Chapter 575

And the people watching the live broadcast immediately took out their mobile phone Baidu search.

"There is no such song on the Internet."

"I can't find master Ling."

"So who is he?"

The accompaniment sounded.

Low, graceful, light

Hearing the prelude, Hong Han sat up slightly.

And Li Jianshi gently holds the microphone and closes his eyes slightly. The song then rings out, so soft and incomparable.

"After counting the ripe red beans in spring, there is no one else. After dusk, it is cold in front of the court and who is thin in late autumn..."

The voice is soft and deep, but it is very clean, holding the heart all the time.

Honghan closed his eyes and gently waved his fingers, as if he had been immersed in the song.

Yingna originally had a smile on her face, but at this time, she became a little dignified.

They are not amateurs. The opening melody of the song attracts their ears.

Especially after Li Jianshi began to sing, the graceful voice of the people, coupled with this song, produced a startling effect.

Even the audience present were intoxicated with the moving song.

It seems to see a bleak courtyard and a lonely man.

A sense of desolation suddenly surged into their hearts.

"This man is so lonely."

Lingyin hugs Ling Chen's arm directly and looks at Li Jianshi on the stage in surprise.

Surprised to say: "the original sword poetry singing so powerful?"

Only Ling Chen is still calm.

Li Jianshi has played well, if it can be successfully sung, it is not a problem to win.

"I drink alone in the small attic outside the mountain, listening to a night of Acacia, drunk people worried, difficult to stop."

"In a small loft outside the mountain, I take a small boat to let my thoughts drift with the wind."

The audience was intoxicated and the scene was quiet.

Everyone was immersed in the light voice and the confused emotion.

Some of the female audience's eyes are moist, and they blend into the emotion of the song.

Once those beautiful, helpless, sad things one by one in my heart.

"Under the moon, only my shadow cast, who should be with?" sang all the people trapped by love in the world.

Han Hong opened her eyes. The lyrics and composition of this song are really beautiful, especially the arrangement, which is extraordinary and really extraordinary.

There is a big gap between "tomorrow" and "listening to the rain at night in a small building outside the mountain".

It's not a scale song at all.

Brilliance rain is stupid at the moment. How can it be.

Although she wants to win, she is not deaf. This song is much better than her own "tomorrow".

But how did Li Jianshi get such a good song?

Yingna's heart coagulates, she has to admit that this song is really good, especially the emotion and tune are really out of mind.

Even she wanted to sing the song.

Li Jianshi on the stage, feeling more and more involved, unconsciously, eyes wet, still singing.

"I sit alone in a small attic outside the mountain, fishing fire is like beans outside the window, and the evening wind along the river blows at the willows, complaining about the sorrow of separation."

"When the moon warms the building, who is playing again?"

"That song of missing often remains."

Singing Stop slowly.

There is no such high pitched morning rain, only gradually flat, also like a person's life, the end is not magnificent, but gradually withered.

Singing is not louder than anyone.

This gradually calm, slowly dissipated, let countless people cry.

Li Jianshi wiped his tears from the corner of his eyes, bowed to the audience and said, "thank you, thank you."

Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa

The whole field, applause thunderous.

Even the Tutor Hong Han and Wu Fan Yi can't help but clap up.