An ordinary hat and sportswear are a bit rustic. On such a stage that shows off its splendor, Yang Yichen's outfit is somewhat beyond everyone's expectations.

He held the guitar in his hand and played it gently. The band cooperated with his playing. A beam of light hit him alone, revealing such a deep feeling. The atmosphere just now seemed to be interrupted suddenly, and he felt that the idea of ​​being excited was cut off. But soon, everyone's eyes were placed on the big screen from time to time.

"For those who have dreams, for those who are about to bury their dreams..."

"I still remember the spring many years ago, when I hadn't cut my long hair yet..."

Many hardcore fans and some musical depths can be heard by people. Today, Yang Yichen's live version is more hoarse than the online video, and brings a stronger sense of vicissitudes. By the time of high notes, they have begun to tear through the sky. The hoarse voice exudes a strong sense of loneliness, which is more infectious than the version on the Internet. There are some fans who have always been very calm on the scene. Many of them come to Yang Yichen's voice that can touch people. Whether it is the simplicity of the lyrics or the emotions revealed in the singing, it will drive emotions and make many people's eyes moist.

Yang Yichen used practical actions to tell all those who were worried that the warm atmosphere would be destroyed. I don’t need gorgeous dances or stages. I can just use singing to drive your emotions.

Take off the coat, revealing the white cotton vest inside, the hat is reversed, and the sweatpants are the kind of snap buttons on both sides and pulling them off, revealing the breeches and short boots inside. The feeling of the whole person has undergone a huge reversal in five seconds, especially when the muscles on his arms and shoulders appear on the big screen, the little girls on the scene went crazy. The picture on the TV can be made strong by technology and some means, but the scene really needs to be restored in a real way. There is, there is, there is, whether it is, or not.

He hung the guitar on his chest again. This time he quoted the status of Liang Bo, the champion of the later generations, and sang a song "Private-Ben" in his style. The band began to interact with him and first developed a guitar technique. After several months of recovery and more than a year of practice, Yang Yichen's current instrumental technique has entered the room. In the words of professionals, there is no problem dealing with any public performance occasion.

"Dedicate purity to the glorious city behind us, and we pay the price for this beautiful dream..."

When everyone heard him open his voice, a signal suddenly arose in their hearts. Another new song was made, and he was not stingy at all. He took out a new song at the concert.

The sound was about to be broken. Yang Yichen felt that the emotions driven by the previous song had reached. The hoarse feeling of the sound had reached perfect state. He could control the equipment on the scene and make a sound that made the entire venue boil. At this point, he no longer considered the sound issue and focused on singing. In the end, he shouted ten consecutively, and each sound was about to be broken. It was heartbreaking. He wanted to continue listening. He felt that the sound sounded too satisfying. It was a rock style that wanted to tear the whole music apart.

The scene was boiling again, this time the applause lasted for a long time, no longer because Yang Yichen was handsome and cool, but was simply conquered by his voice. Many people were worried that there would be problems with his voice. As a result, he put on a very hip-hop coat, put on a hat from backwards to side, took off his guitar, and held the microphone, and his whole body changed a little.

"The next song is for friends from Treasure Island."

Yang Yichen showed off a rap rap, but many people didn't understand it. He just thought he was good at it. He swung his body with the rhythm of the movement of music until the end of the rap part, a short lyrics appeared, and the scene suddenly burst into laughter. He felt that such interaction was more distinctive than the kind of singing together. He could turn the interaction into a song, and he was worthy of being a musical talent.

"I love Taiwan-sister, Taiwan-sister, Taiwan-sister, to me, what is Lin Zhiling!"

"I love Taiwan-sister, Taiwan-sister, Taiwan-sister, to me, what is Hou Peicen!"

The professional photographers on the scene also cooperated very well. The big screen was divided into two directly, locking two of the two most popular female artists in Baodao, Lin Zhiling and Hou Peicen. At the same time, the lights were also projected to the two of them separately. The two were not far apart. Yang Yichen jumped to the front of the VIP area for the first time while singing this section. At this distance, he could see all the good friends who came to support him in the audience.

If the singer has a stiff body, the picture will definitely not feel good. Yang Yichen's dance skills have been recognized professionally. It is not difficult to match the rhythm of the body to match the rhythm. When the two of them were singing, they were accompanied by his fingers and singing with Lin Zhiling in their mouths. The lights on the scene also hit, making the two of them unprepared at all, and the most realistic state was presented to everyone.

When the second time, the audience would shout together. Yang Yichen actually felt that the best state should be for everyone to move together. Just like when the song was originally at the Golden Melody Awards, when Hou Peicen came to play the resident singing in the hall, the artists in the first row stood up and danced with the rhythm of the music. He knew in his heart that although there were friends in front of him, to be honest, most of them were big names, and he did not have the appeal, which could make them fully worthy of being happy with him. However, even so, the atmosphere on the scene was enough.

Secretly, under Yang Yichen's pre-arranged situation, a staff member secretly delivered the microphone to Hou Peicen and Lin Zhiling. When he sang this section for the third time, the two understood and directly suppressed him with their voices: "What is Yang Yichen!"

The scene was very lively. After singing this song, Yang Yichen returned to this area and began to interact with the guests present to please the audience.

"Wow, there are so many people coming today, I won't thank you one by one. Don't leave tonight for lunch, I'll treat you to me. I have spent so much money. If I don't say that, would you say that I'm not meant to be stingy enough?"

Before coming, many artists did not expect Yang Yichen's concert to be so lively. They thought he would sing quietly and the fans sang and interacted with each other. After all, his songs were either Chinese style or love songs. Unexpectedly, the first half of the interaction was so lively. The whole venue was now hot and the temperature was high. Many viewers stood up directly. Behind them, they could already hear fans shouting loudly. This was just the first half. Judging from this, today it would be very lively. Everyone relaxed because of the interaction between Lin Zhiling and Hou Peicen. They almost worked with Yang Yichen, and they all saw his performance at the Golden Horse Awards. They were mentally prepared to be taken out by him as an interactive tool for the concert. Thinking of this, they decided to take action first. Anyway, they were holding the microphone, and all the rhythm was in his hands. If they didn't take the opportunity to find some cheaper, they might be able to do it later.

"yes!"

Among them, the female artist had the greatest voice. Yang Yichen had to scratch his head on the stage, turn around and say to the stage, "Bozai, I'm sorry, you have to spend some money today. Who told me that you lost today's midnight snack? Everyone goes, go, okay?"

"Okay!" The voices of 20,000 people at the scene were heard. Bo Zai was watching from the side of the stage, and the lights and cameras also caught up with him. He was also very good at acting. He rolled his eyes and lay on the ground, causing laughter on the scene.

"This is a loser. Isn't it just a cup of stockings, milk tea and egg tart for each person? As for it? Zhao Wei, what are you waiting for? Haven't you seen someone sending a towel to your hands? Are you not my girlfriend? You are not on stage yet to come to wipe my sweat."

He started to tease the media and Zhao Wei directly. The staff at the scene had already received instructions. When Yang Yichen interacted, not only should the camera keep up, but the lights also had to find the right position and cooperate with him at any time.

There was a sound of cheering at the scene. Zhao Wei pursed his lips and walked onto the stage with a towel. He wiped him with anger and smiled, and cooperated with his interaction. The audience was watching the excitement and was not afraid of big trouble. Even though he knew it was a scorching news, he also started cheering and kept kissing one, kissing one, kissing one...

Zhao Wei was also generous and leaned forward to kiss him hard on the cheek. He pinched his waist hard at the position that the camera could not capture, and gave him a blank look. Boy, he would not say hello to me in advance if I don’t give you face, wouldn’t you leave it here?

Zhao Wei walked down, and Yang Yichen held the microphone and spoke again: "There is also this benefit, big x, hurry up, I'm thirsty, how about sending me a bottle of water? Gao Yuanyuan, please help me get a Band-Aid, please? Zhao Nuxia's fingernail table was sharp just now..." As he said that, he also made a gesture to lift up his clothes and show his waist to everyone.

The audience was hilarious, and the camera didn't know where to lock it, so they could only pull away the point to the VIP area. Before the opening, a staff member specially transferred these artists to a single area. Some viewers who could buy VIP tickets did not want to be always taken by the camera, and there was no big objection to such a change.

"Kiss one, kiss one, kiss one..."

What is the water supply or the Band-Aid supply is just the interaction that came just now. Come up, the audience will definitely call for a kiss, and I will take advantage of it again.

There were also those who were quick to react in the audience, so Xiaogangpao directly instigated the two of them to come on stage to cooperate with Yang Yichen's interaction, so that he could master the microphone and tease everyone there.

Old Zeng and Mr. Ge, each holding a bouquet of flowers, walked up from the audience. At this time, the microphones of Hou Peicen and Lin Zhiling were useful below. Zhao Wei cooperated with the small steel cannon, and the two of them said together: "Kiss..."

Yang Yichen waved his hand and retreated repeatedly. The audience was crazy now. The audience burst into tears: "Kiss one, kiss one, kiss one..."
Chapter completed!