NOVEL NEXT Chapter 351
The wind reviews of the whole network are like this.
“Brothers, I don’t know how you are, I’m hard anyway.”
“Slightly hardened, to show respect.”
“There are thousands of kimchi girl groups, Song Xi Yun’er is half of Yun’er cute and scattered all over the sky, and Song Xi brushes down the yellow spring.”
“Horizontal criticism: can’t stand it!”
How to say, it can only be said that Song Xi’s stage is indeed very infectious, but this infectious power is the infectious power of stimulating male hormones.
If her clothes were shorter and her skirts were shorter, maybe the show wouldn’t have been able to air.
However, her degree is very good, every movement is very sultry, but she does not do it hot.
It’s like taking a feather and scratching it on the atrium, tickling people’s hearts.
That kind of beauty and sexiness, women look and want to have, women look and want to occupy.
It is indeed unique, and it is not in vain that she is so popular.
After this performance, everyone’s worries about Ye Yinuo deepened.
It should not be called worry, but schadenfreude.
“Oh, GG, game over!”
“Jill, there is no need to play, this cute little girl does not have half the aura of Sister Xi when she stands up, how can it be compared now.”
“I think it should be fried, and I don’t need to watch the following performance.”
“Good news, Hua Yu group annihilation, collective B class, if the next issue is rotated by the people of the Great Tang again, it will be eliminated and left directly!”
Seeing this, Bai Ziyi was also faintly worried.
Bai Ziyi, who rehearsed in the morning, saw that song was wonderful and medium-high, but it was difficult to win Song Xi.
What is on stage is infectious to the end.
Wen Jing is very contagious, because she takes everyone back to the era ten years ago.
Jin Nian was very contagious because she moved the entire venue from her seats.
Song Xi is even more different.
A performance that can make 80% of men have a physiological response, you can call her vulgar, but you can never say that she is not sexy.
Song Xi just played the word sexy to the extreme.
Ye Yinuo’s odds of winning were low.
Everyone at the scene was worried about Ye Yinuo, but only Ye Yinuo himself looked quite calm.
After Song Xi came off, Ye Yinuo stood on the stage.
Originally, according to the previous rehearsal, she had to complete the next performance with the cooperation of microphone, harmony, and choreography.
But after walking on stage, Ye Yinuo put the microphone on the microphone stand, but said to the program team: “Director, can you bring me a stool and a guitar?” I might have to change the song. ”
“Huh?”
“Huh?”
“Huh?”
Everyone made a sound of surprise, including Bai Ziyi
The surrounding audience was even more puzzled.
Suddenly singing when it is close to the live broadcast, it is like suddenly changing tactics before a war.
Everything that began to be formulated was zeroed, there was no preparation, no unexpected way to respond, all by on-the-spot reaction.
This is actually a very dangerous operation.
Bai Ziyi sat on the seat and frowned slightly, not knowing why the little girl made such a choice.
Chief choreographer Xu Yuanyang also quickly ran up from the stage and asked her: “Are you sure?” ”
Ye Yinuo nodded calmly, as if it had never been identified before.
“Because I thought about it, if it was the song in the morning, I don’t think I could win this sister.”
“It should be said that I don’t think I can win this sister with all my songs, so I can’t win anyway, I might as well sing what I like to sing.”
She smiled, and her smile seemed particularly innocent.
Xu Yuanyang said to her very seriously: “You have to think clearly, the decision you made is very risky, we have not rehearsed, you have not practiced that song in the past two days, the probability of problems is much greater than the song of the rehearsal.” ”
“It’s okay, I mainly want to sing.” Her smile is still calm and calm.
This smile instead gave Xu Yuanyang a sense of reassurance, and he finally nodded: “Okay, I agree to your request.” ”
And Bai Ziyi, seeing Ye Yinuo’s eyes, pure without the slightest magazine, his heart also calmed down.
Follow the heart’s choice.
Maybe sometimes it can have an unexpected effect.
He wants to win, but his own winning rate is not large, so why not be willful?
Bai Ziyi did not go up to stop it, he felt that Ye Yinuo’s choice was her reason.
It doesn’t take much to prepare, just a microphone stand, a stool, and a guitar.
The staff, especially the band teacher, were happy and did not have to do it themselves.
The lights all dimmed at once.
After holding the guitar and simply adjusting the tone, after connecting the stereo, she spoke: “I want to ask everyone to forgive me for my willful behavior, but I think I may not be able to win Song Xi sister you, then I will sing a simple song to give to you, this is a song I wrote to myself when I was twenty years old when I was fourteen, the name is “That Midsummer”. ”
After speaking, the girl sat down and played the guitar, the position of the left hand string was not complicated, the right hand chord was also very simple, and a slightly husky voice sang out of her mouth.
Simple, idyllic and quiet throughout the studio.
“No, you stand in the twilight of late autumn and feel your heartbeat.”
“No, the mask of hypocrisy runs through your life.”
“No, the little things that have broken your emotions.”
“No, have you forgotten what a throbbing of the heart is?”
“That year, midsummer, playground, net shoes.”
“Hold hands, promise, don’t forget, once upon a time.”
“Tear the mask of reality to shreds, you are just a fragile child!”
“Time can’t stay, immersed in the mind is called memory.”
“Slow down, remember the girl who walked through the window.”
………
From beginning to end, the whole song did not have a very high and low melody, and Ye Yinuo sat in his seat, like a storyteller, telling a story to everyone who listened.
The theme is simple, memories.
But her lyrics are simple but moving.
How much can a girl in her early twenties miss?
The pressure of work broke her once sensitive nerves, and the best things in her memories could only be written in songs.
In the summer of fourteen, learning is everything, and the table mate is a handsome boy who has a crush on him, and then gradually drowns out this feeling over time.
Ye Yinuo’s song tells such a simple thing.
But it just resonates with people.
Like writing a mother’s song, who doesn’t have youth in their life?
Whose youth does not have a girl boy who likes.
But who can still remember the throbbing when they first liked someone.
That feeling can never be recovered.
It’s just that with Ye Yinuo’s song, everyone returned to the midsummer of that year.
When the song falls, the needle falls on the scene can be heard. _
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