The days when I retired with the queen of music

Chapter 227 Blue and White Porcelain

During the show, Huo Jiawen's face was a little gloomy, but somehow he restrained himself.

After that, Zhong Yu came to the stage to draw lots, and the one he got was "3".

Lu Anzhi watched in the lounge, and couldn't help but marvel, Huo Jiawen, this guy has committed many acts of injustice and will kill himself. He just came back from resurrection, and as soon as the lottery was drawn, Song Xiaoqin and Zhong Yu were either the first or the second. The two characters flanked each other.

But from the looks of it, Huo Jiawen seemed to be calm.After seeing that Zhong Yu was behind him, he didn't react.Does he have some cards?
Lu Anzhi guessed in his heart.

Huo Jiawen did have a hole card.

What he sang in this episode of the show is also a new song.

Mattik Biondini racked his brains after returning from the first episode of the show, and absorbed the advantages of Lu Anzhi's "We will rock you" to create an extremely good song, and the difficulty is not too high It's too high and doesn't pick the timbre, which allows Huo Jiawen to play well.

Huo Jiawen had tried singing this song and was very satisfied with it.He didn't think that with this new song, he would be the last one.

In the lounge, the calmness on Huo Jiawen's face was slightly concealed.

"It's a crime, why is it behind that Song Xiaoqin again?!"

Huo Jiawen said angrily and helplessly.He didn't care much about Zhong Yu, he just regarded Song Xiaoqin as a strong enemy.

——and Lu Anzhi behind Song Xiaoqin.

Huo Jiawen spoke in Chinese, and Mattik Biondini did not understand what Huo Jiawen was saying.But this did not prevent Mattik Biondini from seeing clues from Huo Jiawen's expression.

Therefore, Mattik Biondini didn't need anyone to translate, and said directly to Huo Jiawen: "Calm down, Huo. Believe in my works, I have taken out what I have learned all my life, and I have written the most beautiful words in my history." Good work. Also, believe in your own strength."

Huo Jiawen took a deep breath, and said to Mattick Biondini in English, "I will."

He stared at the TV screen. In the screen, Song Xiaoqin had already stood on the stage, and the name of Song Xiaoqin's work was printed in the lower left corner——

"Blue and White Porcelain"

Lyricist: Lu Anzhi
Composer: Lu Anzhi
Composer: Lu Anzhi
Not an English song.

Huo Jiawen breathed a sigh of relief.

However, when the drum sounded, the guzheng flowed into the prelude, and the flute sound followed, Huo Jiawen was stunned immediately, his face full of astonishment.

And Matik Biondini couldn't help but widen his eyes, and sweared again: "Oh Shet!" His swearing was completely different from the swearing emotion he expressed when he participated in the show last time.

In this swearing, there was some surprise and some helplessness.He didn't expect that Lu Anzhi, who had defeated him with an English song before, would suddenly change the track and come up with a song in a completely different field from his works.

Moreover, the works in different fields are so excellent that people can immediately hear the difference of the songs.

"The plain embryo outlines the blue and white brush strokes from thick to light, the peonies depicted on the bottle body are just like your first makeup, and I can see what's on your mind through the window, and the pen on the rice paper is halfway here..."

Song Xiaoqin sang on stage.It was quiet off the stage, already immersed in the singing.

If in the first episode of "Singer Set Sail", Song Xiaoqin is the queen holding the scepter high, and in the second episode, Song Xiaoqin is a goddess on Tianshan Mountain, then in this episode, Song Xiaoqin is a fairy with fluttering clothes in the blue sky and white clouds .

The melodious singing made her temperament completely different.

"Director Han, this is going to explode!"

Behind the monitor, Director Ke couldn't help but said to Han Guangyuan.

Han Guangyuan frowned tightly, listening to the song seriously, and suddenly said to Director Ke, "Unfortunately, I am not the chief director of this year's Spring Festival Gala. If it were me, I would ask Song Xiaoqin to sing this song on stage no matter what."

"The charm of the pictures of ladies rendered in glaze is hidden, and your sweet smile is like a bud, and your beauty is scattered, and you go to places I can't go..."

Song Xiaoqin's singer came out from the TV stereo in a certain house.

On the table in front of the TV are some small dishes and bottles of beer.

The drinkers were two old men.

One Wen Zhangping and one Gu Ruiyong.

Gu Ruiyong listened to the song on the TV, couldn't help sighing, and said, "Don't blame me for saying, Old Wen, he is better than you."

Wen Zhangping cursed and said: "Damn it, you need to say it! Don't I know it myself!"

The two of them raised the beer bottle, bang it, and both took a big gulp of wine.Putting down the wine bottle, Wen Zhangping let out a long breath and sighed: "Young people today are really scary!"

Gu Ruiyong smacked his lips, but did not speak.He thought to himself that it seemed that Lu Anzhi's song had a great impact on Lao Wen, and what Lao Wen used was not the word "powerful", but "terrible".

"The sky is blue waiting for misty rain and I'm waiting for you. The smoke from the kitchen rises thousands of miles across the river. The Han Li written on the bottom of the bottle imitates the elegance of the previous dynasty. Just think of me as a foreshadowing for meeting you..."

At Zhang Yuzhi and Miao Suqin's house in Xijing, the TV was also turned on.Xiao Xianxian was shaking her head while listening to her sister Song's song.

Zhang Yuzhi was shaking his head with Xiao Xianxian.

Teacher Zhang thinks the song sounds nice and the words are also very good.My son-in-law has finally brought out his full potential as a writer.He couldn't help laughing at the thought that his relatives might also watch TV and then hear this song written by his son-in-law.

And Zhang Suxin stared at the show blankly.

Miao Suqin noticed Zhang Suxin's strangeness, and immediately understood what her daughter was thinking: "Why, do you want to sing on stage again?"

"No……"

Zhang Suxin came back to her senses, shook her head, and said, "I can't tell, Mom. I really envy Xiaoqin for being able to sing this song on stage. Look at Mom, the audience in the audience is all overwhelmed by her." Attracted, she performed very well. But to be honest, I have some inexplicable fear of the stage now. If I stand on the show, I don’t think I have the courage to stand on the stage like Xiaoqin.”

Miao Suqin smiled and said: "Suxin, you are bound, you have to think too much. You are not afraid, you just grew up."

Zhang Suxin was slightly taken aback.

"Mom is amazing!"

Xianxian cried out happily.

"The plantain outside the curtain provoked the rain and the door knocker caused the patina, and the small town in the south of the Yangtze River I passed by provoked you. In the splash-ink landscape painting, you are hidden from the depths of ink..."

Song Xiaoqin in the show was still singing.

Old Zhang Zhang Yuzhi has been completely immersed in the lyrics and music, and did not hear the conversation between his wife and daughter.He listened to the singing, looked at the lyrics floating on the TV subtitles, couldn't help but slapped his thigh and shook his head: "Okay! This song is well written!"

(End of this chapter)