AWB Chapter 135 Preface to the Orchid Pavilion (2)
Chapter 135 Preface to the Orchid Pavilion (2)
Just as everyone was immersed in the atmosphere created by the soothing melody, the rhythm of the music suddenly sped up without warning, and the exciting melody rushed in like a surging tide, impacting people's eardrums and making their hearts beat faster.
The next moment, Zhao Yu's singing style suddenly changed, and his stunning operatic vocals rang out:
"Unrelated to romance,"
I'll wait for your reply with my question.
A unique skill in suspending the brush.
The waves on the shore are layered.
What is the meaning of the word "love"?
No matter how I write it, it's wrong.
But I am the only one who lacks it.
Your lifelong understanding
......"
The opera singing style seemed to drift gently from the depths of time, carrying an ancient and mysterious aura.
Zhao Yu's opera singing was full of charm; every word seemed to have been carefully crafted, uttered from his lips in a melodious and lingering way.
The unique sustained notes and trills seemed to be telling a long-forgotten story, captivating the listener and making it hard to tear themselves away.
When that exquisite opera singing resounded on the stage, the live broadcast room was instantly flooded with comments, completely exploding into chaos.
"My goodness! The moment that Peking Opera style came out, I was completely stunned. All the songs I had heard before paled in comparison. That unique voice and charm were like a sharp hook, instantly drawing me into a brand new musical world full of poetry and romance. It was amazing! It felt like suddenly discovering an oasis in a barren desert, leaving me overwhelmed with joy."
"Help! This is the first time I've heard such amazing opera singing. I'm completely blown away. The melodious tone and unique charm, combined with the stirring yet elegant melody, are simply perfect. This is truly heavenly music! It's as if the god of heaven is singing in my ear, every note is just right, striking straight to the depths of my soul."
"Wow! The moment that opera singing started, I got goosebumps all over. That unique charm is like an invisible magic that pulls me into a world of opera full of stories. There, I can almost see ancient pavilions and towers, and feel the love and hate of the ancients. It's so amazing! I want to listen to it on repeat! I want to savor the charm of it again and again."
"The first time I heard this song, I was immediately struck by the opera-style vocals. The voice is so penetrating, it seems to strike right at the soul, and the opera-style vocals are so full of charm that they leave a lasting impression. Every drawn-out note is like a gentle scratch in the heart, stirring up the softest emotions deep within. I love it!"
"When I hear this opera singing again, my first feeling is still shock! The unique timbre and charm seem to have a kind of magic, which can instantly transport people through time and space, immersing them in the world of opera and making them unable to extricate themselves. It's like traveling back to an ancient theater, sitting in the audience, and experiencing the charm of opera up close. That feeling is so wonderful."
"This opera singing style is simply a stroke of genius! I was deeply attracted the first time I heard it. The singer's understanding of opera is so profound. Every lingering note and every transition is full of charm, making people unable to help but immerse themselves in it. It is really amazing to be able to combine pop and opera so perfectly. This requires a very high level of expertise in both musical forms."
"When I first heard this Peking Opera singing, I was so shocked that I couldn't speak. It's so creative to add such authentic Peking Opera singing to pop music. And the singer's skills are also amazing. It's a feast for the ears! The accompaniment of various instruments and the Peking Opera singing complement each other perfectly, weaving together a beautiful musical picture."
"When I heard that Peking Opera style again, I knew that this song would never disappoint me. I was a fan the first time I heard Cen Shen's Peking Opera style, and now I love it even more. This unique style is so addictive. Every time I listen to it, it's like a brand new adventure, and I can discover new highlights."
"My ears are practically pregnant! This is the first time I've ever heard such amazing Peking Opera singing. It's such a wonderful surprise. It's not just singing, it's an art performance. I give it full marks for the singing skills and creativity! From the control of the voice to the expression of emotions, it's impeccable and truly admirable."
"Hearing this opera style again and again, I am still deeply impressed. It perfectly combines popular fashion with the classical beauty of opera. Every time I listen, I have a new feeling. It's amazing. This fusion breaks the boundaries of traditional music and brings people a brand new auditory experience."
The audience was completely absorbed, as if they were in a magnificent audio-visual feast, unable to tear themselves away.
Their eyes were fixed on Zhao Yu on the stage, as if the whole world had been reduced to just the beautiful opera singing.
In the backstage dressing room, the other seven singers were also engrossed in listening, and no one spoke; the dressing room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
Their eyes were glued to Zhao Yu's performance on the screen, their faces filled with rapture, as if they too had been transported into a wondrous world by the operatic singing.
After the opera singing, Zhao Yu switched to pop singing. His voice rang out once more:
"Time flies by in the blink of an eye,"
The entire city was annihilated in an instant.
Bluestone street,
Your smile as you turn back is graceful and charming.
Do you hate it now?
You shook your head and sighed softly.
Who told you to frown?
And in the secluded boudoir,
Only the scent of rouge remained.
People and geese fly south.
I turned around and glanced at you; your eyes were filled with tears.
Scoop up a handful of moonlight,
How can I sleep with my arms around memories?
How can I regret it?
Secrets are sewn together
The embroidered shoes are filled with resentment, stitch by stitch.
If the flower resents the butterfly,
Whom will you blame?
"Time flies by in the blink of an eye, and a beautiful city vanishes in an instant." This sentence seems to condense time and space together, making people feel the ruthlessness of time and the impermanence of life.
The past prosperity and beauty can vanish in the blink of an eye, just as a stunningly beautiful face will gradually age with the passage of time.
"On the bluestone street, you turn around and smile gracefully," paints a poetic picture.
On the ancient cobblestone street, a graceful woman turned her head and smiled gently. That moment of beauty seemed to be frozen in time, unforgettable.
"Do you hate it?" You shake your head and sigh softly. Who made you frown? This line perfectly captures the helplessness and sorrow in the woman's heart.
She may have harbored resentment, but could only shake her head and sigh softly; her slightly furrowed brows seemed to conceal endless worries.
"And in the secluded boudoir, only the scent of rouge remains." The lingering scent of rouge in the secluded boudoir suggests the woman's former youth and beauty, but now she can only wait alone in this secluded boudoir, left with only loneliness.
"Wild geese fly south, and as I turn around, I see tears welling up in your eyes," depicts the scene of parting.
The people flew south like wild geese, and as the woman turned away, her eyes filled with tears. Her reluctance and sorrow were palpable.
"Scooping up a handful of moonlight, embracing memories, how can I sleep, how can I regret it?" This line of poetry brings the longing to a climax.
The woman longed to scoop up a handful of moonlight, but could only embrace her memories, unable to fall asleep. Regret and longing intertwined in her heart, making it impossible for her to find peace.
“Her secrets are sewn into her heart, and every stitch of her embroidered shoes is filled with resentment. If the flower resents the butterfly, who will you resent?” The word “resentment” here is layered and progressive. Through the stitches on the embroidered shoes, the woman’s resentment and grievances are sewn into her heart, stitch by stitch.
Just as flowers may lament the departure of butterflies, who will the woman resent? Is it the cruel trick of fate, or the fickleness of her lover? It leaves one with endless speculation.
Zhao Yu flexibly adjusted his timbre according to the emotions and artistic conception of the song. In the verses, he used a softer and more delicate timbre, expressing the emotions in the lyrics in a gentle and quiet way, as if telling a secret that no one knows.
In the chorus and other parts where emotion needs to be emphasized, his timbre becomes richer and more powerful, conveying the deep emotions in the song through the thickness and strength of his voice, allowing listeners to deeply feel the emotional changes contained in the song.
His singing voice sometimes flows gently into the hearts of listeners like a babbling brook, and at other times it surges like a turbulent wave, impacting people's souls.
This unique singing style gives people a transcendent feeling. The audience is immersed in this wonderful musical world, and their emotions rise and fall with the rhythm of the song.
They seemed to follow Zhao Yu's singing into a story full of love, hate, and passion, feeling the protagonist's joys and sorrows, unable to leave the beautiful music for a long time.