Chapter 317 "Wukong" A Different Monkey King
The golden cudgel rolled around on the ground several times, and Monkey King had no intention of picking it up.
Rapid music sounded. When the music slowed down a bit, the Monkey King on the stage spoke.
“The moon splashes across the stars, the road is long,
the wind and smoke are gone, and the shadow is dim.”
The voice has some vicissitudes of life, with a hint of lowness and unwillingness.
The guests were stunned for a moment.
The image of the Monkey King has always been a positive image of being unrestrained, free and strong-willed.
He should have a will as strong as steel and an omnipotent strength. How could he be so depressed?
"It doesn't necessarily mean singing about the Monkey King. After all, each contestant sings a song that fits his or her own image. It's just our own guess." Li Zhengyi said.
"That's right, it doesn't have to be about singing Sun Wukong." Zhao Lei agreed.
Wu Gaofeng frowned slightly, "Wait a minute, I haven't heard of this song before?"
"Is it a new song?"
As guests, they asked the old I can’t say that I know the songs by heart, but I can basically tell what the songs are after listening to a few sentences.
They are sure they have never heard of this song.
Although the program does not stipulate that new songs cannot be sung, new songs can easily suffer on this stage.
After all, it is difficult for new songs to resonate as easily as old songs, and impression points have a great impact on the number of votes.
Everyone just finished speaking.
The song information "Wukong" is displayed on the screen.
“It’s a new song indeed!”
"The theme is also Sun Wukong, but the tone seems to be very special."
"Not sure, listen again."
At this time, Monkey King continued to sing on the stage.
“Who told me that I was extraordinary in my skills, and who made me suffer from the dilemma of love and hate?
Later on, my heart was broken.”
She can switch between true and false sounds freely, which is evident in her singing skills.
But everyone’s attention is on the artistic conception of the song.
These few sentences give people a more sad feeling than the beginning.
"Is this Sun Wukong? Why is Sun Wukong so entangled?"
Everyone could hear the entanglement and pain in the singing.
It's not like singing about Sun Wukong, but like singing about ordinary people.
At that moment, someone raised a question.
How could Sun Wukong, who was upright and unruly, be so mournful?
The Chinese have "Journey to the West", but the mainstream interpretation still believes that Sun Wukong is a great hero who is indomitable. He is the Monkey King, the Monkey King, the fighting and conquering Buddha, and a god.
Not a human being.
Some people were excited, some cheered for the Monkey King, but some did not understand.
Innovation, the first thing it faces is not cheers, but doubts.
This is the first problem that innovation needs to solve.
At this time, many people are not optimistic about Monkey King, new songs and innovations, and need to face greater pressure.
The song continues.
"The fantasy world is empty, no worries about grudges,
enlightenment and confusion, the six worldly things will not change,
angry, sad and crazy, be a human, a ghost or a monster,
< br>It’s just that I have a demonic debt in my heart.”
The expressions of the guests and the judging panel changed a bit, and the mood of the song seemed to have a small explosion.
From loneliness and confusion to sudden realization, there is no difference whether it is a human, a ghost or a monster.
Gods eat humans, and monsters also eat humans. The only difference is that gods eat humans, pat their butts, and go back, while monsters are either incorporated or beaten to death.
Ghosts harm people, and humans also harm people. In fact, humans harm more people than ghosts harm people.
So what is the difference between humans, ghosts and monsters?
The lyrics are very profound and completely different from previous interpretations of "Journey to the West".
The guests and the guessing team couldn't sit still, "Who is this?"
"It's so wonderful, his singing skills are great."
On the stage, Qi Tianda Saint continued to sing.
“Call Buddha, and there will be no hope of turning back.
Kneel down and be your teacher, life or death has nothing to do with it.
The floating world of good and evil, the true and false world, the separation and gathering of the world is not clear,
It is difficult to break~"
The sudden increase in the tone also made everyone present feel refreshed.
Flute The number of scenes has increased, and the arrangement has also become a Peking Opera soundtrack. The line "Call Buddha" makes people's heads explode.
The lyrics continue to follow, "There is no way back, life or death has nothing to do with it" and "It's hard to tell." The confusion of ", hard to break" is intertwined.
At the same time, the music speeds up the rhythm to push the mood, cymbals sound, the restlessness becomes more exciting, and the mood is approaching its highest point.
The lyrics make people think deeply.
There is a saying in Buddhism: The sea of suffering is boundless, but when you turn around, you will reach the shore.
However, what the lyrics say is that there is no way to turn back.
With one word difference, not only the meaning is completely different, but the whole idea of the song has also taken a complete turn.
When Sun Wukong converted to Buddhism, everyone was originally happy, and it was regarded as a symbol of achieving righteousness. What does this mean that there is no chance of turning back?
The guests whispered to each other, and the camera showed the songwriter and songwriter Li Zhengyi.
Li Zhengyi was thoughtful, and then suddenly realized: "This song is to deprive Sun Wukong of his divinity and restore his humanity."
The song continued, and Li Zhengyi mentioned He kept silent for a moment, and everyone was so anxious.
“It will whet your appetite!”
"Listen to the song, listen to the song."
On the stage, Monkey King, holding the microphone, continued to sing.
“I want it, what is the use of this iron rod?
I have it, so what about this change?
Still uneasy,
Still melancholy,
The golden hoop is on my head,
I have to stop talking..."
In the fierce music, the voice of the Monkey King became more and more confused, but still Full of questions. Copper skin and iron bones, piercing eyes, seventy-two changes, jumping out of the three realms and not in the five elements, so what?
The golden cudgel weighs 13,500 kilograms, but it cannot break the shackles on the body.
Confusion, questioning, and in the end full of helplessness.
"The golden hoop holds my head, but I have to stop talking."
Thousands of words turn into sighs under the golden hoop.
The audience only felt aggrieved. It seemed that the song "Wukong" was not about Monkey King, the Monkey King, but about themselves.
The Great Sage Qitian, who stood upright and wanted to compete with God, still couldn't get rid of the shackles of the golden hoop.
Under the curse, the Monkey King became Sun Xingzhe.
This song seemed to make them hear the sigh of the Monkey King: "I struggled, but I lost."
Learning skills in the Sanxing Cave of the Xianyue, entering the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea, and exploring In the netherworld, they made a big fuss in the Lingxiao Palace, and were finally suppressed under Wuzhi Mountain for five hundred years.
Monkey Sun finally failed to escape from Tathagata Buddha's Wuzhi Mountain.
The shackles are on the body, and life cannot be controlled by oneself. If the shackles cannot be broken, they can only be destroyed by ashes.
“Wonderful, I suddenly understood this song.”
“It turns out that the Monkey King wants freedom.”
“Who is this person? Who is it? This time he really has no clue.”
“I only know the Great Sage Qitian, but I don’t recognize the Buddha of Fighting and Victory.”
The audience was talking a lot.
Several players in the background are also guessing.
The werewolf couldn't sit still and stood up, "This person is very strong. This song has elements of opera and mythology. The lyrics and music are very good. It reminds me of a familiar person."
The vampire spread his hands, "I'm talking about every weak person who can come here."
The white swan sat elegantly, "This person is very strong, but I really didn't recognize his voice."
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Among the guests, Liang Feifan had an exaggerated expression and his eyes widened, "Who is this king?"
Zhao Lei touched his hair, "The voice is a bit mature, but it may have been deliberately adjusted. It's hard to guess. . ”
The scene suddenly became lively, and the invisible pressure brought by the werewolf disappeared under the wonderful performance of Monkey King.
During the short music solo, Monkey King on the stage finally picked up the golden cudgel that fell to the ground at the beginning.
The audience was in high spirits.
"Has he finally remembered that he still has the Golden Cudgel?"
"I have a hunch that he is going to use more tricks!"
"Quiet!"
Qi The Great Sage Tian picked up the golden cudgel and sang into the microphone.
“I want this iron rod, the drunken dancing devil,
I have, this change is chaotic~”
The voice is high, the music is intense, and the emotions seem to have accumulated to the top.
The Monkey King is shouting wildly, but he still can’t see through the guessing It’s not clear.
As if he was very irritated, Monkey King smashed it with his golden cudgel, as if he was trying to vent his dissatisfaction by destroying everything. "Someone sighed.
On the stage, the Monkey King put away his golden cudgel, held the microphone and sang loudly.
"Treading on the soul,
unruly and unruly~"
The high pitch made everyone's scalp numb, and these few sentences made people have goosebumps all over their bodies.
Emotions burst out all of a sudden.
A golden hoop? I won't admit defeat.
No chance of turning back? Then don't look back.
When I step on the Lingshan Mountain and smash the Lingxiao Palace,
Reluctance, anger, despair, and frustration all come together and turn into a sky-high good energy.
Give me freedom or die!
Give it a try!
Crush the spirit sky!
Zhao Lei stood up suddenly, his face flushed, "Okay!"
The scene was boiling, and after being frustrated for a long time, he finally waited for the Monkey King to give it a try.
It seems that it is not the Monkey King who is fighting hard, but themselves. The audience can’t wait to stand up and cheer for the Monkey King.
In real life, they face oppression and can only swallow their anger, so they hope that the Monkey King can resist vigorously instead of being like them.
“Well done, Great Sage, do what you want!”
The Monkey King on the stage continued to sing.
“The evil path in this world is dangerous,
There is no way to escape in the end~”
At the peak of the emotional outburst, one sentence could not be escaped after all, making everyone feel like they had been hit in the head.
“Damn!”
“Can’t the Monkey King defy heaven?”
“Fuck!”
The audience was very angry at first , the Angry Monkey King will also face failure, and then Moran. They also know that learning scriptures and becoming a Buddha does not seem to be a good ending.
Moreover, it was not all smooth sailing for the Great Sage Qitian to finally become the Victorious Buddha.
After five hundred years of suppression at the foot of Wuzhi Mountain, Tang Sanzang doubted and distrusted him, and finally obtained the Buddha status with the golden hoop on his head, and this process has always been telling a theme.
Compromise.
If you want to become a Buddha, you have to compromise.
If you don’t compromise, you will die.
No matter it is Yang Jian, the Erlang God with unparalleled power, Nezha, the demon king who ascends to the sky and descends into the sea, or the omnipotent Monkey King, they cannot escape the control of order.
How could the gods and Buddhas in the sky tolerate an out-of-control monkey at large? Either destroy him or assimilate him.
Is the Monkey King who has become a Buddha who is victorious in battle and who believes in small tolerance becoming benevolent and great forbearance becoming a Buddha, still the Monkey King?
Sun Wukong, who has smoothed his edges and corners, is just one of the gods and Buddhas in the sky.
Searching for scriptures is more like a kind of tempering, polishing off the edges of an unruly monkey little by little, making him give up his freedom, give up the real world, and choose to convert to Buddhism.
Ridiculous, yet sad.
The song is not over yet.
(End of this chapter)