Chapter 889

At the same time, some people felt that this pair of twins didn't look like sisters, but rather like a married couple.

One was both aggressive and handsome, the other was both beautiful and pretty; they were simply a perfect match.

On stage.

The mist was still permeating.

The camera moved as You Yue and Mingyue moved.

At this time.

The viewers watching the gala live realized that, at some point, ten large drums had appeared on stage, and behind the drums stood people wearing Ming-style Hanfu—a total of ten people, five men and five women; they were the drummers.

Besides the drummers, there were more than ten dancers holding fans, who were the backup dancers for the song, standing scattered on the stage and striking poses.

In addition, there was a musician playing the guqin, located behind the drummers, hidden in the dim lights of the stage.

The song hadn't even come out yet, but the dance and stage lineup accompanying the song was already sufficiently powerful and spectacular.

"Drums?"

"What song are they going to sing?"

"In You Mingyue's past songs, it seems there weren't any that widely used large drums."

"Drum music generally accompanies grand and magnificent songs..."

"They even accompanied it with a guqin."

"..."

The audience widened their eyes.

There was surprise, there was anticipation.

And Tan Yong, who was on site, felt his nervousness turn into unease; he had a very strong, bad premonition.

This opening was very wrong.

They didn't know.

Director Kuang Qing attached great importance to You Mingyue's performance, not only spending great effort to equip it with top-tier backup dancers and drum music, but also spending a huge amount of money on stage special effects.

There was no help for it.

The subject matter was there, the song's vision was there; if it wasn't done grandly enough, spectacularly enough, it simply wouldn't produce the most perfect song effect.

Fortunately, Zhejiang Satellite TV had pulled in many sponsorships this time and wasn't short of money.

Kuang Qing was also a director who liked to play with big scenes, so she spent a hefty sum of money.

Not every director could run into You Mingyue, and even fewer could run into "Map of Shanhe." For Kuang Qing, such a good opportunity placed before her eyes—if she didn't use it well, she would regret it for a lifetime.

Thinking in her heart.

Kuang Qing looked at the stage.

On stage.

You Yue walked to the center of the drummers, a group of male dancers standing beside her, while Mingyue stood at the back of the stage, beside her were the dancers holding fans.

After they stood in position, the song information appeared on the screen:

"Map of Shanhe"

Singer: You Mingyue

Composer: You Mingyue

Lyricist: You Mingyue

The bullet comments boiled over instantly.

"It's a new song!"

"Gu King is awesome!"

"Sect Leader sister is the best!"

"You Mingyue finally released a new song!"

"Headphones are already on."

"Map of Shanhe—listening to the name, it should be an ancient-style song, right?"

"Definitely, with drums and a guqin, it's an ancient-style song for sure."

"Regardless of what it is, as long as it's their song, I like it."

"Finally can wash my ears."

"The one yuan to buy the song is already prepared!"

"..."

The viewers poked their screens rapidly, sending bullet comments.

Everyone was very excited and agitated.

Someone had guessed before that You Mingyue would sing a new song at this Qixi Gala, but a guess was just a guess; now, it was finally confirmed—it really was a new song!

Many people looked at the song title and guessed it was an ancient-style song.

Speaking of which, in recent years, there had been quite a lot of ancient-style songs in the music industry, and these songs had a major characteristic: they liked to use words like mountain, water, river, map, etc., as lyrics.

So it wasn't strange why, when the title "Map of Shanhe" came out, many people thought it was an ancient-style song.

However, it was absolutely not.

On stage.

The prelude music began.

It was the sound of a guqin full of rhythm. The guqin was different from the metallic sound of the pipa; its sound was more lingering, and in the notes of the guqin were high mountains and flowing water, the foundation of an ancient country.

The audience showed surprise.

The guqin prelude was very catchy.

Immediately after.

The drum sound intervened.

Ten drummers, holding drumsticks, knocked on the large drums; the dense drum sound became more and more impassioned, pushing the song's tone and atmosphere higher.

A feeling of grandeur and magnificence swept over instantly.

The drum sound was the most inspiring; every drum beat seemed to knock directly into the hearts of every viewer, making their spirits tremble rhythmically.

At this time, Mingyue, standing at the back of the stage, was the first to pick up the microphone.

Accompanied by the guqin sound, she directly opened her voice.

"Wo... wo... yi... ya... ai..."

Mingyue didn't sing any lyrics, just purely using her singing skill to perform vocal turns.

The pitch was progressive, getting higher and higher, directly pushing the song's tone and atmosphere higher.

But Mingyue looked effortless.

Her breath support was very strong, her breath vigorous, continuous, and lingering!

The viewers only felt it was very good to listen to, very satisfying.

And some industry insiders who understood music widened their eyes, all shocked!

"This is... Mongolian Long Tune?"

"Yes, that's right, it's Mongolian Long Tune!"

"Aren't they from Shancheng?"

"My god!"

"What kind of gods are these?"

"They actually know how to sing this, and sing it so well?" ===== CHAPTER 890 =====