Chapter 137: In The Mundane, A Flicker Of Eternity
Who is on the competition stage?
Meng Han was greatly shocked after listening to Qi Yuan’s song. Laymen watch the excitement, experts watch the technique; his professional instinct first captured the astonishing technical completion of this song.
When the fit between the lyrics text and the melody unfolded, he felt an even deeper shock.
The analogy of moss and mortal imagery in the lyrics echoes back and forth, and the fusion of classical and modern in the melody is also good.
The music does not stay at the level of emotional venting, but achieves reconciliation at a higher dimension; ordinary is not expressed through complaining but through transcendence.
The only flaw in this song is that it is relatively plain; compared to on the stage, it is more suitable for slowly savoring in headphones.
But even this flaw was filled by Qi Yuan through the hands of a civilian; a suona fits the song’s theme, also fills the stage atmosphere, and extends the emotion.
Qi Yuan’s singing and emotional expression were also done quite well; from Meng Han’s angle, this is an invincible song…
It’s not that it is so excellent that it can’t be beaten, but no matter how you win, you can’t win undisputed.
Just like radishes and greens, some people like the former, and there will definitely be people who like the latter.
“Even if Ordinary” has reached this level; even if Brother Yu’s next song performs even better, there will always be people who think “Even if Ordinary” is the winner.
It sounds a bit cheeky, but art is like that; it has strong subjective color, and the more top-tier the works, the harder they are to compare.
Meng Han sighed; facing this level of performance, even if Brother Yu’s next song is better, it can’t kill the competition.
Encountering a big shot’s posthumous work, the song is comprehensively strong like a monster, full power invincible…
Actually, Yu Wei doesn’t have much desire to win; it’s good to win, but losing this competition seems to have no loss.
What’s more, he is still one against two; if counting Qi Yuan’s grandmother’s special training help, it’s one against three, and losing is still acceptable.
If he loses, at most he will be mocked face-to-face by Qi Yuan’s fans…
It seems he still has to strive to win.
Winning or losing can’t be forced; just do his best. Qi Yuan has gone full power, so he definitely can’t drop the chain.
First deliver a wonderful performance, and talk about the rest later.
In the lingering sound of the suona, Qi Yuan’s performance entered its finale; immediately, thunderous applause erupted fiercely and lasted endlessly.
His performance today was indeed impeccable; even if Wei Yu came, it would be at least 9.5 or above. Yu Wei did not stint on his applause; this is an opponent worthy of respect.
Qi Yuan put down the guitar, stood up, and bowed deeply to the audience below, but the audience’s affirmation of him did not last long; it was soon interrupted by several screams.
Fans couldn’t scream before the performance started; now that they scream, there should be no problem, right?
The screams of the few even carried a bit of vengeful psychology: look, Qi Yuan’s performance is simply giving them a boost.
Although it seriously affects the on-site atmosphere, just as they thought, screaming at the end of the performance is indeed no problem; the staff can’t intervene, after all, Qi Yuan’s performance just now was indeed wonderful.
Fan circle fans really enjoy the vanity brought by their idol, not to mention this level of performance; this is the confidence Qi Yuan gives them!
Roadside audience although annoyed but helpless; excellent performances deserve flowers and applause, just a bit too…
It can only be said that Qi Yuan has talent and is diligent enough; it wasn’t obvious during the idol period, but now, his fan circle fans are absolutely an obstacle on his path forward.
Qi Luo An and Shen Yutong in the audience seats both frowned together; did they buy tickets to suffer this?
No one hopes Yu Wei wins more than Qi Luo An; she knows too well her older brother’s group of silly bird fans. If Yu Wei really loses, they will definitely crazily trample and mock him face-to-face.
They have been holding back for so long waiting for this day; they can lose ten thousand times, but if they win once, they will scream…
Damn, Yu Wei, fight on!
Although she also knows that it’s hard to win today; just as Shen Yutong said, only between top-tier literature works is there the saying of no first in literature.
No first in literature is a realm; Old Deng’s this song is obviously top-tier enough, winning undisputed is basically impossible.
Until they quieted down, Yu Wei and Liu Wang stepped onto the stage to start preparing.
Yu Wei had seen this spectacle at the concert; it can only be said to be accustomed, boy group and idol concerts, whoever goes knows.
The on-site gradually quieted down, the stage lights slowly focused, Yu Wei and Driver Liu Wang stood in the center of the stage, and began their finale performance.
This time Yu Wei is not providing support; it’s a tough battle, he doesn’t dare to mess around. Liu Wang doesn’t have much singing skill, but his voice is very steady, very suitable for the harmony of this song.
The prelude of “The Ordinary Road” gently rang out, Yu Wei’s fingers plucked clear yet slightly sad notes on the guitar strings.
As expected, Yu Wei’s this is another new song, and the auditory perception is very good; it seems today is really an immortal fight.
According to the rehearsal arrangement, Yu Wei should open his mouth to sing the first line, but he slightly turned sideways and nodded to Liu Wang, an on-the-spot change.
His voice is relatively low and deep, opening can quickly differentiate from Qi Yuan’s previous singing, so the audience won’t carry the emotion of the previous song to listen to this one.
Liu Wang understood Yu Wei’s intention, took a deep breath and approached the microphone, starting to sing with a slightly low voice.
“Wandering on the road
Are you leaving? via via
Fragile and proud
That was once my appearance.”
Yu Wei’s little trick was very effective; Liu Wang’s obviously weathered voice matched this lyric with traces of years, instantly pulling the audience’s hearts back.
He did not rush to join in, but used his fingertips to outline extremely gentle arpeggios, with volume controlled just right.
“Boiling and uneasy
Where are you going? via via
Enigmatic and silent
Are you really listening to the story.”
Yu Wei’s timbre is originally relatively clear, but at this moment, he deliberately darkened his voice line, making it warm and inclusive.
This song needs a slightly hoarse and vulnerable sense of narration.
If the first line was to help the audience collect their thoughts, then this second line is to help the audience immerse; the questioning lyrics successfully made everyone fall into silence.
Yu Wei brought a natural narrative sense, instantly pulling the audience into an atmosphere of a story that needs quiet listening.
Perhaps this is the talent of being an author…
Even Qi Yuan who had just sat down was no exception; after all, he preconceived that Yu Wei’s song theme is ordinary, so he subconsciously wonders about the so-called story.
The song entered the brief interlude before the first chorus, and everyone instantly realized: key point, the big explosion is coming.
Even the cameraman beside the stage knew the song was about to explode, subconsciously moving forward two steps.
“I once crossed mountains and seas
Also through crowds of people
Everything I once owned
In the blink of an eye scattered like smoke.”
Yu Wei sang this iconic lyric, his voice adding certainty and strength; Liu Wang’s low voice line also added maturity to it.
This song is undoubtedly a portrayal of his life; Liu Wang drove 3 million kilometers in ten years, traversing northwest deserts and Jiangnan Misty Rain; this is not yearning for freedom, but pioneering for destiny…
He gripped the steering wheel to support the family’s livelihood, yet boiled family affection into the fading lights in the rearview mirror.
Separation and waiting made his “scattered like smoke in the blink of an eye” very flavorful; even young audience without great ups and downs can be brought into the atmosphere.
Older audience need not mention; schooling, employment, making money… they with repeated setbacks, every word and sentence in the lyrics struck everyone’s hearts.
At such places they definitely won’t cry, just inevitably hold their breath, then exhale a long breath, as if this can relieve their own pressure.
Yu Wei’s narrative-filled voice seemed to penetrate time and space, successfully making Qi Yuan who had just immersed in the story fall into silence.
He once thought he could easily cross mountains and seas, yet lost direction in reality’s crowds of people.
He recalled the countless nights he endured, those ambitions once thought to change the world, now like scattered smoke, ungraspable, unleaveable.
Qi Yuan’s nose felt sour; similarly singing ordinary, but Yu Wei’s song has special attack on the disappointed…
He closed his eyes, letting the music envelop him, as if every note was dialoguing with him, telling him that loss is not shameful, confusion is life’s norm.
“I once lost and disappointed
Lost all direction
Until seeing ordinary
Is the only answer.”
Yu Wei and Liu Wang were both very invested; their voices in the first half carried a bewildered helpless atmosphere, making people feel immersed.
The latter sentence directly hits the theme; on this ordinary road, they are not alone.
The so-called answer is not surrender, but a relief; accepting ordinary is not admitting mediocrity, but tranquility after a thousand sails pass.
This lyric is like a key, unexpectedly unlocking Qi Yuan’s heart knot; it felt like he heard not singing, but the monologue from his inner heart.
Perhaps he just can’t compare to people like Yu Wei, but those day-after-day efforts, negligible progress, are life’s most real appearance.
“When you are still fantasizing
Your tomorrow via via.”
Yu Wei’s singing voice was slightly lingering, like consolation from afar, or a sliver of light piercing the darkness, as if talking to himself across the air.
Thanks, but he no longer fantasizes.
Qi Yuan’s vision gradually blurred.
This time, he had already done well enough…
The reason “The Ordinary Road” moved Qi Yuan is not because of the perfect melody, but because this song sincerely tells his story: struggle, loss, confusion, and ultimate reconciliation with the ordinary self.
He decided to start over, no longer chasing illusory extraordinariness, but to solidly walk the road under his feet.
Because The Ordinary Road is the only path to the real answer.
Yes, no need to chase illusory extraordinariness.
This is also Meng Han’s view; Qi Yuan’s song theme is even if ordinary, strive for extraordinariness, but this “The Ordinary Road” is another viewpoint.
From this angle, although both themes are ordinary, Yu Wei’s song is completely opposite to Qi Yuan’s work.
One unwilling to be ordinary, one accepting ordinary; they are two attitudes toward life, no right or wrong.
But if Meng Han chooses, he would pick the latter; many things are not solved by unwillingness, facing them calmly is life’s norm.
At least in his view, Yu Wei’s song has a higher intent; ordinary is not failure, but the answer.
But just as Meng Han thought at the beginning, these two songs are hard to distinguish superior; there will definitely be people unwilling to accept their own ordinary, preferring to be Don Quixote charging at windmills…
People who like Qi Yuan’s song definitely won’t admit this song lost; after all, it’s just a difference in intent.
This should be Brother Yu’s first encounter with such a tense competition since his rise…
Art exchange is like this, not to mention masters sparring; how can it easily kill the competition.
Meng Han sighed, suddenly hearing intermittent sobs.
He turned his head, only to find Qi Yuan beside him with his head deeply buried, hands tightly covering his face, shoulders uncontrollably trembling violently with sobs.
This sudden movement made the surrounding air somewhat frozen, soon attracting the audience’s cautious concerned gazes.
Buddy, cried?
The only complete victory method was found by Yu Wei.
The opponent is crying, who cares about this and that…
