"Dong...dong...dong...dong..." After the first drum sound, the slow drumbeat began to vibrate. Even people outside the venue could hear it very clearly. The thunderous sound made everyone's heart beat.
It beats violently, and waves of unspeakable emotions slowly accumulate with the drumbeats.
The venue was completely silent. Everyone was staring at Jiang Xingchen who was playing the drum on the stage, and their thoughts were attracted. People outside the venue were surprised as to what made the sound like thunder.
The faces of several judges suddenly changed, with a look of surprise appearing, and their eyes gradually lit up. The unique sound of the new instrument caught them all instantly.
However, the expressions of the several legion commanders changed drastically. They, who had been on the battlefield for a long time, felt completely different. They could sense that this voice could actually make people slowly build momentum.
Those who felt the deepest feeling should be the soldiers who came to watch. The thunder-like vibrations made them have the urge to move forward involuntarily. People next to them could faintly feel that they were exuding a dangerous aura, and couldn't help but feel.
Try to distance yourself from them.
Mo Hongxian, Zhao Danqing, Er Ge, Lao Si, and Sun Sanqiang were extremely surprised. It was also the first time for them to hear the sound of drums.
Meier's little face finally showed a smile, and she glanced proudly at Mo Hongxian and others beside her.
"Line up!" A soldier at the front of the stage almost howled out two words.
"Drink!" The six soldiers roared in unison, as if a bolt of lightning had been added to the thunderous drum beat, which made the audience jump.
Then, the six people formed a typical triangle impact formation in the army, stamped their feet on the table, their fish scale armor made a clattering sound, their right hands held the handles of the swords at their waists, and they moved forward step by step to the beat of the drums.
The audience in the first few rows under the stage suddenly felt a murderous aura rushing towards their faces, as if they were on a battlefield and were about to attack.
"Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong..." The rhythm of the drums began to speed up, and Wanrou also joined in. The two big drums sounded in unison, immediately doubling the sound.
And the increasingly faster drumbeats also made everyone's heart beat faster and their breathing involuntarily quicken.
The soldiers' steps quickened to the beat of the drums, and their aura continued to rise. There was even a hint of madness in their eyes.
The eyes of the army commanders in the front row grew wider and wider. They were so driven that they were ready to move. They kept clenching their hands into fists and had to forcibly restrain themselves.
Tang Chuxue's upper body was leaning forward slightly, and her beautiful eyes were shining with excitement, as if they would jump out at a single touch.
Zhao Danqing, Mo Hongxian, the second brother, and the fourth brother felt that their emotions were driven higher and higher by the drum beats, and quickly accumulated to the top of their heads, and they couldn't help but want to roar.
"Dong dong dong dong..." Jiang Xingchen and Wanrou on the stage accelerated their hand speed, and the drum beat turned into a rolling thunder, and everyone's emotions were aroused to the peak. Some of the audience in the audience even held their breath.
Just waiting for that final moment of venting.
"Dong! Dong!" With two loud sounds, the drumsticks in the hands of Jiang Xingchen and Wanrou suddenly stopped on the drum heads, and the continuous thunderous drum sound stopped abruptly.
"Hey!" the soldier who had already walked to the edge of the stage yelled loudly. He drew his sword out of its sheath with his right hand and slashed it in the air. There was no enemy but no self, and all the momentum accumulated before was released.
Tang Chuxue, Wu Tianfeng, Chen Xuangan and others, when the soldier drew his sword, they clenched their fists fiercely and shouted: "Okay!"
As the drum beat suddenly stopped, the soldiers struck out with all their strength. The soldiers watching also shouted loudly at the same time, as if a thunder exploded in the field. The people around him were suddenly shocked.
Immediately, there was a sound of exhalation in the audience, and the accumulated emotions just now were completely released, and everyone felt an indescribable sense of relief.
"What kind of musical instrument is this? It sounds like thunder, and it can actually arouse people's emotions!" This idea came to most people.
The soldiers looked even more incredible. They were almost subconsciously moved by the drumbeats just now.
The commanders of the seven legions looked at each other, unable to hide the surprise on their faces, and they all understood what they were thinking.
Marquis Dingbei's eyes shone, and he glanced at the position of the Seventh Legion, feeling ecstatic in his heart: "No matter how this performance goes, with the two new musical instruments in Wanrou's hands, they will definitely come back with a full load this time!"
Behind him, Mo Hongxian murmured: "This kid is so awesome! How could he come up with two things like this..."
The second brother, the fourth brother, Zhao Danqing, and Sun Sanqiang all changed their previous joking attitudes and became serious.
The most shocking thing is the judges of the Imperial Academy. In just a short period of time, they have realized the huge power of this instrument, which can be called a major change in the dance music world...
With just a few beats of drums, the opinions of the entire audience in the preliminary venue had changed, from ridicule to expectation: "It's really interesting for a man to sing and dance!"
The happiest person at this time was none other than Mei'er. She looked around proudly and raised her little head high: "Huh! Stop laughing now...that's my brother!"
Jiang Xingchen on the stage did not pay attention to the changes in the audience. He was also slowly brewing his emotions. The drum beat just now was just a warm-up.
After a short pause, his arms dropped again, and the drums sounded again, but this time it was not a slow-to-fast build-up of emotions. It was four extremely powerful short beats.
"Dong dong dong dong... dong dong dong dong... dong dong dong dong..." Eight short beats in a row, each short beat is like a fire, rekindling the audience's blood that has just calmed down.
"Proud! Angry! Face! Thousands of waves!" Jiang Xingchen sang in an extremely bold voice, word by word.
Everyone's hearts jumped suddenly, as if they were hit by a huge wave. The extremely short musical scales, coupled with the powerful drum beats, although there was no soundtrack, made people's hearts beat.
Everyone, including the commanders of the seven armies in the front row, Dingbeihou, Mo Hongxian and others, all burst out with pride from the bottom of their hearts, a sense of pride that dared to face the huge waves and face the difficulties.
The judges of the Imperial Academy, as authorities, forcibly suppressed their own feelings and judged Jiang Xingchen's singing. Only then did they realize that not only women's singing is beautiful, men's singing is equally beautiful, even if it is only beautiful.
The rhythm of drum beats can also bring people pleasant enjoyment.
At the end of the first sentence, several soldiers shouted in unison: "Drink!"
At this time, they had already put their swords back into their sheaths. Several of them stood in a row and punched the air. Their movements were uniform and powerful.
"Hot! Blood! Like the red sunlight!" The second sentence seemed to add fuel to the fire, making people's blood surge again.
The six soldiers used fighting techniques commonly used by the army, but driven by drum beats and lyrics, they appeared to be very rhythmic. Every move, punch and kick was full of explosive power, giving people a strong visual impact.
The dual audio-visual experience made everyone, no matter nobles, civilians or soldiers, immersed in this heroic song.
"Bold! Like! Iron! Beating! Bones! Like! Gold! Steel! My mind is vast (roar) My vision is vast (ha) I work hard and become a good man!"
"roar!"
"Be a good man!"
"ha!"
"Strengthen yourself every day!"
In the gap between each sentence, six soldiers shouted in unison! The song was catchy and had a strong rhythm. The audience immediately caught it. When it came to the gap between the sentences, almost everyone followed the soldiers.
Roaring wildly, as if this was the only way to show the pride in their hearts.
The roars of tens of thousands of people almost overturned the preliminaries. Marquis Dingbei in the first row, the commander of the seven armies, turned his head and looked back, with indescribable surprise and shock in his eyes.
Several judges in particular were shocked. They had never seen such a scene in so many years. Being able to mobilize the entire audience to roar along, the popularity of this track is simply incredible!
Behind the stage, the rest of the song and dance troupes were all attracted. Originally, this Bauhinia was not well-known, and there were also men here. The girls thought they were just here to make fun of themselves. But look at the scene now...
Xuan Fei, Lan Meng, Yun Hua, and Chen Xi, who was the first to appear, these most promising song and dance troupes were almost crazy with jealousy.
"Are the audience stupid? They are cheering for such rude music..." a girl said with a frown.
"Sister! But your body seems to be moving too!"
"Uh! Is there one? Why didn't I find it?"
"Yes, just now... ha!" Another girl said halfway before shouting.
The girl from before was speechless: "What is this..."
On the stage, Jiang Xingchen's emotions were also completely aroused. He no longer deliberately controlled the drumsticks when they fell. He could just rely on his perception of the fluctuations to land at the most appropriate time and use the best force.
Wanrou was the most excited. All the previous worries and apprehensions had long since disappeared. The scene of thousands of people roaring in the audience made her extremely excited, which was different from the earlier scenes of soft singing and dancing on the stage and quiet listening in the audience.
In comparison, this is the song and dance that the audience really likes. Every roar they make is recognition of themselves.
Her body seemed to be filled with infinite power, and Wanrou began to beat the drum with increasing force, as if she was competing with Jiang Xingchen, refusing to give in.
The audience watched with increasing interest. As Jiang Xingchen sang "Hot-blooded Man!" they roared even louder.
"Brighter than the sun!"
After these lyrics, the first half of the section ended. Jiang Xingchen turned the drumstick in his hands and turned aside. In his memory, the connection between the upper and lower sections should be suona, and the high tone can also be more exciting.
People's emotions. But time was tight, and he had no time to study it. He could only find a way to arrange an encouraging piece to use as an interlude between the upper and lower sections.
And now, it's time for Wanrou to perform alone.
Almost at the same time that Jiang Xingchen gave up his position, three of the six soldiers in front of him also quickly moved to the sides. Wanrou's figure suddenly turned.