For most young singers, they have never seen a live performance by the older generation of top singers like Zhang Juncheng. Even the young generation of outstanding players like He Xiao have only witnessed it once by chance at the Huading Awards Ceremony.

Therefore, in the face of the open and secret struggle between Jeon Hyo-in and Zhang Juncheng, most of the people present were very excited, and the long spears and short cannons in their hands had already been aimed at the stage.

On the small stage of the cafe, under the command of Jun Xiaoren, the accompaniment sounded not very abruptly, and the cycle gradually moved upwards little by little. The electric guitar on Jun Xiaoren's shoulder was also plucked heavily at this time, and the sound strings were like long swords unsheathed, echoing and long sounding in the sky.

Then, drums, bass and other instruments erupted together, like a volcano ready to go, and the dynamic melody rushed into the sky.

It has to be said that as the godfather of rock music, no one can surprisingly influence his ability to arrange rock music. With just a few notes, the charm of rock music is undoubtedly displayed!

This is a skill that is difficult for others to learn, and it is inseparable from talent, experience, and control over music rhythm.

"Wake up the other me in my heart."

"The faint light is about to go out."

"Wake me up and open your eyes."

"Yes, wake me up!"

In the passionate prelude, Jeon Hyo-in sang in his mother tongue.

Although he was like Li Shengxin, few people could understand what he sang, but the effect was different.

Whether it is the rhythm or melody of the music, it is much higher than that of Li Shengxin!

"I really didn't expect that Jeon Hyo-in, who hasn't performed on stage for several years, is still not as good as his level. His level seems to be much worse than when he was young, right?"

Many singers present were attracted by Jun Xiaoren's performance. Even Long Yelin, a king-level figure in the Chinese music scene, reacted the same way and couldn't help but be amazed.

He Xiao, who was sitting in the audience to rest, also frowned slightly, and compared with his musical level to Jun Xiaoren, he was so serious that he had to sigh in his heart that Jun Xiaoren's strength was above him.

This is a very terrifying thing. You should know that He Xiao has almost reached the peak in the Chinese music scene. There are very few people who can surpass him in terms of singing skills or song quality. Lin Yunkai is now far behind He Xiao.

It is no exaggeration to say that among the singers I met, He Xiao has never been afraid of anyone except for this cheap uncle Zhang Juncheng whom he picked up and Zhang Ya who is close to him.

Even Li Shengxin, who is known as the Korean God of Songs, He Xiao just crushed him with a song "Kiss Goodbye".

Now, after the godfather's attack, He Xiao felt the obvious gap for the first time.

"It turns out that there are people outside the world... The entertainment level in my world is not much worse than that of black mobile phones. How many old monsters in the music industry have not come out?"

Looking at Jun Xiaoren who was performing at the stage and Zhang Juncheng who was always staring calmly on the side of the stage, He Xiao couldn't help but sounded the alarm bell.

He realized that he was still not working hard enough. If he wanted to reach the pinnacle of the entertainment industry step by step and become famous at home and abroad, he had to defeat these predecessors one by one, otherwise how could he be qualified to enter the Global Performing Arts Hall of Fame?

If you want to top the Asian music scene and enter the international music scene, it is not enough to rely on Isabella's trophy.

Maybe he needs a bigger opportunity to be a springboard.

I thought silently that Jeon Hyo-in's performance on the stage was over. The steady typhoon, the orderly atmosphere, and the magical arrangement were all surprising. Where did this come from a 50-year-old old man, and he was clearly a charming uncle full of Korean style.

"Yaaa, Brother Juncheng, did my performance make you a little stunned? If you want to give up, it's OK now!"

Jun Xiaoren walked off the stage, and his sharp eyes glanced at Zhang Juncheng. The meaning of challenge was self-evident.

As a godfather of a generation, he would have to do nothing. Once he took action, he would have to achieve his goal and produce results. He was destined to decide the winner and lose and reshuffle the current situation in the Asian music scene.

"Old Zhang!"

Many singers in the Chinese music scene were panicked. Even the big brother in the mainland, Xie Yan, who is a national team-level singer, expressed deep concerns at this time. The Chinese music scene has just stabilized and it is difficult for him to withstand the twists and turns.

Zhang Juncheng was still smiling lightly. He stood up, 1.8 meters tall and pressed against Quan Xiaoren like a mountain. He looked down at this old opponent who was young and chasing the peak glory of the Asian music scene with him. Suddenly, a strong sense of confidence and aura burst out, and said:

"Jun Xiaoren, you defeated me at the Asian Music Festival twenty years ago. I won all the awards for best lyrics, composition, and singers. Do you think you can get the venue back today?"

A long-closed past was told, and the scene was in an uproar, and Quan Xiaoren's expression also became a little darker.

The Asian Music Festival is a very influential event in He Xiao’s world. It is jointly organized by several well-known Asian awards. It is held every six years. Each session is a gathering of heroes and is competing for the highest honor in the music field.

Twenty years ago, Zhang Juncheng, who reached the top of the Hong Kong music scene, nominated the festival's three most valuable awards together with Jeon Xiaoren, who has not yet become a godfather, and a well-known Japanese love singer, Kohei Hashima.

The final result is self-evident. Zhang Juncheng won three grand prizes directly with an album released that year, and stood out among many nominees. That was the most glorious moment in Asia for the entire Chinese music scene.

It was also at that time that Hong Kong media regarded him as the God of Songs, and then the title gradually spread and has been used to this day. When it comes to the God of Songs, almost everyone thinks of Zhang Juncheng.

When the past was brought up, Jeon Hyo-in was obviously a little excited. He snorted, ignored Zhang Juncheng anymore, and just waited for his performance.

If you are strong, you must have real skills.

"Teacher, I'm finally going to hear your singing again. Come on, let me see how good you have in the past."

Zhang Juncheng opened his voice, which was undoubtedly exciting. Chiyoya Tani's eyes burst into light and murmured in his heart.

The countless media present also had green eyes and pointed the camera in their hands at the stage.

After Zhang Juncheng stood in the center of the stage, the scene became quiet and the sound was almost inaudible. This was the minimum respect for a generation of singers.

The lights around were dimming one after another at this time, and melodious melodies sounded. It was a very simple song, not as fancy as the music today.

Everyone at the scene seemed to calm down at this moment, which was a completely different reaction from listening to Jeon Hyo-in's performance.

He Xiao listened to the long and gentle prelude, a hint of familiarity arose in his heart, and his eyes were fixed on the stage without blinking.

Above, the God of Song looked into the distance with clear eyes, holding the microphone in his hand and gently swaying with the melody. In about thirty seconds, he finally spoke and sang the first lyrics.

"Let the cold wind blow gently to the sunset."

"I'm used to thinking about her every cold night."

"She can understand at this moment when she is far away."

"This love is in my heart, and I've always been concerned about it."

As soon as Zhang Juncheng spoke, the scene was suffocated.

What kind of sound is this?

The sound of nature is like this!

The calm breath, sad singing style, fluent and standard Cantonese pronunciation, almost every word and sentence are hitting the hearts of everyone.

"Teacher..." Chiyoya Yi's breathing began to increase unconsciously. Her eyes were filled with indescribable light, staring at the figure on the stage with infinite light at this time.

He Xiao was shocked more than anyone else at this time, because he had already heard the origin of this song, which was the classic work of the God of Songs in parallel time and space, "The Distant Her"!

He Xiao felt familiar when the melody of this song started. When Zhang Juncheng spoke, he immediately confirmed his thoughts, which was the classic and sang unfavorable song on the black phone.

But the difference is that Zhang Juncheng sang this song slightly deviated from the one in Zhang Geshen on the black phone, and the lyrics changed, such as the first sentence "Let the evening breeze gently blow the fallen clouds", which turned into "Let the cold breeze gently blow the sunset glows".

The melody and singing style have also changed slightly, but despite this, it has reached at least 80% similarity.

He Xiao didn't know what the principle is. It must be the similarity between parallel worlds. After all, the so-called parallel world is just copied based on a certain side. The two never intersect. They each have their own culture, customs and customs, but in some aspects, they are extremely similar.

"She is far away, she can't go home again."

"I'm always the only one with her in my heart."

"She is far away, you can tell the concern in my heart."

"The enthusiasm has not changed, no matter how vicissitudes of life have changed."

"Hahaha~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

The song has reached its most emotional part, and all the instruments burst out together to weave this heavenly note that belongs to them.

Zhang Juncheng's high notes are also handled in a very delicate way, even if they are younger, they are not inferior to those when they were young. There is no key at all, and there is no sign of the situation where the body cannot withstand it. It is so easy that it is scary.

Many singers at the scene were amazed that it was rare to be able to sing this level at the age of fifty-seven, because they are not young anymore. Now they are singing songs from their youth, and they have obviously felt the difficulty, the high notes cannot keep up and the low notes cannot come down. This is a common problem.

"This old guy actually deceived us too! I'm really worried about him for nothing!" Lin Yunkai looked angry, but at the same time he was also grateful.

When He Xiao saw Lao Lin's appearance, he was a little amused and crying. Xiao Wangnian said very seriously: "Senior Lin, it is normal for you to not sing. After all, your body is here, but you can't think that Senior Zhang is not good either. He has a well-proportioned figure. He usually pays attention to exercise and his breath is stable!"

"Go ahead!" Lin Yunkai saw someone making fun of his figure, and his beard suddenly became angry, especially Xiao Wangnian was still serious and could not tell the meaning of making fun of him at all, which was even more severe.

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On the other side.

As Zhang Juncheng took the stage and proved himself with his strength, everyone already understood that this former singer god was still not at the time of retirement.

"Zhang Ge's magic sword is not old!"

“His control over music is so puzzling.”

"It's unbelievable that he is fifty-seven years old this year. How many years can he protect the Chinese music scene?"

"Maybe... until the person who succeeds him appears."

Shocking sounds sounded one after another in the corner building of the cafe. Almost everyone was amazed by Zhang Juncheng's self-provement this time, and singers of other nationalities also reflected differently.

For example, the Indian King of Singers did not speak because he had always been very unpalatable to the Asian market. His focus was on the European and American music scenes, while Chiyoya I had a completely different reaction. Her eyes were useless and sad as she imagined, but rather a kind of gratitude and happiness. It seemed that Zhang Juncheng's level was still a good thing.

Or to be more clear, Zhang Juncheng is her goal and motivation to move forward. Before Zhang Juncheng falls, she will work harder to cultivate her talent in music.

Li Shengxin was stunned. He was one round smaller than Zhang Juncheng. He was only over thirty this year, but Zhang Juncheng was almost sixty, so he had never heard of Zhang Juncheng's scene.

At this time, the other party spoke, and the words came to his ears. Only then did he realize how naive he was. It would be no exaggeration to say that the scene of a generation of singers was better than CD.

In addition, the song "The Distant Her" is a classic among classics. Although it has only appeared for the first time in this world, it has been tested by the market for decades in the parallel world in the black mobile phone. It is like "Kissing Goodbye", one of the few proud works of the God of Songs.

In that world, the original song of "The Distant Her" was "Romantic Railway" released by Shinji Tanimura in 1985. The original lyrics express the author wandering alone on the platform of an unknown railway station. Looking at the flying snow, the thoughts triggered by the left and right sides of the railway have nothing to do with love. The Cantonese version is written by Hong Kong lyricist Pan Yuanliang. Under Jacky Cheung's infectious voice, it interprets a different flavor, giving the song a sad love story and a new soul.

This song has won the Golden Song Award for Top Ten Golden Songs in Xiangjiang and has been circulating in the Chinese music scene for decades and has lasted forever.

The media reporters from all over the world were already shocked.

Today's birthday party is definitely unique. He Xiao sang a song "Kiss Goodbye" and Zhang Juncheng sang a song "Far Away Her", which are all classic works, and domineeringly proved the strength of the Chinese music scene to the world.
Chapter completed!