How Can I Get Confused with the Top? Chapter 265

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"Three Nights" is Dang Kai's representative work. The record he released when he was the head of the Moscow Choir at the age of thirty-five was very popular. It can basically be said that in the country of Mao Xiong, a song can be eaten for a lifetime.

Dang Kai has released four versions of "Three Nights" in Chinese, Russian, English and Spanish, but only the Russian version is popular.

"Three good nights for three nights, none of which you can hear."

"My three good nights in three nights, my vision is blurred..."

Dang Kai is also 51 years old this year, but his voice still has a strong graininess. No wonder the bear people like it. This voice is very macho.

The song tells the story of a sniper who, when he was just engaged to his girlfriend, received an order to assassinate an enemy officer somewhere, and could not be exposed until he completed the mission.

Then the target person never appeared, and the sniper froze to death in the cold winter.

The melody is short in the front and long in the back, and the tune uses a special natural mode. The special natural mode is often seen in Maoxiong ballads. The natural mode is linked with the Phrygian minor, which makes the music melancholy. Maozi is such a melancholy and tenacious tone, think about it. Earth's Katyusha.

"This is Lao Kai. I still remember the first time I listened to this song. It's hard for me to believe that the voice is from China." Li Weiwen closed his eyes and enjoyed the music.

At the end of Dang Kai's singing, there was applause at the scene. "Wahuahu" won a lot of praise. Watching the opera did not hinder the appreciation of the music, and there would be continuous applause if he sang well.

Leipzig applauded and commented: "The singing is like a birch tree standing in the ice and snow, enduring the cold, but also standing tall."

He thought that only Dang Kai could touch him at the scene, not because he was arrogant, but because his strength was there.

Well, it's arrogance. Before Dang Kai didn't sing, the French were only a little concerned.

"Mr. Kai's singing has not changed at all in the past ten years." A reporter from Maoxiongguo Pravda commented.

"Good songs by singers, no matter how many years have passed, are not out of date." The reporter of Le Monde praised.

"National first-class singers are all monsters, and Mr. Dang Kai does not allow young people to survive." The reporter from China Guangming Daily pondered.

It was a good start. As the first guest performer, Dang Kai made a good start, and also transitioned the opera atmosphere of the first half to the vocal atmosphere.

"Mr. Dang took out all three nights, and Brother Ninth is also unlucky." Ma Banan sighed, "Three Nights" also maintained the record of Chinese album sales in Maoxiong Country.

"It sounds good, this is an artist. Although he is not well-known in the domestic public perception, his singing ability is very strong." Anjiu is much more sober.

Then she saw-

[Performing guest: Chu Zhi

Representative works: "The Seventh Chapter of the Night", "Backlight"]

"Wait, what the **** did I see?" Anjiu's eyes widened, and judging from the masterpiece, it must be Ah Jiu's right, there is no such thing as the same name and surname, why did Ah Jiu come to this occasion.

Anjiu searched with her keen eyes and saw the iQIYI photographer who set up a camera to shoot.

Recording Star Trek events? Aren't you bullying people?

Anjiu is so angry, she is a ten-year-old fan since the brightest star in the night sky.

It's not that she doesn't believe in the strength of her idol, but look at this place, and look at the previous Dang Kai, it's not a place to sing pop music at all, idols will suffer.

Chu Zhi came to the stage, and his handsome appearance attracted everyone's attention.

Too young makes people's expectations drop, but no one mocks or anything, the current environment is not enough.

"Clap clap-" and the audience cheered the young singer with polite applause.

Kind encouragement, roughly meaning "Dang Kai's performance is exaggerated in the front, young people don't be nervous, just play normally, we don't laugh at you", which is similar to a model falling on the stage and then a wave of kind applause.

Leipzig leaned back comfortably in his chair, ready to listen to the song with a scrutiny.

"Chu Zhi?" When reporter Guangming saw Chu, his first reaction was that he was a good man. The news of saving lives from the previous two days was vivid in his mind.

Two more photos, the hot search for saving 28 people. Many newspapers wanted to contact them for an exclusive interview, but the management team refused because they had no time. I thought it was an excuse.

The opportunity is also rare. Take two more shots, and the Guangming reporter card will be wiped.

His actions attracted the attention of a reporter from the Pravda of the Bear Country. He asked in broken English, "Is this young singer very good?"

Can not be killed, the first reaction of reporter Guangming, he responded: "Our country's outstanding young singers are not as good as Mr. Dang Kai."

Pravda reporters expressed their understanding and paid a little attention. This time, several young singers from Maoxiong Kingdom were also present to see what the gap between China and Russia was.

"Opera#2." Chu Zhi adjusted the height of the microphone.

The prelude is a rhythmic violin vibrato. Waiting for the bass plucking rhythm to enter, Chu Zhi begins to sing:

"The house is built, and I am alone in it."

"The door slammed behind me, and the autumn wind beat against the window, sadly, weeping for me."

The tone of the music made the audience in the concert hall instantly know that the song was called Opera 2, but it was actually jazz.

The rhythm is good, and many people shake their feet slightly to the beat of the drum.

The lyrics are also in line with Mao Xiong's taste, which is miserable anyway.

But European reporters don't care a little bit. As far as jazz is concerned, Europe and the United States are ahead of Asia for at least ten years.

"There are thunderstorms at night, and the morning fog is filled."

"The sun has cooled down completely, and the long-term pain has followed one after another. Come here tonight to meet."

Chu Zhi lifted the microphone slightly, and tried a small high-pitched sound that killed the concert hall first:

"Woo~ ah ah ah-"

"Woo~ ah ah ah ah ah!"

Why is Vitas suspected of being a castrato singer, because he is calm and has imitated castrato singers in the early stage of singing.

Chu Zhi, who has the conditions of Farinelli, can be more at ease, singing high and not harsh, like the voice of the siren, the audience in the concert hall can only feel the singing from the ears straight into the sky.

What the **** is this? Ma Banan was startled by the pitch higher than the falsetto tenor.

Lyrical tenor Li Weiwen: "???"

Many of the people present are vocal music bigwigs. Experts watch the doorway, and laymen watch the excitement. They know the gold content of this song.

Leipzig leaned forward again, and the angle of leaning forward was greater than what Dang Kai sang before.

"The house is built, and I'm all alone in there, the door slams behind me."

"The autumn wind beats against the window and weeps for me again~www.mtlnovel.com~ This is destiny, I can't pray for change."

The treble and jazz rhythm complement each other, which can persevere in suffering, but can also pierce all darkness.

Everyone in the concert hall was a little breathless. This rhythm is like the feeling of a roller coaster going uphill. It is smooth and stable, but everyone knows that it will whistle at the top, and the treble that is going to rush out of the roof will be repeated again. Appear.

Chu Zhi did not disappoint the audience either. Opera 2 could have been hailed as a show of talent.

"All I know is that after I'm gone, it's the wind who will start crying."

"Woo~ ah ah ah!"

"Woo~ ah ah ah ah ah!"

The high-pitched voice of the siren emerging from the water appeared again, straight to the heart, without any bewildering, and the second time I heard it, it still gave people goosebumps.

"Chu Zhi? Shouldn't it be a Bel Canto major?" Reporter Guangming was confused.

Before it was over, the jazz melody seemed to spin in a circle in the air, leaving a tail, a violin splendor.

"La la la la la la la la la la la la la la."

"La la la la la la la la."

The gentle voice and melody seem to have entered a nursery rhyme, and the audience's excited mood calms down a little.

Chu Zhi picked up the microphone on the wheat stand, and once again a higher high-pitched sound that killed the world——

"Wow! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa."

The sound waves swept through the concert hall like a violent storm, and the entire auditorium turned into a small boat, precarious in the storm.

As an audience member, Anjiu has a right to speak. It's not that the scalp is numb, but it feels like the scalp is about to be lifted by the sound, which really lifts your skull...

This young Chinese singer is too violent.

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