No one could keep a straight face, not even the members of the audience who, just moments before, had spoken disparagingly about the Prince of Lanling. At this moment, they could only hastily shut their mouths, which they had reflexively started to open in response to their rapidly pounding hearts!
Gallant!
Unrestrained!
Wild!
Lin Yuan held the microphone in both hands, the screen behind the stage lighting up. A strong wind swept across the desolate land, as heavy strokes of ink color spread across. The ripple of lake water transitioned from a tiny ripple to an ultimate tide——
“A single laugh from the vast sea!”
“Tides surge on both shores!”
“Floating or sinking, the wave narrates today!”
Waves crash against the shore, telling a tale of whelming waves. The succinct lyrics filled with power, Lin Yuan’s chest vibrates as if in resonance with the drumbeat and the sound of pipa, his voice filled with a sort of magic power swaying the audience’s heart!
The audience watched, stunned!What kind of song is this, so explosive, even though the lyrics are so simple, and even the accompaniment is so plain. It inexplicably induces a desire to shout along!
In the line of sight.
The jury is here!
Someone has already stood up!
Is this still the Prince of Lanling who only ever says a few words? Is this still the Prince of Lanling who enjoys singing ballads and changing his voice back-and-forth?
A single laugh from the vast sea!
When the traditional pipa and large drum paired with Prince Lanling’s voice, even though he was not screaming, goosebumps covered everyone in the audience. All they could feel was a buzzing in their heads, as if they could really hear the laughter from the vast sea!
Stunned!
Everyone is stunned!
Someone is shouting!
Someone is screaming!
All emotions, like a lone boat on the sea being driven to the tip of the wave by rapids, some people didn’t even know what they were doing at the moment, just shouting unconsciously, for this incredibly stunning performance… ṘÄꞐȫBĘṢ
It’s like a Jianghu atmosphere!
Just like white waves, one after the other, endless, filled with flickers of knives and shadows of swords, lives and grudges. After all the worldly troubles, only a charming smile remains!
However.
In such a song, none of the noise from under the stage could cover the sound of the drums, the singing, or the extensive Jianghu atmosphere conveyed by the song!
The judges’ seat.
Mao Xuewang has already opened his eyes wide; Liu Xu is also shockingly gaping; Wu Long’s hands are once again covering his head; amidst the mixture of music and singing, Yang Zhongming’s expression has turned from serious to shocked.
Emotions are linked.
The camera captures faces full of touching and excitement, and in the current rest room, the singers’ reactions are extremely consistent!
…
“It’s exploding! Awesome! Prince of Lanling is awesome, isn’t he? ”
Robot exclaimed excitedly, slapping his big legs hard.
In the television on the wall, the song went on in waves. Prince of Lanling seemed to be the chaser of light, yet it also seemed that the light was chasing him!
…
“It’s so horrifying!”
The Swan’s breathing is hurried for the first time.
Even though the robot performed so well in the last round, she remained calm.
But this time, she can’t hold it anymore.
Not only is the song good, but the singing is also very good!
So brilliant!
So explosive!
She almost doubted if there’s a different person under Prince Lanling’s mask!
…
Pufferfish is already speechless.
She’s just staring hard at the figure on the screen, feeling a sudden surge of relief:
Thank God I’m not the second to go on stage!
The second draw today…
It’s simply the key to the door of death!
…
And in the room on the far left of the rest area.
A substitute singer who happened to draw the second number is already shattered.
He appears to be a male singer, wearing a lion mask on his head. But at this moment, the lion mask seemed to have lost all its aggression.
He looks almost desperate at the screen:
“What the hell is there to compete for!”
Is the rumored “The Masked Singer” this insane?
I quit!
Whoever wants to compete, let them compete!
I quit, okay?!
“If your program team doesn’t want me to win, just say it. Do you really need to torture me with such horrifying stuff?”
Imagine…
Even if this line isn’t cut when broadcast, some words will probably be muted.
This situation… I can’t go on, otherwise, I’m doomed!
King of Singing? Queen of Singing?
If I call them now, would they dare answer?
…
Next door…
There’s a stand-in singer.
This stand-in singer, wearing a rose headgear, doesn’t speak, but his heart is in tumult—
Is this the opening act?
This is damn sabotage, right?
Hell, having the King and Queen of Singing behind us is insane enough!
And now you’re telling me that the Prince of Lanling, who was assumed to be eliminated this week by an internet poll, is actually a hidden boss?
Eliminate Prince of Lanling in the third round?
Show me if you dare!
…
Nobody expected that from the first line of his song, the Prince of Lanling started in full attack mode!
And it only got more intense from there!
Lin Yuan suddenly picked up the microphone, turned his back, his left hand raised above his head, pointing to the pale ceiling. His demeanor was unlike anything he had shown before while simultaneously, his voice amped up:
“The empire laughs!”
“Near mist and rain so far!”
“Great waves wash away worldliness, how much do we truly know!”
The audience’s reaction didn’t impact Lin Yuan’s performance in the least. He seemed to be singing this song for himself, for the audience or maybe for the lovable bunch that foolishly stood by his side:
“The breeze laughs!”
“Indeed it triggers loneliness!”
“Left with a chest full of pride in the evening!”
I’m not that remarkable, but I want to live up to your love, and to your relentless defense of me…
Did you hear this song?
You will hear it!
The last line of the song, Lin Yuan’s voice, drags on without any deliberate vibrato. It’s all very natural, very piercing:
“Still clinging on to pride, laughing foolishly…”
Lin Yuan finished singing.
But the music still hadn’t ended.
The drums, the pipa, and the guzheng take turns on stage.
Originally in this round, there was also consideration of whether to try rapping.
But he tried a few times during rehearsal and ultimately decided not to.
Can’t rap because the rap in this song requires anger, but Lin Yuan is not angry, he’s just filled with countless complex emotions boiling inside him.
He needs to find calm within the tumult.
The end of this song is liberation and enlightenment.
Lin Yuan found his own calmness.
This calmness is called “guarding”.
Last night, during the broadcast of the second round, the image of the “Prince of Lanling” couldn’t find peace amidst the noise. Yet someone guarded him.
It was naive, yet brave.
This round, it was his turn to guard others.
It was an apology, but also a belated repayment.
Want to argue with people?
Take this song.
Want to argue with people online?
Take this song.
Predicting rankings?
Take this song.
If I chose this song, then the final interpretation is up to you. The inevitable silence following the cheers is a destined solitude. Hence, the me today and the me to come choose to accompany you to the very end!
The music gradually waned.
Lin Yuan bowed to the stage, but occasionally raised his eyes, as if seeing through the music hall to the figures still fighting relentlessly.
Who will win, who will lose? Heaven only knows?
Well, this time, I am Heaven!
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