togophonebook Chapter 53 The whole internet is shocked: Is this what they call "just humming"?
Chapter 53 The whole internet is shocked: Is this what they call "just humming"?
Before the tear could fall, the silence was shattered by a rough roar.
"Awesome!!!"
Chen Kai sprang up from the judges' seat like a firecracker whose tail had been stepped on. This veteran rocker, who had dominated the music scene for twenty years, completely disregarded his facial expressions. His face turned bright red, and he raised his hands above his head, clapping wildly. The clapping made a loud "slap slap" sound, as if they were two iron plates instead of hands.
"This is what a song should be! This is what youth should be!"
That shout was like striking a match in a room filled with gas.
boom--!
The entire threshing ground instantly erupted in excitement.
Applause surged forth like a tidal wave, mingled with the villagers' simple yet deafening cheers, and even a few loud whistles. Those elderly folks who had originally come just to watch the spectacle, though they didn't understand the arrangement or chords, knew best whether it sounded good or not.
Your toes tap along, and your heart trembles – that's what makes it beautiful!
And in the center of the stage.
The elegant mask on Zhou Lixing's face finally began to crack and collapse inch by inch.
He stood there stiffly, still holding the expensive custom-made guitar in his arms, and clutching the sheet music that he had just regarded as a "gift" tightly in his hand.
The knuckles turned white, the paper twisted and deformed in the palm, and finally crumpled into a ball of waste paper.
The louder the cheers around him, the greener his face became.
Just minutes ago, he had arrogantly mocked Lin Zhou for not understanding music and not even being able to read sheet music. But now, reality was like an invisible slap, landing hard on his face, leaving a burning pain.
This song, "Simple Love," is far superior to his proud "Lily in the Wind" in terms of both its catchy melody and evocative lyrics!
Is this just "mindful humming"?
If this is just mindless humming, then what about all the songs he wrote before? Noise pollution?
Not only on-site, but the live stream server also faced its darkest moment.
The comments section was refreshed too quickly, causing it to freeze into a double image.
"I'm kneeling! My mom asked me why I was kneeling while watching the live stream! As soon as this intro started, I felt like my first love had come back to life!"
"Lin Zhou, you big liar! What the hell do you mean 'can't sing'? What the hell do you mean 'just humming'?! You're trying to kill half the music industry!"
"That voice, that youthful energy—who would believe he's a stay-at-home dad who spends all his time around the stove?"
"I hereby declare that from today onwards, Lin Zhou is my new crush! It started with his looks, I was captivated by his talent, and I'm loyal to him because... he's the sixth son!"
"Zhou Lixing's expression right now is hilarious. I suggest taking a screenshot and making it into a meme, with the caption: 'The clown is actually myself.'"
On the trending topics list, the hashtag #LinZhouSimpleLove# stormed into the top three in an unreasonable manner, and is still climbing at a rate of a thousand discussions per minute.
Countless music critics and music bloggers flocked to the scene.
Renowned music critic "Ear Emperor" posted on Weibo overnight:
"I originally thought this was just an ordinary parent-child variety show, until I heard this song. The minimalist arrangement has a strong sense of rhythm; the straightforward lyrics construct the purest romance. Lin Zhou used the simplest way to tell those singers who only pile up words and electronic music what it means to return to simplicity. If this is called 'just humming,' then I suggest that the Chinese music scene disband and everyone go learn to cook."
The high praise is astonishing.
on site.
Lin Zhou handed the guitar back to Chen Kai, who was looking at him with admiration, and casually dusted off his clothes, as if he had just tossed away some trash rather than dropped a nuclear bomb in the music industry.
He walked up to Zhou Lixing, who was still in a petrified state, a lazy smile playing on his lips, his gaze sweeping over the crumpled sheet music in the other's hand.
"Zhou, you great talent, shall we continue?"
Lin Zhou's tone was relaxed, even with a hint of concern, "If you felt that the previous song was too simple and didn't showcase your skills, I have some more complex ones here. Like R&B, or Chinese style, how about... we play another one?"
Zhou Lixing's lips twitched violently.
One more song?
Do you think this is a karaoke room where you select songs?
He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the surging shame and anger in his heart. As the young master of Dynasty Entertainment, his last shred of reason told him that he absolutely could not lose his composure now, otherwise he would be labeled a "sore loser" tomorrow.
"Mr. Lin... is quite the enigma."
These words were practically squeezed out through clenched teeth. Zhou Lixing forced a smile that looked more like a grimace. "It seems I was mistaken. I didn't expect Mr. Lin to have such talent in music."
"Hey, what's with all this talk about attainments?"
Lin Zhou waved his hand modestly, "I already said it was just humming randomly. I just got lucky and it happened to hit the spot for everyone. I can't compare to a classically trained genius like you, I can't compare at all."
That's an incredibly high level of Versailles-like atmosphere.
Those around him rolled their eyes, and Zhou Lixing almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
Good luck?
You're so lucky you can hum a hit song? Why aren't you lucky enough to hum a Grammy-worthy tune?
Just as Zhou Lixing was so embarrassed he wanted to disappear into the ground, Su Qingge was still standing to the side, her eyes red and filled with complicated emotions as she looked at Lin Zhou.
A sudden commotion arose on the outskirts of the crowd.
"Oh my god! Check Weibo!"
"It's blown up! It's completely blown up!"
On the director's side, several young women in charge of publicity were holding their phones, their faces flushed with excitement, and their screams even drowned out the noise on set.
Yan Min frowned and shouted through a megaphone, "Calm down! Haven't you ever seen anything like this before? It's just trending on social media, is it really that big of a deal?"
"No, director! It's not a trending topic!"
The head of the publicity team, Xiao Li, rushed over, his phone almost shoved in Yan Min's face, his voice cracking with excitement:
"It's that person! That person has spoken!"
"Who is it?" Yan Min was taken aback.
"A living fossil of the Chinese music scene! The 'godfather' who retired for ten years—Mr. Jonathan Lee!"
Xiao Li took a deep breath, held up his phone, and addressed the entire audience and the live stream camera, loudly reading out the Weibo post that the heavyweight figure had just published:
"At first listen, I didn't understand the meaning of the music; upon second listen, I became one with the music. I never expected to hear such pure youthful spirit in a variety show at my age. @Lin Zhou, young friend, would you be willing to come to my humble abode for a chat? I have a fine zither here, but I lack a kindred spirit."
boom--!
If what happened just now was merely excitement, then this is an earthquake.
Who is Jonathan Lee?
That's a true god in the Chinese music scene!
Countless superstars have longed to have him write a song, but to no avail; countless people have found it nearly impossible to even meet him. And now, this legendary figure, who has been retired for many years, has actually posted on Weibo specifically for Lin Zhou? He even went so far as to invite him to his home?
They even called him a "soulmate"?
This isn't just an evaluation; it's practically gilding Lin Zhou with a golden plaque!
Upon hearing this name, Zhou Lixing nearly dropped his guitar, his face turning deathly pale.
It’s over.
It's completely over.
Even that person has spoken up. His so-called "professional questioning" just now seems like a joke, a resounding slap in the face, hard on his own face.
All eyes in the room were once again focused on Lin Zhou.
It was shock, it was awe, it was the look of someone staring at a monster.
However, Lin Zhou, the person involved, simply blinked blankly, turned to look at Su Qingge beside him, and asked with an innocent expression:
"Honey, who's that old man? Is he famous? Does he have any good food?"