"Haha, thank goodness I'm not late!"

Only after Fengyueke's comments appeared did netizens take notice.

[Teacher Fengyueke, you almost missed it!]

"How could I miss it! That's impossible! I believe that every song by Mr. Mask is good!" Fengyueke made no attempt to hide his admiration for Mr. Mask.

[Haha, it seems Mr. Fengyueke is also joining our brainless army!]

"A brainless army?" Fengyueke was momentarily confused.

[The "brainless army" simply means Mr. Mask is releasing songs. No need to question, no need to hesitate, believe that every song is a masterpiece, just listen!]

Fengyueke thought to himself that he seemed to be in that state right now.

In particular, the three instrumental pieces yesterday amazed him from another perspective, and from that moment on, he truly became a fan of Mr. Mask.

When Lu Jiuning typed the lyrics onto the live stream screen, most of the comments disappeared, as everyone knew the concert was about to begin.

He gave Lu Jiuning an OK sign, indicating that she could turn on the accompaniment.

For the first three seconds, the sound of the guqin cascaded down from above like a waterfall.

Its sound is deeper, more profound and solemn than that of the guzheng.

The subsequent cymbal sounds signal the arrival of the main melody.

With the guzheng and erhu as the main instruments, combined with Western orchestral music, a very unique melody is created, and the flavor of traditional Chinese style is overwhelming.

It's as if you've traveled back to ancient times, to a small bridge over a flowing stream, with beautiful and serene music flowing in your ears, bringing you into a dreamlike atmosphere.

"Whose light did I steal by chiseling a hole in the wall when I was a child?"

"Never combing my hair in the past, a decade of hard study has passed."

"Now I read leisurely by lamplight, with a beautiful woman adding fragrance to my reading."

"..."

In this song, Bei Chen's voice is relatively gentler than before, focusing on the emotional unfolding and narration, accompanied by beautiful ancient-style lyrics, telling the story slowly.

However, most listeners were drawn to the lyrics.

If you just listen to it, you have no idea what the lyrics are about; you have to refer to the subtitles to understand them.

Combined with the ancient style of the accompanying music, it makes people feel as if they have transformed into a great scholar of ancient times.

When I was a child, my family was poor, so I could only read by the light of a hole in the wall, huddled in a corner.

Ten years of diligent study have finally paid off, and now life is much better, with lamplight and books at hand, and beautiful women by my side...

In just a few short lines, the vivid imagery is already there, and people are once again amazed by Mr. Mask's lyric-writing ability.

"A journey through misty clouds, where orioles sing and grasses grow tall."

"I see my hometown amidst the fluttering willow catkins."

"I wonder if you, the one I love, are still in Luyang."

"..."

In a place where "orioles fly and grass grows," a few birdsongs were deliberately placed, just right.

It adds a touch of novelty to the song, and makes the vivid imagery almost overflow.

Many people were amazed by this place.

Interestingly, many netizens actually interacted with the song.

Are you still in Luyang?

[Yes, yes, always here! Mr. Mask, come and have fun!]

[The Eight Scenic Spots of Luyang: Snow After Snow on Shushan Mountain, Spring Melt on Huaipu River, Melodious Sounds of Zhenhuai Horn, Bell Chimes from the Buddhist Temple, Green Grass by Cangzhou, Pine Shade at Jiaonu, Moonlit Night on Chaohu Lake, and Morning Glow at Siding Peak—Don't Miss Them!]

[Great! Mr. Mask's song is actually about my hometown, Luyang!]

People say that there is heaven above and Suzhou and Hangzhou below, but no one mentions that Luyang has eight scenic spots.

Netizens from Luyang never expected to hear their hometown's name mentioned in a song, which made them incredibly excited.

"The moonlight over Luzhou shines upon my heart."

"You under the moon are no longer the same as you used to be."

Too many wounds, too many to express.

"I sigh, for at the time I thought it was just an ordinary thing."

As soon as the chorus started, everyone exclaimed that it was just right.

The verses may not be as memorable or as emotionally stirring.

However, the melody and lyrics of the chorus are quite beautiful and have a strong memorability.

The combination of sound, emotion, and rhythm here is almost impeccable.

With his superstar-level singing skills, Bei Chen is definitely not lacking in vocal prowess.

The accompaniment uses a slow tempo that echoes the lyrics, and the extensive use of drumbeats makes it sound like reciting poetry, adding a sense of rhythm and cadence.

Their emotions are beyond words.

For ordinary people, the only reason they can't go home for the Mid-Autumn Festival is because they feel a deep longing for their family and hometown, which is difficult to express to others.

But Bei Chen is different; this is no longer a foreign land, but another world!

Go back? There's no way to go back!

He could conjure up the homesickness he needed at any moment, so intense it was like thick, sticky moonlight, falling on the hearts of his listeners and moving them deeply.

Finally, the lyrics are so beautiful that the word "beautiful" doesn't even begin to describe them.

That's a style that even ordinary traditional Chinese style writers can't capture.

Every word and phrase is poetic and picturesque, blending emotion and scenery naturally. The allusions are used effortlessly, which is truly impressive.

You should know that Xu Shangao's greatest strength has never been composing or arranging music, but rather writing lyrics!

"Moonlight over Luzhou, cool rain falling on pear blossoms."

"And who are you with now?"

"The moonlight of my hometown is deeply etched in my heart."

"Yet, the tears of yesteryear cannot be shed."

The melodious tune, paired with the classical lyrics, can evoke painful memories and longing for one's hometown thousands of miles away, even without the help of a romantic interpreter.

Lin Fanzhou, a border guard soldier worthy of respect!

At this moment, he is on a high-speed train, heading back to his home, which is more than 2,000 kilometers away.

He hadn't been home for five years, but he knew that some of his comrades had been away for even longer, seven or eight years, or even more than ten years.

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