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"This composition is unexpected. The entertainment industry now has such a genius. It's not bad."

Continuing to listen, Han Lei rarely heard a very comfortable song, especially the combination of Chinese style and western bass. It was natural and just right. He had only seen this kind of music processing in one person, and it was world-renowned. The star, the super king MG.

You know, the producer of MG, but the top in the industry, he spends millions of dollars on each song.

And this person named Ye Lang actually compiled the song during the live broadcast? Is it prepared in advance?

Han Lei at this moment listened carefully.

"Rap! This kind of music is very bold."

"There is also the Hakka dialect, yes, it is integrated into the local folk customs..."

Suddenly, he took a breath of cold air, "Hi...this erhu...this piano..."

Han Lei didn't know much about rap. He still recognized Ye Lang's rhythm. He couldn't talk about how he liked it, but it was definitely not bad.

The neigh of an erhu suddenly appeared in the middle of this song, like the brewing of emotions in silence, a martial arts master gasping in the middle of the enemy.

In Ye Lang's live broadcast room, the whole live broadcast room exploded as soon as this episode of Erhu came out.

"Fuck, we the first to hear our country's musical instruments appear in the song, just at this point, this Ye Shen I have a fan."

"A song casually makes those so-called top singers and composers in the entertainment circle, faceless, using the so-called western instruments, one by one, as sweet and high-level. However, when the Chinese Erhu appeared, this It feels like, no more, I have goose bumps all over my body!"

At this time the lyrics continued to explode.

"What (guest) do (guest)

I open the Ren Du Ermai

What (guest) what (guest)

Signboard of the sick man in East Asia

What (guest) what (guest)

I kicked it off and hum"

After this hum, Ye Lang's body followed the rhythm of the music, enjoying the swinging rhythm, and suddenly stopped.

A piano solo is like a small bridge and flowing water, not hurried or slow, and the rhythm is bright, like a master game, the inaudible stare of the midfielder.

Suddenly, the drums burst again!

...

After one song ended, the barrage was silent for a few seconds.

Finally, a barrage appeared slowly.

"People who practice martial arts must remember that the benevolent is invincible, who is practising Tai Chi, and I will take this sentence. Ha ha, Ye Shen, I will take this sentence. I will take you if I don’t support the wall."

"Brother, I like being upright and upright! I'm so handsome!"

"I feel that the Chinese music scene is about to change."

...

Ye Lang's live video was posted on Weibo.

The well-known music giant Han Lei commented: "Ye Lang, although I don’t know who Ye Lang is, I feel a kind of spiritual energy from his music, even higher than spiritual energy. How about today’s music world, you guys Who dares to use China’s erhu? People think that the West is the biggest one. When will our Chinese folk music come out? I am a music teacher and I know how difficult it is to inherit Chinese folk music. Ye Lang has given me hope. I really like the piano solo, which reminds me of the psychological game of masters in martial arts movies."

Han Lei immediately released his thoughts after listening to "Nunchoke".

As a professor at the China Conservatory of Music, his students immediately became excited one by one.

"There are not many songs that can make Teacher Han so excited, I will listen to it."

"Ms. Han looks very excited. I have never seen him evaluate a singer in this way."

"I am also a fan of Ye Shen. As a music student, I think Ye Shen's songs are full of creativity. This rap tone is simply a pioneering work. Those underground singers, do you know what the real Chinese style is? "

...

At this time, Ye Lang looked at the barrage leisurely, "You guys continue to boast, I haven't heard enough."

The barrage came out again one by one.

"Call..."

A burst of onomatopoeia came out.

"No, you fans in this session can't do it." Ye Lang pretended to have a bitter hatred in his clothes, "If I can't get your response, how can I continue to sing? I still have a few songs."

Barrage laughed crazy.

"Haha, no more, Ye Shen is really a playmaker."

"Yeshen, this song is good, keep singing."

"Hurry up, we have to sleep."

...

Ye Lang's barrage is not good.

Ye Lang nodded, "Well, it looks like you guys knew it was wrong. I took back that sentence. There are still good fans in this session."

"Next, what do you think of this song, I call this style Hua Xia Feng, which is different from the songs you usually listen to."

"The name of this song is called "Dongfeng Po". Next, it's time to show the composition. We will use various instruments, so let's simulate the sounds of various instruments first..."

It took less than an hour for Ye Lang to create the first song, and the speed was amazing. For the second song, Ye Lang felt that his proficiency seemed to be much higher.

...

In an ancient city in the northwest, a group of restless people dressed in generous clothes were partying on the stage.

"Yoyoyo, this is MC mine, friends from Chang'an, how are you?"

There was a trace of reluctance on his face, and as his voice fell, a burst of noisy and rhythmic music came.

"If you say hello, can you greet you X

Actually, it's really the number you X asked me for first

I’m actually very busy and need to make an appointment."

A young man wearing a white sweater with a fairly well-proportioned figure and a trace of edges and corners on his face rushed out. In the rhythm of MC's DJing, he spit lotus, and his mouth kept turning.

The people in the audience screamed and screamed.

"Pickled peppers! Pickled peppers! Pickled peppers!"

This person's code name is Pickle, and he is an underground rapper.

Singing a song late, pickled pepper panting, greeted cheers, tonight, I don't know how many girls rushed into his room screaming, wanting his autograph.

"Big Dog, how is it? My new song has a good rhythm, right!"

However, the man named Dagou didn't respond to him at all, but was wearing headphones and staring at the screen.

"Fuck, this guy is too good, compared to him, our songs are rubbish!"

The big dog slammed his fist, only to notice that Pickle had gone down.

"Quickly, listen to this!"

Pickle frowned, who made our rap rubbish? Is there such a person in China?

So he saw Ye Lang and heard the nunchaku.

After listening, his face was wonderful, the feeling of dissatisfaction, but unable to tell, was like a throat.

"Big Dog, who is this person!"

"A host who sings very hard!"

"Cut, that's it! I am the first person to rap in China Underground, alright!"

Pickled Jiao looked arrogant. This name is not a name. Although he is young, he is very talented, has a sharp mouth, and has a strong rhythm. In addition, the content of the lyrics jumps greatly and his brain is open. I don't know how much. The veteran underground rapper has suffered a loss in front of him. What are you Yelang?

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