Chapter 433: 433： "Dust in Fireworks"

Just like the lyrics are written, the world loves lively and lively, and I can’t bear to be bored.

Just the first few lines of lyrics have already made the audience feel unspeakable.

Such lyrics, it is hard to imagine that this was written by a young man, it is so amazing.

With just a few sentences, everyone felt that Jiang Siming's writing ability was no less than that of a big guy like Fang Wenshan.

"Only I guard the quiet desert

Waiting for the flowers to bloom

Only me watching the happiness of others

Sigh

Just let me listen to the truth

Unwilling to understand

What should and should not be..."

During this period, Jiang Siming's singing suddenly increased several degrees, but the speed remained slow.

The gradual increase in decibels made Jiang Siming's voice more ethereal.

Moreover, in each game of lyrics, Jiang Siming will leave a long tone, which makes people feel like listening to this song in the desert or on the top of the mountain, with lingering sound.

When almost all the musical instruments are silent, the free flowing human voice is very holy.

The new harmony of this high voice part interwoven by Jiang Siming is also a highlight of his creation.

This kind of false voice singing has the feeling of telling a story. It makes you want to stop listening and want to be immersed in this kind of story description.

In this way, it is far from the most exciting part of this song.

The chorus part arrived, and the entire performance hall was filled with notes.

And this note is not from the accompaniment of the band, but... from the singing voice of Jiang Siming!

The whole vibrato made people hear goose bumps.

There is a feeling that the ice cubes are spinning and flying, and the soul is sublimated.

This singing is absolutely amazing!

"Only me is me

it's wired! Still feeling! !

The wind is blowing! ! !

Why not come back! ! Come! ! !

The wind won't come back! Sad or not! !

Numb so fast! Should it be? ! "

Burn! Burning!

There are so many exclamation points because Jiang Siming's singing is higher than one sentence, and it feels like breaking through the sky.

Everyone was shocked like an ant, and only the man in the center of the stage was left in their eyes.

God!

Is this to sing away their hearts?

Why do they feel hot at this moment, sweating from the palms of their hands, clenching their fists, and wanting to shout out with Jiang Siming.

"Laughing happily, crying frankly

Why should the expression be arranged by the world

I am me i am just me

Just the dust scattered by a firework...! ! ! ! ! "

The heat evaporates the leaves of grass and water mist in the summer night, and sparks burst out everywhere.

The streamer swayed up with the dark purple smoke, becoming more and more ethereal. The moment it disappeared from the naked eye, it drew the eager beauty and color from the darkness, the extreme, enthusiastic and even blooming with teeth and claws.

Wait for the prosperity to go silently, and then turn into dust!

"I am who I am, the dust scattered by a firework."

In the last sentence, Jiang Siming's treble reached a terrifying level, and he still used a fake sound to go up!

This is much harder than shouting with the original voice, and it is very easy to break the work.

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But Jiang Siming's wave not only succeeded in singing, but stopped at the first moment when the music ended.

As if nothing happened, the singing came and stopped, all at this moment.

This also means that Jiang Siming has finished singing.

Hearing the suddenly quiet scene, the audience felt as if they had been scraped away, empty and full of emptiness and loneliness.

Although Jiang Siming stopped, they didn't.

Oh! ! !

Fierce cheers and thunderous applause broke out on the scene.

In this way, the audience expressed their feelings about listening to the song just now, without vomiting or shouting.

Liang Tian, ​​the temporary agent of Jiang Siming in the lounge, looked at Jiang Siming on the TV in admiration with the fans' eyes, and his love was beyond words.

Even the seven resident guests backstage were shocked, and the sound of Jiang Siming's singing just echoed in his mind.

After Jiang Siming sang, he didn't say much.

Like other singers, they would often canvass themselves for a few words after singing, but Jiang Siming seemed too lazy to say a word, so he left after singing.

The light shone on his leaving back, and when he remembered the song he had just sung, it looked very sad.

Teacher He came up from the backstage applauding, and smiled and said with emotion: "Although I am a host, I shouldn't be partial to a certain singer, but I still have to say, "The Dust in Fireworks" is so good, I listen to it. I was so excited that I almost rushed forward and screamed."

Hahaha...

The audience laughed. It turned out that Teacher He also felt this way, just like them.

"Okay, then, all the audience here, please vote for Jiang Siming's song!"

Then it was time for the staff to count the votes. Jiang Siming walked to the backstage lobby without hiding it.

All the singers are sitting there at this time.

Jiang Siming also has his own place. He walked over and sat down and said hello to everyone.

The seven guests also responded very politely.

Before, everyone might respect Jiang Siming as the chairman of Huayi.

But now, their friendship with Jiang Siming is completely directed at Jiang Siming's talent.

No wonder this young man has such popularity, accumulating millions of fans in just a few months.

They were all shocked by seeing this today.

Strong people will be respected everywhere.

"Boss, you are amazing! I can't help but fall in love with this song once I listen to it. You must hurry up and release the recorded version."

Deng Qi said to Jiang Siming, and the look in Jiang Siming's eyes became deeper.

Jiang Siming smiled slightly, nodded and agreed.

Jiang Siming was sitting next to Brother Huan, and Brother Huan took the initiative to communicate with Jiang Siming.

"You just reached the chorus part of this song, right?"

"Hi D, the last point is almost breaking E." Jiang Siming replied.

The other singers all swallowed silently after listening. Hi C is already their treble limit.

Jiang Siming can actually sing Hi D, which Pavarotti can do.

If they sing Hi D, the sound will break every minute, at the scene of a car accident.

"I listened to the bass at the beginning of yours and it was amazing. Your bass is not lost to your treble. All-rounder." Brother Huan said with a thumbs up.

Jiang Siming waved his hand modestly.

He chose this song to make it into the show steadily. Besides, he was for the mission and for the fragments.

Soon, the votes were all counted, and Hongtao walked up to the eight people with a report card, his face solemn.

"Today, no matter what, a singer will leave our stage, but I want to say that no matter who is eliminated, it does not mean that the TA is not good. Everyone's performance today is of the phenomenon level. It is also my host of "Singer "One of the few and most high-quality episodes that I have heard outside of the six seasons."

Hongtao's words made everyone put away their smiling faces, yes, today they have to go one of them.

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Five shifts five shifts~~

[Silver Ticket] Summoning, squeaky~

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