Chapter 196 She Came to Listen to My Concert

When Wang Zhe stepped down, he glanced at Hu Ji who was standing at the scene, smiled provocatively, and passed by.

Hu Ji also glanced at Wang Zhe at the same time, and also gave the other party a provocative look, and then turned his eyes to the stage again.

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Tian Haodao: "The next one to play is the seventh player tonight, also the No. 115 player from the pop singing group, Hu Ji. What do the teachers think about this player?"

Lu Ling said: "As for contestant No. 115, I didn't pay attention to it at first. But before the game started tonight, I looked at the program list and found that contestant Hu Ji also used a song written by Zhang Yu. , she came to listen to my concert. It can be said that in the external final stage of this competition, this is the third contestant who has chosen a song composed by Zhang Yu. How can I say it! I am looking forward to it, I hope he can have a wonderful performance Performance."

Xu Bingyi said: "Hu Ji's preliminaries video, I watched it! The singing is pretty good, the voice is solid and very tense. I also want to listen to this song very much. She came to listen to my concert, I hope it will be a New surprise."

Yan Bodao: "A good singer needs a good work to represent his singing career. Although from my point of view, the possibility that every song Zhang Yu will be so good is very small. But I I still hope that there will be this miracle and surprise, because it is difficult for the entire music industry to rely on a group of old men to maintain it."

In the audience hehehehe! Amidst the laughter...the lights dimmed in the audience.

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On the large LED screen in the center of the stage, Hu Ji in casual clothes appeared.

"Hello everyone, I'm No. 115 tonight, Hu Ji. I'll bring you one tonight, and she's coming to my concert. From my point of view, it's really a good song. Although this song is from Zhang Yu's creation, what I want to say is... I will not give you any thanks to Zhang Yu. Because I will use my singing to tell you that choosing me is your right decision ."

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Zhang Yu, who was sitting on the second floor, curled his lips and smiled...

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The lights came on... There were two people sitting on the stage, Hu Ji grabbed the microphone with one hand and nodded to the people next to him.

A person next to him was holding an acoustic guitar. He changed his fingering and gently plucked the strings... The beautiful strings of the acoustic guitar were floating throughout the hall.

The audience was baptized by a series of high-volume and high-profile songs. To be honest, some of the auditory systems were tired. Now this kind of gentle music really makes everyone feel like a breeze, blowing every corner of the entire hall, it can be said that everyone relaxes wholeheartedly.

As the prelude went on, and soon, the last few guitar chords swept over, Hu Ji turned to the microphone...

"She came to listen to me, the concert."

"First love at the age of seventeen, first date."

"The boy lined up all night for her."

"With half a year's savings, I bought a pair of tickets."

"I sing her heartbroken, I sing her heartbreak."

"Three years of relationship, one letter will be taken back."

"She remembers the sound of the platform whistle urging"

"Play my song and accompany people to tears"

"Hey! Tears with people"

"She came to listen to me, the concert."

"Loving at the age of twenty-five is beautiful."

"Boyfriend carried her on his back and gave roses."

"She doesn't listen to the phone, she listens to songs every night and doesn't sleep."

"I sing her heartbroken, I sing her heartbreak."

'It doesn't matter when adults break up'

“Drunk karaoke with friends”

"Sing my song and cry with the picture"

"Hey! With tears"

She came to listen to my concert and told about a young girl's love experience, with happiness, pain, and helplessness. The composer dissolves a special narrative technique into the music, making this song extremely infectious.

For the overall accompaniment, Zhang Yu referred to the original work, instead of choosing a huge and complicated band, he only chose a guitar.

In the most sincere and simple way, it shows the extraordinary in the ordinary. It can be said that the performance is just right and appropriate.

Accompanied by the melodious guitar sound, Hu Ji used his magnetic voice to immerse himself in the storytelling and singing... Many female audience members in the hall were almost intoxicated.

Many people in the middle have red eyes, as if thinking of their past life. The faint sadness expressed in the song makes their nose sour... It seems that they have seen the backs, paragraphs of the past, or Is it the noisy train platform, or the empty airport hall, or the campus path full of autumn leaves, or under a lonely old locust tree... That is the secret in their hearts, only they know.

"She came to my concert"

"Women who listen to music after forty are beautiful"

"The child is asking why she is crying"

"The man beside me is already falling asleep"

"She listened quietly, ours, singing, will..."

In the accompaniment of the acoustic guitar, Hu Ji's voice gradually disappeared, along with the disappearance of the last few strings... Applause gradually broke out in the audience, and then became louder and louder, and turned into excited shouts, oscillating throughout the hall.

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In the applause, Hu Ji first shook hands with the guitarist who accompanies him, said a word of thanks, and then waved his arms to the audience with a smile on his face.

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Tian Hao came to the center of the stage, took a deep breath and said, "It's great! It's great! It's so beautiful. What do the judges think? Let's let Teacher Lu Ling talk first!"

Lu Ling showed a tangled expression and said, "How can I say... I really don't want this song to stop! It's so good." In the applause and shouts of the audience, Lu Ling sighed: "This song She came to listen to my concert. Although it is not difficult, she is very sincere and touching. I have to say that this is a very, very good pop piece. Hu Ji, you sang so well! Great!"

"Thank you, teacher!"

Xu Bingyi said: "I'm used to listening to the hustle and bustle of the stage! It's just such a song, soft, narrative, as if someone is murmuring continuously, which is the most touching. She came to listen to my concert, how can I say it? Hu Ji, today seems to be your concert. You make me seem to see the beauty of music, and I am optimistic about your performance!"

"Thank you, teacher! Thank you!" Hu Ji was very excited and looked at Yan Bo, knowing that what he said was crucial.

Yan Bo: "Hu Ji, although I don't want to admit it, but I have to admit that your singing is the best since the pop group finals."

The audience screamed at the same time... (To be continued.)

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