Just now Xie Fang has given you a great sense of pride. This is the country. Everyone's heart has gone to outer space, but that is the pride of the whole nation.

What is the individual's own?

Feel this heart "bold and unconstrained" go out, have a kind of wandering desolate feeling.

And this is also the status quo of China. Countless people are far away from their hometown, but there is no place to put them in their hearts.

The motherland is strong, and all of us are contributing to this kind of power.

But where is my family?

This is the confusion of the new century generation.

Therefore, people of course hope to find a home for this wandering heart from another angle.

In fact, if you want to put Xie in the same perspective, ye Mo can think of the whole history of human development, which is more magnificent and more passionate.

However, the theme is not determined by himself, so ye Mo can only think of a piece with "home" as the center.

Almost when he saw the word "home", ye Mo already had inspiration in his mind.

"Everyone is heroic and magnificent, while Xiaojia needs delicate cotton. I have already thought about the end."

Ye Mo looks confident.

Several tutors can't help but be stunned. Ye Mo is quick enough!

Does he still have strength?

"But I won't sing any more. I'll play it for you."

Ye Mo comes to the band, borrows a saxophone from it, and asks the performers of several other instruments to help.

For a professional master, it is not difficult to quickly think of how to accompany them according to the tune.

Just like the fighting dance, professional dancers can immediately think of the dance style for the lead dancers. If they are amateur, they will give people the feeling of "family burying" madness.

So the musicians quickly understood what ye Mo meant.

"Let's call it" go home. "

Ye Molai was on the scene.

The music starts.

Before it was his turn to play the main musical instrument, ye Mo even acted as the conductor of the band.

Other musicians can immediately learn from Yemo's command what kind of speed they should play.

The beginning of the music, like a mother standing in front of the door, looking at the horizon of the road, murmuring!

People can't help but find the direction of home.

The floating bath of the heart suddenly quiet down, through the distant time and space, we seem to really see their mother.

"It's a strange feeling."

White night blinked desperately and said involuntarily.

The other three people are holding their chest in both hands, and I don't show my attitude even if you sing flowers.

But with Ye Mo playing the saxophone, something seems to have been touched.

The tense expression on the faces of the tutors, at this time, appeared a bit loose.

At this time, everyone seemed to be out of body and returned to the place full of mother's nagging.

No one to make a trace of action, afraid that their own move, the dream will wake up, will leave there!

Compared with the passion given by "the yellow man" just now is the most real self.

Ye Mo's languid and secluded melody makes everyone calm down and miss their hometown.

"Pass it on and let the Director give most of the shots to everyone on the scene, including our staff."

Fu An's arrangement, with Ye Mo's performance as the background, and everyone's heart to set off, all of a sudden caused everyone's resonance.

Ratings have been squeezed into the top five, and the broadcast screen must be up to the audience in front of the screen.

In addition to simple acting, ye Mo also adds a trace of inner strength to these voices.

It makes people feel more strongly about this piece of music.

When the show was over, everyone was still in deep thoughts.

"The music is so delicate."

The host said, pulling everyone back to reality.

A lot of people are still in the air and want to hear more.

But unfortunately, it's a race now, and time is limited.

Several tutors have become silent. All kinds of scolding words and ugly sentences that have been prepared just now can't be repeated at this time.

In order to save time, the host also quickly let netizens start voting.

At the beginning, ye Mo's vote was not ideal.

It's just a little over two million.

Seeing this, Cai Kun's eyes brightened.

"Ha ha ha, ye Mo, you're still out of breath after all!"

Looking at the slowly beating number of votes, Cai Kun was as happy as a child's new year.

Although Ye Mo's music is really good, but the tutors took the money, of course, do not want to express too much praise and evaluation to him.

Now I can't help but feel relieved when I see these votes.Xie Fang looks as if he has a winning ticket.

"Is it over?"

When the number of votes did not jump again, the host said.

Less than three million.

Cai Kun was overjoyed, and said directly, "you are really out of your wits, and you are not willing to accept What? "

Only half of what he said, he suddenly saw those votes jump again, and this jump, unexpectedly, jumped directly from 2 million to 10 million.

Everyone was stunned!

What's going on?

System error?

The number of votes is still beating up!

And a jump is five million more!

Less than five seconds have passed since Cai Kun spoke.

Ye Mo's vote count has reached 60 million, and he is still jumping up.

When a staff member came to the host and said something to the host, she came over and said, "what a surprise. The reason why the number of votes did not increase just now is that many netizens have just regained their minds from ye Mo's songs. Now they all vote at the same time. If our system had been upgraded, we were afraid that the statistics would stop. So now you can see that The number of votes is real and valid. "

When the host said that, it had reached 80 million, more than Xie Fang.

Ninety million.

100 million!

It's still going up.

There is a momentum to break the record of "masked king".

120 million.

In order to make the jump of votes more intuitive, the Jiezhi group directly turned the statistics into a pattern. The pillar above Ye Mo's name ran up like a rocket.

When it reached 160 million, the vote count began to ease and quickly stopped.

No one felt that the number of votes was so shocking. Only on the live screen, the program team played the long recorded "wow" sound for the effect!

In fact, we all think that the number of votes is too small.

A little bit disappointed.

However, this number of votes has exceeded that of Ye Mo when he participated in the masked king of songs.

Yemo proved his influence again.

As a guest judge, he actually got several times more votes than the champion.

Ye Mo returned to his seat, as if he had just done a very simple thing.

But Cai Kun is not the same. The reality directly slapped him in the face.

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