Earthy Superstar

　　 With these four sentences, the audience burst into thunderous applause and cheers. Indeed, the melody is too graceful and tactful. With the crisp and delicate pipa soundtrack, it is simple, elegant and stylish.

　　 Alternative ancient style, fashionable national style!

　　Wang Feng and Yehenala finally knew why Chen Yisen was so excited as Parkinson. This is his "idol".

　　 And, although I don't want to admit it, this original level is almost at the ceiling of the Chinese music scene.

　　 Singing skills are a bit hard to describe... But Li Tiezhu's voice has been kissed by God, there is no way, the flaws in technique, really can not obliterate the beauty of this song.

　　 If you don't turn around, you can't justify it.

　　嘭!

　　嘭!

　　 Wang Feng and Yehenala turned around at the same time.

　　 Li Tiezhu lowered his head to sing, never noticed if the tutor turned around, and turned a deaf ear to the audience's interference, focusing on singing:

　　Who is playing the pipa

　　 a song of east wind breaks

　　 years and years peeling off the wall

　　 I saw when I was young

　　 still remember that we were still very young

　　 And now the sound of the piano is faint

　　 I'm waiting, you haven't heard

This... listening to the graceful and smooth singing in the background, Zhao Liya suddenly thought of someone, someone who came into her life abruptly and then left-the black and white "panda" that was thrown away by her mother. "The owner of the pebbles.

　　 We were young, unable and powerless to guard our friendship. Now that we have grown up, the sound of the piano is long, and you have never heard of my waiting.

　　 You said that you asked me to practice piano hard and be a great musician, but you have never heard me play the piano...

　　 The music box I gave you, can it still make a sound?

　　 Its battery needs to be replaced. I'm afraid you don't know that, right?

　　 Zhao Liya was sad, and Li Tiezhu on the stage was relaxed and content, singing freely:

　　Who is playing the pipa

　　 a song of east wind breaks

　　 Maple leaves color the story

　　 I can see through the ending

　　 The old road outside the fence, I will lead you through

　　The Years of Barren Smoke and Grass

　　 Even the breakup was silent

　　 sings here, it is a pause, an intermission.

　　 Li Tiezhu shook his hand, the strings pulled, and the sound of the erhu sounded, sad and melodious, beautiful.

　　 Chen Yisen grinned. Although he is a star, he is such a very emotional person, yelling silently at Wang Feng and Yehenala: Wow! This interlude, this erhu interlude, is absolutely incredible!

　　 Piano, Pipa, Yangqin, Erhu...

　　 weird match!

　　 The perfect match!

　　……

　　The bullet screen has gone crazy:

　　 "It feels like the national style song Nirvana is reborn."

　　 "Li Tiezhu is awesome!"

　　 "Is it the only one who loves Li Tiezhu's Erhu Interlude?"

　　 "I love too, Erhu is simply invincible."

　　 "Li Tiezhu can actually pull the erhu, and he pulls it well!"

　　 "What? His old man can still play suona. Funeral suona erhu are all standard equipment, and Li Tiezhu is a ‘music family’. Dog head keeps his life!"

　　 "Music Family +1"

　　 "How do you evaluate Li Tiezhu's national style song?"

　　 "Sao is over!"

　　 "Wise eyes upstairs!"

　　 "God-like works, I have no words to describe, I read less and I am guilty."

　　 "I graduated with a Ph.D. I can't describe it."

　　 "I graduated from elementary school, and I can't describe it."

In Kyoto, Huang Sanshi smiled and leaned in front of her daughter's tablet: "Huang Shao-shao who graduated from elementary school has an idol too. It's great that my dad supports you. Don't let my mother know. There are few bullet screens, your mother's eyes are poisonous, in case you recognize it. Come out, let you write a hundred pages of copybook..."

　　 Huang Shaoshao rolled his eyes: "Hush! Then you still give Xiao Yueyue his first autograph to change the key? Is the outcome of variety shows that important?"

Huang Sanshi said with a guilty conscience: "No, that's not the first time he signed, I lied to Xiao Yueyue. He signed for the takeaway the first time, do you remember? He Li Tiezhu is not popular, and the law of nature is not tolerated, and there will be some in the future. I have the opportunity to let him sign you. Listen to the song, listen to the song, young man, your idol’s song is really well written! It just doesn’t look good..."

　　 Huang Shaoshao: "Like you, when you were young, when you were young, you were called good-looking?"

　　 Huang Sanshi: "I..."

　　……

　　 "Oh my god! It sounds better than the song of the five rings, but it's my idol! Turn around, turn around, turn around! Turn around that fat guy, I see the height of your chair being pressed, I know you are about the same weight as me!"

　　 Yundesha Xiaoyueyue yelled at the TV screen, followed by a group of "kidnapped" brothers, even though there is no need to vote in this round.

　　Guo Gangde: "You won't die! Xiaoyueyue, you're looking for death, don't bother everyone, the fat guy who doesn't turn around can die ten you and five me!"

　　 Luqian: "Oh~ not so much, at most four and a half, smoking and smoking."

　　……

"Hi...I've got all my hairs up, Zhao, what do you think? It's a divine comedy! Tsk tsk... You can write that way in national style songs, I really Tie Zhu is a genius. What? Ah? She should come out later. Don’t be ashamed. I’ll go to sleep when Tie Zhu chooses a mentor. I know whichever he chooses anyway. The fourth one? Are you blind? Who else is that size?"

　　 Wanyun's mother soaked her feet in a wooden bucket and looked impatient.

　　 Zhao Muye sneered the queen with her feet. The song of my little princess is the best. Li Tiezhu's song is good, but...dead!

　　……

　　Backstage, Li Tiezhu’s closest friends, Qin Tao and Yi Xiaomao, were busy and had no time to listen to him. After all, they had heard it in the training room.

　　 Qin Tao took a pen and drew a stickman on paper, and explained to Yi Xiaomao some advanced martial arts skills. The theoretical knowledge was quite solid. The latter listened with gusto, and he suddenly saw the sun...

　　 is actually Xiao Zhang, the "iron buddy~www.readwn.com~" constantly saying to other players:

"Okay? Original! Independent arrangement! This national style is really superbly written by him. Li Tiezhu, my buddy, Nong knows to cut! Tsk tsk...Especially the erhu interlude, it makes your scalp numb! Tie Zhu is awesome! From now on you come to play billiards for free!"

　　 No one is willing to reassure you, and you haven’t settled yourself. Are you bashful?

　　 Thirty enters twenty-four, and at least six are eliminated.

　　 Xiao Zhuang: I’m not afraid. It’s impossible for the program group to close the billiard room, a directly profitable unit.

　　……

　　 Maple leaves color the story

　　 I can see through the ending

　　 The old road outside the fence, I will lead you through

　　The Years of Barren Smoke and Grass

　　 Even the breakup was silent

　　 After singing a song, Li Tiezhu performed another erhu performance, poignantly and melodiously.

　　 Like the reverberation around the beam, it lasts for three days.

　　 The audience responded with applause. This song is so good to hear, refreshing a new understanding of the national style.

　　 Different music, different national style.

　　 Chen Yisen stood up and applauded, howling with excitement, the real howl, just as excited as his concert. Wang Feng and Yehnala had no choice but to applaud.

　　 Right at the end of the Erhu performance...

　　嘭!

　　 The fourth instructor who has not shown up pressed the button and turned around.

　　 Four turns? !

　　 The audience is in an uproar, the fourth tutor... is it her?

　　The barrage took off instantly:

　　 The big guy is here! She and him finally met, on stage in the first round of "Super Sound"!

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