A lonely brave man, I become the king of music

If there is even the slightest rhythm problem in singing, then it will face catastrophic mistakes, and even ruin the whole singing.

At the beginning of the performance, it was normal at the beginning, but it gradually became outrageous at the climax.

The sound of compressed gas in the vocal cords to the limit, the people who listened were dumbfounded.

Li Mushang saw with his own eyes that the windows not far from the stage shattered with a bang, and the high-pitched sound could be called a sonic weapon.

The audience has already knelt down.

"What kind of fairy fight is this!"

"I thought I was watching a martial arts movie, but halfway through I realized it was a cult movie."

"too exaggerated!"

"This voice must be ironed."

After the singing, the atmosphere of the breakout competition has been pushed to a climax, followed by Hua Chenyu's appearance.

Since his debut, he has also been famous for his good voice, but at this time he is really nothing in front of Dimaxi, even Sadingdin.

In this issue, he brings his famous work "Mountain and Sea".

That song was originally someone else's song, but because he sang it, fans thought it was Hua Chenyu's song and made a joke.

Hua Chenyu is still working hard, and it can be seen that he is obviously holding back his energy.

But the reality is often cruel. What singers are most afraid of is to compare them with other singers. The original advantages now seem to be the same.

After the singing, the response was mediocre, and Hua Chenyu's expression on stage was almost crying.

If he wasn't afraid of losing face, he would definitely ask me why you didn't respond when I worked so hard and sang so well?
Backstage, Li Mushang had already started to sing, and his good brother Lao Xue rubbed his shoulders beside him: "Old Li sings well, let that kid Hua Chenyu sing."

"Anyone of us can lose, but we can't lose to Hua Chenyu, and we can't lose to Du Hua."

Li Mushang made an OK gesture: "Don't worry, I'm still relatively stable. I don't have that much ability if you let me take the first place this time, but if you let me win against Hua Chenyu, it won't be too easy."

He touched his chest with his lower hand to feel his heartbeat, and when it gradually stabilized, he opened his eyes, took the microphone and stepped onto the stage.

The golden lights shone on him. He couldn't see the expressions of the audience clearly, but he could feel the cheers.

"Li Mushang, come on!"

"Master Li, stand up!"

"Sing well!"

The audience kept shouting, including fellow villagers.

Li Mushang walked down the steps with a smile like a gentleman, and finally stood in the middle of the stage.

The cheers gradually disappeared, and Li Mushang gently closed his eyes to prepare for the start.

After a few seconds, he opened his eyes and nodded to the musician.

The light shone on him, and the singing of the work officially began.

"Orchid Pavilion"

Composer: Li Mushang
Lyricist: Li Mushang
Vocals: Li Mushang
There are no rules and restrictions in the breakout competition. The so-called Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea each show their magical powers. As long as you can produce a good work, you will be a bull.

Creation may be torture for other musicians, but it is a huge advantage for Li Mushang.

He doesn't have to think about whether it matches the style of the creator of the lyrics, and he doesn't have to worry about whether the arrangement is in line with his own wishes. There is no doubt that the works he writes are in the state that best fits his own style. After all, no one understands better than himself. Own.

The prelude sounded but it was not a conventional melody. This section was composed with an electronic synthesizer, and it sounded like the court music of ancient China.

After eight beats, the orchestra was fully fired, and the prelude of the whole work began to sublimate, and the majestic feeling almost shone on the faces of all the audience.

"Wow. What a powerful prelude."

"This arrangement is perfect."

"Master Li is singing Huaxia style again!"

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow

"Li Mushang has always been a promoter of the national style, promoting traditional Chinese culture all the time."

"Judging from the prelude, this song sounds very good."

On the stage where Li Mushang is in the center of the stage, the scroll of landscape paintings is slowly opened, and a piece of calligraphy is displayed in front of everyone.

The ancient famous post "Orchid Pavilion Preface" is displayed in front of everyone through real technology, and the shock is overwhelming.

Li Mushang's temperament also changed, and his footsteps moved slightly forward, as if he had traveled through ancient and modern times.

The microphone was slowly brought to his mouth, and he spoke softly to stir his soul.

"Lanting Lintie, running script is like flowing water."

"When you push the door under the moon, your heart is as thin as your steps."

"It's easy to open a millennium stele if you're too busy, but it's hard to open your beauty."

"Who did the original work really give to?"

Li Mushang also adapted his own singing voice for this performance. His voice is more delicate, just like his apprentice Zhou Sheng, it is very neutral between male voice and female voice.

The voice is delicate, making listening like a spring breeze.

The amazing lyrics make people intoxicated.

Li Mushang gave this song more color. This unique cultural characteristic of Chinese people has nothing to do with whether it is sung well or not.

The important thing is whether the singer walks into various scenes with full of emotion. Judging from the first few sentences, what Li Mushang did is quite perfect.

Dimaxi and Polina don't know much about Chinese, but at this moment, the two are dumbfounded.

They can hear the general meaning from the emotion of the singing and the arrangement of the music. This kind of delicate cultural emotion makes them envious.

Whoever allows other countries to have more than 5000 years of cultural heritage, this is really a gift from God, the best gift that the country bestows on Li Mushang.

"The reed flute is blowing horizontally, and a few dishes of rice wine and side dishes."

"The afterglow of the setting sun. Like your shyness and drunkenness."

"The facsimile is easy to write, but the fragrance of ink never fades and leaves an aftertaste with you."

"One line of cinnabar. Who did you circle?"

The lyrics are simply a stroke of genius. Since Li Mushang's debut, almost every song has his own shadow and understanding, and it is almost difficult for others to imitate.

This song is no exception. It is hard for you to imagine what kind of mood Li Mushang was in to write such beautiful lyrics.

"Oh my god it's amazing!"

"This term has improved a lot compared to the blue and white porcelain period."

"This is the national style music!"

"God. I want to cry when I hear that."

"I've never had such a strong sense of national pride as I do right now."

The picture returns to the stage, all the lights are turned off, and a dissolute layman in ancient costume appears on the stage in a trance, walking staggeringly with a wine jug in his hand.

When the lights were turned on again, everyone realized that it was a virtual projection technology, and Li Mushang was like a bystander standing not far away watching what happened.

After drinking with his head back, the layman stretched out his hand to touch his mouth, wobbly picked up the pen and kept writing on the desk.

At this time, Li Mushang's voice came out again, but he was not singing but reciting.

In the ninth year of Yonghe, the age was in Gui Chou, and at the beginning of late spring, he would meet at Lanting in Shanyin of Kuaiji, and he would be doing things.