How Can I Get Confused with the Top? Chapter 188

If you want to evaluate the best rock album in Earth China, it is controversial, because "Junkyard", "Black Dream", "Cold-blooded Animals", "Rock and Roll on the New Long March Road" are too hard, and even worldwide Rare female rock singer Wei Hua's "Modernization" can be debated for days and nights.

But to evaluate one of the greatest heavy metal albums, it will undoubtedly be "Tang Dynasty", and Dreaming of Tang Dynasty is the main song of Tang Dynasty, there is no doubt that Chu Zhi has come up with Wang Zhuang at this moment.

But these things, parallel worlds do not know, they just hear the Chinese style.

"Chu Zhi is a little crazy, isn't it, everything is Chinese style?"

"Uh—Chu Zhi sings rock, it's a bit unimaginable."

"Hahaha I'm looking forward to what sparks Chinese style and rock can collide with. He is really talented."

"No expectations, but you can listen."

The audience talked a lot, there were doubts, and there were expectations. Of course, there were more crowds that didn't matter. There were still big goods who didn't play, Xu Ji and Chen Aigui.

When he heard Chu Zhi's self-introduction, Wu Xi felt that he had won.

Win Ma, what rock and roll wants is the atmosphere, original and Chinese style, the stage is not a dinner party.

It's not just Wu Xi, the two photographers who are not obviously fat and those who are obviously fat occupy a powerful position.

"Lin Xia really pulled his hips, hahahaha." Old Mi was happier than getting applause when he went up to sing.

The old secret said: "Chu Zhi is coming soon, Xiao Wu must take a good picture, and all the humiliating situations of these two little fresh meats must be recorded."

"Ok." Xiao Wu nodded.

Due to the working mechanism of the camera, the dialogue between the two will not be recorded, so there is not much to explain.

The beginning of the prelude was strange, the drum beats and camel bells changed from thin to big, like drops of water falling on the ears, a little cold.

Chu Zhi was wearing an electric guitar. He walked to the hanging gong, took a wooden hammer wrapped in red silk at one end, and struck it violently.

"frame"

"frame!"

The small water droplets in the front turned into a basin of cold water showers, and the noisy 50,000 spectators gradually quieted down.

"Chrysanthemum ancient swords and wine, soaked in coffee into the noisy pavilion."

"Aliens worship the moon of the ancients on the altar of the sun, and the prosperous age of Kaiyuan is fascinating—"

Chu Zhi plucked the strings, bent the strings horizontally, vibrated the strings vertically, and vibrated the strings with multiple strings.

"Wind, can't blow away eternal hatred."

"Flowers cannot be stained with nostalgia."

"Snow does not reflect mountains and rivers."

"Yue, the ancient dream can't be fulfilled."

The romantic scene was all sung in Chu Zhi's mouth. The distorted guitar, the accompaniment bass, and a lot of distorted notes came, and the audience's ears perked up because they realized that this arrangement, this Nima is heavy metal rock? !

Chinoiserie and heavy metal, hey.

Dare to think.

"Fate is branded along the palm lines, and tonight I wake up without a dream. Follow the fate into a myth, and return to the Tang Dynasty in a dream—"

Come, come, come!

Chu Zhi sang and sang to himself, and the word "Tang Dynasty" was translated directly into falsetto, which was extremely rough and direct.

50,000 viewers were stunned, what is this, is the conversion of true and false voice so unskilled? The key is that the sound of this product is still high, and it feels like a heavy truck is running over in my mind.

The key problem is that this kind of rough, brutal and heavy metal distortion sounds really **** good!

Everyone realized that Chu Zhi's "Dream Back to the Tang Dynasty" seemed pretty good.

"The bright moon is reflected in the cup tonight, and the men and women weaving the silk road are busy. The bright moon is reflected in the cup tonight, and there are outstanding people in Wuhua Tianbao."

"The bright moon is reflected in the cup tonight, and the river is filled with the fragrance of paper and ink."

"The bright moon is reflected in the cup tonight, and the heroes are brilliant."

Chu Zhi didn't move at all, he just stood there and used a word to describe him as "stalling output".

This product itself triggers the immortals in wine, it is really talented, and the old man is chatting with juvenile madness, and the heroic heroic spirit is brilliant.

The arrogance gushing out of the chest directly shouted Da Qian Jinliang!

The arrogance rushes to the sky, and the sky covers the guest official.

The spectators were also infected and started waving light sticks in their hands, and the workers' gym turned into a sea of red.

He was going to suffer, he was going to suffer, maybe he was going to suffer. For some reason, Wu Xi was quite nervous.

As soon as the singing falls, from the pride of the ancients, back to the modern, the guitar and bass accompaniment continue to slide.

"There is no bright moon in the cup tonight, and the neon flickering and singing and dancing are peaceful. Just because of the story of insufficiency, I sing silently and no one loses anything."

"Fate is branded along the palm lines, and I will wake up without alcohol tonight."

"Going into myth along fate, and returning to the Tang Dynasty in a dream!"

There is no dream in modern times, but we can dream back to ancient times. Chu Zhi finally stopped standing, took off the microphone, and with a wave of his hand, knocked down the wheat stand in front of him.

There can be no shelter in front of him, even if it is a shelf, Chu Zhi spreads out his hands, as if to embrace everything in his arms.

"Recalling the heyday of Kaiyuan in the past, friends all over the world are glued.

"The horizon is infinite, the world is wide, and there are thousands of buildings in Ander."

Chu Zhi used a voice that imitated Peking Opera. It was Peking Opera, not opera. He read the whole poem. He really didn't know how to sing Peking Opera, but his falsetto was so good. No, but it must not be said that he sings badly or sings well.

It's fried, it's fried!

The 50,000 viewers never imagined that the heavy metal rock of Japanese mother eggs would be combined with Peking Opera singing and Tang poetry.

Are there cat cakes?

What's more wrong is why it's so hilarious.

Especially "An De Mansion Ten Thousand Rooms", we all know that the hut written by Du Fu was broken by the autumn wind, but we all know that this poem was narrated by Du Fu in his old age, and the situation is not good.

But there are thousands of Ander mansions, from Chu Zhi's mouth, Nima is to protect everyone's pride~www.mtlnovel.com~ If you are hungry, eat hamburgers and eat to death! When it's cold, turn on the air conditioner, and the three air conditioners are blowing against it!

Lin Xia's mouth opened into an "o". In order to watch Chu Zhi's performance, he had just returned to the dressing room and ran from the dressing room.

The front was very shocking. When the Peking Opera sang, the skull was cold, and I almost felt like I had shaved my head.

Why did Chu Zhi act alone when they came together as a guest?

"Fate is branded along the palm prints, and I wake up tonight without alcohol. Follow the fate into myths, and return to the Tang Dynasty in my dreams."

"The bright moon is reflected in the cup tonight, and the river is filled with the fragrance of paper and ink. The bright moon is reflected in the cup tonight, and the heroes are brilliant."

Not only does he want to protect the world's cold people from all over the world, but Chu Zhi also wants to return to the Tang Dynasty. Even if he doesn't drink, he will still dream of a prosperous Tang Dynasty.

Electric guitars, basses, and keyboards continued to bomb, and Chu Zhi came to the forefront. It was very suitable for heavy metal to hit the scene, and it was "Dream Back to the Tang Dynasty".

Following his movements, 50,000 spectators stood up and waved light sticks.

If it's a concert, it should be killed. Fortunately, it's a rock night.

"Fate is branded along the lines of the palm, and tonight I wake up with no dreams. Walking into myths along the lines of fate, it's like returning to the Tang Dynasty in a dream—"

The end sound was elongated, Chu Zhi turned his head back, and the microphone followed, which was a commemoration of the Tang Dynasty.

The show is over!

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o: It's understandable that some friends don't like this song. Heavy metal is not for everyone, but I believe this song is a lore on occasions like rock night. In addition, according to the previous reader's suggestion, I changed the writing style, and I don't know what the effect is.

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