Chapter 637

"What are you two muttering about?" Yao Xingchen stood next to them, with a strange look on his face.

Wang Yong and Yin Xia looked at each other and laughed, but they didn't say anything.

This makes Yao Xingchen more curious: "I tell you, don't make your own decisions. This concert is very important to Yin Xia. Just follow the procedure discussed in advance. If you mess it up, all your previous work will be wasted. "

Yao Xingchen is good at everything, but he is just too empiricist. Her working experience of more than ten years is a valuable asset, but it is also easy to cause constraints.

"Don't worry, sister Chen, I have confidence with Mr. Wang." Yin Xia sweet Chong Yao Xingchen coquetry way.

Yao Xingchen shows that although he is still angry, his heart has long been softened by Yin Xia's "sister Chen". She likes Yin Xia also because of this, this little girl is likable, let her how all don't vent anger to Yin Xiasheng.

"I don't care about you, but the company is not mine." Yao Xingchen mumbled and left.

On the stage, Lin Chengqing's song is coming to an end, and the audience's mood is completely ignited by Lin Chengqing's appearance. All around the stage are cheers and applause.

However, this is the atmosphere created by Lin Chengqing, which does not belong to Yin Xia. Whether Yin Xia can keep this atmosphere depends on his strength.

"Thank you for your applause! Remember to vote for me later As a well-known music urchin, Lin Chengqing is still in her forties, making faces at the audience and asking for tickets.

The audience paid a lot for his behavior and immediately said they would.

"Well, let's invite my PK opponent, Yin Xia, to play!" Cried Lin Chengqing.

"It's your turn. Don't think too much. Relax!" Wang Yong knocked Yin Xia on the head and said.

Yin Xia then a smile, reply: "have teacher Wang in, I am not nervous at all."

With that, he walked onto the stage with an ancient dress. In the dim light, curling like a blooming water lotus, it is charming.

At this time, the stage has just been driven by the emotion of Lin Chengqing's songs, which has consumed a lot of energy of the audience.

Many people change from standing to sitting again, and their mood tends to be calm.

This kind of time is actually the most difficult to catch the audience's heart.

Lin Chengqing didn't mean to make things difficult for Yin Xia, but he appeared as a superstar, no matter what. Unless he keeps on singing and makes the audience tired.

But it's going to be a big crowd. This concert is still Yin Xia's.

"This is the time for a singer to really show her ability. If she can stir up the audience's emotions with a song, it will be really powerful." Lin Chengqing walked back to the box and thought of it silently.

"The next song is called" the will of heaven is like a knife. " Yin Xia whispered out the name of the song, and then saw the light turned dim, leaving only a touch of cyan light shining on Yin Xia.

Hazy, it seems that there is a cross. Standing on the stage is not a modern singer, but an ancient cardamom girl.

This kind of scenery also caters to the calm mood of the people at the scene, and produces the beauty of silence in their hearts.

Everyone held their breath, waiting for the familiar melody of "the will of heaven is like a knife" to ring.

It was a music full of killing, and there was no lack of desolation in the sonorous.

But I didn't expect that when the first note sounded, it was totally unexpected, and it didn't match the melody of "God's will is like a knife"!

"What's the matter? Wrong accompaniment? " Some whispered doubts.

"It's probably the band teacher's hand shaking, but it's a pity for the quiet atmosphere. This song is going to be ruined. " Someone shook his head and sighed.

Basically, the audience who are familiar with "the will of heaven is like a knife" are surprised and feel that there must be something wrong with the accompaniment.

This is the accident of the performance. The atmosphere created by it is likely to be destroyed, and a main song will become a chicken rib. It's a pity to eat tasteless and give up.

Chen Yijun sat on the second floor and looked at the scene. His tense face finally showed a smile.

"God help me! What's this called? That's what it's like to do evil and not live! " Chen Yijun thought to himself.

I thought the band teacher would immediately correct the wrong melody when he found it. Who knows that the melody has been playing all the time, as if he didn't realize it was wrong.

If it wasn't for Yin Xia who reported the title of the song in advance, everyone would suspect that Yin Xia was going to sing a brand new song.

In everyone's questioning eyes, Yin Xia suddenly spoke under the light.

However, the voice is very light, so light that people have to do their best to keep the scene extremely quiet to hear clearly.

Everyone opened their ears and tried hard to hear what Yin Xia sang.

But it's a piece of "cutting sandalwood" from the book of songs.

"It's hard to cut down the sandalwood in Kankan, but it's hard to make the river dry. The river is clear and clear. No crops, no crops, no crops, no crops? No hunting, no hunting, no hunting in huzhanerting? That gentleman, not vegetarian!

Cancanvass are on the side of the river. The river is clear and straight. No crops, no crops, no crops? No hunting, no hunting, huzhanerting County special? That gentleman, no vegetarian!

The cancancanvass, the rivers of home. The river is clear and dry. No crops, no crops, no crops? No hunting, no hunting, there are County quails in huzhanerting? I'm a gentleman, but I don't like dinner! "

Yin Xia recited this spring and Autumn Period folk song slowly and deeply, with drooping eyes and whispering. It's not like a singer, on the contrary, it's like an elderly granny telling a story of 2000 years.

"It's sandalwood《 It seems that the lyrics of "God's will is like a knife" are useful to this poem The audience whispered.

But he just said a word, was stopped by the friend next to him.

"Shh! Don't talk. Listen to the music. "

The speaker looked at the audience next to him, but all of them leaned forward and focused. He was attracted by Yin Xia's deliberately lowered tone.

So he didn't dare to talk any more and soon got into the atmosphere.

As if there was magic in general, Yin Xia used a unique tone and speed to control the whole scene.

People who have just reached the summit are led by Yin Xia back to thousands of years ago, listening to the songs of that era.

The accompaniment of the band teacher is also very light, which complements Yin Xia's recitation.

The whole stage fell into a kind of extreme silence, with only the whispering singers chanting in prayer.

The scene was sacred and solemn.

All people's thoughts are infinitely far away, through more than 2000 years of time, to the era of war but the generation of celebrities.

Yin Xia is holding the rope in his hand and letting people's thoughts fly.

Even Lin Chengqing in the box was attracted, his face was inexplicably serious, his eyes were shining, as if he saw something wonderful.

A pair of vicissitudes and heavy scroll, slowly unfolded in the minds of people, for a long time.

People thought that this melody would continue and last for the whole song.

I didn't expect to see Wang Yong in the corner of the stage suddenly raise his hands and drop his huge drumsticks.

Such as lightning piercing the sky, such as the wheel of history crushing the Millennium hegemony, a heavy and loud drum shake open the air, into the people's eardrum.

Hum!

Everyone felt a tremor, such as the morning bell, the whole person was shocked by the sound of the drum. Goose bumps spread from the arms to the whole body.

The aftereffects of the first sound have not yet dissipated, and the second sound follows.

And it's bigger than the first sound. Even though people are awake, their hearts are still shaken by the sound.

At this time, Yin Xia's chanting continued, forming an indescribable atmosphere with the drum sound.

Dong!

Wang Yong didn't give the audience time to respond. The third drum came again. With this sound, Wang Yong tried his best and the drumstick fell steadily on the drum. See drum face rapid vibration, a strong sound burst out suddenly.

It's like carrying the power to destroy the sky and collapse the ground, instantly crushing the audience's psychological defense line.

For example, on the battlefield, flags are raised, swords and guns come out of their scabbard, horses hiss and geese sing, and the wind rolls yellow sand. All the pictures come out with the sound of the third drum, filling the minds of the audience.

Yin Xia, who has been singing quietly, immediately raised her tone, and the accompaniment of the band teacher also changed, becoming the opening song of "God's will is like a knife".

"Heaven's will is like a knife, life is scribbled, you have to bend down if you don't want to break your eyebrows

Wind like a knife, life is grass, the wind blowing grass low, who is sneering

I once dreamed of the ends of the earth. I once sold my sword for a knife

But someone has been singing that song that has been around for thousands of years

Yin Xia's song finally overshadowed the drum, the accompaniment, and the image of everyone's soul, filling people's ears with goose bumps shaking all over.

Everyone's eyes are shining with bright light, and his face is excited and inexplicable.

If Lin Chengqing had brought a relaxed hi before, now Yin Xia has brought them a direct shock.

Compared with the former, the latter is more unforgettable.

Dong Dong, Dong Dong, although Wang Yong only touched the drum for the first time. However, with his deep understanding of the song "the will of heaven is like a knife", he just uses artistic conception to make up for the skill. The drum is perfectly embedded in Yin Xia's song, which sets off the emotion to the extreme.

Until the song drops and the music stops. Wang Yongcai suddenly ended the song with a drum sound which was not loud but deep.

The audience was stunned, as if their spirits were taken away by the sound of the drum, unable to wake up from the shock for a long time.

"Powerful, powerful, really powerful!" The first one to wake up is Lin Chengqing in the box.

He did not have any professional comments, but used three powerful expressions to express his indescribable mood.

He never thought that Yin Xia would create such a form. The whole audience tried their best to sing low and high, just to embellish Wang Yong's three drums.

At the end of the song, what impresses people is not Yin Xia's song, but the three drums that penetrate the soul.

But it would be a big mistake to think that Yin Xia's singing skills are not good. Lin Chengqing bet that one person would never achieve this effect. Only Yin Xia's mastery and understanding of this song, coupled with his unique voice talent, can perfectly cooperate with Wang Yong to create this effect.

I'm afraid there will be no more of this song. It will only exist today and in the hearts of every audience.