"You all know how to sing this song, right?" Zhou Yiyang asked.
"Of course," Su Yin recalled. "When my dad was still alive, he often played this song for me on guitar! It was so popular back then."
"My dad can sing it too!" Lin Xuan'er said excitedly, "He's a math teacher. The school asked him to perform at the arts festival, and he sang this song."
Bai Yangyu hummed. "This song was the title song from their first album, and just like yours, it was a huge hit. Plus, the record industry was really hot back then, so it must have sold millions of copies! It was even used as the theme song for the most popular teen drama of the era, and everyone around me was singing it."
"Oh my god," Tang Yue exaggeratedly covered her mouth, "Brother Bai, you are so old?"
Bai Yangyu sighed, wondering why he was always the one who got hurt.
But as they say, this song is a collective memory of that era.
Perhaps twenty years later, tonight's "Rice Fragrance" will have the same effect.
But now, they have been defeated by time.
"Losing to this song," Zhou Yiyang consoled her, "isn't that hard actually."
When Bai Lang opened his mouth, the old voice beside his ears seemed to be inaudible, and what appeared in his eyes were the three young men twenty years ago who were wearing denim jackets and bell-bottom pants and appeared out of nowhere like a whirlwind of youth.
From a professional perspective, the arrangement of this song isn't complex. It was written by the three members of White Wolf during a break in high school. Its simple chords have made it a popular entry-level guitar song for many.
But when they sit there and open their mouths, their youthful voices become older ones, their rebellious looks become ordinary outfits. Rock music isn't an exam, but the people who sing rock music are already old, and the people who listen to White Wolf are also old.
There is no need for a fancy stage or carefully produced video. Twenty years of memories have already written a touching story in the hearts of every listener.
The audience spontaneously sang along, and some of them smiled at each other. Twenty years ago, someone sang this song to express their love, and now they have a son and a daughter.
Some people also remembered the person from twenty years ago, who was their first love that they yearned for, and the regret that they had to wipe away the tears after waking up from the dream.
The moment Bai Lang handed the microphone to the audience and the whole audience started singing in chorus, Zhou Yiyang knew they had lost.
"It's fine." Zhou Yiyang smiled at Bai Yangyu: "I didn't lose to the rules, I lost to the precipitation."
The four Moonlight Girls had completely forgotten that the White Wolf was their opponent, and now they sang along excitedly.
The songs from the radio in their childhood echoed in their ears again.
The desire to win melted into the singing. Perhaps this is the power of music!
The program crew finally breathed a sigh of relief. At least the scene of the last song was very touching.
The whole audience laughed and sang together, remembering their lost youth.
The barrage comments stopped quarreling at this time, mainly because even Yue Shao was there happily singing, so why would fans go and ruin the atmosphere.
As one comment said: "It's not that this song is better than others, but as soon as you hear it, you know it's the champion."
The song ended and the other groups returned to the stage together.
The final results will be announced next.
"According to the previous rules," the host said, calming himself down. "Let's first see the choices of the 50 professional judges. Our teacher Heidao has something to say."
Music critic Black Blade said, "I voted for White Wolf. You showed me the skill and heritage of a veteran artist. You truly deserve it!"
Another professional judge, Mr. Huoshan, who had been the judge before, also stood up. "I really cried when I saw White Wolf's performance just now. After all, that was the first song I learned back then. But I still voted for Moonlight Girl!"
At this time, there was a cheer from the audience.
Huoshan waited until they quieted down before continuing, "The performances of the two groups just now were very interesting. One reminisced about the past, while the other was full of yearning for the future. What I want to say is that the era ultimately belongs to the young. Moonlight Girls, you have a promising future!"
Zhou Yiyang raised his eyebrows: "He was strict with you for the entire season, but he didn't expect to vote for you in the end."
After several professional judges spoke, the voting results of these 50 people were announced.
"Everyone should have seen the results. White Wolf received 31 votes from the professional judges, and Moonlight Girl received 19 votes. Burning Group, Daxi, and the White Horse Choir all received zero votes. Of course, the final result will depend on the audience votes!"
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