Chapter 461

“An original song?”

As a battle-hardened, experienced veteran driver, Zhang Yu was also a bit surprised to see this.

This was the first time he had seen Tropical Rainforest; he didn't expect this kid to be so brave and bold.

“I also chose an original back in my day; looking back now, it was indeed a bit risky.”

Deng Deng Ziqi pursed her lips, her eyes full of memories.

Back then, on Mango TV’s *I Am a Singer*, Deng Deng Ziqi, as a newcomer, participated in a domestic variety show for the first time. She chose her own original song, *Bubble*. Although her skills stunned the audience, she didn't actually get a very good ranking in that round.

Although Deng Deng Ziqi had been preparing for her concert recently, she had also been paying close attention to the performance of Tropical Rainforest, the dark horse that emerged in *Masked Singer*.

If Tropical Rainforest were eliminated and unmasked in the first round, it would be such a pity.

“Why do I always feel like this person is somewhat familiar?”

Da Da Zhangwei narrowed his eyes; the moment he saw Tropical Rainforest step onto the stage, his heart skipped a beat.

He had an inexplicable feeling of déjà vu.

“*Jialan Ji*!”

On the judging panel, the most nervous one was Zhou Shen, but his heart was also full of anticipation.

He wanted to see what kind of work Brother Yu would bring out in this episode.

Lin Yu on stage was unhurried.

He picked up the microphone with practiced ease.

He gave an OK gesture to the band.

“Hello everyone, I am Tropical Rainforest.”

“I bring you this song, *Record of the Buddhist Monasteries in Luoyang*, also known as *Fireworks Cool Easily*.”

After a simple introduction, all the lights on the scene gathered at Lin Yu’s feet.

Facing the burning enthusiasm of the audience and fans off-stage,

Lin Yu just smiled faintly, his expression calm and composed.

Meanwhile.

The band on the side of the stage played the prelude to the song.

The whinnying sound of the erhu instantly silenced the thousands of audience members and staff.

This prelude?

It was too catchy!

Unlike the onlookers on the scene,

the judging panel immediately lit up when they heard the prelude, and they couldn't help but lean forward.

The prelude to this piece wasn't cheerful.

It was like a letter, with a very strong sense of storytelling.

It expressed the melancholy and the unique, deep affection of the Chinese people—the emotion of being unable to speak.

Lin Yu quietly picked up the microphone at this moment.

He exhaled lightly, and his full, magnetic voice resounded throughout the venue.

“The sounds of prosperity fade into the void, shaming the world.”

“The dream is cold. Tossing and turning for a lifetime, how many more volumes of love debts?”

“As you default, life and death wait in vain.”

“Waiting in vain for circle after circle of annual rings.”

“......”

When Lin Yu’s singing voice rang out, the thousands of audience members on the scene were all stunned.

This catchy melody, told in a narrative way, was a masterpiece.

Both technique and emotion were present!

It gave people an unprecedented feeling, as if they were immersed in it, watching a movie.

Livestream room.

After Lin Yu took the stage, the number of online viewers directly broke through five million.

Previously, according to the theme given by the production team, the contestants basically chose love songs or positive songs. This Chinese-style song immediately ignited the entire internet.

“My god! This voice is absolutely amazing; it feels like flipping through an ancient book.”

“Tropical Rainforest is really suitable for this Chinese style; the graininess and narrative sense in this tone are too heart-piercing.”

“That’s right! So charming! The poetry and imagery left by our ancestors cannot be replaced by modern text.”

“This seems to be a love story too.”

“？？？”

Immediately after, a commentary on the lyrics appeared on the bullet screen.

The background of this story was during the Northern Wei Dynasty in China.

It was written by a very famous writer at the time, Yang Xuanzhi, and the name was indeed *Record of the Buddhist Monasteries in Luoyang*.

That was the thousand-year-old capital of Luoyang, which collapsed and decayed after the prosperity of the flourishing age.

In the city, a royal general met a woman by chance,

fell in love at first sight, and pledged their lives to each other.

But at this time, the general was transferred to the border to fight. In the years of war and chaos, Luoyang had already become ruins. After the woman waited for the general in vain, she shaved her head to become a nun.

Years later, the general weathered the storms and found the Jialan Temple where the woman had become a nun, but she had already passed away.

People told the general that there had always been a woman waiting for him here...

After reading the interpretation on the bullet screen,

the livestream room was shocked; men were silent, and women were in tears.

“Wow! So there was this allusion; it’s us who are unworthy.”

“I didn't expect such a love story from a thousand years ago; it’s really sigh-inducing.”

“Tropical Rainforest is too awesome! The artistic conception of these lyrics and composition completely crushes the contestants of the previous groups.”

“That’s right! Others are waiting for the wind! Waiting for love! Waiting for roses! Look at Tropical Rainforest, he comes directly with a poignant love story; you have to admire him.”

“......”

The live audience was even more infected by Lin Yu on stage; the highest realm of lyrics and composition is not to be evaluated, but to trigger a certain memory.

This also made the fans and music lovers think of their own "white moonlight."

“The pagoda broke a few layers, breaking whose soul?”

“Pain rushes straight, a remnant lamp, the collapsed mountain gate.”

“Allow me to wait again, history turns.”

“Wait for the wine to be mellow, wait for you to play a tune on the guzheng.”

“......”

On stage, Lin Yu closed his eyes under the spotlight, letting this poignant love story have a visual memory.

After the interpretation,

the artistic conception of the lyrics was also sublimated.

This was no longer just a song; it was clearly a painting, a silent movie.

Although not every line in the lyrics wrote about waiting, every word was about waiting!

It depicted the agony of the woman’s bitter waiting and the loneliness of the general when he returned.

It had the sorrow and poignancy of "When shall we cut the candle by the west window, and talk about the rainy night in Bashan?"

Meanwhile,

the guests on the judging panel were also shocked beyond measure.

“Amazing! These lyrics.”

“I’ve studied lyrics for twenty years, but I want to kneel to him.”

“I can only say that this lyric and composition are too high-level.”

Xue Xue Zhiqian held the lyric book, his fingers trembling with excitement.

“This release of emotion, this expression of melody, is really too practiced.”