Chen Feng stood there, bowing in all directions to express his gratitude. His outwardly calm demeanor masked a turbulent inner turmoil.
When he closed his eyes, his mind went blank for a moment, as if it were all unreal.
An extreme fear rose in his heart; he was so afraid that it was all just a dream, and that when he woke up, it would all be for nothing.
So much so that the applause in the arena lasted for a long time before he slowly opened his eyes. Seeing that everything in front of him was still there, he let out a long sigh.
Down in the audience, Chen's mother was at a loss for words to describe the shock she felt. She had never imagined that Chen Feng would be so popular and that her son would be so outstanding.
Li Qingning smiled as she looked at the figure on the stage, her eyes filled with tenderness.
In Chengdu-Chongqing City, Zhao Yashuang, who abandoned Lin Yun, is currently in her hometown. She looks very haggard and seems to have not slept well for many days.
At this moment, she was also watching the Spring Festival Gala on TV, watching that radiant, charming, and extraordinary figure. For a moment, she was also in a daze.
Deep regret brought tears to her eyes. She bit her lip tightly, and after a moment, resentment and humiliation welled up within her.
"Chen Feng, you are mine, and I will not let you escape from my grasp so easily."
For some reason, a look of madness appeared on her face.
On the scene of the Spring Festival Gala in Beijing.
"Thank you so much for your support. Next, I'll be singing 'Yellow Race' for you all."
(Singer: Nicholas Tse, Lyricist: Chow Yiu-fai, Music: Nicholas Tse/Sun Wai-ming, Rap Lyricist: Nicholas Tse, Arranger: Wong Shuang-jun)
Chen Feng looked at the 100,000 audience members, at the leaders from all walks of life below the stage, nodded to the band, then held up his palm and shouted "Five!"
Immediately afterwards, the entire audience followed his finger as he bent it, shouting "Four, three, two, one!"
When the final count reached ten thousand, almost everyone in the theater and in front of their television sets, regardless of age or gender, held their breath.
When the clear and melodious flute sound slowly resounded throughout the Spring Festival Gala venue and flowed into the ears of all television viewers, everyone's expression was one of extreme shock and awe.
Those who have heard Chen Feng's songs will be overwhelmed by his unique and novel melodies and instruments, but they won't be completely unable to resist, because they have developed a little immunity after listening to them a lot. But those who haven't heard his songs are doomed; the consequences are terrifying. Chen Feng's songs are like a dimensional attack on their ears.
However, as Chen Feng sang and the lyrics appeared on the big screen, everyone was still shocked and impressed. Unbeknownst to them, Chinese music had been elevated by Chen Feng by more than ten stories.
"From waves that have rolled five thousand miles"
"The city walls are still awaiting reconstruction."
"The yellow that remains after all history has faded"
"The sunset's rays gather and bathe me."
"From the sweat of five thousand years ago"
"Still the legendary Tang Dynasty"
"All the gold coins that have been sold in the marketplace"
"It's just waiting for me to give it its due."
In the audience, a high-ranking leader suddenly slammed his fist on the table, stood up, pointed at Chen Feng on the stage, and shouted in a righteous and unquestionable tone: "After the Spring Festival Gala, we must invite him to our army and have him write a few good songs for us."
Those sitting next to him nodded in agreement.
"Music is an important means of cultural export for a country; its power should not be underestimated."
A higher-level leader expressed approval.
"Yellow people came to earth"
"Stand tall with renewed vigor"
"A person of Asian descent walking on the road"
"The world knows I'm different."
"The more turbulent the situation, the braver we become."
"The world is changing, and I must forge my own path."
"With an open and honest heart, I roam freely in all directions."
"After five thousand years, it's finally my turn to take the stage."
The song "Yellow Race" is truly moving and inspiring, filling listeners with pride and a sense of exhilaration.
There is no wound that cannot be healed.
Only the oldest power
"All the yellow scattered in the land"
"A tenacious spirit in the East"
"Yellow people came to earth"
"Stand tall with renewed vigor"
"A person of Asian descent walking on the road"
"The world knows I'm different."
"The more turbulent the situation, the braver we become."
"The world is changing, and I must forge my own path."
"With an open and honest heart, I roam freely in all directions."
"After five thousand years, it's finally my turn to take the stage."
After singing to Chen Feng, an extreme R&B began.
"Where in the world can you not see yellow faces?"
"Bright red blood flows among 1.3 billion people."
You said this is my anger.
I said this is my stance.
"Only we Chinese people dare to forge ahead fearlessly."
Chen Feng made a final change to the last line. When the song ended, the entire audience fell silent because it was so beautiful and breathtaking.
Whether they were at the scene or watching on television, the musicians and singers were filled with intense fear and dread. Chen Feng's songs were constantly pushing the boundaries of their understanding and perception.
At that moment, they had only one thought: Damn it, songs can be written like this, melodies can be composed like this, how come I can't do it?
And netizens went crazy with the posts.
"Brother Feng, this version of 'Yellow Race' is so good! It's super energetic and powerful!!! The Chinese style is really amazing."
"Beautiful to listen to and beautiful to watch, Happy New Year, thank you, wind god, a brand new year, a brand new yellow race!"
"The lyrics are so inspiring, the music is so powerful, I'm completely captivated."
"One word: Good! Two words: Very good!! Three words: Very good!!! That really resonates with me..."
Of course, there were also some very insightful and profound comments.
"The song 'Wind God' and its lyrics are both masterpieces. As the most representative of the East Asian yellow race, the Chinese nation has an uninterrupted civilization and a profound culture. Starting from our generation, we must be confident and self-reliant in front of Westerners."
"The person upstairs is right. Our Chinese civilization has lasted for five thousand years and is the only civilization in world history that has been continuously passed down without interruption. We have enough confidence and strength to stand among the nations of the world. Why should we feel inferior? Why should we think that foreign languages are better? My Chinese language is still authentic. Who dares to say that Korean pop music is better?"
"I am a professional musician. First of all, I am not commenting on Chen Feng's... no, Feng Shen's song, because I know I am not qualified. I am just talking about this song from a professional perspective. I think that Feng Shen created the song 'Yellow Race' to promote national spirit. It is a patriotic and inspirational song. The lyrics in this song not only reflect the spirit of the yellow race, but also use classical instruments such as flute and panpipes as the beginning of the whole song. It is very, very thoughtful. It is not hard to imagine that it will definitely be sung for a long time."
Finally, Chen Feng set a record for the longest applause during the Spring Festival Gala, with countless people standing up and many light boards even being replaced with Chen Feng's image.
"Goodness, he turned a perfectly good Spring Festival Gala into a personal concert with just two songs."
Ouyang Feng touched his stiff face and said with a shocked expression.
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