"Well, I'll give you enough time. I'll give you 15 minutes first." Jun Riyue said with a bad smile.
Taking advantage of this gap time, Junzi ordered a song he liked. It's Chen Xun's "under the mountain in July.".
"I imagine that you are just the scenery in your heart. After prosperity, you will try your best to be desolate, but forgetting becomes the cinnabar mole in your heart. How can you erase it? So I began to yearn for a long time, and July is happiness. "
Junzi's deep voice and general feeling of narration make us immersed in this song.
"But his beauty makes people old, and the vast daze cries. There is a clear flute on the fourth day of junior high school. I can't really hear it. The dark fragrance by the river is only a wisp of smoke. In the morning fog, the clouds disappear. It's not dark yet, but the storm has already come. Where are you? Through the dawn, across the mountains, from vigorous to light... "Junzi closed his eyes and sang deeply.
We have made a complete achievement in Junzi's low voice. Today, we are listening to Junzi's voice, the story he tells, and even the perceptual chestnut has shed tears. We can't help but secretly praise that the singing is too good.
At the same time, a song is over. We can't come back for a long time. Junzi's timbre is very special, like a person who has experienced the vicissitudes of time. His voice is gentle and magnetic, and he sings very affectionately. The ending is very good, as if this song was tailor-made for him.
At this time, Mu Qiu took the lead in clapping, and everyone was relieved. It turned out that a song had been finished. They had been immersed in the scene created by this song for so long, and they had completely forgotten the time of the outside world.
"Junzi, do you have someone you love? This song is very emotional. It's not like it's sung by someone who hasn't experienced emotion. Let's talk about the moonlight in your heart Mu Qiu joked.
Junzi smiles and doesn't explain. He puts down the microphone and sits on the sofa.
"Is it the turn of the old doctor and Mu Qiu next?" Everyone joked with bad intentions.
"OK, let's sing the song" the falling moon "for you. Music, up. " Mu Qiu said.
"If there are spirits in the moonlight, fairy tales in the forest, sleeping beauties in the fairy tales, sleeping in the moonlight." Deep singing in autumn.
"If there are stars on the moon, the stars are the skirt of the moon, the dress of the skirt princess, and the princess is singing heartily." The gentle voice of the sun and the moon.
"The past is flying and the song is reverberating. After all, the height, the warm sun, and the hometown in the smoke are like a glass palace lamp, which is dyed layer upon layer, and is the care of Acacia. In the twilight, waiting in the snow, sun and moon, acacia is no longer desolate, everything has a master. I am your believer, Acacia can not be imprisoned, eyebrows and eyes like the beginning of life waiting by, the bright moonlight now falls, all in your face, as white as jade. It's all the time. " Autumn and Jun sun and moon look at each other, chorus out of this sentence.
Jun Riyue's ethereal voice and Muqiu's low and sexy voice let everyone indulge in it.