze River, and the beautiful eyebrows are like the graceful woman in the water town... At the same time, at this moment, Li Huan's mind also appeared. The most beautiful repair woman, leaning against the small window and hugging the pipa, singing softly...

Tasting the lyrics carefully, Li Huan felt that every sentence was so beautiful, and he needed to ponder, savor and appreciate it with all his heart and soul. , speeding up the rhythm, in the process of speeding up, the rhythm was gentle and euphemistic, and Biancheng's extremely delicate singing in falsetto penetrated into his ears——

"The blue sky is waiting for misty rain, and I'm waiting for you. The smoke from the kitchen is rising, thousands of miles across the river, and the Han Li written on the bottom of the bottle imitates the elegance of the previous dynasty. Just think of me as a foreshadowing for meeting you..."

Li Huan's expression suddenly became unstable. Li Huan, who was just silently crossing his arms and leaning on the instructor's chair, enjoying the song and savoring the song, suddenly put down suddenly because of the sudden change of rhythm and the sudden singing voice. He suddenly sat up, but he didn't open his eyes, but still closed them tightly. He was afraid that if he opened his eyes, everything around him would destroy the ancient style he had sketched in his mind. A scene like a landscape painting...

Just like blue and white porcelain, like the landscape painting that has reached the realm of aestheticism, in Li Huan's mind at this moment, this is the most beautiful picture scroll, it seems to be a Chinese painting full of beautiful artistic conception, and it is slowly shaped in his mind. This kind of anticipation, that kind of nervousness, the feeling of being so excited, really makes people unable to extricate themselves...

(End of this chapter)