Immediately afterwards, a strong pop rhythm began, coming without warning. This dynamic melody, accompanied by the occasional melodious sound of the xiao (vertical bamboo flute), seemed to outline a chaotic space-time that was impossible to understand. But this sense of contradiction did not seem abrupt; on the contrary, it was extremely beautiful!
Is this a traditional Chinese style song or a love song?
Even Ren Hetai, who prided himself on his extensive knowledge, was somewhat confused at this moment.
"The wind becomes sticky here, clinging to the thoughts of passersby; the rain becomes thread-like here, binding us to linger in this world."
That delicate voice, that damn emotional delivery!
It still tastes just like that!
"It is fate that you are by my side. Fate is written on the Three Lives Stone. Love has a sweetness of one in ten thousand. I would rather be buried here."
Ren Hetai is someone who has a habit of pausing after listening to each piece of music to analyze its lyrics and melody.
Despite the tender, emotional voice, he raised his hand several times, intending to reach for the mouse, but each time he pulled it back halfway through.
"Every word rhymes, which is in line with Lin Rui's style, and it also complements the melody. It's rare! Very rare!"
Ren Hetai couldn't help but praise him.
Director Luo, standing to the side, naturally smiled and agreed.
He simply thought the song was good, but he couldn't quite put his finger on why.
"Circles and circles, day after day, year after year, I gaze deeply at your face, your angry yet gentle face, your resentful yet gentle face."
stop!
This time, Ren Hetai had no choice but to reach out and press the pause button.
Under Director Luo's puzzled gaze, Ren Hetai did not explain, but kept looking at the lyrics of that section.
Forced rhyme!
These circles and circles are just a mess!
Ren Hetai frowned. In his opinion, with Lin Rui's talent, he shouldn't have made such a reprehensible mistake.
He was even certain that this one line of lyrics would cause flaws in the entire song that could have been avoided, or even that should never have appeared!
However, Ren Hetai also had to admit that the melody of the song was simply too outstanding. Putting aside the flawed lyrics, the rhythm highlighted by the melody in this transition section was a stroke of genius!
With a slight sigh, Ren Hetai continued playing the lyrics despite some regret about the forced rhyme.
"We who do not understand the torment of love, hate, and passion all thought that love was as fickle as the weather, believing that loving for one day was better than loving forever, freezing time in that instant."
Ren Hetai's slightly regretful gaze returned to its clear and bright state.
The chorus has a tight rhythm!
These lyrics and music are so captivating!
That's some truly masterful singing!
Such expressive delivery!
Absolutely heartless!
"We, who didn't know how to express tenderness, thought that dying for love was just an ancient legend. How painful and intense can the sorrow of parting be? Only when the dream was buried in the misty rain of Jiangnan did we understand."
Ren Hetai involuntarily closed his eyes.
As the climax gradually subsided, he kept replaying the lingering charm of time in the lyrics, feeling the deep emotions permeated by the melody, and the faint sadness left a lingering impression on this profound love story.
This is not only a song, but also a poem, a painting, and it can even be called an era!
Ren Hetai slowly got up and stood on the windowsill. He could vaguely hear the sounds of wind, flutes, flowing water, whistles, and songs coming from the playground, woods, dormitory, and corridor.
The landscape is like a painting!
It turned out that all the students were listening.
Perhaps the people of Xiazhou are listening too.
Even people in other states who couldn't sleep like him were listening!
Ren Hetai could already foresee that this song, "Jiangnan," would become a hit throughout the sixteen provinces.
Its appearance will shake the entire music scene!
Ren Hetai glanced again at the computer screen not far away, looking at "Lonely Night" which was still at the top of the charts. He looked up at the starry sky and murmured to himself.
"It was almost dawn..."
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