Monster Factory

The atmosphere is obviously different.

Xu Jingu's new song, "Mountain Sea Testimony", will meet all audiences around the country.

According to common sense, a lead singer punches at the end of a concert and undoubtedly keeps the audience's attention better.

This approach is suitable for singers who don't have any bright spots to do it, leaving expectations in the end, and even if the front is boring, the audience will have to hold on.

Xu Jinggong did not need it. She arranged the songs according to the song's wind. The main song was amazing with the mysterious guests, but the songs behind each had a thousand autumns, and each different wind had a different rhyme.

This time the stage is dark, a little long.

Dream Monitor in the middle of the sky, playing carefully prepared 3D effects.

The scene travels through time, taking the audience away from modern civilization, to a distant era with only heaven and earth and only green mountains and waters.

Live at the concert, those holding Lang Ching brand, the first two songs kept a fairly calm audience, one by one stood up, they raised the luminous LED brand in their hands high, shouting out: “Lang Ching ~ Lang Ching ~”.

Xu Jingu's fans chose forgiveness greatly.

After all, Lang Ching is also a mysterious guest invited by Xu Jingong Palace, and will soon be his special session again.

In the concert's live video studio, Lang Ching took up almost all the screens.

The speed of accompaniment is more sudden than flipping a beautiful woman.

The loud chirping and the sound of the harp flow through the surrounding sound around the stage, like a splendid spring of water that flows through the audience's hearts.

“Wow, Kaka ~ although I already know it's Lang Ching, I'm still very excited, this atmosphere is wonderful. ”

“The Mountain Sea Testimony, the name is too sensible, plus Lang Ching's tailor-made dance, this song must explode. ”

“The mysterious guest was a setback to the plot, but my palace was so interesting that it didn't put the shaft track on to the last song. ”

“Come and take a snapshot with me. Let's show the editors why they're making a foolish scene. Whether Lang Ching is feeding pigeons in the United States or at Xu Jinggong's concert. ”

“Yes ~ you have to slap us hard with a screenshot, now the editor is so disgusting, they all treat us like monkeys. ”

After the accompaniment sounds, the barrage enriches, and everyone has determined that the mysterious guest is Lang Ching, and then set the posture and wait for Lang Ching to appear.

The next moment, the barrage dropped sharply, as a swaying white candlelight lit up on that dim stage.

The candlelight seemed to dance with the accompaniment, and as the light around the candlelight became clearer, all viewers were stunned to discover that it was not candlelight.

It's a lifted arm with a white strip of cloth naturally dripping down the arm, behind the scenes of the stage and at the front edge of the stage, moving gently with the accompaniment. The light was just right before, making it impossible to see what it was.

The lights then continued to spread, allowing all viewers to see most of the stage.

Wearing a white dance costume, he appeared in front of people in an unusually lonely figure under the spotlight.

A golden mask depicting ancient lines makes this dancer mysterious.

With a loud accompaniment, the mysterious dancer suddenly bent over and stretched his arms toward the middle of the stage.

“Lang Ching! ”

“Lang Ching, I love you! ”

As soon as the mysterious dancer came out, the female audience holding Lang Ching's brand was also on the scene, and she screamed with excitement.

This is Lang Ching, this standing position, this height, this dance. Anyone who really likes Lang Ching Dance can read the hidden familiarity from these unsightly places.

“Qingshan vowed that the sea would be with...”

When the mysterious dancer walked into the middle of the stage, a singing voice that was more empty than a yangqin and louder than a chorus came from the shadow where the light was not illuminated.

As soon as the audience was stunned, there was the illusion of letting their souls fly.

Immortal singing or Cantonese singing.

Xu Jingong has never produced a Cantonese album before.

Cantonese is also known as Yan Yan, and retains many of the characteristics of ancient Chinese in Huaxia. Even if some audiences can't hear the Cantonese lyrics, they will find it particularly friendly.

The more classical the lyrics, the more Cantonese it sings, the more it feels. Many fans feel that Xu Jingong Cantonese is not very good at singing songs. I didn't expect this new song today. I stunned them as soon as I opened my mouth.

“Qingshan vowed that the sea would be with...”

“Whether the world will never change...”

“Bai Yunyu walked, the river flowed...”

“Silent wind, bring my greetings, do you love me like the mountains and seas never change...”

Clear singing, with ancient deep secrets, makes people's minds jump briefly.

Xu Zheng Palace stood in the shadow of the stage, and the mysterious dancer, with a shocking dance, spoke silently of his heart.

“Lang Ching... I love you...” Music and dance, interwoven into the most beautiful picture roll in the heart of all, there are several female audiences, even tears blurred, arms stretched out towards the stage grasping futilely.

The male audience is no better. They feel that Lang Ching's dance is too tense and infectious. Every move on his body can render his inner emotions clean.

The sound of the song suddenly stopped and became a solo long-bone.

The mysterious dancer turned his back on the audience, walking one step at a time and walking hard towards the stage shadow, where songs were coming from.

His steps seemed to weigh a thousand kilograms, shackled invisibly, and the pressed audience breathed chaotically, afraid of the next moment, that strong figure on the stage, fell.

“This is definitely a soul dance. ”

“He didn't say he was wearing a golden mask, he had to undergo a sex change surgery, and I could recognize him as Lang Ching. ”

“Unique, my family is so cold. ”

“Hmm ~ Lang Ching seems a little fat, but doesn't affect the dance at all. ”

“The sound of heaven, the dance of souls, I regret not going to see the scene. ”

“The planning of the event is really brainy, it's all set, and you let Lang Cold wear a mask and hide it. My family's cold dance, can someone else imitate it? ”

“Xu Zheng Palace, this Mountain and Sea Testimony, I must cycle 10,000 times. ”

At the end of the song, the curtain boiled. At the concert, the audience, still intoxicated by the singing, stood up.

They had a flush on their faces, raised their arms, waved hard in mid-air, and shouted hard.

Does this have to be guessed?

On stage, this lonely figure has written Lang Ching in his body language, in the hearts of all audiences.

What's that beautiful golden mask for?

Is the look cool?

“Reveal! ”

“Reveal! ”

The audience who loved Lang Ching on the scene shouted with excitement instead of an appointment. The audience who liked Xu Jingu Palace and felt washed of their minds by this song also followed the noise and shouted to let Lang Cold reveal himself.

Slowly, throughout the concert, there was only one voice.

“Reveal! ”