Chapter 150 The Shock of "Fireworks Easy to Cold"

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Xiao Yunhai was very impressed when he saw this situation. This kind of aura of a heavenly king was definitely something he couldn't possess now.

It would take Xiao Yunhai at least ten years to control the atmosphere of the entire scene with his gestures like he did.

Ye Yongren said with a smile: "Today I came uninvited, mainly to ask Xiao Yunhai Xingshi's guilt. I just finished an event and planned to go back to Hong Kong Island. I have already booked the air ticket. But when I heard about this kid He was holding his first album conference here, and I got angry on the spot. It really made me angry that I didn't notify me in advance of such a big thing. Fortunately, I caught up quickly, what do you think I should do? punish him?"

Everyone knew that Ye Yongren was joking, so they came up with all kinds of bad ideas. A strong man with a loud voice shouted for a drink, causing everyone to laugh.

Ye Yongren also smiled and said, "Let's avoid drinking. I think it's better to let him sing. I heard that he wrote another Chinese style, so I'll order it. Do you think it's okay?"

"it is good."

"Then ask Xiao Yunhai to sing for us on stage."

In fact, when Ye Yongren was offstage, he heard Su Yingxue say that the song Xiao Yunhai prepared to sing was the Chinese style "Fireworks Are Easy to Cold", so he said this, and it saved the host's trouble.

Ye Yongren turned around and handed the microphone to Xiao Yunhai, patted him on the shoulder, and said softly, "Sing well."

Xiao Yunhai nodded and said to everyone: "To be honest, seeing so many teachers and friends come to cheer me on, my heart is really warm, and at the same time I have a lot of pressure. They are all in the entertainment industry. People who have established their own high status, do you feel sorry for them if my album does not perform well?"

"Yes."

"Then I have to work hard."

"Let's get down to business. The Chinese-style song I brought today is called "Fireworks Easy to Cold". The source of this song comes from a love story in Luoyang Jialan Ji. It describes a general and a woman who have a private life, but When the general fought on the battlefield, the woman could only wait in Luoyang City, under the chaos of the army, and finally became a nun. After the general came back, he found the ancient Jialan Temple where the woman became a monk, but she had already passed away, leaving the general alone there. Sigh."

"Maybe it's just an old-fashioned love story to everyone, but with this song, if you think about it again, you may have a different feeling."

Xiao Yunhai said here,

A thousand-year-old ancient temple with blue bricks and black tiles and mottled exterior walls appeared on the big screen.

This ancient temple has obviously been a few years old, and it is covered with countless moss, which looks very old.

An old monk walked to the door and looked at the Jialan Temple on the plaque at the main entrance of the ancient temple.

It was this drop of tears that slowly slid down that made the originally noisy venue completely silent!

This old monk was played by Xiao Yunhai, and it took three hours just to make up. He also couldn't do it himself.

You can't invite those older generation artists to come because of a small mv. Even if you have the cheek to ask, people probably won't come, which is a bit too cheap.

Ye Yongren's eyes lit up, this old monk is so powerful, he can infect everyone through his emotions, which is definitely a means of movie emperor level.

"Who actually played this? Why didn't I recognize it myself?"

Seeing this scene, Chen Huan immediately sat up straight and murmured, "This is creating a mood for the next singing layout. What kind of amazing work is this?"

When Xiao Yunhai sang "Orchid Pavilion Preface" on the stage of literary life, he put a lot of effort into creating the artistic conception of the song. It's just not perfect due to conditions.

And this time, in order to achieve the best results, Xiao Yunhai can be said to have done everything he could.

From the time he told the story, he deliberately used a low and ethereal tone to calm people down, and then the picture on the MV successfully made everyone into the mood of the old monk, and finally the low and sad sound of the guqin joined in. , instantly and perfectly created the atmosphere Xiao Yunhai wanted.

And Xiao Yunhai himself has completely entered the state.

After the prelude was completed, Xiao Yunhai finally sang the first lyric.

"The sound of prosperity, escaping into the empty door and breaking the world. The dream is cold, and you have tossed around a lifetime of love debts and several books. If you agree, life and death are waiting, waiting for a circle, another circle of annual rings."

Under the stage, whether it is guests, reporters or fans, they are all stupid.

They looked at the lyrics displayed on the big screen, along with the sad and lingering soundtrack they heard in their ears, all of them were stunned, and everyone seemed to have entered another world, a world compiled by Xiao Yunhai.

"Oh my God! Who can tell me, what did I hear? Is it the voice of nature?"

"It sounds good, it's really good, and the Huaxia style is also sung by the Emperor Yun to have such a taste."

"Yuyin surrounds the beam, I love the Chinese style to death."

Shocked, really shocking.

The second verse soon followed.

"Futu Tower, a few floors are broken, whose soul is broken. Pain goes straight, a broken lamp, a collapsed mountain gate. Let me wait, history turns around. Wait for the wine to be mellow, and wait for you to play a guzheng."

"The Futu Pagoda, Candeng, and Mountain Gate are really full of artistic conception." A reporter with a very cultural background was impressed.

"Brother, keep your voice down, I want to listen carefully." A reporter next to him complained.

"The rain is pouring, and the old hometown is deep. I heard that you are always alone. The mottled city gates are entrenched with old tree roots, and the echoes on the slate are waiting. The lonely city. The sound of the shepherd's flute on the outskirts of the city fell on that wild village, and it was us who took root."

After Xiao Yunhai finished singing the first stanza, Chen Huan wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, sighed, and said, "You are a genius."

Ye Yongren nodded and said, "The music industry in the future will definitely be headed by him, let's see. Next year's Jinzun Music Festival will probably be held for him."

The emotional queen Yao Na was already sobbing and speechless, but her eyes were always on the stage.

"Sister Ya, Brother Xiao's song won't be like this, right?" Dong Piaopiao next to him asked while wiping away his tears.

Cai Pingya blushed and said, "Probably not. Wanqing, you have the best relationship with him, have you heard of it before?"

Zhao Wanqing shook her head: "No, this is the first time I've heard it."

Zhao Wanqing looked at Xiao Yunhai on the stage affectionately, with a burst of pride in her heart. At this time, she even wanted to rush to the stage and tell everyone that this talented musician is hers, and none of you can rob it.

The accompaniment time of the first and second paragraphs is relatively long, more than forty seconds, and it is still sad and lingering.

"Listening to the laughter of youth ushering in envy makes many people envious. That history book is too gentle and unwilling to write. Fireworks are easy to be cold, and personnel are easy to separate. And you are asking to follow me, wandering for a lifetime..."

The second paragraph is different from the previous soft and gentle, and becomes a little tight and fast. When Jay Chou in the previous life sang here, he used a very different singing style from the previous paragraph.

On the other hand, Xiao Yunhai only increased his speed a little, but the singing method he used did not change in any way. But it still sounds pleasant.

When Ye Yongren in the audience heard the lyrics that fireworks are easy to be cold and people are easy to divide, the tears could no longer be controlled and flowed out.

The pictures that were buried deep in my heart seemed to be turned up again by Xiao Yunhai's singing, and they kept flashing before my eyes.

Many middle-aged people are also constantly chewing fireworks in their mouths, and the eight characters are easy to be divided into personnel, it feels like they are written in their hearts, making their eyes slightly sour.

"It's raining a lot, and the old hometown is full of grass and trees... It's us that fate takes root."

Xiao Yunhai sang the chorus of the second stanza twice, raising the implied deep affection to the highest point, then suddenly fell down and sang the last lyric.

"The Garan Temple listens to the sound of rain and looks forward to... eternity."

Just at this moment, the old monk standing in front of the window on the screen once again shed a lonely tear. He sighed deeply and closed the window gently.

The extremely complicated emotions revealed in his eyes instantly ignited the most vulnerable string in people's hearts.

When the last note fell, the reception hall of the hotel, which accommodated more than 500 people, fell into a strange silence, and even the sound of hair falling to the ground could be heard throughout the scene.

Everyone was still immersed in the artistic conception created by Xiao Yunhai.

I don't know who was the first to stand up and clapped their palms twice. For a moment, people seemed to wake up from a dream. More and more people stood up to applaud, the applause became louder and louder, and countless cheers followed.

The whole scene suddenly fell into a boil.

The applause was like a tidal wave, like a hurricane, sweeping the entire hall with an irresistible force, heading towards Xiao Yunhai like an overwhelming force.

The cameras, cameras, and dv of the reporters were all dispatched in unison, bombarding Xiao Yunhai on the stage indiscriminately, and the flash was never heard for a moment.

"Shoot him to death. For the sake of "Fireworks Easy to Cold", we must shoot him to death." A young reporter kept pressing the shutter all the time, babbling in his mouth.

In the guest room, Ye Yongren clapped his hands and said, "The Divine Comedy has appeared, and "Fireworks Easy to Cold" must be the best single at the Golden Bottle Awards next year. It is estimated that no one can surpass it."

Yao Na vigorously wiped the tears from her face and said, "Is there another person who might surpass him?"

Chen Huan looked at her in surprise and asked, "Who else could it be?"

"It's herself. Who knows what kind of songs this guy can write."

Ye Yongren nodded and said, "Yes, it's very possible. By the way, have you recognized who the actor who played the old monk is? The acting is really amazing. "

Zhao Wanqing next to him said, "Of course it's him."

She is most familiar with Xiao Yunhai. When he first appeared, Zhao Wanqing had already recognized him, and she was full of admiration for his acting skills.

Ye Yongren looked at Zhao Wanqing in surprise, and sighed: "I didn't expect this guy not only sings well, but also has such strong acting skills. The situation in the entertainment industry is going to change drastically. In the future, there will be another best actor opponent for the Golden Bottle Award. "

In addition to these professionals' great appreciation for "Fireworks Easy to Cold", people in the audience were also caught up in heated discussions.

"I swear I've never heard such a beautiful song. Huaxia style is Xiao Yunhai who can sing its taste. Compared with it, the fake Huaxia style on the market today is simply rubbish."

"I'm looking forward to the release of the "Fairy Tale" album soon. I will definitely buy it as soon as possible. I have to listen to this song at least ten times, no, twenty times."

"Hey, if only I could listen to it again. Come on January 12th."