A lonely brave man, I become the king of music

The stage gradually became dark, and the weak and dim light illuminated Li Mushang and the two drummers behind him, and everyone could vaguely hear the sound.

There was silence, not a single sound.

The name of the song is "Small River Flowing Water", a folk song created by a folk music lover in the 40s after sorting out folk song materials in the Yunan area. It is known as an oriental serenade.

At the end of the 80s, national singer Huang Hong won the first China Golden Record Award for this song.

The source of the song can no longer be investigated, but the cooperation is very popular, especially in the three regions of Yunnan, Guizhou and Sichuan, which enjoys a very high popularity.

The works are more suitable for high-pitched and charming female singers to sing. Li Mushang's adaptation this time is still very exciting.

Without warning, Li Mushang picked up the microphone and hummed softly.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

"Ahhh~~ahhhh!"

"When the moon comes out, it's bright, woof, woof, woof, woof."

"Think of my younger sister in the mountains!"

"The breeze blows the hillside blows the hillside."

"Sister, sister, sister!"

"Can you hear elder brother calling younger sister!"

The opening scene amazed the audience. Li Mushang made minor revisions to the lyrics, changing the song that the sister sang to the brother, and changed it to the song that the brother sang to the sister.

The first is the humming in the opening stage, which combines the bel canto coloratura singing method, but there is no ups and downs in the past, and it is full of power.

This is an anthropomorphic way of singing, using a relatively thick male voice to set off the body and strength, as well as the thoughts and fantasies.

This emotion is more violent and straightforward than women's love, and a cappella is more confident in one's own ability and sublimation of thought expression.

Of course, men can also be very delicate. "Little River Flowing Water" requires a clean, ethereal and elegant voice, strong head resonance, and cannot be sung in falsetto.

The pure and beautiful sound of folk music symbolizes the simplicity and characteristics of the region, which is incomparable to other types of music.

The difficulty of singing has also risen sharply. The vocal cords must be in a full state at all times, otherwise the treble will break.

The contestants in the backstage frowned a little. They questioned why it was so difficult for Li Mushang to adapt it, and why did he write it so high?

Folk songs are not Li Mushang's strongest point, so is he really that confident?

If that's the case, then their opponent is too terrifying.

Slowly put down the microphone, the lights began to change, and the two drummers in black short sleeves held the drumsticks tightly with both hands and waved them vigorously.

Bang bang bang powerful drums, like Cupid's arrow hitting every listener's heart.

Li Mushang in the center of the stage slowly took off his jacket, and inside he was wearing a black T-shirt without sleeves, and took out a very ethnic characteristic turban from his pocket and tied it on his head.

Turning around and walking towards the dark place behind, the drumbeat gradually became denser, and finally calmed down, and the lights were slowly turned off again.

When the whole stage was plunged into darkness again, two beams of light from the rear illuminated the front, and Li Mushang was holding two drumsticks in his hands at this time, with his back to all the audience.

The arm was raised slightly and slowly, and everyone could clearly see the majestic arm.

The drumsticks were swung vigorously. In addition to the majestic drumbeats, there were also faint labor chants in the sky.

"Comrades are so ho-ho!"

"Ram so ho ho!"

"Tamping and smashing densely, sloppy!"

"So hi for the country!"

Labor chant is a kind of oral improvisation directly connected with production activities. The tune is relatively simple, and the rhythm is strong and powerful with clear setbacks.

It is very contemporary and national, and in the later years it was gradually beautified by the working people and developed into a song form.

This also demonstrates the wisdom and strength of the Chinese working people, as well as the optimism and fearless heroism of the entire nation.

With the development of the years, this kind of labor chant has long since disappeared, but it does not make people forget the past.

Waving the drumsticks and shouting vigorously, the hearts of countless audiences have already boiled, and the soul of the nation is burning.

Adding such a paragraph to the song directly raises the meaning to be expressed from love to a higher dimension, which is amazing.

The shouts of the labor chant disappeared, Li Mushang turned around and returned to the center of the stage again, but the drums did not disappear but were always accompanied by the left and right sides.

The singing voice is so beautiful that it explodes, the left hand is gently raised, and the eyes are complicated and full of various emotions.

"The moon comes out to shine on the slopes."

"The moon in front of the window thinks of my little sister!"

"A breeze blows uphill and blows uphill."

"Sister, sister!"

"Can you hear my younger sister calling my elder brother!"

When everyone was immersed in the beautiful and delicate singing voice, Li Mushang pulled the microphone directly to a position one meter away from his mouth.

The vigorous and continuous high-pitched humming strikes, like singing more, like the cry of a phoenix, like a cry that can penetrate the distance.

This idea is too wild and unconstrained. At this time, the difficulty of singing the song exploded, and the players in the backstage felt scalp numb when they heard the eight-beat high D tone.

Dimaxi's high-pitched voice is powerful, but her real voice is far from being so terrifying.

Li Mushang actually had a hard time during the rehearsal for this extremely powerful real eight-beat high note, and he didn't have the confidence to sing well at the time.

But the theme of folk songs is a good opportunity for him. If he wants to take it out and sing it on the singer's stage, he must go beyond his own limits and habits after all.

This humming is when the emotions are most full, and it is necessary to express the purity and sensibility of a man's longing for his beloved woman.

The big drum enters, and the progression of each level of music is to install wings for the treble of this section.

Li Mushang couldn't believe it, but he actually did it.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

Notes passing from the tip of the heart, the sound is as clean as a swan's feathers, calling one after another, with the notes and rhythm opening, I can't help shouting, the sound is imagined, not sung.

The voice seemed to come from the sky, the treble was scattered like silk, and the moonlight was shining and gorgeous.

The continuation of this feeling and imagination has created a shocking humming that is enough to be recorded in music history.

Li Mushang in the center of the stage turned around and picked up the drumsticks again. The dim lights on the backstage gradually became dazzling, as if the sun was rising again after another cycle of day and night.

The labor chant was slowly uttered again, this time it was even more powerful, obviously it was chanted by several people in unison.