Chapter 135 133. Ho ho ho ho, me me me me! Can music still be played like this? (Please subscribe)

(Sorry, it's a little late...)

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A chilling atmosphere came over us.

Several figures still stood there motionless.

Everyone can see that they are surrounding a figure in the middle. Although the figure in the middle is also wearing a Chinese tunic suit, there is a golden dragon embroidered on his back!

The crisp sound of the guzheng came in.

Making the atmosphere even more tense.

All the people who knew music at the scene pricked up their ears and thought it sounded very good.

Xu Chaohua, who was sitting at the judges' table, almost tilted his ears to ensure that he could hear more clearly, with a glimmer of expectation and excitement in his eyes.

After the guzheng, there was another melodious flute, which instantly made everyone feel excited, as if they had eaten an ice cream on a hot day. They were refreshed from the inside out and had goosebumps all over their bodies!

Wen Yixiao and others could hear the excited conversation between Liu Shengjie and Liang Xi next to them.

Liang Xi said excitedly: "This arrangement is simply amazing! Old Liu, who made the arrangement for him?"

Liu Shengjie's expression also showed a hint of excitement. Hearing Liang Xi's words, he asked a little speechlessly: "Why couldn't he do it himself?"

Liang Xi was stunned for a moment, then shook his head in affirmation, staring at the figure surrounded on the stage, and said with certainty: "Although it is just the beginning, it is impossible for anyone to complete this arrangement in a short time! Let alone

Maybe a nineteen-year-old trainee can accomplish it..."

Liu Shengjie: “Just because you haven’t seen it, it doesn’t mean there isn’t one!”

Liang Xi frowned and did not immediately refute Liu Shengjie's words. He just raised his ears and continued to listen to every note, for fear that he would miss something.

Kong Changxing next to him was relatively quiet. He had been acting as a quiet audience. He just stared at Wang Cheng with his eyes tightly and his ears perked up, carefully distinguishing every sound.

The Bagua teammate beside Wen Yixiao said slightly excitedly: "I trembled all over. The sound of the flute was so refreshing! By the way, little fairy, was this song really composed and produced by Wang Cheng himself?"

Wen Yixiao nodded affirmatively and said: "There is no doubt about it. It's not like you haven't seen them working in the recording studio."

Bagua teammate praised: "I just can't believe that he is only nineteen years old and he plays these instruments so clearly and thoroughly. It makes me want to arrange music. I rack my brains and can't think of a bad composition. He can continue to

It’s really awesome to play the same set of folk music in different ways twice, and it still sounds so good.”

Isn't this what Wen Yixiao had in mind...

I am only nineteen years old, but I can already play these instruments very well. I can play them however I want, and I can play them wonderfully.

However, she has just begun to learn these basic knowledge. If you ask her to think of an arrangement plan, she may take a few months just to think about it and then produce it. It will not be possible within a month or two, and the finished product can be listened to.

It's enough to satisfy your ears.

But Wang Cheng only spent half a day from creation to completion, and the effect of the completed work is far beyond her imagination.

Wen Yixiao felt that she might not be able to come up with an arrangement of this level in her lifetime.

The four pink era people not far away were sitting at the closest distance to the stage, so they could see the black figures more clearly, and they could hear the music more clearly. As soon as the prelude came, the four people's eyes lit up.

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Pei Zhuyan, who knows the most about creation and arrangement, opened his eyes wide and praised: "Isn't this great? This music is so Chinese-style, so great. It has similar instruments to the Chinese Kung Fu song last time, right? But

, but it sounds better and is more popular. The creative and production teams behind him are definitely top-notch, but with such strength, why would they help him hype it up?"

After hearing this arrangement, Bae Zhuyan and other members became even more convinced that their guess was true.

That is, it is absolutely impossible for this piece to be composed and produced by Wang Cheng himself...

Anyway.

Wang Cheng is only nineteen years old!

There are also talented musicians in Europe and the United States who started composing and producing at the age of seventeen or eighteen, such as the youngest Grammy Best Newcomer Aisha, but she uses simple electronic music soundtracks instead of real musical instruments.

, it is easier to get into the industry with electronic music, and there is no need to understand and be familiar with a large number of musical instruments.

But even with an electronic soundtrack, Elsa has a team at her service!

It's impossible for one person to complete it.

but!

next moment.

Pei Zhuyan and the others no longer have the time to think about these things.

because.

Several people on the stage started to move.

Huang Bin and Mo Bailin, who were wearing black Chinese tunic suits, surrounded Wang Cheng in the middle.

Get up to the rhythm of the music!

Huang Bin and Mo Bailin rushed towards Wang Cheng's back.

Then!

Wang Cheng suddenly turned around and kicked Huang Bin in the stomach. Huang Bin rolled from the ground to the outside. Then Wang Cheng grabbed Mo Bailin's fist with his left hand and pushed Mo Bailin away with a swing of his arm.

He took a step back and kicked him to the ground again.

But other people were still surrounding him.

It seemed that Wang Cheng was competing in the ring.

Under everyone's focused attention.

Wang Cheng rushed forward with a lunge, waved his right hand, and opened a folding fan. He looked extremely chic. With his grandmaster-like demeanor and confidence, and the ruthless temperament displayed by the mask, everyone was watching.

They were all stunned, feeling like the only person left in the world.

Pei Zhuyan, Lisa, Ginny, and Lin Xi, who were closest to the stage, felt that their breathing was a little difficult. The powerful stage aura hit them and they felt suffocated for an instant.

The more they have experienced big scenes, seen big scenes, and understood their connotations, the more they can personally feel Wang Cheng's unparalleled impact.

The folding fan in Wang Cheng's hand held a flower, and with a swish sound, he put it away again, relaxed and freehand, and sang the lyrics softly in front of the entire audience.

"scare……"

"How many rounds are there in your life? The arena is waiting for you!"

"Life and death, what have you won, sneered..."

"Whoever is first in the world doesn't matter!"

"Stop fighting, we will uphold martial virtue."

"My fists and kicks are great, but there is nothing I can do..."

"It's just a false reputation."

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Everyone's eyes lit up at the scene.

Liang Xi murmured in a low voice: "It uses a lot of folk music soundtracks, incorporates pop styles, and sings it in a hip-hop rap style. How many things are incorporated into this song?"

He was already shaking with excitement.

Liu Shengjie and Kong Changxing also opened their eyes wide. Although they believed that Wang Cheng might not disappoint them, they did not expect that Wang Cheng's performance would bring such a surprise!

The arrangement and singing style of this song seemed to open up a new world for them.

There are too many things worth digging and studying for them...

I was thinking in my mind - Chinese pop music, can it still be played like this?

Xu Chaohua at the judges' table was so excited that he almost stood up again. He resisted the urge to stand up and looked at Wang Cheng who seemed to be the protagonist of the world. Listening to the music that made him feel novel, he also felt something in his heart.

This question arises - music can still be played like this?

Wang Cheng once again stood at the front of the stage, where he could face the camera directly.

This is a habit he has developed from a lifetime of performance experience in his previous life, and he is used to bringing the most shocking and best viewing experience to the audience in front of the TV.

However, Pei Zhuyan, Lisa, Ginny, and Lin Xi were breathing rapidly and their faces were slightly red.

Because Wang Cheng was almost standing in front of them, they stared at him with wide eyes, feeling the suffocating stage charm.

While Wang Cheng was waving a folding fan, he made a fist with his left hand and punched the camera. His singing did not stop at all, and it perfectly matched the rhythm of the music.

"It's hard to predict who is the strong one!"

"Who is qualified to unify the martial arts world?"

Then, Wang Cheng turned around, waved his folding fan gently, drew a circle in front of him with his left hand, and sang the lyrics like a Peking Opera master: "In the small town, the years slip by, and the courage is clear!"

"The washed memory, I remember you and live with pride!"

In an instant!

Liang Xi, Liu Shengjie, Kong Changxing, and several other musicians all stood up excitedly.
To be continued...