Chapter 224 Who is playing "Dong Feng Po" on the pipa? Ancient-style music fans are stunned.
Six o'clock in the evening.
Room 401, Girls' Dormitory Building, Tsinghua University.
Upon learning of Wang Yueheng's new song release, Zhang Qin, the president of the literary society, immediately opened the music platform on her computer.
I want to see how Wang Yueheng's so-called "Chinese style" songs differ from Li Guyan's "ancient style" songs.
Does this singer really think that creating their own style in the music scene is such an easy thing?
He wants to achieve what many national-level singers cannot.
I might really become a laughing stock...
"Come on, everyone, take off your headphones! Let's all gather around and listen!"
"Let's enjoy this celebrity junior's new song together."
While wearing a face mask, Zhang Qin turned up the volume on her laptop and looked up to call out to her two roommates.
Upon hearing this, Chen Guoguo, the vice president of the music club who had just taken out her Bluetooth earphones, had no choice but to put down her phone and come over.
A hint of unease lingered on his face.
As a die-hard fan of Wang Yueheng, she was also a little worried: could he write this new song in such a short time?
Judging from the comments online, many of Li Guyan's fans are sharing her new song "Xi Yu Ci".
And even those fans who support Wang Yueheng.
They also expressed a lack of understanding of Wang Yueheng's Chinese style.
No one dares to guarantee that Wang Yueheng's new song can truly surpass the work of Li Guyan, a representative singer in the ancient style music scene.
"Sister Qin, I really didn't expect Wang Yueheng to actually compete against Senior Li Guyan."
"I wonder if his song can surpass Li Guyan's 'Ode to the West Rain'."
Another girl, Chen Yu, a top student wearing thick glasses, turned around with an expectant look on her face.
"Just listen and you'll know, but I think all this talk about Chinese style or dragon style is probably just a gimmick..."
Zhang Qin clicked on the music software with the mouse, and patted the face mask on her face with her other hand as she spoke.
"Wang Yueheng's new song 'Dongfeng Po' by Huaxia Feng is exclusively released on Bubble Music!"
As the bubble music software is launched.
The first thing that pops up on the screen is a promotional page for Wang Yueheng's new song.
As a pillar singer and leading lady in the bubble music scene.
Bubble Music naturally gave Wang Yueheng's new song a lot of publicity and recommendations.
It's not just bubble music.
The promotion was carried out in conjunction with the short video platform Douyin.
After all, this is the first time Wang Yueheng has released the full version of his new song on the platform.
Moreover, it also represents a kind of competition with the traditional Chinese style circle.
At this moment, everyone within the Douyin Group is also closely watching the developments of Wang Yueheng's new song.
"They're playing music!"
After reminding her roommates, Zhang Qin found Wang Yueheng's new song "Dong Feng Po".
"Click"
Move the small, silver-white mouse and click the triangle play button on the page.
As the music began.
Chen Guoguo, the somewhat introverted vice president of the music club, subconsciously held her breath and stared nervously at the computer screen.
It's like watching a match between two people on stage.
Now it's finally Wang Yueheng's turn to perform.
Zhang Qin, who was wearing a face mask, took out her phone and took a picture of the computer screen.
I plan to share my thoughts on Wang Yueheng's new song on my WeChat Moments immediately after listening to it.
They've even come up with some words to make fun of the so-called "Chinese style" new song.
immediately.
A clean and soothing piano melody drifted in.
"Huh, wasn't this supposed to be a Chinese style... why is there piano accompaniment?"
Wearing thick glasses, Chen Yu couldn't help but mutter to herself.
"Absolutely, the compositional skill is exposed just from this intro."
"He probably doesn't even know what 'traditional Chinese style' is..."
Zhang Qin gently patted the face mask, pursed her lips, and echoed.
Hearing their conversation, Chen Guoguo became even more nervous.
They were afraid that Wang Yueheng might accidentally make a mistake in the arrangement.
A solitary lamp, brimming with sorrow, stands by the window.
I'll pretend you haven't left yet, I'll stay behind the door.
"Revisiting the old place, the full moon only brings more loneliness."
"The candlelight, still awake in the middle of the night, couldn't bear to blame me..."
However, the two had barely finished speaking.
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