Ning Xiaoyu no longer concealed it this time, but stared straight in Mu Xian's direction, and his eyes were full of provocation.
Chen Feng was standing beside Mu Xian, he naturally felt Ning Xiaoyu's provocation against Mu Xian, turned around, smiled and said to Mu Xian: "Miss Mu Xian, it seems that your opponent is very confident that he can win you this time, you are welcome, I support you to crush her self-confidence." ” Mu Xian's face was red, and she glanced at Chen Feng with amorous eyes, and then she got off the red boat and prepared to perform, everyone saw Mu Xian on the stage, and the scene suddenly became more chaotic, all of them shouted her name loudly, Chen Feng felt the fanaticism of these people even on the red boat.
"That's the power of idols, right?
It seems that whether it is ancient or modern, the power of idols is the same, no wonder Qin Huaihe's red card, everyone wants to win this oiran. ” Chen Feng sat on the railing, shaking his legs, holding a wine glass in one hand and red wine in the other, his stomach drank to himself, looking at the fanatical crowd, and muttered to himself.
At this time, there were more and more crowds on the shore, and they were getting more and more crowded, and Yun Shuiyao, who unfortunately fell into the crowd, had to slowly move down with the footsteps of everyone.
What they didn't know at this time was that the platform built on the bank of the river suddenly made a few cracking sounds underneath, but unfortunately, this sound was muffled by many fiery sounds, and no one noticed that they were in danger.
At this time, more than a dozen girls in white dresses suddenly appeared on the originally bright and bright stage, and they saw that they actually blew out all the red lanterns on the stage in order, and not long after, they saw that the stage built in the middle of the river became pitch black.
The audience and the judges did not know what was going on, why the maidservants had blown out the lanterns, so that they could not be seen.
In this dark night, there was suddenly the music of a flute, as if it came from the darkness, just when everyone couldn't see anything, suddenly there was an open flame in the middle of the stage that began to light up, just blowing, and now it is lit again, what trick is this Mu Xian playing?
Just when everyone was a little confused, they suddenly saw that the open flames in the middle of the stage changed from one to two, then three, and then four......
More and more, and suddenly I saw these firelights slowly flying into the air, lighting up the entire stage at once.
"Oh my God!
Look, those fires fly, I'm not dreaming, are I?
” Some of the crowd at the scene saw the lanterns flying one by one, and immediately screamed in surprise, as if it was contagious, and more and more people let out a cry of surprise, even the judges on the stage.
The stage suddenly became weird and magical, only to see those red lanterns flying up one by one, suddenly illuminating the entire Qinhuai River Fang, and Mu Xian, dressed in white, sitting on a big rock, was stroking the qin and humming.
These things are naturally Chen Feng's masterpieces, which seem to be magical, but if they are put into modern times, it is estimated that many people will definitely scold: "Amazing fart?"
Isn't it Kong Ming Lantern?
It's not that I've never seen it, it's really a group of turtles. ” Before everyone could recover from these lanterns flying in the air, they suddenly saw that on the stage, more than a dozen people launched more than a dozen cowhide drums, and more than a dozen men in festive clothes, stabbing their arms, holding drum sticks to the rhythm of Mu Xian's piano, began to beat the cowhide drums regularly.
The men who hammered the big drum, hey, beat it down with a stick, and saw that the cowhide drum suddenly flew up a red mist, followed by a second drum, hammered out a yellow mist, followed by blue, green, and orange......
The colorful rain and fog, as if rhythmic, are like beating staves, which make people dizzy to watch, and goosebumps are excited all over their bodies.
It was the first time for those judges to see such a shocking picture, a heart was hanging high, and even the palms of their hands were in a cold sweat, only to see that their eyes did not blink, for fear that they would miss any detail.
But this also makes them a little strange, this project is compared to the lyrics, even if the scene is shocking, if there is no good singing lyrics to support, in the end it will be just a golden jade, and it will be lost.
Just when everyone's emotions were mobilized by the drum to reach the highest point, suddenly the drum stopped suddenly, the sound of the piano and the flute sounded at the same time, only to see a sound that seemed to come from the nine heavens, slowly sounded, the sound gave people a feeling of very transparent, very clean, very ethereal, elegant, wonderful, penetrating, giving people a sense of trance and confusion.
When is the bright moon, ask the wine to the sky.
I don't know what year it is in the heavenly palace.
I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid of Qionglou Yuyu.
The high place is unbearable, and the dancing to figure out the shadow, how it seems to be in the world.
Turn Zhu Pavilion, low Qihu, shine sleeplessly.
There should be no hatred, and nothing will be done to say goodbye.
People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny.
This matter is difficult to complete, but I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles. …… At the end of each of Mu Xian's lyrics, the sound of a drum would rise, as if to cheer her up, and at the end, only the sound of the flute was still playing in the distance, and the sound became smaller and weaker, and gradually, the sound of the flute became inaudible, like the horizon, and recently disappeared.
The whole audience was in the strange silence on the side, and suddenly it suddenly became like a volcanic eruption, and there was a shouting voice in all directions, how had they ever seen such a beautiful picture, how had they ever heard a beautiful singing, no less than a 12-magnitude hurricane landing here.
The crowd on the bank of the river began to riot, and they crowded in the direction of the stage, it seemed that everyone wanted to go a little further, the stage was already full of countless flowers, turning into a huge mountain of flowers, and now no one remembers Ning Xiaoyu's singing song before, in their minds, it was all this "Water Tune Song Head: When is the bright moon." 》 And Mu Xian, who had finished playing and singing, had already left the stage and returned to her own red boat, Chen Feng looked at the crazy crowd around him, and he was already dumbfounded, I am afraid that even he did not expect this situation to be like this.
This guy is muttering in his heart, is he going a little too far?
Originally, he just wanted Mu Xian to sing this song "When Will the Bright Moon Be There" quietly, but then he felt that the scene was not shocking enough, and he was worried that Mu Xian would lose to Ning Xiaoyu, so he simply moved the idea of Kong Ming lantern and water drum over, but he didn't expect that one stone would stir up a thousand waves.