Entertainment: The microphones are here, why is everyone so silent?

Ye Chen set up the microphone.

They "stole" the band's guitar again.

This time, he will sing and play the instrument himself, accompanied by music.

Ye Chen executed a two-way sweep.

In the band, the erhu, with its unique timbre, rose to the tune.

The lighthearted melody of "Hua Tian Cuo" resonated throughout the venue.

"It's so late at night, why is there light coming from the paper window?"

"That's not the candlelight you lit for me while I waited all night."

"It was just a chance encounter, a dream in the Dream of the Red Chamber."

Ye Chen opened his mouth.

It's a truly refreshing and delightful experience.

Listening to the singing.

I felt relaxed, both physically and mentally.

It has a strong classical Chinese style.

……

Zi Linjia.

Ye Chen was singing "Hua Tian Cuo" with ease.

The first part is popular and has a light and cheerful melody.

The two people on the sofa, however, did not seem to relax at all.

Murong Fufu leaned forward, unconsciously clenching the hem of her clothes.

"The easier it is up ahead, the more scared I am..." she said, her voice trembling.

"The song 'Making a Mistake in the Flower Field' is coming up soon... Can he really make those fifteen vocal runs perfectly and smoothly on the spot?"

Zi Lin pursed her lips: "Not just there."

The phrase "Please forgive my amorous disturbance" has a sound like a rollercoaster.

"If the breath isn't quite right on site, the flavor will completely change."

She whispered her worry.

"What I fear most is the moment the opera vocals come in."

Murong Fufu was trembling.

It was as if she herself was there.

After all, it's the position of popular singing style.

The pronunciation points of opera singing are completely different from those of traditional opera singing.

It had to be switched in the blink of an eye.

And then there's more, with such a dense series of trills...

How could Ye Chen possibly back down like this?

Therefore, she was more worried than Zi Lin.

Murong Fufu kept a close watch on Ye Chen.

She was terrified that Ye Chen might accidentally sing the song wrong!

For her, this song is the future of traditional Chinese opera!

It's the future her parents passed down to her!

She was very nervous!

"I know that for you, this is more than just a song," Zi Lin sighed.

She reached out and gently placed her hand on Murong Fufu's taut hand.

"It's also your bridge; once it's built, the road will be open."

but……

Besides the operatic singing style, "The Flower Field Mistake" is also a play.

There are several other lines with terrifyingly strong intonation transitions!

……

Ye Chen's voice was steady.

Combined with the melody, it creates a dreamlike atmosphere.

As he sang with even more passion.

This song is so soothing to listen to.

The lyrics are evocative, and the singing is very pleasant.

Countless spectators spontaneously waved their light sticks once again.

Under a vast cyber ocean, it's time for the song to move into its chorus.

Ye Chen started adding vocal transitions.

His transitions between falsetto and natural voice are smooth, and the tone of every word and phrase is exceptionally consistent.

"I made a mistake in the flower field~ I promised to forget it before dawn."

"I made a mistake in the flower field~ and the hug turned into torture."

"I made a mistake in the flower field~ Making a mistake is as boring as being infatuated with a mirage."

"I made a mistake in the flower field~ Please forgive my unsolicited intrusion..."

A wide range of tone transitions, with high frequencies appearing!

At the same time, there are Peking Opera musical instruments such as clappers, large and small gongs, cymbals, etc.

The embellishment, following the melody, doesn't feel out of place; on the contrary, it makes the overall melody more comfortable.

It brings the audience an ultimate vocal extravaganza!

"Wuhu~!! Oh ho!"

Screams immediately erupted from the scene!

"Ye Chen! Did you grow up eating CDs?! How can you sing every song so perfectly, it touches my heart?!"

"Help! How can he sing 'Making a Mistake' so sweetly and mesmerizingly! My bones are melting!"

"Tell me, are you impressed?! This melody is so catchy! I'm going to listen to it on repeat a hundred times when I get home!"

"Yes, yes, yes! Not that greasy sweetness, it's... it's like osmanthus wine, fragrant and sweet, it lingers around you!"

Bu Yi's girlfriend grabbed him, shaking him excitedly:

"Oh my god! This feeling is so ticklish yet incredibly comfortable! How can it be so alluring!"

Bu Yi nodded in agreement: "Listening to this song... it feels like cotton wool that's been sun-dried, soft and warm inside."

……

now.

Grandma playing the piano was stunned!

"No?! The word '好' has a four-syllable drawn-out vowel sound?!"

Ison's face was filled with horror!

"Four tones—level tone, rising tone, departing tone, and entering tone—are transposed using four different tones?!"

This is the song "Hua Tian Cuo".

This was the first time she had ever heard it.

The dense array of trills.

It made her head buzz!

The smiling face that was maintaining during the live stream has completely disappeared!

No more giggling!

What made her even more uneasy was...

The notes in this song are between F2 and A2!

"Is this Peking Opera singing?! Such a high-pitched voice! Ye Chen can actually combine Peking Opera singing with this?!"

As Ye Chen's chorus progressed.

Itson looked at him as if he were a god.

Especially when singing "Please forgive my amorous disturbance".

"My goodness! No wonder it's a love song! Ye Chen sang the word 'love' with 11 trills!"

She stood blankly in front of the camera, her eyes filled with surprise.

The four notes are used to transition between notes, adding depth and complexity to the song.

The opera-style singing makes it memorable for the audience!

Moreover, the transitions were so skillful!

Songs can be written like this?!

Ye Chen! He's truly a genius!

As she continued to analyze, the live stream exploded!

[You can even use tone marks to create amazing effects? Is this even possible?!]

Ye Chen is simply my idol! He writes such a beautiful love song, and sings it even better! My heart melts.

[This is the kind of Chinese song I want to hear! Who said his songs were bad before? Come out here!]

[I'm putting this out there: The pinnacle of vocal transitions in the Chinese entertainment industry is surnamed Ye!! He's locked in place tonight!]

Even silk can't match Ye Chen's smooth voice! Every word sounds exactly the same?!

……

Four Nine Cities.

"The ancient style, a unique style of China, is absolutely amazing, so beautiful."

As Ye Chen's second half of the chorus arrives.

Shen Yan couldn't help but admire.

He leaned back in his chair and let out a long sigh.

His eyes even welled up with tears.

He has traveled extensively for many years, but with little success in promoting culture.

Today, however, the most vivid answer was found in a young man.

His voice trembled with rare excitement: "This is it...this is the taste!"

"It's not about rigid indoctrination, but about getting young people hooked on it and listening to it on their own."

"This kid Ye Chen... he incorporated the traditional opera of our ancestors into the melody and sang it into their hearts."

Shen Ruofei looked surprised again:

"Not Grandpa..."

"Ye Chen seems to have combined Western music..."

"Didn't you used to say that the tradition should be passed down properly?"

Shen Yan, however, seemed relieved and smiled:

"Pass it down first, let the young people accept it first! As for whether it's correct or not, let the ancestors worry about that for now."

He finally understood.

First comes the love, then the roots can take hold.

When I saw "Left Finger Pointing to the Moon", I realized I hadn't misjudged it!

……

Zi Linjia.

The song ended, but its lingering melody still echoed in the room.

Murong Fufu stared blankly at the screen.

Tears rolled down silently.

Zi Lin asked softly, "Sister Murong?"

"Zilin, those screams from the audience... aren't out of curiosity. Some people understand the beauty of traditional opera, and they absolutely love it."

Murong Fufu's lips slowly curled into a smile: "My parents' things... won't be lost in my hands."

"Ye Chen has shown the way; it is no longer a rigid, outdated relic."

"It is alive, capable of making people cry and laugh, and able to shine on the biggest stage."

Zi Lin was also slightly moved.

Ye Chen sang live, showcasing vocal runs and operatic techniques. Perhaps the traditional Chinese style music scene could learn from her?

"I know what to do." She wiped away her tears.

"First, I'll become the best 'pop singer,' and then I'll gradually incorporate what my parents taught me. No matter how difficult this path is, I will keep going."

Off-screen.

The assistant almost cried as she listened to their conversation.

She seemed to understand Teacher Murong's feelings.

Because, the play finally has a future.

now.

Ye Chen's voice interrupted the three of them from their thoughts.

"Friends! The third interactive session is now beginning!"