Rebirth of the National Male God

This song embodies the essence of several old people. There are not many lyrics. The prelude hums to the climax with a very difficult dolphin sound. The beauty reveals a ghostly melody. Instead, the lyrics are fresh and full of vitality. The combination, the difficult singing skills, and the rich and varied emotions make this song a golden classic and at the same time prove its difficulty.

Originally, Grandma Yu was 70% sure that Si Huang could sing this song well, but she never thought that she could achieve this effect on the first try.

The humming of the prelude is low and magnetic, and the charm of the voice alone is enough to make people fascinated. Entering the lyrics part, accurately grasping the ever-changing melody, one pause, one fast, one slow, one high and one low, it always comes so casually and bizarrely that it does not violate harmony, full of an exotic atmosphere, as if being in Among the ghosts and ghosts, there is a trace of vitality in the haze, like madness and coldness.

"Ah—" When the dolphin sound in the middle part, Si Huang opened his mouth and shouted.

The vice-principal's heart trembled. He accidentally hit something with his arm. He didn't pay attention, but stared at Si Huang with wide eyes.

How could this not-so-strong body have such a powerful lung capacity and explosive voice! ?

The high time is like a roaring deep sea, touching the heart and soul. When it is low, it is like the clear throat of a siren, fluttering about, hooking people's souls, and willing to sink into the night sea.

Song has an expressive power that is more touching than words, and it has always been so. Because of this, songs never leave people's lives. It's just that modern songs are too proliferating, and more and more singers or composers are no longer pursuing quality, but only care about mass production of interests. Many times you hear a song that is similar in nature to another song, and it is difficult to give it to people. Make a lasting impression.

The reason for this may be that the composer is not careful, but the most important point is the singer.

A simple and simple song with lyrics will give people a different feeling once it is sung seriously by a singer who has superb singing skills and integrates his feelings into it.

Grandma Yu asked Si Huang to try it at first, just wanted her to try the rhythm and resonance of the song "The Cry of the Red Moon" first.

Who knew this would be the case now! ?

The three old men and Yuen in the recording studio lost their words, and their minds and five senses were captured by the person who was separated by a piece of glass.

She has closed her eyes and doesn't need to continue reading the score, as if the lyrics and melody are already familiar to her.

Sadness, madness, tolerance, tenderness... The perfect transformation and emotional fusion, all conveyed through sensuality and singing to infect all listeners.

Several people in the recording studio did not know that at this time, the curriculum of Huaxing Art School was paralyzed again.

Both the lecturer and the students silently stopped all work and speech after the first sound came out on the radio.

There is no background music, only the voice of one person singing a cappella gets into everyone's ears through the radio.

Clear when loud, hoarse when sliding, ghostly when changing, magnetic when humming, gentle when singing... A song, what everyone listens to is no longer the lyrics, but a feast of emotions.

From her singing, the rhythm and melody, I realized her emotions, when she was happy, when she was sad, when she was lost, when she let go... Some emotional girls laughed and cried unconsciously, until the end of the song, Hua Xingyi Many young people in the school had burst into tears without realizing it, and then heard Si Huang's hoarse voice on the radio, "How is it?"

"Ahhhh! It's Your Majesty! It's His Majesty's song!"

"Woo woo! I... woo woo, why are the lyrics positive, but I feel so heartbroken, woo woo!"

"Your Majesty! Good! Very good! Really wonderful! I love you!"

Even though they knew that Si Huang couldn't hear his words on the radio, there was still a group of people who couldn't help shouting excitedly, trying to convey their thoughts.

The people in the studio didn't know about the oolong.

Grandma Yu's eyes when looking at Si Huang are full of complexity, and the music is also flickering. Artists are always more emotional than ordinary people, and it is easier to be brought into certain feelings.

"Little Phoenix."

"Um?"

"Do you like the profession of actor and movie star?"

"Well, I like it very much."

She didn't have the excited expression how she loved the job, but there was a smile in her soft voice, so that the students in Huaxing Art School could feel her love even if they couldn't see her expression.

Grandma Yu's face became more complicated, and there was a struggle in her eyes, "Your talent in singing is no worse than acting. It can even be said that it is better than acting. Acting skills can be cultivated, but a person's voice is not as good as acting. You have a natural voice, and you have the talent to make everyone in the singing world jealous."

"Do you understand what grandma said?"

At this moment, the students of Huaxing Art School who heard Grandma Yu's words were also silent.

They just finished listening to Si Huang's singing. They completely agreed with what Grandma Yu said, and understood what Grandma Yu meant.

A person's energy is limited. There are not no three-star stars in the entertainment industry, but they rarely become superstars.

They are all aware of Si Huang's acting talent, and now they have discovered that her talent in singing is so strong that people can't even be jealous. No matter which one they give up and choose the other, even they themselves feel a great pity , but if Si Huangdu goes both ways, it is very likely to ruin her star career and her as a person.

Sanqi stars can't go far, not only are they complex and not refined, but also want to go far too tired, the pressure is too high, it is easy to overwhelm a person crazy.

Originally, Grandma Yu didn't want to say such words to make Si Huang tangled, but as a musician, she couldn't hold back. She couldn't bear this unique and beautiful singing voice. Can't do it anyway.

Everyone was waiting for Si Huang's answer.

Si Huang, who was behind the glass window, was indeed silent for a few seconds. Grandma Yu and several people thought she was tangled in thinking. No one knew that she was just thinking about certain things and certain people.

"I originally intended to enter the singing world." Si Huang returned to his senses and raised his head to meet Grandma Yu's complicated eyes.