Xiao Yunhai was very impressed when he saw this situation. This kind of heavenly king aura was definitely something he couldn't have right now.
Xiao Yunhai would need at least another ten years to be able to control the atmosphere of the entire scene with a wave of his hand like he did.
Ye Yongren said with a smile, "Today, I came uninvited, mainly to denounce Xiao Yunhai for his crimes. I just attended an event and planned to go back to Hong Kong. I have already booked the ticket. But as soon as I heard that this kid was holding his first album release here, I was angry on the spot. It's such a big thing and you didn't even inform me in advance. It really makes me angry. Fortunately, I arrived in time. How do you think I should 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 to drink, causing everyone to laugh.
Ye Yongren also laughed and said, "Let's not drink. I think we'd better let him sing. I heard that he wrote another Hua Xia style song, so I'll choose it. What do you think, everyone? "
"Okay."
"Then let's invite Xiao Yunhai to sing for us on stage."
In fact, when Ye Yongren was under the stage, he heard Su Yingxue say that Xiao Yunhai's song was Hua Xia style "Fireworks Turn Cold", so he said so, which saved the host the trouble.
Ye Yongren turned 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, I really feel very warm in my heart when I see so many teachers and friends coming to cheer for me. At the same time, I also have a lot of pressure. They are all people who have established their lofty status in the entertainment industry. Do you think that if my album doesn't do well, I will be sorry for them? "
"Yes."
"Then I have to work hard."
"Let's get back to business. The Hua Xia style song I brought today is called "Fireworks Turn Cold". The origin of this song is a love story in Luoyang Temple. It described a general and a woman who had pledged to marry each other. However, the general was fighting on the battlefield while the woman could only wait bitterly in Luoyang. In the chaos of war, she eventually became a nun. When the general returned, he found the Jialan Temple where the woman had become a nun, but she had already passed away, leaving the general alone to sigh. "
"Perhaps to everyone, this is just an old love story, but with this song, if you think about it again, you might have a different feeling."
As Xiao Yunhai said this, a thousand-year-old temple appeared on the screen. It had green bricks, black tiles, and a mottled exterior.
This ancient temple had clearly been around for a long time. It was covered in moss and looked extremely old.
An old monk walked to the door and stared at the signboard of Sangharama Temple. He was lost in thought. His wrinkled face was filled with memories of the past. Unknowingly, a drop of old tear flowed out of his eye.
It was this teardrop that caused the originally noisy venue to fall completely silent!
This old monk was played by Xiao Yunhai. Just the makeup alone took three hours. He had no other choice but to do it personally.
He couldn't possibly invite an older artist for a tiny music video, right? Even if he were thick-skinned enough to invite them, they probably wouldn't come. That would be too degrading.
Ye Yongren's eyes lit up. This old monk was impressive. He could influence everyone through his emotions. It was definitely the work of a Best Actor.
"Who is acting this? Why can't I recognize him? "
When Chen Huan saw this scene, she immediately sat up straight and muttered, "This is creating the mood for the upcoming performance. What kind of stunning work is this? "
Back when Xiao Yunhai performed "Preface to the Orchid Pavilion" on the stage of Literary Life, he had spent a lot of effort to create the mood of the song. However, due to the conditions, it wasn't perfect.
This time, in order to achieve the best effect, Xiao Yunhai could be said to have used all his means.
When he was telling the story, he deliberately used a low and ethereal tone to calm people down. Then, the image on the music video successfully made everyone enter the mood of the old monk. Finally, the low and sorrowful sound of the guqin was added, creating the perfect atmosphere Xiao Yunhai wanted.
Xiao Yunhai himself was completely in the zone.
After the prelude was completed, Xiao Yunhai finally sang the first line of the lyrics.
"The sound of prosperity escapes into the gate of Buddhism, killing the world. The dream is cold, tossing and turning for a lifetime, leaving behind a few love debts. Like your default, life and death wait, bitterly wait, circle after circle, circle after circle of annual rings. "
Below the stage, whether it was the guests, reporters, or fans, they were all dumbfounded.
They looked at the lyrics displayed on the big screen and heard the sorrowful and lingering music in their ears. They were all stunned. Everyone seemed to have entered another world, a world created by Xiao Yunhai.
"Oh my god! Can someone tell me what I just heard? Is it the sound of nature? "
"Nice, it's really nice. Hua Xia style, only Yun Huang can sing it like this."
"The lingering sound, I love Hua Xia style."
Shocking, it was really too shocking.
The second line of the lyrics soon appeared.
"The pagoda, how many floors are broken, whose souls are broken." "Pain goes straight to a broken lamp, a collapsed mountain gate." "Let me wait, history turns around." "Wait for the wine to mellow, wait for you to play the guqin."
"The pagoda, broken lamp, mountain gate, it's really full of artistic conception." A very cultured reporter slapped the table and praised.
"Brother, lower your voice, I still want to listen carefully." A reporter next to him complained.
"The rain falls, the old hometown is covered in grass and trees. I heard that you've always been alone." "The mottled city gate, entrenched in old tree roots, echoing on the stone floor is waiting again." "The rain falls, the old hometown is covered in grass and trees." "I heard that you're still guarding the lonely city." "The sound of the rural flute in the outskirts of the city fell in that wild village. Fate has taken root, it's us."
After Xiao Yunhai finished singing the first section, Chen Huan wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes, sighed and said, "What a genius."
Ye Yongren nodded and said, "In the future, the music industry will definitely be led by him. Just watch. Next year's Golden Bottle Music Festival will probably be held for him. "
The emotional queen Yao Na was already sobbing and speechless, but her eyes were still fixed on the stage.
"Sister Ya, Brother Xiao's song won't end like this, right?" Dong Piaopiao asked while wiping her tears.
Cai Pingya's eyes were red and she said, "I don't think so. Wan Qing, you have the best relationship with him. Have you heard it before? "
Zhao Wanqing shook her head and said, "No, this is the first time I've heard it."
Zhao Wanqing looked affectionately at Xiao Yunhai on the stage and felt proud. At this time, she even wanted to rush up to the stage and tell everyone that this talented musician was hers and no one could take him away from her.
The accompaniment for the first and second sections was relatively long, more than 40 seconds, and it was still sad and lingering.
"Listening to the laughter of youth, many people are envious. The book of history is too gentle, but it's too cruel. Fireworks cool, people are easy to separate. And you're asking … Follow me and wander for a lifetime … "
The second section was different from the previous gentle and smooth, and it became a little more compact and fast. In his previous life, when Jay Chou sang this part of the song, his singing style was completely different from the previous part of the song.
Xiao Yunhai only sped up a little, but the singing method he used did not change at all. But it still sounded pleasing to the ears.
When Ye Yongren heard the lyrics, "Fireworks cool, people are easy to separate, people are easy to separate," he could no longer control his tears and they flowed out.
The scenes buried deep in his heart seemed to be dug out by Xiao Yunhai's singing, and they kept flashing in front of his eyes.
Many middle-aged people also kept chewing on the words, "Fireworks cool, people are easy to separate, people are easy to separate," as if they were written in their hearts, making their eyes slightly sour.
"The rain falls, the grass and trees are deep in the old hometown … Fate takes root, it's us."
Xiao Yunhai sang the chorus of the second section twice, raising the hidden affection to the highest point. Then, he suddenly slid down and sang the last line of the lyrics.
"Qielan Temple listens to the sound of the rain … Eternity."
At this moment, the old monk standing in front of the window on the screen shed a lonely tear again. He sighed deeply and gently closed the window.
The extremely complex emotions revealed in his eyes instantly ignited the most fragile string in the hearts of the audience.
When the last note fell, the hotel reception hall, which could accommodate more than 500 people, fell into a strange silence. Everyone present could hear the sound of a hair falling to the ground.
Everyone was still immersed in the artistic conception created by Xiao Yunhai.
No one knew who was the first to stand up and clap, but in a moment, the audience seemed to wake up from a dream. More and more people stood up and applauded, and the applause grew louder and louder, followed by countless cheers.
The whole venue suddenly fell into an uproar.
The applause was like a tide, like a hurricane, sweeping through the entire hall with an irresistible force, heading straight for Xiao Yunhai.
The reporters' cameras, cameras, and camcorders were all activated, bombarding Xiao Yunhai on the stage. The flashes did not stop for a moment.
"Shoot him to death. For the sake of 'Fireworks Easily Turn Cold', we must shoot him to death." A young reporter kept pressing the shutter and nagging.
In the guest seats, Ye Yongren clapped and said, "The divine song has appeared. 'Fireworks Cool Down' will definitely be the best single at next year's Golden Goblet Awards. I don't think anyone can surpass it."
Yao Na wiped the tears from her face and said, "There's someone else who can surpass him?"
Chen Huan looked at her in surprise and asked, "Who else can it be?"
"It's her. Who knows what kind of songs this guy can write. "
Ye Yongren nodded and said, "Yes, it's very possible. By the way, did you recognize the actor who played the old monk? His acting skills are really good. "
Zhao Wanqing next to him said, "Of course it's him."
She was most familiar with Xiao Yunhai. When he first appeared, Zhao Wanqing had already recognized him and was full of admiration for his acting skills.
Ye Yongren looked at Zhao Wanqing in surprise and sighed. "I didn't expect this guy to not only sing well, but also act so well. The situation in the entertainment circle is going to change. In the future, there will be one more competitor for the Golden Goblet Awards. "
In addition to these professionals praising "Fireworks Cool Down," the audience also fell into a heated discussion.
"I swear I've never heard such a good song. Only Xiao Yunhai can sing the Hua Xia style. Compared to it, the fake Hua Xia styles on the market are just rubbish. "
"I'm looking forward to the release of the 'Fairy Tale' album. When the time comes, I'll buy it as soon as possible. I want to listen to this song at least ten times, no, twenty times. "
"Ah, if only I could listen to it again. January 12th comes quickly. "
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