Chapter 283: "By the Lake Baikal" Living in Charlotte's Shadow



Chapter 283: "By the Lake Baikal" Living in Charlotte's Shadow

"champion!"

"champion!!!"

The stage lights changed, red like fire, pink like clouds, yellow like lightning, and like flowing amber. The outline of the phoenix perching on the sycamore tree was embedded in a dazzling light and shadow.

Lin Zhixing, who was standing in the center of the stage, glanced inadvertently, quite surprised.

A black spherical luminous object suddenly appeared at the place where Fang Jian had just stood.

Walking forward, the moment I touched...

[Singing skills (emotion) proficiency +1 point. ]

【Current: Emotion B (45/50). 】

I have reached the threshold of a new stage of improvement, and the strength of the singing emotions has been improved again.

"Thank you, Brother Jian. I will defeat you with my strongest strength!"

As the lights dimmed, Lin Zhixing, dressed straight in a black suit, nodded to the band teachers in the audience.

The pianist struck the keys, and a smooth prelude sounded softly. Then the beautiful accordion player joined in seamlessly with a smile on her face. The beautiful melody made the emotions of the whole audience boil for the first time.

"Oh yeah, even when you're fully dressed you still look sexy!"

"Wow, this prelude is amazing. It really feels like I'm at the shore of Lake Baikal, looking at the sparkling lake and feeling the wind."

"For your information, Lake Baikal has a total volume of 23.6 trillion cubic meters and its deepest point is 1,637 meters. It is the deepest lake in the world and the largest freshwater lake in Eurasia. The lake is 636 kilometers long, 48 kilometers wide on average, and covers an area of ​​31,500 square kilometers!"

Off screen.

In a high-end apartment.

Guo Jiahe, who was eliminated, sat in front of the computer early.

He placed his hope of eliminating Feng Qi Wutong on Fang Jian and Wang Jiawei.

When he saw Fang Jian singing his famous song "Three Lives with You", he felt very happy and the corners of his mouth curled up for the first time in a long time.

When he heard the prelude of "On the Shores of Lake Baikal" and realized it was a lyrical song, he immediately stood up from the computer, trotted to the wine cabinet, took out a bottle of champagne and placed it next to the computer.

"You guys are really brave to compete with the strongest music poet with lyrical songs instead of songs that can ignite the scene!"

Guo Jiahe muttered to himself, then picked up the bottle opener on the table with a smile.

"This bottle of champagne is for you!"

Gorgeous center stage.

The song slowly entered the main part. Lin Zhixing, who was lowering his head to gather his emotions, raised the microphone and spoke with the corners of his lips slightly opened.

"In My Arms and In Your Eyes"

"There the spring breeze is intoxicating and the grass is green"

His voice was not completely clear and bright, and occasionally there would be a hoarseness in a word or two, just like the large and small gravel hidden under the waterfall, but it always bounced back some unexpected surprises. These few tiny and fragmented pronunciations did not have the grandeur of a big river, but were more fascinating than a small stream or shallow pool.

At the beginning, with only 26 words, the poem depicts a scene of a man and a woman snuggling together and enjoying the scenery, which makes the audience feel emotionally involved.

Singers waiting room.

“What a beautiful melody!”

As soon as the prelude sounded, Fang Jian was deeply attracted by the song and felt that the melody was very beautiful.

At the same time, he found that Lin Zhixing's singing skills had improved.

If he had such strength, why didn't he show it before? Could it be...

——Strength is unknown, but becomes stronger when facing a stronger opponent?

This song of theirs is very similar to their own singing style. Their live version of the lyrical song cannot beat Wang Jiawei's. It seems that they want to use a song of the same type to compete with themselves.

"Okay, let's fight!"

Fang Jian straightened up, looking at Lin Zhixing singing passionately on the screen, and thought to himself, "If you can beat me with a song of the same type tonight, the title of Music Poet will be given to you!"

Gorgeous center stage.

Song Ge, dressed in a white dress, turned to face Lin Zhixing and slowly raised the microphone. The two looked at each other affectionately, just like the couple in the song who loved each other deeply.

"The moonlight spreads love all over the lake"

"The bonfire of two lights up the whole night"

Her voice is like the light dance in the clouds, like the breeze caressing your cheek, with a feeling of spring rain silently moistening everything, bringing the listeners into the fairy-like lakeside beauty, as if they are part of the romantic story in it.

The audience off the stage, listening to this song felt like they were standing on the lawn by the lake, the stars in the night sky were brighter than the other, and the one they loved was standing beside them, looking at them with such gentle eyes.

The two sang together, and their beautiful voices set the live broadcast room on fire.

"Oh Ye Ge's voice may not be the best, and his singing skills may not be the best, but he can make the songs come alive and tell the stories with his singing, which is amazing."

"The first time I learned about Lake Baikal was from a high school geography class: it was the deepest lake in the world. The second time I learned about Lake Baikal was from this place: oh my god, a distant place filled with poetry."

“Although I am not an expert in music, I still want to express my opinion. After a long period of thinking and analysis, I actually don’t know how to comment. As I said at the beginning, I am not an expert in this field.”

Singers waiting room.

"It's so beautiful, the person is beautiful and the voice is beautiful!"

Wang Jiawei watched Song Ge singing passionately on the screen and admired him very much.

She thinks Song Ge's vocal skills are very solid, and she interprets the affectionate lyrics to the fullest. Her voice is so beautiful that she doesn't even need the help of accompaniment, and her voice is the most moving instrument.

The scary thing is that this type of lyrical song is not her best.

"Come on and advance!"

Wang Jiawei was very excited to have such a strong opponent, and prayed silently in her heart that she could compete with Song Ge in the next round on a high-pitched song.

"After many years, it will wander like a cloud"

"The changing pace makes it difficult for us to hold hands"

"How many you and I are there in this life?"

"Swallowed up in the moonlit night"

The duet of Lin Zhixing and Song Ge is like the lyrics shining into reality. The two voices are one gentle like moonlight, and the other deep like lake water, and the two voices blend perfectly.

The light sound of the accordion brings people to the lake, the harmony pulls people into a climax, and the transitions make people linger.

Judges' seat.

“The song is so well written!”

Lu Liangshan likes this song very much and is impressed by Lin Zhixing's strong creative ability.

The beautiful scene outlined in the above eight sentences was quickly wiped out by the last four sentences. The originally thought of HE was easily changed to BE.

He didn't like songs with a happy beginning and a sad ending, but if he changed his way of thinking, he felt that this song was even more magical.

It would be amazing if the author of this song was "Lake Baikal".

Lake Baikal witnessed the love of a pair of lovers and also witnessed their separation, but it can only narrate everything it has seen in a calm tone, just like a singer on the stage.

“Bang!”

Lu Liangshan pressed the "add ticket" button, but the machine did not respond.

Only then did he realize that the additional voting process was cancelled in the final, the judges' vote ratio was changed from 10 to 5, and voting was only possible after all singers had finished singing.

But this scene was captured by the camera.

The audience all saw his recognition of Feng Qi Wu Tong.

Auditorium.

When Xiao Song was immersed in the song, she accidentally glanced and found that her boyfriend was crying.

She was very surprised. Her boyfriend was a very strong man and she had never seen him shed a tear in the ten years they had been in love. She didn't expect that he was moved to tears by a song today.

"Hey, did the man cry while listening to the song?"

Xiao Song nudged her boyfriend with her shoulder and asked with a smile.

“It’s not because of the song.”

My boyfriend wiped his tears, clenched his fist and said excitedly: "Lake Baikal is called the 'North Sea' in ancient Chinese books. Su Wu herded sheep in the North Sea. During the reign of Emperor Wu of Han, he also fought in the North Sea."

"When our Chinese ancestors had relations with the North Sea, where were the Russians? Their ancestors were still wearing animal skins and warming themselves by the fire in Scandinavian caves! As a Chinese, I am not convinced that the Russians have occupied Lake Baikal."

Xiao Song: “…”

"I wish the past would come back one day"

“We lingered on the shores of Lake Baikal”

"After many years, the past will be gone with the clouds"

"The flying snow cannot contain the tenderness"

In the center of the gorgeous stage, Lin Zhixing and Song Ge’s singing was getting better and better.

The audience listened very attentively. Against the quiet background, every breath and every emotion were amplified, touching the hearts of the audience more directly.

The charming scenery of intoxicating spring breeze, green grass, clear and mysterious water, and the bonfire between the two people ignited the audience's yearning for Lake Baikal.

“There is too little time in this life”

"Not enough to prove the deep affection that melts the ice and snow"

The main part is like a gentle breeze, while the climax is like the rising tide, raising the audience's spirits.

Auditorium.

The lyrics just now touched the hearts of countless audiences.

When things have changed after many years, and the people around you are no longer the ones you thought of as your lifelong lover, and you think back to the shore of Lake Baikal where you left traces of your deep love, what you probably think of is that "there is too little time in a lifetime", not enough to fulfill your promise.

"baby."

"Um?"

"Let's go to Lake Baikal tomorrow!"

Before the song was over, Feng Qi Wutong had aroused countless audiences' longing for Lake Baikal with his outstanding singing.

In the director's office.

"940!"

"950!"

"Will it break 10 million? Will there be a miracle?"

Hong Bo never thought that a lyrical song could make the data in the live broadcast room soar. If a singer can break the record of 10 million during the performance, he is willing to be one of them.

"One day you suddenly appeared"

"You are clear and mysterious on the shore of Lake Baikal"

"You are as clear and mysterious as the shore of Lake Baikal"

Singers waiting room.

"It first describes the happiness of the two people being together, then describes the regret of being separated and unable to meet each other, and finally, it is still romantic after all, and arranges for the appearance of a beautiful dream. It's wonderful!"

After listening to the whole song, Fang Jian was deeply impressed by Lin Zhixing's creative level.

The whole song sounds like a Maozi folk song, with a hint of Soviet-style tragedy and profound romance.

Although the melody is slow, the song has a high-level beauty and visual sense. Combined with Lin Zhixing's spiritual lyrics, the whole song becomes a musical poem that can be savored for a long time!

“I lost!”

Fang Jian felt that he had been defeated, and Lin Zhixing was indeed worthy of the title of "Music Poet".

He took out his cell phone from his pocket, opened the "notes" where he recorded his inspirations, and found a song called "By the West Lake".

After glancing at the lyrics, Fang Jian sighed softly.

Although he is a newcomer who just debuted, for some reason, he always feels that he is living in the creative shadow of Lin Zhixing.

Judges' seat.

Huang Xiao stared at Lin Zhixing with admiration in his eyes.

He liked this song very much, especially the lyrics "The bonfire of two people lights up the whole night."

The bonfire will not light up the whole night. It is the fire of passion and love that burns away the silence of the night. Because the two know that after tonight, there will be endless waiting.

He feels that Lin Zhixing's works are a series of static yet flowing images, like the beautiful landscape paintings of National Geographic magazine or the exquisite documentaries shot by the BBC.

If Fang Jian is a musical poet, then Lin Zhixing is a musical painter.

Wei Donglin, a special judge who has always supported Guo Jiahe, also plans to cast his vote for Feng Qi Wutong under today's secret ballot rules.

Listen to the song till the end.

The audience's hair stood on end, their bodies were limp, their eyes were focused, but their expressions were distracted, as if they had just experienced a feast, and they were enjoying it with a hint of despair, and despair with infinite enjoyment.

The song accompaniment had already ended, but many audience members were still immersed in the song with their eyes closed, unwilling to wake up.

“Dude, it’s time to vote!”

"Please don't wake me up, I'm at Lake Baikal!"

The audience didn't wake up from the song until the host He Ling walked onto the stage, and immediately gave thunderous applause and cheers.

"The song is so beautiful! Champion! Champion!!!"

"This is the most beautiful ballad I have ever heard, thank you, yeah brother!"

"After you left, I saw that everyone in the world is like you. There are so many loves that have nowhere to go in this life. I hope there will be years to look back and share the deep love."

Off screen.

In a high-end apartment.

“No way…”

Guo Jiahe, who had been listening with his eyes closed, suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart, feeling that Feng Qi Wutong might successfully advance.

He listened to both songs very carefully.

I clearly have a bias in my heart, but for some reason, I still feel that Feng Qi Wu Tong's singing is better than Fang Jian's...

"Don't lose to them!"

Guo Jiahe looked at the opened champagne on the table, his face turned pale and he felt like there was something stuck in his throat.

Gorgeous center stage.

Feeling the enthusiasm of the audience, Lin Zhixing and Song Ge smiled. After giving their best, they believed they would successfully advance.

“Thank you Fengqi Wutong for the wonderful performance!”

The host He Ling announced: "Now, please welcome Wang Jiawei to perform a song for everyone..."

Singers waiting room.

"Xiao Lin, your songwriting is amazing!"

Fang Jian gave Lin Zhixing a thumbs up and pulled him to his side. With a hint of desire in his eyes, he said, "I especially like the song 'By the Lake Baikal' you sang tonight, and the song 'Legend' you sang before. I feel like I have a special connection with these two songs!"

As he spoke, he showed the note in his phone to Lin Zhixing.

"West Lake...Legend?"

After reading the note, Lin Zhixing widened his eyes in surprise.

"Can I discuss with you about selling me the cover rights of these two songs?"

"Brother Jian, it's free for you!"

(End of this chapter)

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