Backstage, the kids were laughing and chatting endlessly! Even though it was just a handful of cotton candy, they still had a lot of fun.
"Xin Er, Xin Er, look at me!" Xi Xi giggled.
Yang Yi turned around just like Lan Xin when he heard that. He saw that Xi Xi had unknowingly pulled out a large piece of white cotton candy. When they looked over, she gave Lan Xin a look that said, "Look at me", and bit the thick end of the cotton candy.
"Mmm, hehe..." Xi Xi chuckled as she bit the cotton candy.
Lan Xin and Yang Yi, who had turned around to look at them, could tell what she was doing and laughed. However, Xi Xi seemed to be worried that Lan Xin couldn't tell. She stroked her beard and said vaguely, "Xin Er, look, doesn't it look like my grandfather's beard?"
"Yes!" Lan Xin had an idea. She also tore off a large piece of pink cotton candy (the inside of the "fresh flower") and bit it in her mouth like Xi Xi.
However, she felt that it was very sweet. She couldn't help but lick and eat a little before saying, "Look, mine is red!"
"Hehe, no, it's not red! Yours is pink... "Xi Xi took off her beard and corrected her with a crooked smile.
Lan Xin didn't respond. She was busy stuffing the cotton candy into her mouth with her fingers.
Tong Tong was the same. He sat on a chair and held a cotton candy in each hand. He was drooling as he ate. How could he have the time to look at what his sisters were doing?
Yang Yi looked at the little guys' childish behavior with a smile on his face, but he felt extra warm. Perhaps he liked this kind of innocent state. He would leave the social work of chatting with the deputy mayor to Lan Zhou Kai!
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Murphy's concert started. Just like before, Murphy opened with "Coming Across the Ocean to See You," which was one of her most representative works.
There was no need to say much about this song. After all, to a certain extent, it also thanked the fans who came from all over the world to listen to her concert. The familiar melody and slightly sad singing made the fans at the scene intoxicated.
However, after the song, Yang Yi came from backstage to the front and stood hand in hand with Murphy.
When they saw Yang Yi, the fans below the stage were a little surprised, not only because of the Erhu in Yang Yi's hand, but also because in Mo Fei's previous concerts, he usually came out at the end. Why was he so early today?
Of course, the fans were very happy to see Yang Yi. After all, when they saw the erhu in Yang Yi's hand, they knew that Yang Yi and Murphy were going to perform a new song!
Amidst the applause, Yang Yi smiled and started to talk to the audience. "As you all know, Murphy and I have recently signed a contract to become the tourism and cultural promotion ambassadors of Jiangcheng City. Although we were not born and raised in Jiangcheng City, we have lived here for many years. Our second child was born in Jiangcheng City. Therefore, we have deep feelings for Jiangcheng City, as if it was our second hometown!"
"Thanks to the people of Jiangcheng City, we have become the tourism and cultural promotion ambassadors of Jiangcheng City. Since we want to promote our beautiful Jiangcheng City to the people of the whole country, I think there is nothing more suitable than a song specially composed for Jiangcheng City. After all, Murphy is a professional singer. I can barely be considered a musician!" Yang Yi smiled.
The fans below the stage laughed. They felt that Yang Yi was too modest. From the number of songs that Yang Yi had written, if he said that he could barely be considered a musician, then who else was qualified to say that they were in the music industry?
After Yang Yi gave a simple opening speech, he did not continue to be long-winded. He made an announcement to Mo Fei's next song, then took a few steps back, sat on the erhu bench that had been prepared for him, and got into a good position.
Murphy had been standing quietly beside Yang Yi. Her presence was very low as she smiled and watched Yang Yi speak. Now, after Yang Yi stepped back, everyone focused their attention on her. Murphy, who quietly picked up the microphone, although she did not move much, her temperament was extraordinary. Her movements were natural and elegant. Her every move showed that she could control the whole situation!
Perhaps this was the confidence of a Queen of Heaven singer?
With the microphone in her hand, the focus naturally fell on her!
Only the sound of a bamboo flute could be heard from the backstage. Although it was played by the orchestra behind Yang Yi, the audience could hear the prelude from the speakers from all directions. And very quickly, it was mixed with Yang Yi's erhu performance and the melody of the ancient Chinese three-string instrument. Such a sad and light prelude made the audience feel refreshed!
"Music can be played like this? And with so many ancient instruments, this song is not bad! "Below the stage, many of the audience had the same thoughts as Chu Fangfang.
But after all, the accompaniment was just an accompaniment. It could never overshadow the main character of the song. Especially after the prelude, when Mo Fei's beautiful voice began to sing, people's attention still returned to Mo Fei.
"There are many stories in Jiangcheng, full of joy and happiness … If you come to Jiangcheng, you will gain a lot …"
Yes, this "Stories of Jiangcheng" was a promotional song for Jiangcheng's tourism after Yang Yi had crudely tampered with someone else's "Stories of a Small Town"!
However, although the lyrics were simple and straightforward, and the melody was gentle and long, under Murphy's interpretation, this song still gave off the feeling of peace but full of changes!
Listen to her sing: "It looks like a painting, but it sounds like a song. The realms of life are true, kind, and beautiful, and this includes …"
The lyrics were plain and ordinary, but in the dullness, there was a lingering aftertaste. Just by listening to Murphy's gentle and quiet voice with a hint of sweetness, the audience below the stage could describe in their minds the beautiful images of her and Yang Yi in Jiangcheng, like a first love couple, holding hands and playing, or hugging each other warmly!
"Talk, talk, talk, Stories of Jiangcheng are really good. Invite your friends to come along, Small Town is a guest …"
Although the lyrics returned to "Small Town" in the end, by singing Jiangcheng, which was not small in size, as a small town, it could bring Jiangcheng closer to the audience.
Unknowingly, a warm and comfortable atmosphere was created.
Although the song was coming from all directions, Mo Fei's singing made it sound like a friend was gently persuading her. Beautiful images that belonged to her appeared in her mind one after another in the song.
Perhaps this was just a small town and could not be compared to Beijing, Shanghai, Yangcheng, or Harbor City, but what did it matter? The attitude of life in Jiangcheng was just like the speed of Murphy's singing, slow and comfortable. It was most suitable for a simple life and plain happiness!
It would be best if there were a few close friends gathered together in a yard full of flowers, drinking tea and chatting, and telling their own stories …
Yes, although it was already winter, listening to Murphy's song made the fans below the stage feel the "warmth" of Jiangcheng. It was as if spring was coming and the flowers were blooming. Everything was beautiful!
"Fangfang, I suddenly want to work in Jiangcheng!" Zhong Zhenzhen was still so emotional. She held Chu Fangfang's hand and said emotionally.
"Shh, don't talk. Listen to the song quietly!" Chu Fangfang raised a finger. She was already intoxicated by Murphy's sweet voice that came from the heart.
Murphy sang the lyrics written by Yang Yi, but wasn't she singing her own heart?
When the heart was sweet, the voice would naturally be intoxicating!
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