"Mr. Zhou," Bai Yangyu twisted his body slightly and leaned towards Zhou Yiyang beside him. "Don't you think you look a little silly now?"
Zhou Yiyang blinked and showed a strange look.
"Just after Wen Yuan came on stage, I noticed that your legs were shaking the whole time. You can't be nervous, right?"
After saying this, Bai Yangyu himself felt strange.
That’s Zhou Yiyang, a battle-hardened and experienced man.
Will he be nervous?
That's too weird!
"Nervous? Not really." Zhou Yiyang shook his head and said, "I'm just not sure if the song Wen Yuan sang can resonate with people."
Zhou Yiyang was not worried that Wen Yuan would not be able to sing the song well.
With Wen Yuan's skills and singing ability, it can be said that it is quite easy for her to sing a song well.
But whether the audience likes it or not is a different matter.
Because this song is relatively neither a fast song that can stir up emotions, nor a big song with unparalleled skills.
It is a song that quietly shares one's thoughts on life.
However, when Zhou Yiyang gave this song to Wen Yuan, she liked it very much.
To her, this song is like a poem.
And it is not a simple love song, its arrangement is also quite sophisticated.
But Wen Yuan knew very well that this song would definitely not be easy to sing.
Not to mention the high notes in the chorus, even the bass part alone is extremely difficult to sing with texture.
At this moment, Wen Yuan was much more serious than usual.
She stood on the stage.
The stage was also built to look like a bar.
When she leaned against the bar as if drunk, many people seemed to see the young and innocent Wen Yuan of that year.
Wen Yuan is old now, but in many people's memories, she was actually an idol singer back then.
Now she has regained some of her former charm.
Her every frown and smile would draw people's attention to the red wine in her glass.
She spun the cup around and then laughed.
At this time, the prelude sounded, and under the light orange light, she finally picked up the microphone.
Leaning against the bar, he sang softly:
[The warm afternoon sun shines gently
The colorful rainbow after the rain
A cool breeze brushes past my ears on a hot summer day
A beautiful scene lingers on.
Wen Yuan's gentle voice complements the simple piano sound in the background.
There is no complicated melody, no prelude that instantly catches the eye, it is as plain as a glass of boiled water.
But when you hear this song, your heart is like a lake into which an inconspicuous stone is thrown, and suddenly there are splashes of water.
I was caught off guard by the surprise, and then I slowly fell into it.
You find that this is not just a cup of plain water.
It is so delicious, and only after you put it into your mouth can you taste the sweetness.
"I like this song." Su Yin looked at Wen Yuan on the stage with complicated feelings.
From a competition perspective, this is definitely not a suitable song.
The prelude is a fifty-second long piano sound, which is completely inconsistent with the current trend of bombarding your ears with the beginning of a song.
But after a long wait, when you hear Wen Yuan's voice, you will suddenly feel that all the waiting is worth it.
Su Yin didn't know why, but when she heard this song, she couldn't help but think of her mother.
The title of the song is "My Beauty".
It is very appropriate for an older woman like Wen Yuan to sing this song.
Would you say she is not beautiful?
Su Yin shook her head, just as she would never think that her mother was not beautiful.
Even though she was confined to the kitchen and the living room every day.
Even though her hair has turned white and is no longer as black and shiny as it was when she was young.
Even though her face already had more wrinkles, the kind that no makeup could hide.
But she is still beautiful, that is the beauty given to her by time and life.
If the song "Painting" struck a chord with young people, making them think of themselves, then "Your Beauty" struck a chord with them from another perspective, resonating with young people and even middle-aged people of Wen Yuan's age.
At this time, a music professor was sitting at home. He almost couldn't wait to walk to the piano and express his emotions.
He really liked the two songs Zhou Yiyang performed tonight. "Painting" and "Your Beauty" both have humanistic concerns.
Let him see that this man who has already achieved financial freedom still has more possibilities.
He will definitely not just be an excellent businessman. Many years later, when people talk about the history of Chinese music, no one will forget Zhou Yiyang.
"This is a song," the professor laughed, "that helps us understand that we are both ordinary and special. Perhaps it will have a different impact on some of our friends who are experiencing anxiety."
Wen Yuan was quite calm when she sang this song.
It’s not that she didn’t get into the role, but that when she sang this song, she was singing about herself.
Looking back on his life, Wen Yuan has no dissatisfaction at all.
All the setbacks and pains are just embellishments of her life.
In the end, they only embellished her years and enriched her beauty.
She sat on the stage and smiled calmly:
[The world I see is extremely beautiful.
You see, everything about me is my beauty
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