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Published at 3rd of November 2021 10:16:43 AM


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After laughing wildly, Allen sat in his place again, but was extremely vigilant, raised his head and glared at Lan Li, "Nothing, right?"

The lingering appearance made Lan Li couldn't help but smile. He didn't speak, but raised his hands and made a gesture of surrender, which made Allen sit down, but his eyes were staring at Lan Li nervously. , This made Lan Li couldn't help but look to the side, making a frightened expression.

Allen was shocked immediately, and the whole person avoided to the other side, as if there was a monster where Lan Li's eyes fell. But then he realized that she had been teased by Lan Li again, laughed helplessly, and yelled, "Hey! You fellow!" Lan Li spread his hands and said innocently that he had done nothing.

Allen looked at the audience who was awkwardly laughing at the scene. He also felt ridiculous for a while, and laughed again. "Recently there was a video on the tubing that was very popular. I don't know if you have watched it..."

Allen started hosting the show again, but Lanly interrupted her aloud, "Wait, I thought we were still talking about my movie."

"No, you missed the opportunity." Allen shook his head without giving face. "Now I have decided to move on to the next topic. The movie is over." Then, regardless of Lan Li's stunned expression, he continued to introduce, "I saw a video on the tubing..."

The audience saw Lan Li's helpless expression, laughter one after another, so lively.

Allen also showed a big smile, unswervingly continuing the topic, "This video is about you. You have a short performance on the streets of the slums in Rio de Janeiro. Do you know about this?"

The smile on the corner of Lan Li's mouth did not fade, but he turned his head to look at Ellen, "No, I don’t know. I mean, the street performance is a fact, but I don’t know anyone filmed it and uploaded it to the tubing." "Lan Li narrowed his eyes slightly, "I'm not sure, is this my illusion, why I think people are recording videos everywhere, and then upload them to the Internet, sometimes, I even wonder if my agent deliberately arranged it. of."

In fact, this is also one of the most popular discussion topics on the Internet, and it is enduring. After the Golden Globes, there was another wave of anger.

"It's your illusion." Allen said categorically, making the audience laugh, "Tubing has tens of thousands of videos uploaded every day. You are not as special as you thought." After Allen finished speaking, he couldn't help but laugh. It was Lan Li, who was complained about, with a calm face, spread his hands, and accepted the fact-the women on the scene suddenly made a distressed sound of "Oh", followed by a burst of laughter.

"However, this video is very special. Let's take a look." Allen turned around, and the big screen started playing the video.

In the video, Lan Li is wearing a simple white T-shirt and light blue ripped jeans, standing on the street, leaning on the wall behind him, with a guitar hanging on his shoulders, bathed in golden sunlight. The dilapidated and colorful streets of Rio de Janeiro are mixed together, like a flowing feast, surging in the mint blue air, lazy, fresh, beautiful, and free.

The fingertips are lightly outlined and humming softly, the bright and transparent musical notes are like the tinkling of transparent spring water.

"The gravel between the toes is warm, and the gravel in the sleeping bag is cold. I began to realize that those memories are the best thing that a person has. The summer is scattered on the slender back, and the shore is so far away from home, through the cloth. A trail full of dust and pine cones."

The bright sun-wrapped musical notes gurgled as if nature whispered in the ears—the breeze blew through the pine trees, the waves beat the debris of the reef, the gravel fell through the fingers, and the seabirds fluttered their wings. The surging, the mist flowing in the tranquility of the mountains...

I couldn't help sketching a serene and magnificent picture in my mind, fainting in the clank of the guitar strings, people couldn't help closing their eyes, and the cool and moist green oxygen swirled in the chest.

Quietly, so quietly, the curvature of the corners of the mouth rose.

"We slept like puppies by the campfire, and when we woke up, we found ourselves in the mist, blooming in midsummer."

The streets of Rio de Janeiro have a summer's peculiar restlessness, but the light melody flows like a stream, bringing a trace of coolness. The summer that blooms like a flower bud is so wonderful that people just want to wander in it.

The alleys of the slums have a primitive roughness, without any modification, like a rampage like a beast, but the moving lyrics interpret this simple and sincere primitive, as if being in the ocean current, bathed in sunshine Below, touching the pulse of nature.

The brisk melody suddenly slowed down, and Lan Li put his fingers on the strings and sang a cappella, "We stand still, standing still like the stars on the treetops, so joyful and joyous, the warmth in our chest interprets Really, Old-Pine listens to my singing..."

The magnetic voice fluttered above the strings, like the wings of a butterfly, and like the morning mist, everything is so beautiful, so beautiful that people want to scream. Inadvertently, the faint warmth flows out like this, not irritating, not restless, not noisy, not turbulent, just flowing peacefully, but it makes people relax.

Lan Li raised his head and the singing stopped abruptly. The shallow smile was suddenly outlined, like the first morning light breaking through the shackles of the night, and like the first spring light that tore through the shackles of winter, over the dense and verdant pine forest. Wandering, he opened his lips and whispered softly, "Blessings this wonderful morning."

The video ends here. It is frozen on Lan Li's smile that illuminates the whole world, and the golden sunlight seems to have become a foil.

Beautiful, happy, warm.

This is everyone’s only feeling now. The video is very short, only less than 80 seconds, but the emotion flowing in the heart is very turbulent, like standing on the top of a mountain, watching the sea of ​​clouds surging under your feet, dense The woods of the country are looming in the thick fog, and the golden sunlight is shining down to outline the outline of the world. It is majestic, yet gentle as jade; fresh and natural, yet refreshing.

Unimaginable, unimaginable, the power of music is burst to the extreme in this one, so that people enter another world, a world like a fairyland.

"Good." This was Allen’s only thought. She took the lead in applauding, and all the audience clapped together. The applause grew louder and louder, and finally gathered together, accompanied by a whistle, not stingy. The words of compliment were sent, "Good, all this is really good." Allen kept repeating the same words.

For the first time, she found that her words were so pale. Those seemingly unremarkable lyrics are connected in series and turned into such a beautiful poem, fermented, entangled, and continuous in the melody.

Lan Li spread his hands with a smile and accepted the praise from the scene. This calm gesture made everyone more enthusiastic. The roaring sound lasted for nearly a minute before being stopped by Allen, "I can't use accurate To describe my feelings in words. Similarly, on YouTube, there are 30,000 people who hold the same idea as me. This video attracted 13 million views and 30,000 likes on the YouTube."

Applause, sounded again.

"Len Li, isn't this the first time you sang on the street?" Allen finally cut into the topic. "Before after the Emmy Awards ended, you also performed another song on the street, right?"

"Yes." Lan Li nodded and acknowledged, "This is on the streets of Rio de Janeiro. I was shooting'Speed ​​and Excitement/Emotion 5'..."

"Oh oh oh", the scream on the scene interrupted Lan Li's words again. He raised his head, nodded to the audience, and then continued, "That's a small market in a slum. Exchange. In the video just now, there is a booth next to him. Did you see the handsome guy with long hair? It's him. He is an excellent bracelet weaver. I found many interesting little things in his booth. Finally, he gave me a bracelet, and in exchange, I wrote this song to him."

The bracelet was finally given to Heather.

"Is this something you created temporarily on the spot?" Allen said in surprise, and the audience couldn't wait to booze again.

Lan Li laughed blankly and continued to explain, "Yes, this song is relatively simple, the chords are not too complicated, it's just a folk song. But I personally like the lyrics very much, describing a morning when I woke up in a pine forest. But. When I wake up, midsummer has already come to my feet."

Waves of roar and applause at the scene caused Lan Li's words to become fragmented, and he spent a lot of effort before he finished explaining.

"Wow, it's really beautiful. To be honest, I think it's like a poem." Allen's sigh was agreed by everyone, "So, does this song have a name?"

"'Old-Pine'."

"Just called "Old Pine Tree"?"

"Yes it is."

"Indeed, there is no more appropriate title than this." Allen nodded~www.novelhall.com~ If you record this song, remember to notify me and I will download it as soon as possible. "The scene cheered again." However, this is not the first time you have shown your talent in music. I mean not just street performances, but you released two singles last year, right? "

"Are you sure we want to start this topic?" Lan Li did not intend to talk in depth. Why would Andy allow this part of the topic to be mixed in? Didn’t it come today to promote "buried alive"? Doesn't it seem bad to confuse the topic like this? "I don't think Katie would want to hear me, a layman, discuss her profession here."

Katy Perry, this is Renly's shield.

But before Alan could answer, Katie's voice came backstage, "I don't mind." This immediately made Lan Li stunned, the audience began to scream, and then Lan Li followed Allen's gaze. Turning his head, where the band is behind him, you can see Katie poking her head out and saying seriously, "I mean it, I don't mind. I'm also curious, what is going on?"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh!" The atmosphere of the studio reached a real climax at this moment, even out of control.

Note: Old-Pine (Ben-Howard)




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