Chapter 1052: Ulaanbaatar by night

On TV, Zhu Bixia was wearing a white dress, standing in the center of the stage pretty, saying: "First of all, let me introduce my singer. He has many and many identities. First of all, he is a director and three movies. The box office has entered the top ten in the world. Second, he is a martial arts novelist whose works are popular in China. Now it has caused a huge sensation in Asian countries, with a total sales of more than 300 million copies."
"He is also an actor with superb acting skills and numerous awards."
"He is also a comedian. Although he has played only a handful of sketches, he has brought happiness to thousands of families."
"He is also a top 20 super-rich and philanthropist in the world, with assets reaching hundreds of billions of dollars. He and his wife founded the Yunqing Charity Foundation, helping countless elderly and children."
"In the end, he is a singer. All the songs he has sung since his debut are composed of his own lyrics and composition. The first classic. The total record sales exceeded 250 million, and he is called the king of pop in the world."
"Tonight, he brought a Mongolian song called "The Night in Ulaanbaatar". Let us now call out his name."
"The Emperor Yun."
The loud noise at the scene seemed to overturn the roof.
Amid the applause and shouts of everyone, Xiao Yunhai walked out of the moon gate and stood in the center of the stage. The whole scene suddenly exploded.
"Emperor Yun, I love you."
"Emperor Yun, you are the best."
"Come on, Emperor Yun, we will always support you."
The fans, especially the young people, all screamed there, and some even rushed out in tears, trying to climb onto the stage, but were quickly stopped by the security guards maintaining order.
Because of Xiao Yunhai's arrival, the entire studio was plunged into chaos, which no one had expected before.
The main reason is that Xiao Yunhai is usually too low-key, either at home or busy making movies, fans basically can't see him.
Suddenly seeing him so close, those super fans were naturally excited.
After singing the song, Yao Na, who was sitting on the sofa in the backstage lobby, sighed: "This kid's popularity is too high. Looking at this situation, even if he doesn't sing well, he can probably get first place.
In Room 10, the top Japanese singer Shunsuke Tanaka said: "Are these professional audiences? How do I think they are all fans of Mr. Xiao."
In Room 6, Korean King Baek Hyun said enviously: "If only I could have so many fans."
In room four, the famous American country music singer Beth Bieu said excitedly: "Xiao, it's Xiao, he really came. I'm a big fan of him. It's amazing."
Xiao Yunhai did not expect that he would cause such a situation. He frowned slightly and said into the microphone: "I am singer Xiao Yunhai. On this stage, I am not a director, an actor, a star, or an idol. I Just a singer. I hope everyone can calm down, thank you."
Xiao Yunhai's words seemed to possess magical power, and the whole scene was restored to order in an instant, and the fans who had already rushed out also silently returned to their seats.
"Huh... awesome. Mr. Xiao's aura on the stage is simply terrifying. He controlled the emotions of all the fans with his gestures. It is really too strong." Jed Mercurio sighed.
The performance finally officially began.
Xiao Yunhai took a deep breath and nodded to the band.
Three seconds later, Xiao Yunhai put the microphone to his mouth, closed his eyes, and sang the first sentence.
"You are gone, for so many years.
You are still by my side.
That day, your smiling face.
Now that I close my eyes, I can still see. "
The first few sentences are almost without any accompaniment, only the matouqin sound of the Mongolian Rehe Band echoes his voice, as if it came from another world, empty, sad, boundless, sad...
Xiao Yunhai's tone is very high and dynamic. Just four sentences to the words set the emotional tone of the whole song.
"Master. Master who is good at expressing emotions." Just hearing the beginning, the top British musician Jimmy Murray gave Xiao Yunhai such a definition.
The other singers in the room watched the TV attentively, and their expressions couldn't help with a trace of dignity, mainly because these few sentences of Xiao Yunhai were so beautiful.
At Xiao Yunhai's home, Chen Xiuzhu's eyes became red, and said, "Yunhai really is his grandmother."
Xiao Changfeng didn't say anything, just held her hand.
"The wind through the wilderness, walk slowly.
I told you in silence that I was drunk.
The night in Ulaanbaatar is so quiet, so quiet,
Even the wind can't hear, can't hear.
The clouds floating towards the horizon, you walk slowly.
I tell you by running, I will not look back.
The night in Ulaanbaatar is so quiet, so quiet,
Even Yun doesn't know, don't know. "
Compared with the beginning, Xiao Yunhai has dropped at least two tones in this passage, and his voice is sad but not sad, as if he came from the clouds of nine days, whispering in people's ears, accompanied by the harmony of the grassland, and the picture feels Full.
"Awesome. I feel like seeing a painting."
"It's so beautiful, this is simply the sound of nature."
"This song is so touching, Yunhuang seems to have moved the true feelings."
Tears were already shed on the faces of some emotional fans at the scene.
At this time, the accompaniment was finally all up, and Xiao Yunhai's voice suddenly rushed up from a shallow singing and a low groan, his forehead became loud and loud, as if he had broken through the sky, but with a sadness that couldn't be overcome.
"The night in Ulaanbaatar, oh oh oh..."
When singing the onomatopoeia "Woo Wu Wu Wu", a strong sadness gushed out of people's hearts for no reason. Everyone looked at Xiao Yunhai with a sorrowful expression, and tears couldn't help streaming down.
"Heartbreaking. Even I can't help but sing emotionally before it reaches its climax. It's too strong." A musician sighed.
When Xiao Yunhai's mother Chen Xiuzhu heard this sentence, she was crying in tears, so Zhao Wanqing hurried to persuade her.
"Mom, don't do that."
Chen Xiuzhu choked and said, "This child has always been affectionate, and I know that although he doesn't say anything, he definitely hasn't forgotten his grandmother in his heart."
Xiao Changfeng said: "Xiuzhu, you should be happy. Mom is in the spirit of heaven, and seeing his favorite grandson has such great achievements, she will definitely feel proud and proud."
Chen Xiuzhu nodded, but still couldn't help tears.
In Chen Jiahong's home in Anhui, Jiangsu Satellite TV's "Singer's Night" was also broadcast on TV.
Chen Jiahong looked sad. He was the most unforgettable for Xiao Yun's love for overseas mothers. Otherwise, he would not be single for so many years, and would not even look for a wife.
Chen Zhan sat on the sofa, his mouth trembling, his eyes were fixed on Xiao Yunhai on the TV, his eye circles were already red, and a line of tears hung on his face, but he didn't notice it.
Xiao Yunhai in the studio suddenly showed a smile, his eyes full of yearning, and he raised his head as if he was talking to someone in the dark.
\"Hey, you are here, you are in this world, in every corner of the world."
"Hey, you are here, you cross the wind, cross the clouds, cross everything, come back...\"
In this passage, Xiao Yunhai's voice is matched with the band's Humai, Long tune, and Matouqin, pushing the feelings to the extreme, giving people a feeling of ethereal and ethereal.
The song "Night in Ulaanbaatar" has been sung by countless singers in previous lives. Xiao Yunhai used Tan Weiwei's version in "I Am a Singer", and after his painstaking modification, it was brought to the stage.
As a movie star-level actor, Xiao Yunhai is far stronger than Tan Weiwei in sensationalism. Whether it is singing, acting or looking, it is especially easy to make people enter the scene. Under the dual stimulation of sight and hearing, the whole scene is no matter whether it is singer or music. People are still ordinary fans, all brought into his world by Xiao Yunhai.
After the treble, the soundtrack quickly slipped down, and the singer of the Rehe Band intervened and sang with an infinitely embarrassing voice, making the whole song even more sad.
"The night in Ulaanbaatar is so quiet, so quiet."
Xiao Yunhai also sang softly: "You can't even hear the wind, you can't hear it."
"The night in Ulaanbaatar is so quiet, so quiet,"
Xiao Yunhai: "Even Yun doesn't know, I don't know."
The cooperation of the two is seamless, as if they are confiding in each other's feelings, but the effect produced is no worse than the high pitch.
Chen Huan sighed deeply and said, "A pen of God."
As everyone quietly enjoyed this kind of warmth, the music suddenly became wild again, and the emotions that Xiao Yunhai had just piled up were like a flood breaking through a dam, and it was like a bamboo.
"Our world, what has changed.
Our world, what to expect.
What is left in our world.
Our world, there is only desert...
At this time, Xiao Yunhai's tone was no longer high enough, but the soundtrack still didn't stop, and it was still infinitely high.
Xiao Yunhai flew his dantian as if he was praying. He sang a long section of Tibetan, his voice was loud and loud to the extreme, and his emotions broke out here.
Chen Xiuzhu lay in the arms of Xiao Changfeng with a sad face, crying heartbreakingly.
Zhao Wanqing seemed to realize the deep longing in her husband's heart~EbookFREE.me~ tears were streaming down her face.
Zhao Mingsheng and Yan Piaoyun also felt deeply, and their tears were hazy.
Chen Jiahong trembled all over, tears running everywhere.
Chen Zhan covered his face and whimpered softly there.
Everyone at the scene stood up, crying and clapping their hands frantically.
After some venting, the music calmed down, and Xiao Yunhai's eyes were red, and he sang word by word: "Through the wind in the wilderness, you walk slowly, the singers often...drop...eyes...tears."
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