Ye Feng said calmly:"Last year, this place was rated as one of the 50 most livable cities in the world by the United Nations. When people mention Shudu, they think of teahouses, alleys, and a comfortable and leisurely pace of life!"

"But what about your performance? It's ok to have a cheerful style, but you also sang and danced? Your acting was exaggerated, where is the atmosphere of Shudu? To say you are third-rate is flattering you!"

Wow!

Everyone was suddenly enlightened.

They felt that there was something wrong with this song just now!

Now that Ye Feng reminded them, several Shudu bosses immediately nodded.

Not bad!

What Ye Feng said was very good!

The style of this song is cheerful and bright!

It's good!

But it doesn't have the characteristics of Shudu at all! It may be a good song outside, but it would be counterproductive in Shudu.

"He is indeed a musical genius!"

"The angle of looking at the problem is really unusual!"

""That makes sense. I'm glad to learn from it!"

Everyone nodded.

Luo Xiangxiang's face flushed red.

The song he had carefully prepared was criticized as worthless.

He felt like vomiting blood.

But!

A bunch of big guys still thought it made sense.

Damn it!

He said angrily:"Who says they can't sing? If you have the ability, come up with a song! Everyone says you are a musical genius. Today, show us where your talent lies!"

"Luo Xiangxiang!"

"Forget it! Ye Feng also means well!"

"Luo Xiangxiang, don't get excited, Ye Feng is also making a kind comment!"

Kind comment?

Luo Xiangxiang said disdainfully:"Really? Then you can come up with a song. If you can't, you are rubbish! I think your previous songs might also be plagiarized!""

"Luo Xiangxiang!"

"This has been said!"

"You are a little bit too excited!"

All parties came up to persuade them to stop fighting.

Ye Feng waved his hand and said,"I'm fine."

Liu Tianxian was very dissatisfied and said,"Brother Ye, didn't you create a song yesterday?"

Ye Feng waved his hand:"Forget it, music is not about fighting for momentary emotions."

Luo Xiangxiang clearly didn't believe it:"Humph! Why are you pretending to be magnanimous? If there is no song, there is no song!"

"Ye Feng!"

"Just sing it out!"

"You are magnanimous, some people think you are afraid!"

Ye Feng shook his head and sighed,"I'm not afraid, I just think that with an impetuous mentality, how can I make good music?"

Li Jian said:"Ye Feng, what you said just now makes sense, but music is created to be listened to by people, so today we are just discussing folk art and not talking about other things, what do you think?"

"yes!"

"I've heard of Ye Feng's name a long time ago!"

"Let's see it today."

Ye Feng looked at everyone:"In that case, then fine."

Li Jian said quickly:"What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and get the accompaniment!"

Ye Feng waved his hand and said:"No need for accompaniment, the tune of this song is very simple, it's a folk style, I can play it with guitar alone."

Everyone was stunned.

Luo Xiangxiang was even more disdainful.

Just guitar?

What a good song can be sung!

At this moment.

Ye Feng has already come on stage.

He tried the strings, tuned the notes, and prepared to sing.

The next moment.

Under the attention of everyone.

The melodious prelude flowed out from between his fingers.

"Oh my god!"

"Isn't this prelude too soothing?"

"What do you know? This is the rhythm of life in Shudu!"When the gang heard the prelude, they felt their eyes light up.

Soothing!

Soothing!

It was as if a breath of life in Shudu was blowing in their faces.

At this time.

Ye Feng slowly opened his mouth.

It was like a pool of spring water, flowing out clearly.

【It's not just the wine last night that makes me cry. It's not just your gentleness that makes me reluctant to leave. How long do we have to go? You hold my hand.

What makes me feel embarrassed is the freedom of struggle.

A melodious melody.

Slow singing.

No exaggerated performance.

No passionate melody.

But it's this kind of slowly flowing song that makes people seem to see a picture scroll unfolding.

Everyone is completely intoxicated by this melody.

"My chest feels a little tight!"

"This kind of rhythm can actually create such a beautiful song!"

"What a genius!"

"Unheard of! Folk music and pop music can collide to create such intense sparks!"

"Just this part alone is already a hit song!"

Everyone is looking forward to the climax.

They all look at the stage.

The figure who is quietly playing the guitar with his eyes closed.

He sits on a chair, holding the guitar and strumming the strings.

The quiet and soothing music flows out.

He seems to be feeling the song!

He seems to be feeling everything in Shudu!

This scene is shocking.

At this moment, the song slows down.

The next second, a more melodious and comfortable melody floats out.

Ye Feng's slightly low voice directly penetrates everyone's heart.

【Parting always happens in September. Memories are the sorrow of missing.

The tender green weeping willows in late autumn kiss my forehead.

In that rainy little town, I have never forgotten you. The only thing that Shudu cannot take away is you.】

Picture after picture.

It seems to flow out quietly.

Everyone seems to be able to feel the scenes of Shudu.

There are the wrinkled sleeves of the boy...

There are the arms of a pair of lovers under the street lights...

There are also the foreheads of girls being kissed...

Li Jian and others were so excited that they couldn't help but clap their hands.

But at the moment of clapping, they reacted again!

No!

This atmosphere cannot be destroyed.

Next.

The climax came suddenly.

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