Wang Shu was already on the center of the stage, holding the microphone.
This time, he didn't need to play the accompaniment himself, because "I Am a Singer" had a professional accompaniment band.
"Do any of you know who this young man is?"
Backstage, the seven original guests looked at Wang Shu on stage and started discussing. Han Lei was the first to voice his question.
To Han Lei's question, the people around them all shook their heads. They didn't know Wang Shu and had no idea about this young man.
"Since he dares to challenge us, he must have some strength!"
Zhang Bichen said thoughtfully, resting his chin in his hand.
"He might have gotten in through the back door!"
Hua Cheng Yu, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke up.
The other six were slightly stunned and all looked at Hua Cheng Yu.
"Hua Hua, do you know him?"
Zhang Bichen asked with a curious look.
"Not very well, but in my opinion, his strength is really average."
Hua Cheng Yu said with feigned indifference. In his opinion, Wang Shu's songs were basically trash.
"Average strength? But I feel like he has a strong presence!"
After hearing Hua Cheng Yu's words, Deng Xiaoqi also expressed her thoughts. From Wang Shu's demeanor, she could vaguely feel that he should be a singer with real talent.
After all, if he had gotten in through the back door, he would definitely have found an opportunity to grab the spotlight.
But since Wang Shu arrived today, he had been sitting quietly in his seat the whole time, without any extra actions or words.
For someone like this, would you say he got in through the back door to get attention?
"We'll know if he has talent when we see his performance. I think this young man has a touch of spirit!"
After a long silence, Han Lei also expressed his opinion.
As the oldest and most experienced singer among them, Han Lei's words carried weight.
On stage, Wang Shu was still wearing the same simple attire.
Unlike before on "Weekly Good Voice," the short-sleeved shirt he wore this time was black.
As the lights fully illuminated, the accompaniment team also entered working mode.
Soon, the sound of traditional instruments being struck began, followed by a melodious flute sound that echoed through the entire venue.
"Is it a folk song?"
"Listening to the melody, it doesn't seem like a folk rhythm!"
"You know, I kind of like this arrangement!"
When the singers backstage heard the prelude to the song, they started to speculate.
They were very concerned about Wang Shu's performance because Wang Shu was the challenger for this episode.
Once Wang Shu's ranking today entered the top four, it meant that one of the original guests would leave the stage today.
Being eliminated from this stage would undoubtedly be a huge blow to them, these already famous singers.
Therefore, they were very curious about how strong Wang Shu truly was.
"Does anyone know this song called 'Blue and White Porcelain'?"
"No, the title sounds a bit strange. What's there to write about blue and white porcelain?"
"Do you think it might be an original song?"
At this moment, the three professional consultants of "I Am a Singer" were also discussing among themselves.
Having spent many years in the music industry, they had long developed an ear for recognizing songs.
Basically, for any song they had heard, they could tell its name just by listening to the prelude.
However, none of the three of them had heard this song called "Blue and White Porcelain," so they all speculated whether it was an original song.
"Plain silk embroiders the blue and white strokes, with the ink from deep to light.
The peonies painted on the vase are just like your first adornment.
Lingering sandalwood scent drifts through the window, your thoughts I understand.
The brushwork on the rice paper stops here, leaving half."
On stage, Wang Shu held the microphone and sang the first few lines.
The already excellent lyrics, combined with Wang Shu's current voice, directly surprised the audience.
"Although I understand every word, I don't understand the meaning. But it's still good to listen to."
"The lyricism is too strong. Wasn't it written by a literary master?"
"This voice is great, I love it!"
Whether a song can become popular is often decided by the first few lines.
The beginning of the song "Blue and White Porcelain," whether in lyrics or composition, was excellent, and naturally captivated the audience judges.
Although these audience judges were not professional musicians, they were all enthusiasts with some research in music, so they could distinguish whether a song was excellent.
"The lyrics of this young man are truly amazing! So good!"
Backstage, when Han Lei finished listening to Wang Shu's opening lines, he couldn't help but exclaim inwardly.
"I told you he was strong! These lyrics sound beautiful!"
Deng Xiaoqi said happily at this moment.
The others looked at each other, tacitly agreeing with Deng Xiaoqi's statement.
Only Hua Cheng Yu put earphones in his ears with a nonchalant expression and played on his phone.
He didn't want to hear Wang Shu's voice. He had originally thought that Wang Shu was already dead, but he didn't expect him to participate in this show.
Just a few days ago, he was Wang Shu's mentor, and now he was competing on the same stage. The more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he felt.
On stage, Wang Shu continued to perform steadily, sincerely singing the song he had played countless times to the audience.
"The ink wash painting of ladies with glazed glaze, the charm is privately hidden.
And your gentle smile is like a bud about to bloom.
Your beauty drifts away,
To a place I cannot go."
As the second verse ended, the song entered its climax, and images began to appear in the audience's minds.
"I really love this style! I feel like I've traveled back to ancient times!"
"Blue and white porcelain. For the first time, I feel that porcelain is so charming!"
"She is not mentioned anywhere, but he is everywhere. It's written about blue and white porcelain, but it's waiting for the one you love!"
Some of the older audience judges' eyes were already moist, as they could feel a description of their beloved from this song.
They even directly compared their beloved to blue and white porcelain. Of the eighty thousand words in the world, only the word "love" moves people's hearts.
This song reminded them of those bygone years.
The younger audience judges, however, listened even more intently. They really liked this kind of ancient-style lyrics.
"Sky blue waits for the misty rain, and I wait for you.
The cooking smoke rises, separating the river by thousands of miles.
On the bottom of the vase, write in clerical script, imitating the elegance of the former dynasty.
Consider it a foreshadowing for meeting you."
As the chorus was sung, the entire audience got goosebumps.
"What a perfect line, 'Sky blue waits for the misty rain, and I wait for you'! It's written so beautifully!"
Gao Dajin, a professional consultant, couldn't help but exclaim. This was the best lyric he had heard today!