The accompaniment suddenly softened.
Chen Rong stood on the rising platform and was lifted onto the stage.
No one expected Chen Rong to make such a powerful opening statement!
With just one line of lyrics, the innocence of the previous children's song was shattered, and the perspective seemed to shift instantly from the child to the mother.
Moreover, the transition was incredibly smooth, not just in the singing, but also in the song's style, which shifted from a children's tune to a pop song at that moment.
Chen Rong had studied traditional opera since childhood and was now the youngest master-level figure in the Opera Association. Her vocal skills were beyond doubt, and her background in opera gave her profound achievements in emotional interpretation and stage presence.
"I know the stars at midnight sing,
On nights of longing for home, they sing along with me,
I know the gentle breeze of the afternoon sings,
The cicadas of childhood always sing along with the wind…"
Her voice was deep yet tender.
It was like a spring breeze, like a mother whispering softly in her child's ear.
The stage lights shifted to twinkling stars, illuminating the entire stage beautifully.
Chen Rong, holding the microphone, walked over to Su Xiaoling as she sang.
She reached out and took Su Xiaoling's small hand. The two stood quietly under the starry sky, like a real mother and daughter.
"When the hands hold prosperity,
The heart turns desolate,
Only then do you realize everything in the world can change,
When youth becomes mere diaries,
Black hair will turn white,
The only thing unchanging is that song,
Sung back and forth in the heart…"
Chen Rong's handling of the song was perfect. Beneath her mature skills lay a mother's affection for her daughter.
Looking back on her life, she was already middle-aged, and her daughter had grown into a graceful young woman. Life seemed like a series of wonderful transmissions, passing down a mother's expectations, blessings, and deep love for her child.
As she aged and her child grew, a mother's thoughts became simpler.
Her child became everything in her life. Watching them go through the same ages she once experienced, they seemed to see their former selves.
And that song, deep in memory.
As the accompaniment gradually intensified.
The built-up emotions erupted at this moment!
"Ah… Ah…
Night after night, I recall Mother's words,
Shining tearful eyes, Hydrangea…
Ah… Ah…
Night after night, I recall Mother's words,
Shining tearful eyes…"
The outburst was seamless, without any drag.
Chen Rong sang the children's song, her mature voice completely different from Su Xiaoling's ethereal and innocent tone before.
It was the mark of time, the emotion of looking back at the past!
"Chen Rong is worthy of being a national treasure; her first note brought me to tears!"
"Su Xiaoling's child voice and Chen Rong's mature timbre, the contrast between the two levels is amazing. I don't want to praise Ting Yu anymore, but his arrangement of this song is simply incredible!"
"Master of emotions! Ting Yu is truly a master of emotions!"
"Indeed, the greatest strength of Ting Yu's songs is their emotion. The core emotion of every song is impeccably brilliant!"
"Yes, very good. I finally cried at the Spring Festival Gala again this year!"
"I remember the last time I teared up at the Spring Festival Gala was last year, also a song by Ting Yu and Chen Rong!"
"You're all overlooking Su Xiaoling. She's so young and sings so well. She has a bright future!"
"With Brother Ting Yu around, it's hard for her not to soar…"
Many audience members in the venue were wiping away tears.
Especially the mothers, this song was like a direct hit to their hearts!
Chinese people express affection very subtly. As they get older, they express their love for their parents less and less.
As children, they always clamored for their mothers or fathers to hold them.
But as they grew up, no matter how deep their feelings for their parents, they were mostly hidden in their hearts.
The simple words "Mom, I love you" were very difficult for many to say. It wasn't that they didn't love their parents, but that this was how Chinese people had always been, generation after generation.
"Ah… Ah…
Night after night, I recall Mother's words,
Shining tearful eyes, Hydrangea…
Ah… Ah…
Night after night, I recall Mother's words,
Shining tearful eyes…"
In the last section, Chen Rong's mature voice and Su Xiaoling's innocent voice sang together. The two had completely different feelings, yet they sounded so harmonious.
Moreover, Chen Rong's voice had changed slightly from before, with a hint of a sob, making her emotions even more profound.
Even Su Yu, backstage, didn't know if this was her technique reaching its peak or her performance after being deeply moved.
Chen Rong's vocal skills had long since reached their peak, and in some aspects, Su Yu's master-level vocals were not as good as hers.
After years of relentless vocal practice, she was already a top-tier singer in the domestic entertainment industry, transcending the boundaries of technique and emotion. Her singing was natural, and she had her own unique understanding of how to interpret songs.
"Mother-in-law's strength is second to none, even on the world stage. It's a pity she doesn't pursue this field much," Su Yu admired Chen Rong's performance.
Chen Rong had no intention of developing internationally. She just wanted to sing opera well. Singing pop music was limited to singing a few of Su Yu's songs; she wouldn't sing any others.
Otherwise, if Chen Rong entered the Chinese music scene, the domestic entertainment industry would immediately have an invincible powerhouse singer!
"A deeply moving song. Let us thank Chen Rong and Su Xiaoling with the warmest applause for such a wonderful performance!"
Rumble!
The audience applauded enthusiastically.
The tradition of the Spring Festival Gala was to make you laugh first, and then make you cry.
But with too many forced emotional programs in the past, the audience had long been aesthetically fatigued, making the viewing experience very awkward.
Ting Yu's appearance had finally taken on the responsibility of making the audience cry during the New Year in the past two years. Last year's "Ru Yuan" and this year's "Hydrangea" were both major tear-jerking events!
Shuangqing City.
Second Aunt was already in tears in front of the television.
Some were moved by the song, while others were proud that their daughter was performing on the Spring Festival Gala.
Most parents had simple wishes: one, for their children to grow up safely and happily, and the other, for their children to be more outstanding than their peers.
Although Su Xiaoling's academic performance was not very good, she was already a leader in singing among her peers.
"This child Xiaoling has a lot of spirit in her singing. With Xiao Yu guiding her, she'll be incredible in the music industry!" Zhang Guizhi was also a little moved.
"Perhaps in the future, Xiao Ling'er, like her brother, can become a global superstar!" Aunt also nodded in agreement.
"All of this is thanks to Xiao Yu. Without him, we wouldn't be where we are today." Although Second Uncle was usually a man of few words, he knew that everyone was happily gathered to celebrate the New Year because of Su Yu. He was a grateful person.
The other relatives also nodded.
They were all sincerely grateful to Su Yu.