It's a song.

Jiang Feng standing in the center of the stage.

The microphone was removed from the stand at this moment.

The lights around him were dim.

The whole person is in the darkness of the night.

The next second.

He spoke.

"Behind this song "Silk Play", there is a poignant and moving story, and I would like to share it with you below.

Jiang Feng's sudden opening broke the silence of the scene.

A band teacher with a wealth of experience.

A soft melody is also played at this moment.

And everyone at the scene, after hearing Jiang Feng's words.

It was also with curiosity that he quietly watched Jiang Feng.

People are curious most of the time.

They all wanted to know at the moment.

What kind of story can Jiang Feng create this song.

They were even a little skeptical that the reason why Jiang Feng was able to create so many beautiful songs again and again was because Jiang Feng knew more stories than them.

Could it be that the gap between them and Jiang Feng is just a little bit of a story?

Jiang Feng's voice sounded again, and the story officially began.

"In the darkness of one night.

An old man in rags, sheltering from the cold in a ruined temple.

This old man has no fixed place for his whole life and has been adrift all his life.

Only a delicate puppet accompanies you.

Outside, the sky was snowing heavily.

The old man plans to perform one last time.

He carried a delicate puppet and performed in front of a three-foot red cloth.

Under the manipulation of his hanging wire, the puppet looks forward to Shenfei, which is beautiful.

The show is over.

The old man hugged the puppet and was in a low mood.

Suddenly, the old man threw the puppet into the brazier and burned it to keep warm.

The firelight licked through the puppet, and he wore a beautiful dancing sleeve shirt.

It was set on fire with delicate bones carved from basswood.

Burn out a beep beep pop sound.

And yet the next moment.

The puppet suddenly moved, and rolled over.

became a woman with a peerless appearance.

Bow slowly to the old man.

Tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

She smiled and fell into the fire and vanished.

The fire was not extinguished until dawn.

The puppet used his body to warm the old man for a winter night.

The old man looked down and looked at his empty hands.

Crying and laughing: "It's really warm, and I finally have nothing left." "

The old man has only puppets as companions in his life.

There is only one puppet, the old man.

He brought life, and she was willing to die for the old man.

The love of a puppet is the most humble and the most sincere.

The puppet uses his life to warm the old man for a night.

As long as he can get rid of the cold, he has no regrets.

And the old man who lost the puppet sighed helplessly.

Looking back on the bits and pieces, who can live without whom?

The afterlife and this life are like nightmares, both real and illusory.

sigh: "Ten red places turn to ashes."

And so.

Light a fire and burn the house.

In the firelight, it is as if I have seen a puppet that has been with me for half my life.

Turned into a beautiful Jiao'e and walked slowly.

And I feel like I'm back in the years of my establishment.

The two of them walked into the blue sky with this wisp of purple smoke.

。。。。。。 Jiang

Feng's story is finished.

Unconsciously.

The eyes of all the audience present were already moistened.

None of them thought of it.

Behind this song "Silk Play", there is such a poignant and moving story.

And Jiang Feng.

actually turned into a puppet and interpreted this love story.

From the perspective of a puppet, he weeps about her humble and pure love.

He brought the puppet to life.

His seductive eyes.

The puppet's ultimate love for the owner is vividly displayed.

And his gentle play.

It's simply a moment for all listeners to hear.

I just want to kneel.

Even if it wasn't the first time they had heard Jiang Feng's play.

But every time I heard Jiang Feng's play, I didn't have any resistance at all.

That drama is simply the only one in the world.

For them.

It's simply the best sound in the world.

。。。。。。

Liu Zhi, who was sitting in the middle of the judges' seat, looked at Jiang Feng on the stage with an excited expression on his face at this time.

At the end of the last round of the game, Jiang Feng got a terrifying astonishing number of 9,962 votes.

He has been looking forward to Jiang Feng's next stage singing.

He was eager to know.

What kind of performance will Jiang Feng have next time.

He wanted to know.

Does Jiang Feng have any limits in terms of creation, and where are his limits?

He wondered.

Can Jiang Feng still bring miracles?

even.

He was looking forward to seeing Jiang Feng encounter a creative bottleneck and Jiang Lang was exhausted.

After all, this is a problem that a normal music creator would encounter.

But.

Jiang Feng's performance today.

It made him, the godfather-level figure in the entertainment industry, feel extremely shocked.

His whole body trembled.

That's why I'm so excited.

Of course, it's not because of how beautiful Jiang Feng's women's clothes are.

It's because.

Jiang Feng's silk play, the inspiration actually came from such a poignant story.

Behind "Silk Play", there are such a long history and legends!

When the music sounded, he was immediately knocked down, and a sadness swelled in his heart that he could not understand and could not understand, and that he had been forgotten and abandoned.

Some people say that a smart person not only knows when he can play, but also knows when he can leave, and the time of exit determines whether you look at everyone's back or everyone looks at your back.

There are also people who say: The stage of life is also impermanent, maybe when it is your turn to play, the rules change, and such a life may only leave an exit.

For the puppeteer who "has been blown by the wind on silk all his life", is it him, his puppet, or even a silk show that plays the stage

? Is it the puppet, the puppeteer, or their fate?

Who is the joy and sorrow of the clutch encounter?

Under the finger of the orchid, whether you wake up or

dream, life is short, but Nan Ke has a dream;

on the three-foot platform, night and day, the stars and the moon are turning, nothing more than red dust like water.

When the prosperity ends, it is lonely.

Just like a puppeteer, if there is no deep love, how can it be lonely

? Without obsession, how can it be miserable?

"When you lead me to dance like flying, you lead me to understand how to advance and retreat", this is in sync.

"If you are wrong, I will not be right, and if you are ignorant, I will be ignorant", this is the same love and righteousness.

"I have never withered when you are dry, and I dare not get tired if you are tired", this is heart-to-heart.

And the puppet burned out its body, thinking about "warming you a thousand years old".

The so-called ultimate love is - with my remnant body, warm you for the rest of your years!

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