Lounge singers, guests and partners, are quiet side listening, after all, in front of Han Hong and Li Zijian have come up with their strongest skills, Li Tiezhu if you do not explode, this is slightly inferior to the singing skills he has no chance of winning.
In addition, this is Li Tiezhu after more than a year to write rock, and still a heavy metal rock.
What kind of song will it be?
An accusation? Venting? Rhapsodic or cynical?
In any case, Li Tiezhu’s earthy simplicity is incompatible with the rebellious alternative rock temperament, even if he also sang rock, but in the opinion of people who know rock, he is still not a rock man, not even half.
Even rock titan Cui Ji’an didn’t quite recognise Li Tiezhu’s rock, but held great expectations.
The scene and the audience who are watching the live broadcast are even more serious, after all, in the eyes of ordinary people, in terms of writing songs Li Tiezhu is an omnipotent god.
Li Tiezhu paused and said, “The name of this song is …… Should I learn from Hong Guan to drink water first?”
“Phew~”
The live audience was furious, who is it bad for you to learn? Learn from livestock?
In the lounge, Cui Ji An cursed.
Li Zijian said, “This is the pain we experienced in these ten or so issues, Li Tiezhu dislikes beautifully! Revenge!”
Yan Bing: “This rocks.”
The live camera gives a special close-up shot of Hong Bo rolling his eyes, subtitled:
Favourite Eyes.
Li Tiezhu laughed: “A song ‘Dreaming of the Tang Dynasty’ dedicated to all the audience, to this gorgeous stage, and to our incomparably powerful motherland!”
Yan Bing: “Still a positive energy song! Teacher Cui, you won’t be disappointed, right?”
Cui Ji’an frowned a little, in his eyes, rock is not for eulogising, rock should be a sharp knife, the kind that cones the heart and pierces the bones.
Song Zhu’er: “My family Tie Zhu is the most positive energy!”
Cui Ji’an: “Rock needs attitude.”
Song Zhu’er: “Tiezhu has always had a distinctive attitude, Wei Guangzheng! Put an end to all darkness and countercurrents.”
Cui Ji’an: “……”
Li Zijian said, “And wait for it! It must be a good song.”
Han Hong: “Why do you believe in him so much? I’m not even as superstitious as you.”
Li Zijian: “As we all know, those who believe in Brother Zhu get eternal life, this is not superstition, this is called believing in science!”
Zhao Liya couldn’t help but spit out, “Uncle Li, you are worthy of being the number one pillar blower!”
Tenggor: “I’ll listen to it, if it’s good, I’ll sing this song in the next issue of The Masked Singer.”
The prelude had already started, all melodious Chinese instruments, like the spring breeze brushing the willow, and like a stream lapping the rocks, soulful and elegant, but not rocking at all.
Yan Bing: “Huh?”
Cui Ji’an even sighed slightly.
Li Zijian: “How come it sounds like country style music?”
Yan Bing: “Not heavy metal anyway.”
Tenggor: “Wait and see ……”
Before the words fell out of his mouth, the thirty-second second of the intro suddenly flattened out, from small bridges and rivers suddenly turning into peaks and peaks of thunder and lightning. It is as if there is a giant dragon circling and roaring low above the iron curtain of dark clouds, suppressing and waiting …… for the moment when it breaks through the cloud blockade and whistles the earth, only, the time of suppression and waiting is too long ……
Han Hong: “This prelude is also too long, right?”
Zhao Liya: “It’s a minute and a half.”
Li Zijian: “It must be a superb song, otherwise Li Tiezhu would dare to play it like this, and Liang Xiaobo wouldn’t dare either.”
Yan Bing: “The super long intro alone is a classic! I’m not bragging, it’s true.”
Tenggol: “Makes sense.”
Li Tiezhu clasped his hands around the microphone stand and lowered his head, his body slightly following the rhythmic rhythm, he was also building up his momentum.
The comments on the live pop-up screen were a bit conflicting with each other, after all, those who like rock are a very small minority, but those who like Li Tiezhu are the majority, which is inherently contradictory:
“Thought it was Chinese style!”
“All said it’s heavy metal rock! Cool!”
“Li Tiezhu is really awesome this time ……”
“I don’t know what’s so cool about it.”
“You have to hear it live to get the flavour.”
“Cool! Isn’t this better than those bands now?”
Deng
Running forward with the pride of a child.
It’s a broken hiss from Li Tiezhu’s Chasing Dreams with Red Son’s Pride, but it’s small and blended into the intro.
Den~
Zip Zip Zip ……
It’s an airwave murmur, not sure how useful it is.
Den~
You are in no position to talk in front of China, you talk to China from a position of strength!
It’s also a recording, a dragon roar that went viral the other day.
This section was also not very loud, with a slight murmur, under the introductory music, but it possessed the power to break mountains and rivers.
This sentence made almost everyone watching the programme, instantly blood rushing. Even though Li Tiezhu had not yet opened his voice, he had already ignited the audience’s blood.
Pop-up screen:
“Bull (broken voice)!!!”
“Li Tiezhu can be really daring.”
“Pursuing Dreams Red Heart” plus Director Yang’s words, it’s too combustible.”
“Bibi Burning Series.”
Yan Bing: “Li Tiezhu’s arrangement is average, but the idea is wonderful! This line is like the punch line before ‘Chasing Dreams and Red Heart’, instantly driving people crazy ……”
Li Zijian: “This is where his genius lies, he’s not someone who relies on his expertise to write songs and sing, he relies on talent, top-notch talent.”
Song Zhu’er didn’t understand, but listening to these big shots bragging about Li Tiezhu made her happy, nodding her head madly along.
Yun De Society, the others listened in confusion, Yu Qian slapped the table, “Good guy! This song is definitely powerful! It’s refreshing!”
Deng~
Li Tiezhu finally raised his head:
Chrysanthemum Ancient Sword and Wine
Bubbled by coffee into the noisy pavilion courtyard
Foreigners worship the ancient moon at the Temple of the Sun
The blooming world of Kaiyuan is fascinating
The wind does not blow away the long hatred
Flowers are stained with nostalgia
Snow does not reflect the mountains and rivers.
The moon can’t fulfil ancient dreams
Li Zijian slapped his thigh: “Good! The wind, flowers, snow and moon can’t reflect the mountains and rivers, and can’t fulfil ancient dreams! The lyrics are so well written!”
Yan Bing also said, “Yes, these four lines are not separate, but one.”
Cui Ji’an’s frowning brows loosened and his body was no longer stiff, nodding his head slightly, just splitting this section was a good rock song. But can rock really be used for praise? Were we wrong to hold on to it before?
Pop-up:
“Loved loved loved ……”
“Awesome lyrics.”
“It’s rare for Li Tiezhu to go crazy, and every time he does, it’s an heirloom classic.”
“This is the rock in my heart!!!”
“Li Tiezhu is the number one rocker today, no one has a problem with that, right?”
“There aren’t many serious brothers who rock, but every song is a classic.”
“At first listen it’s mediocre, the more you listen to it, the better it sounds, and the more you listen to it, the more you get on.”
“This is what men should listen to!”
“Isn’t this better than mouth beep beep? Toot toot I toot your grandma’s leg toot ……”
“If Li Bai and Du Fu were to form a rock band, it would taste just like this, right?”
“Along the palm lines, I’ve branded my destiny.
I’m awake tonight without a dream
Along with the destiny, we walk into the heyday
In my dreams, I’m back in the Tang Dynasty
Li Tiezhu changed the lyrics of the song from “Walking along the destiny into the myth” to “Walking along the destiny into the flourishing world”. He didn’t know if he had changed it correctly, but at least it was his own opinion that China’s destiny was to be strong and not a myth.
Maybe also had a hundred years of myths, but at least …… the present time has no need to myths.
This paragraph, the vibration of Cui Ji’an was great, he snapped out of it, I am right, we are all right, Li Tiezhu is also right.
It is only that the times are different, more than thirty years have passed, society has produced drastic changes, and the world has undergone a major transformation.
Nowadays, young people are not standing at the crossroads, but standing at the entrance of the highway, do not need to choose, do not need to be cynical, they only need to drive into the fast lane …… a ride.
After thinking through, Cui Ji An gently applauded and nodded his head, listening to the song carefully, no longer doubting …… that the era belonging to him was brilliant, but it will eventually pass, or, it has long passed.
The present and the future, belong to the stage that wantonly impetuous child, he earth but also tide, he is positive but also wild.
Li Tiezhu’s thin T-shirt was already soaked with sweat, clinging to his muscular body. His tanned face is covered with beads of sweat, even the hair of his inch head is crawling with crystal beads of sweat, which are thrown down in the air as his body swings, reflecting the colourful splendour:
Tonight, the moon is reflected in the cup
Men ploughing and women weaving on the silk road
The moon is reflected in the cup this evening
The moon is reflected in the cup this evening.
The moon is reflected in the cup this evening
Fragrant paper and ink fly and words fill the river
The moon is reflected in the cup this evening
The moon is reflected in the cup this evening.
……
Pop-up:
“The first time I heard the national style heavy metal rock, it should be the first person!”
“Li Tiezhu sets another precedent.”
“What do you mean by cultural confidence? This is. What’s wrong with rock? As usual, it’s national style!”
“Singing out the grandeur of Shengtang, isn’t today’s China Shengtang?”
“It’s actually hard to rock so grandly.”
“Busy thoughts, feel the intention ah! It’s so good ……”
Yu Qian lit a cigarette, swallowed clouds and exhaled, his body followed the rhythm: “This is f*cking rock! Wang leather trousers sing love songs to go.”
I don’t like the old as much as the new.
The last section of the time, Li Tiezhu’s mood is also more and more high up, the voice is no longer so controllable, began to hiss:
Walking along the destiny into the heyday
Dreaming back to the Tang Dynasty
Tonight, the moon is reflected in the cup.
The paper is fragrant and the ink is flying, and the words are all over the river.
The moon is reflected in the cup this evening.
The heroes and heroines of the world
Fate is branded along the lines of my palm.
I’ve woken up this night without a dream
Walking along the destiny into the prosperous world
It’s like going back to the Tang Dynasty in my dreams.
The last sentence is the finishing touch, as if returning to the Tang Dynasty in a dream, that is to say, it is not a dream now, we 1.4 billion people are standing in the flourishing age of the Heavenly Tang Dynasty, which we have longed for immensely!
There is nothing like “This is not a dream” to make one’s blood run cold.
The song ended, but the enthusiasm of the audience did not stop, the audience is still standing up hissing and cheering and applauding, the live audience is sending all kinds of pop-ups, some people love it and some people doubt it.
And the superstars in the lounge are in a frenzy, they all know music, for example, Tenggol moncler outlet online began to dance again, but the ever-silent Andy Lau is still silent, his eyes are slightly red, he remembered that Xiangjiang under the Yingzhi, and all these years is not easy.
The music gradually weakened.
Li Tiezhu was also a little out of breath, and said, “The present moment is Shengtang! Thank you!”
The audience screamed at once, calling out everything.
“Li Tiezhu Song King ……”
“Nuclear pacification of the Japanese!”
“China is back in full bloom!”
“Nike go to hell ……”
“The King of Rock and Roll, Li Tiezhu!”
The most excited people on the scene were a group of thirty to forty year olds, who were no longer young, but their blood had not cooled.
Precisely because, they had jointly experienced doubt, humiliation, rebellion, madness and …… metamorphosis, this pomp and circumstance had been unimaginable to them, like a dream, but incomparably real, this song, is written for them.