"Brother Lu, why did you choose a historical figure to write a song about?"

Feng Nan was about to click play.

Thinking of something, he turned around and asked.

"What's wrong with that? Isn't this normal? He is so famous."

Feng Nan thought so too.

Huo Yuanjia is a famous martial arts master in modern history.

Brother Lu is also awesome.

You can also write a song specifically for a character.

He pressed play.

“Boom boom! Boom boom!”

Accompanied by a prelude of drumming, the music started to move rhythmically.

Feng Nan's heartbeat began to accelerate, and then his pupils shrank.

This prelude...

Well, I'm used to kneeling during the prelude...

Zhao Ling was originally sitting casually on the sofa.

However, when the prelude of the song sounded, her attention was instantly drawn to it, and the expression on her face gradually changed from the initial relaxed and casual to solemn and focused.

As the prelude becomes more and more passionate.

It can be clearly heard that a large number of traditional Chinese instruments and a large number of Western instruments are still used.

Feng Nan followed the melody and murmured, "Drum, guzheng, electronic drum, erhu, drum set, this is... flute, pipa?"

Lu Chen added: "There are also electric guitars and bass, a total of nine instruments in the prelude."

Feng Nan: “…”

Zhao Ling: “…”

Okay, it’s nothing new. Apart from Lu Chen, no one in the domestic entertainment industry dares to write such a complex yet perfectly integrated prelude.

“This rhythm is so exciting!”

Zhao Ling didn't understand much, she just felt that when the prelude sounded, her heartbeat instantly accelerated and her blood boiled.

Feng Nan: "This is a traditional Chinese style song about martial arts. It's definitely exciting!"

…

"There are several rounds of life-threatening arena waiting for you. What's the point of winning the life-or-death lawsuit? Sneer. Who is the best in the world?

Stop the war, we value martial virtue~"

…

At this moment, Lu Chen's passionate rap part resounded throughout the recording studio.

Feng Nan and Zhao Ling immediately swayed along with the song.

"Wow~ This song has a great rhythm, Lu Ge. The lyrics are so exciting! I like it! I like it!"

Feng Nan quickly entered into excitement mode.

"If you want to listen, listen carefully. Don't make it sound like a KTV..."

Feng Nan chuckled and continued to listen carefully.

As the main song is roughly over.

Feng Nan already had a premonition: "The chorus is coming!"

Next second.

…

"In the small town, the years have passed, the clear courage The washed memories I remember you lived proudly~"

…

With a buzzing sound, it was like an explosion!

At this moment, Lu Chen's penetrating voice instantly filled the entire room.

“Oh my god!!”

Feng Nan leaned back on the spot.

The chorus is so amazing! It instantly lifts your spirits! Although it is obviously sung in the Peking Opera style.

But if he listens well.

"Brother Lu, this is the singing style of the Hua Dan in Peking Opera, right? Female voice?"

Lu Chen nodded.

Feng Nan gave a thumbs up and said sincerely: "Brother Lu, I think our planet can no longer accommodate you. You should go to Mars."

Lu Chen: “…”

Zhao Ling was now completely excited, pointing at the recording equipment and saying, "Lu Chen, I like this part! I really like this part! You really sing this part with feeling!"

Lu Chen: "If you like it, then you like it... Since you like it so much, why don't you practice it?"

Zhao Ling immediately shut up and pretended she didn't exist.

The emotions between the two were obviously heating up.

As the song entered its climax, Lu Chen's voice became more passionate: …

"Hohohohohohoho

Huo's boxing routines are flexible Live live live live live live live Life should be lived to the fullest"

…

Zhao Ling originally wanted to restrain herself, but when she heard the passionate second chorus, she could no longer hold back her inner excitement. She clenched her hands unconsciously, her breathing became rapid, and her face even flushed with excitement.

He kept muttering, "This is amazing, this is simply amazing."

Feng Nan slapped his thigh hard and stood up involuntarily.

There was excitement flashing in her eyes, her body swaying slightly to the rhythm of the music. She was completely immersed in Lu Chen's singing, and at the same time, her heart was filled with a strong admiration and emotion.

Really, the same thing!

You can always trust Brother Lu! When the song "Huo Yuanjia" resounded in the recording studio, every note was like a heavy bomb, causing a storm in Zhao Ling and Feng Nan's hearts.

Even though I have been numbed by the "Microphone" variety show that has been getting more and more exciting tonight, I am still emotionally numb.

But at the moment, the song "Huo Yuanjia" still stirred their blood! Feng Nan had a lot to say, but in the end, he just gave them a thumbs up: "Awesome! Really awesome Brother Lu! This song can be regarded as the full spirit of Huo Yuanjia, the martial arts master! The key is that it can be sung so popularly!"

Zhao Ling also gave a thumbs up.

Seeing that Lu Chen's clothes were not clean yet, she hurriedly took out two pieces of paper and said, "Come, let me help you wipe it."

"Sister, next time, can you please not get into my arms when you get excited? Fortunately, this is only in private. If the paparazzi take pictures of us, my reputation will be ruined. How can a young calf eat old grass? Don't you think so? I don't even have a girlfriend."

Zhao Ling blushed and stiffened her neck, saying, "What's wrong? When you were a little kid, I hugged you and kissed you. Now that you've grown up, what's wrong with letting me get close to your chest? Although I'm not as beautiful as a fairy, at least I'm pretty. You won't suffer any loss!"

Lu Chen curled his lips: "Damn it, I've already lost a lot of money, and I still don't want to suffer any loss!"

Feng Nan laughed out loud: "I support Brother Lu this time! But Mr. Zhao, looking across the country, only you have the ability to get into Brother Lu's chest."

Zhao Ling couldn't suppress the smile on her face. She raised her head proudly and said, "That's right! Did you cultivate this relationship for 12 years in vain?"

Lu Chen was speechless: "Keep listening."

Feng Nan nodded. If the first song, "Huo Yuanjia", was so shocking, then the other two should not be any bad either.

"This song 'Hair Like Snow' has a good name, let's listen to it first."

Feng Nan gently pressed the play button.

At this moment, the melody of "Hair Like Snow" really flowed out like running water.

Lu Chen's unique and magnetic voice once again filled the entire space:

…

"The wolf-tooth moon makes the beauty look haggard. I raise my cup and drink up the wind and snow. Who overturned the cabinet of the past life and caused the dust and disputes?"

…

Feng Nan's body tensed up involuntarily, and his ears seemed to capture every subtle note and emotional ups and downs.

There was a flash of surprise in his eyes, and then it was replaced by deep intoxication and shock.

"Brother Lu, this!!!"

Lu Chen made a hushing sound.

Feng Nan suddenly paused.

Zhao Ling on the side was completely attracted by the singing, listening attentively with full concentration.

His expression gradually changed from initial anticipation to excitement, and the corners of his mouth began to tremble slightly.

The deep affection and sorrow contained in Lu Chen's singing seemed to bring her into an ancient and poignant love story.

And the lyrics of this song are so beautiful! When the song reaches its climax: "Your hair is as beautiful as snow. I burn incense at parting. Who is moved? Invite the bright moon to make the memories bright. Love is perfect under the moonlight."

This tear-jerking chorus directly touched Feng Nan and Zhao Ling's hearts.

Feng Nan's eyes widened and his breathing became rapid.

He could clearly feel Lu Chen's powerful control over the high notes; every note was held firmly without any tremors or flaws.

and!

This artistic conception! This emotion! This level of beauty!

“What the hell!!!”

Feng Nan roared inwardly.

Suddenly I remembered a sentence: "This song should only exist in heaven, how many times can it be heard in the world?"

Yes! That’s the feeling!

He held the armrests of the chair tightly with both hands. The shock in his heart made him unable to remain calm. He marveled in his heart at Lu Chen's perfect interpretation of the song. The ease he showed in the high notes and the progression of emotions were so impressive.

Until the end of "Hair Like Snow".

A sound of "Wow".

Zhao Ling stood up suddenly and pressed towards Lu Chen.

"What the hell are you doing!?"

Lu Chen was startled! "Come, let me kiss you! Come on, let me kiss you!"

Zhao Ling is obsessed with sex.

Lu Chen rolled over, jumped up from the sofa and walked to the side.

"Mr. Zhao, if you dare to touch me, I will call the police! You are seriously ill!"

Zhao Ling looked at Lu Chen, her eyes full of light at this moment!

“This song is the sound of nature!”

There was a brief silence in the recording studio.

Feng Nan and Zhao Ling seemed to be still immersed in that poetic and picturesque world of music, unable to extricate themselves.

After a moment, Feng Nan took a deep breath, and the anticipation in his tone had reached its peak: "There is one last song: 'Blue and White Porcelain'."

Feng Nan pressed the play button again.

It is still a prelude that is so beautiful that it cannot be described in words.

Feng Nan is really screwed!

…

"The blank body is painted with blue and white strokes, the peony painted on the bottle is like your first makeup. The sandalwood fragrance comes through the window, I understand your thoughts, and I put the pen down halfway on the rice paper."

…

This time, Lu Chen's gentle and delicate voice was like a spring breeze, making people feel extremely comfortable and cozy.

Feng Nan's face was broken and devastated, devastated and shocked.

Zhao Ling covered her chest and said with a throbbing heart, "How come the lyrics of this song are more beautiful than 'Hair Like Snow'?"

As soon as Lu Chen opened his mouth, he sang out the charm of the Jiangnan water town and poetry and books, as if making people see a hazy painting of mist and rain.

The key is that it is different from the deep affection in "Hair Like Snow".

In this song, his control over the voice is simply exquisite. Every soft chant seems to be carefully depicting the patterns on blue and white porcelain.

That kind of implicit and restrained emotional expression is simply unforgettable.

For a moment, Zhao Ling and Feng Nan closed their eyes slightly, quietly feeling the poetic and picturesque feeling in the song.

Especially when singing this line: "The sky is blue and waiting for the rain, and I am waiting for you. The smoke from your cooking rises thousands of miles across the river."

…

The transparency is like a baptism of heavy rain, and the beauty is sublimated to the extreme! It's like being in a small town in the south of the Yangtze River, seeing the quaint streets and hearing the sound of gurgling water.

I saw a craftsman firing porcelain in front of a furnace.

Burn out the most beautiful azure color in the world! At this moment, Lu Chen's singing voice was like a soft ribbon, leading the two of them to swim here.

The hint of sadness and endless longing revealed in that voice made Feng Nan and Zhao Ling's eyes slightly moist.

Oh my god! It's so beautiful! It turns out that a song can really make people cry.

(End of this chapter)