Entertainment: Gufeng Song God I Shocked the World!

"This full sense of CP makes me very jealous!"

"The two of them are walking together, why does it seem like pink suddenly appears in front of me!"

"It's sour, it's sour, it's called getting the moon first, it's unfair, I'm jealous of Yang Mi!"

"I really want to look at brother Qin Fei's hand like this, I'm so jealous!"

"I knocked this Ml Guofeng's CP, everyone take a screenshot, it won't be there next time!"

Whether it's Qin Fei's fans or Yang Mi's audience, they are all envious, jealous and hateful at the moment.

But they had to admit it.

With Qin Fei's attire and Yang Mi wearing a cheongsam, the sense of CP is really full.

With the emergence of the magical dialogue between Yang Mi and Qin Fei.

Qin Fei's answer to "Huanxi Sand? Drizzle Wind Makes Xiaohan" undoubtedly surprised the audience who were watching at this time.

"It seems that Qin Fei is indeed talented. Few people know this!"

"I've never heard of it!"

"Why is it Huanxisha again? Who is this person?"

"My God, does anyone actually think that Huan Xisha is the author? This is the name of the word brand, okay!

at the same time.

Qin Fei was also explaining this to Yang Mi.

"Su Shi, I know, Su Dongpo, his Dongpo meat is very famous."

Yang Mi nodded seriously, which made the audience burst into laughter.

"Why do I feel that the goddess has no culture and is so cute!"

"Looking at Qin Fei's helpless look, he was defeated by the goddess!

"It turned out to be written by Su Shi. Brother Qin Fei is amazing!"

"Everyone knows that, okay?"

"Really? I don't know anyway!"

"I haven't even heard this poem, okay?"

"This is a poem, Song poem, oh my god, as Qin people, everyone has to strengthen their own culture.

"I think so too, otherwise I'll lose brother Qin Fei's face!"

"Who is Cui Ying?"

"A poet of the Tang Dynasty, someone who can be on an equal footing with Li Taibai!"

"I haven't heard of it, but after listening to Qin Fei's explanation, it seems to be very powerful!"

"That is, that is an existence that even Li Taibai admires!"

"This is Li Bai's lifelong rival and best friend!"

"I didn't expect Qin Fei to even know Cui Ying. Not many people know about this poet!"

"Many of his poems are familiar, but his name is rarely remembered."

"Qin Fei even knows about "Climbing to Jinling Phoenix Terrace", my God!"

The audience who knew the poems was extremely shocked at the moment.

This "Climbing to the Phoenix Terrace in Jinling" is actually not very famous in Li Bai's poems.

very uncommon.

After that, it was time for Qin Fei to sing "Knowing or Not".

"On-site arrangement and singing of ancient poetry!"

"Qin Fei is a little arrogant, even a top singer wouldn't dare to do it!

"If you don't understand the meaning of the poems and adapt them indiscriminately, you can only ruin the poems!"

Suddenly, there was a beautiful whisper in their ears.

people watching the show.

Accidentally immersed in this wonderful music.

As Qin Fei finished singing.

Time seemed to stop for three seconds.

Whether it is the barrage area or the comment area, there is no movement in these three seconds.

After three seconds.

The barrage area and comment area exploded!

"This is indeed "Like a Dream? Last night's rain and wind"!"

"I asked Du Niang just now, but I couldn't find any existing songs at all!"

"It was really arranged live!"

"Even if it was composed before, it's shocking, okay?"

"This song is so beautiful, it's much better than those hoo-ha-y songs!

"This is the charm of poetry, okay? Qin Fei just magnified this charm!"

"Whatever he is, I have no culture anyway, so I know it sounds good!"

"It must have been prepared a long time ago, I don't believe it anymore, Qin Fei is really so powerful! Amidst all the praise, there are still some doubting voices.

Qin Fei's performance was really shocking.

When Qin Fei modestly refused to sing another song.

Someone jumped out.

"If I saw it, I knew it must have been prepared a long time ago, and he didn't dare to sing the second song!"

"Are you crazy, Qin Fei is modest, okay?"

Of course Qin Fei Saigao stood up and retorted.

"I don't care, Qin Fei can't do it anyway!"

"Your lemon heart is too strong, Qin Fei is provoking you to mess with you!"

"I just can't get used to Qin Fei's pretense, and what kind of national style he is promoting, he is such a green onion, and suddenly there was a quarrel in the barrage area.

I don't like any national style! "

But most remain neutral.

Until Sa Beining said to let the scene choose to be an audience, the barrage area suddenly became quiet.

A nostalgic "I hope people last forever" was sung by him.

The long melody was accompanied by Qin Fei's own feelings.

The audience who were listening were moved.

PS: Kneeling and begging for a reward for flowers.

Chapter 1 Qin Fei, you are in the People's Daily

Hong Kong.

Chen Yixun stared at the screen in front of him intently.

on the screen.

It was Qin Fei who sang "May People Live Long".

He took a deep breath and let it out quickly.

He slumped on the sofa, but his face was extremely solemn.

On the stage of "I Am a Singer".

The song that he adapted composed of four "Huanxisha" was defeated by Qin Fei.

But at that time, he was still a little lucky.

He felt that at least in this area, he was still ahead of Qin Fei.

At least he initiated the poetry adaptation of the song first.

But how long has it been.

Qin Fei actually adapted two poems.

And it is still on-the-spot adaptation 0

It still sings!

His clarity is even better than the melody that his own team came up with!

Chen Yixun couldn't help but smile.

This has dealt an invisible fatal blow to him.

"This Qin Fei, every time he is a blockbuster, someone always has to be his whetstone!"

Han Hong, who was far away in the imperial capital, couldn't help sighing.

She turned to look at the one sitting beside her.

"In this way, you feel this young man."

"Very bold, very talented, and very humble."

There was a sudden pause when he said this.

"But it's really too presumptive, and such young people should really be hit."

His words were a little cold.