Chapter 973: Trapped in public opinion, lip-syncing storm! (Please subscribe)

"Rain falls, the old hometown is deep in grass and trees."

"I hear you have always been alone."

"The mottled city gate is occupied by old tree roots."

"What echoes on the stone slab is 'waiting again'."

"......"

On stage, Lin Yu's aura was fully unleashed.

The high-pitched voice instantly ignited the entire scene, as if it had been struck by the temple hammer of the ancient Qielan Temple.

That imposing vocal range was like the general's roar when he couldn't accept that his lover had passed away, making people unable to help but be moved.

Before, everyone had heard love songs, but this was the first time hearing a Chinese-style song loaded with tragic history; the shock filled everyone's heart.

"Wow! I don't know why, but I feel like crying."

"That's right! The tear glands exploded inexplicably."

"This is sung too well! It's simply a master-level live performance."

"Family members, who understands! This is the unique sentiment of our China. I remembered Tropical Rainforest's previous song again—the ink fragrance doesn't retreat, you share the lingering flavor, depicting this tragic emotion too beautifully, too poetic and picturesque; I am proud to be Chinese."

"Yeah! Completely brought into that atmosphere, thinking of my white moonlight girlfriend from junior high school; I waited for her for three years, and in the end, she ran away with a little yellow-haired guy; it's really damn it."

"From so far away, I can smell the 'licker' scent on you, buddy."

"Hahaha."

"......"

On stage.

"Rain falls, the old hometown is deep in grass and trees."

"I hear you are still guarding the lonely city."

"The sound of the shepherd's flute on the outskirts falls in that wild village."

"Fate lands and takes root, it is us."

"......"

The singing voice rang out again, and the vocal range was raised again.

The audience was also completely shocked by Lin Yu's voice and the artistic conception in the lyrics.

Especially the guests of the guessing group, who stood up excitedly.

"This?"

"This actually sang to F3?"

When hearing Lin Yu's high pitch, Zhang Yu directly cursed in shock.

"Yes, that line 'The sound of the shepherd's flute on the outskirts' really reached high F."

Deng Ziqi took a deep breath and said in surprise.

You know, for a male singer to be able to sing to this vocal range and be so steady, it is simply a rare level in the Chinese music scene.

To be able to sing this original song to this level live, how high must his psychological quality and music theory level be! It's simply unimaginable.

"Awesome."

Zhou Shen couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

Brother Yu's level is truly unfathomable. Zhou Shen is also famous for singing high notes, but Shen Shen mostly uses the vocal method of combining bel canto with folk, so it is relatively effortless. However, it is obvious that Lin Yu sang it directly using the pop method; the difficulty is not generally high.

"These lyrics."

Xue Zhiqian gripped the lyric book tightly.

Are you kidding?

These lyrics even use camera movement techniques?

At the beginning, it was the general's perspective returning to Qielan Temple, and now it seamlessly connects to the woman's longing lens.

"Is this guy a filmmaker?"

"Too good at writing lyrics."

Xue Zhiqian shook his head, his face full of disbelief.

Is there really such a person in the Chinese music scene?

Why have I never heard of him?

And Li Zhien in the guest seat was completely dumbfounded, her beautiful eyes wide open on the red sofa.

Before coming, she felt that the Korean wave was the pinnacle of Asia; she didn't expect that in a Chinese music variety show, there would be hidden talents like this.

Tropical Rainforest's previous song, *Orchid Pavilion Preface*, had already caused quite a bit of popularity in the ROK.

But music critics thought it was a flash in the pan.

And now?

He wrote *Luoyang Qielan Ji* again; this talent is overflowing.

When I go back, I must tell the people in the guild to open their eyes and look at the world, and learn from the music culture here.

After the song was finished.

Above the stage, the city flower of the thousand-year imperial capital Luoyang, the peony, drifted down.