Chapter 638

It's not that Yin Xia can no longer create this kind of song, nor that they can no longer play the same music together.

But today's unique atmosphere will only appear this time. This song is sure to be popular, once people have psychological preparation after listening to it. Wang Yong's three drums are hard to create the same effect.

And this also needs to be fully realized on the spot, and it will be too bad to put it into the recording room.

Lin Chengqing doesn't think this song can be recorded on CD. Even if Yin Xia company wants to take the opportunity to record, Lin Chengqing will dissuade them.

It's because only once is precious. More times, there is no value.

Wow, after Lin Chengqing, the audience below finally woke up and burst into a tidal wave of warm applause.

The applause lasted much longer than Lin Chengqing.

This PK initiated by Lin Chengqing was obviously lost by Lin Chengqing.

But no one cares about these. After all, they all know that Lin Chengqing is just entertainment, not real PK.

Many people also thank Lin Chengqing for his previous hot spot, which makes it so easy for them to enter the artistic conception of Yin Xia's songs.

"It's a cow, my sister!"

"Yin Xia Yin Xia Yin Xia Yin Xia..."

"My God, what did I hear? I have been shocked incoherent, I swear I grow up is the first time to hear such a soul shaking song

Qian Xiaozheng's studio has gone crazy, with five million people online exploding the entire studio.

The barrage is dense and the mahjong picture is covered without any leakage. Even the barrage was jammed and jammed.

Even across the Internet, viewers in the live broadcasting room on the other end of the computer or mobile phone still feel the shock of Yin Xia's songs.

They are in the barrage of emotional say messy words, but always can not find a vent. If there is someone around, they will jump up, hug that person and kiss him to express their excitement.

Some musicians who pay attention to the concert also sit in front of the computer and watch the live broadcast.

After listening, they were silent for a long time.

Then he shook his head and said the same words as Lin Chengqing: "I'm afraid this song can't be copied any more. This little girl can't be copied either. We can be sure that in the future, a superstar of Chinese music will rise

Some musicians have hacked Yin Xia before. After listening to this song, they quietly open their microblog and delete their previous comments.

Then hit the keyboard and type a line of words - Yin Xia, I'll take it! I apologize for my ignorance of her!

The same scene also happened under Yin Xia's microblog, post bar and entertainment sections.

Originally, the netizens of black Yin Xia all expressed their admiration. In an instant, they turned black to pink and began to help Yin Xia with the song of Amway.

For a moment, the live version of Yin Xia's "God's will is like a sword" quickly occupied the top of the hot search list, and rose rapidly on a famous music app to the top three of the soaring list.

The music app editor saw this scene and immediately put it on the cover for recommendation. For a moment, it made Yin Xia's song even more popular. In just a few minutes, the comments broke ten thousand, creating the next record.

However, there are also many people who do not pay attention to venting their emotions, but show great interest. They want to know what Chen Yijun looks like at this time.

A lot of people have the same idea. They found Qian Xiaozheng's live broadcasting platform and found that Qian Xiaozheng could not photograph Chen Yijun.

Then he found Chen Yijun's Micro blog, but Chen didn't publish a new micro blog at all.

When they were a little disappointed, they inadvertently found the live link of Yanjing entertainment channel, a local channel. Click on it and it's Chen Yijun's live interview.

So people with a schadenfreude mentality, or turn on the TV, or search network TV software, surrounded by Chen Yijun at this time.

At the concert, Han Li, who is well versed in the live TV effect, pointed the camera at Chen Yijun in time.

Chen Yijun's face was gloomy, like the sky before the storm. It was heavy enough to rain.

"Miss Chen, what do you think of Yin Xia's song?" Han Li said in a timely interview.

Chen Yijun looks at Han Li with a trace of anger, clearly warning Han Li not to look for trouble.

But Han Li didn't see Chen Yijun's eyes at all. He still insisted on handing the microphone up.

However, Chen Yijun could only answer: "the arrangement of the whole song is very interesting. The most unexpected thing is the sound of the drum. The drummer is very powerful. He is definitely a master. But Yin Xia's singing is not so good. Without the embellishment of drums, this song would be very common. "

"Well, thank you for your comments. Of course, the above remarks do not represent Taiwan's position. If you don't agree with Mr. Chen's comments, you can send a short message to XXX to express your views. We will choose high-quality content and send out a fine gift. " Han Li euphemistically expressed his disapproval, angry Chen Yijun behind him is angry, but dare not spread.

In one corner of the stage, Wang Yong, the hero behind the scenes, just put down his drumstick and looked at the audience in the distance, exclaiming: "it's really 'the heart and blood of the remnant thieves are shattered, and the soldiers are weeping and worried about the wind and rain. A song will be full of excitement and endless rivers and mountains will be restored. Suddenly, the applause stopped, the seat was empty and sighed, "I can't see enough."! I believe that after this time, those doubts from the outside world will disappear, right

With that, Wang Yong turned and left. It doesn't matter whether the following songs are accompanied by drums. Besides, the original drummer was excited by Wang Yong and took the drumstick to stop the morning drum.

Only light drum accompaniment, the master can still do it.

"I can't see you're pretty good." Yao Xingchen holds his arm and says to Wang Yong who comes out.

Wang Yong just smiles and doesn't answer.

"Do you think Yin Xia hopes to reach the height of Mei Jie in the past?" Yao Xingchen looks at Yin Xia who starts singing again at the front desk and asks.

Wang Yong shook his head: "I don't know. I only know that I will protect her all the way, and I will send her as far as I can

Wang Yong's words stunned Yao Xingchen. Then he sighed and said, "she's really lucky to have such a teacher as you. If I had been born ten years earlier, maybe I could compete with her. "

"I'm sorry, you were born ten years earlier, but Yin Xia is only sixteen this year. You still can't compete with her. " Wang Yong's ruthless sarcasm.

Yao Xingchen was furious and kicked Wang Yong: "it's none of your business how old I am! Go away, smelly man

Wang Yong evaded with a smile and went to listen to the song.

Because of the shocking effect of "the will of heaven is like a knife", Yin Xia changed the order of the next songs and selected two warm cover songs.

In this way, we can not only give people time to calm down, but also interact with the audience.

For a time, it's enjoyable to sing on and off the stage.

And the original one and a half hour concert, also in the audience's chorus request forced to extend. Yin Xia sang for two and a half hours before the end.

Generally speaking, small concerts take about 60-90 minutes, while 120-150 minutes can be considered as large concerts.

Yin Xia used his strength to keep the audience for another hour.

Finally, Yin Xia's last song ended, and the host announced that the concert was coming to an end.

"It's my baby's turn." Wang Yong looked at it backstage, and suddenly said.

Then he called over and a staff member told him, but he went to the stage.

The audience, who was reluctant to let Yin Xia sing another song, could not help looking at each other when they saw a stranger on the stage.

Who is this man? Are you a star, too? Why not?

When people were puzzled, Wang Yong took over the microphone and introduced himself: "Hello everyone, I'm Yin Xia's teacher, senior high school teacher. I didn't come to the stage to make a fuss or to show off, but to seek justice for my students. "

"Justice? what do you mean? It seems that there is a good play to be staged! " The audience was talking, and their original low mentality was lifted up. They all looked at the teacher Yin Xia with great interest. I don't know what he's going to do.

When Chen Yijun in the box on the second floor saw Wang Yong appear on the stage, he felt nervous and had a bad feeling.

He stood up in a hurry and said hello to Han Li that he was about to leave when he went to the bathroom.

But at this time, a staff member happened to appear at the door of the box and politely stopped Chen Yijun.

"Mr. Chen, our boss invites you to speak on stage, please."

"I'm sorry, I have something else to do. Next time. " Then he left.

But the staff member did not give Chen Yijun any face. He set up Chen Yijun and went to the stage.

Poor and weak Chen Yijun has no resistance at all. He is carried to the stage like a chicken.

At the same time, Lin Chengqing was also invited to the stage.

"It's Chen Yijun! Why is he here? " The audience recognized Chen Yijun and was surprised.

"No matter why he's here, give me the banana peel you left over, and I'll kill this shabby!" Another audience said.

Then he took the banana peel and smashed it at Chen Yijun.

Scared Chen Yijun repeatedly Dodge, but unfortunately a lot of people throwing things, can avoid this, but not that. After a while, he was beaten to dust and stepped on the banana skin and fell a dog.

"Everybody, calm down. I don't mind if you hit him, but it's not good if you hit Yin Xia. Will you stop for a moment? " Wang Yong holds the microphone to maintain order.

The audience just stopped throwing debris, but they still looked at Chen Yijun, and they all wanted to beat him up.

This is Shabi's rumor. Yin Xia's singing skills are rubbish. In order to be famous, I don't want to have a face! Pooh!

Chen Yijun awkwardly hid behind Wang Yong and did not dare to look up for a moment.

Wang Yong looks at Chen Yijun, but instead of looking for him first, he looks for Lin Chengqing first.

"Mr. Lin, from the professional point of view of a senior musician, how is Yin Xia's singing skill?"

Lin Chengqing took the microphone, thought for a moment, and said: "Yin Xia's timbre, intonation, rhythm and sense of music are all excellent. In particular, the range is very broad. She can easily control from bass to soprano and has strong plasticity. But what I want to emphasize is her unique talent, breath. A famous foreign musician pointed out that whoever controls the breath controls the singing. Breath is the support and soul of singing, the change of strength lies in sound, and the change of virtual and real lies in Qi. Yin Xia has an inhumane talent and understanding in controlling the details of breath. To tell you the truth, I can't recognize the voice of a new singer from her singing. On the contrary, she is like an old singer who has been in the world for more than ten years. She is very similar to Wang Fei in this aspect. Her timbre is ever-changing. She can control light and shade, hardness and softness, and thickness freely. There is no limit to future achievements. "