"The singer who will appear next may not be recognized by many of the people present."

Jiang Yang's voice suddenly slowed down, quietly calming the restless audience.

After all, after listening to five quick songs in a row, even the calm audience was mobilized early at this moment.

However, the singer sang a very gentle slow song next.

To be honest, Jiang Yang, as the host of "Autumn of Music", has roughly explored the rules of high-scoring songs on this platform for eight consecutive episodes.

First, singers like Yue Shao and Luo Chen, who are popular in themselves, will not have low scores no matter what they sing. If the song is good, then you can basically be sure to win the championship.

The second is that the music style is novel. Generally speaking, songs that make people listen to their ears will not score low.

The third type is roughly a big song with very high skills from the singer. This kind of song may not win the championship, but the score will never be low. However, the number of listening to this kind of song after being on the platform is not high, so there are fewer and fewer such songs on the song-making platform.

It also indirectly shows that the audience's musical aesthetic can also be improved subtly.

If there is no ups and downs like this, and it is not a slow song sung by a famous singer, it is almost impossible to get a high score.

Jiang Yang suddenly thought of the scene where he ran into the singer in the background. The other party was a very gentle woman.

She didn't mind the wrinkles on her face and the white hair on her head. She grew old naturally and enjoyed all the gifts given by God.

Even though they were just saying hello and there was no more communication, Jiang Yang could still feel the powerful vitality and calmness of the other party.

What a pity it would be if such an elder disappeared in a hurry if he sang a song on this stage.

"What she brought today is a new song that she has never sung before. That's right, it's her first song tonight. I think everyone should be familiar with the creator of this song, that is our Mr. Zhou Yiyang."

The four girls turned their heads at the same time and looked at Zhou Yiyang with some surprise.

Without them speaking, Zhou Yiyang nodded and admitted this: "Yes, the song I gave her. You guys are jealous, right?"

"How could that happen!" Tang Yue shook her head and said with a smile: "I just think that the person who can let Brother Yang take the initiative to write songs is definitely not ordinary."

"It must be a very powerful singer!" Wang Xingrui looked very excited: "I really hope to compete with her!"

Three hundred viewers finally gradually eased down in Jiang Yang's introduction.

"Please invite Lu Liwen to bring us "Viet"."

The curtain opened and only one piano appeared.

A woman in a big red dress walked out of the backstage.

The audience at the scene did not recognize her, but after seeing her, they subconsciously applauded her.

It is very touching to be able to stand on the stage and sing with such confidence.

At this time, many people began to applaud spontaneously, but the female singer used gestures to signal everyone to calm down.

She sat in front of the piano without showing off any skills or saying a word, and her throat and keys made sounds at the same time.

Lin Xuan'er was sitting there. She had actually imagined what kind of singer she would be before this.

However, when she heard the other person's first lyrics, she instantly calmed down.

This is the magic of music and the charm of time.

It is impossible for a person who has been singing for forty or fifty years to make such an experienced sound. You seem to be able to hear the traces of time, blended into the song, and become intriguing particles.

Su Yin stared at the stage blankly, and in a daze, she seemed to see her mother.

She suddenly thought that maybe after another ten or twenty years, her mother would still burn herself on the stage. At that time, would she be the same as this senior?

Very touched.

This kind of touch is complex, including music, singing, and personal charm.

At that moment, Su Yin suddenly felt that it would be such a wonderful thing if she could sing on the stage until she was fifty or sixty.

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Pit yr pleette ble d gry

L t er'

Wit eye tt w te dre i y l ］

Zhou Yiyang didn't understand why Lu Liwen asked him to write a heart-wrenching slow song.

"You should know that it is difficult to get high scores in this kind of song. Especially when many viewers don't know you."

"I know." Lu Liwen likes drinking coke in private. This really seems out of place with her age. "But I am at this age, do you think I care about scores? I don't expect to have more fans."

"Yes." Zhou Yiyang suddenly smiled, and suddenly felt that his mind was not turning around. How could he use the standards of a young singer to ask Lu Liwen? "What if it is an English song?"

"It's absolutely fine." Lu Liwen's eyes lit up: "A good singer, conveying emotions should be able to break through the language barrier."

Now, when Zhou Yi and Yangguang heard these four lyrics, he understood Lu Liwen's skills.

The plain beginning is not high in tone, but it is extremely beautiful. Moreover, everyone on the scene can be immediately pulled into her mood by Lu Liwen after hearing this song.

Lu Liwen is definitely a top expert. If this song is used as a metaphor, it should be a bone-transforming palm. I didn’t feel amazing at first, but when I came to my senses, I was already hit by this song.

Lu Liwen is definitely not singing with skills. She devotes all her emotions to this song.

It is the loneliness that few soulmates have lived in the past many years.

It was Dugu Qiubai's great enlightenment after his great enlightenment.

It is reconciliation with oneself and great love in the world.

Zhou Yiyang seemed to have seen her life through this song.

And all of this was hidden in the singing.

Gently and slowly, hitting the hearts of the audience.

[w I dertd

Wt y t day ed y t e

w y ffered fr yr nature

w y t day ed t et te free

Tey wld t lite

Tey did t w

Perp tey'll lite w]

Even in the climax part, Lu Liwen did not show off her skills.

That indifference made Wang Xingrui feel very touched.

She felt that if she had said that she could really not resist such a good opportunity. She would definitely sing as high notes as possible, and she would want everyone to know how capable she could sing.

But now she has benefited a lot from hearing Lu Liwen's delicate handling.

This kind of singing method that can make a big move requires extremely high control over the sound and emotional control.

Many times when singing a song that is deeply emotional, these singers can't help but immerse themselves in it, allowing their emotions to burst out wantonly.

However, Lu Liwen did not. She was so restrained from beginning to end.

She is not singing for the audience, she is more like talking to herself.

Wang Xingrui didn't even notice that she actually cried.

Tears fell on the back of her hand.

She seemed to hear someone crying.

That was not Lu Liwen, but a genius who was not understood by the world.

No one heard his voice, w. He was so lonely, the only one who could accompany him was the sky full of stars.

Wang Xingrui's hands were tightly clutching her knees, and her scalp was numb. She didn't expect that she could hear such a high-level scene.

What Lu Liwen is most terrifying is not her skills, but that when you hear her singing, you can instantly immerse her emotions.

It is also what people often call heartfeltness.

"It's so awesome." Su Yin and Tang Yue didn't know how to evaluate it, but after listening to this song, they were really emotionally inspired by Lu Liwen.

"Her soft singing skills are almost invincible." Lin Xuan'er looked at the stage with reverence.

After Lu Liwen finished singing, she walked to the center of the stage and bowed to the audience very old-fashionedly.

Then, in the light, I slowly walked off the stage.

Only a slim back was left.
Chapter completed!