Chapter 573 "On the Qingming Rain"
Zhao Lei is not a singer-songwriter, and he did not prepare any new songs in advance. He looked around, thought about it, and sang an old song.
It’s also about West Lake.
And it was a cappella. He refused the instrument offered by the staff and sang directly at the top of his voice.
Old artists are old artists. After singing the song, there was thunderous applause from all around.
Next is Yuan Haoxuan. As soon as he put on his sunglasses, he started performing on the Su Causeway.
He didn’t use any instruments, he just played a b-box.
As for the effect, I can only say that it is nothing.
After singing a song, everyone applauded to save face. After all, they are permanent guests, so they can’t go too far.
They doted on Yuan Haoxuan, but the tourists didn't buy it very much, and few of them applauded.
As for the audience in the live broadcast room, that is even more real.
“Not to mention, I almost thought someone farted.”
“It’s even soup and water, it’s a bit disgusting.”
“What a mess, Does the song he sings have anything to do with West Lake?”
Yuan Haoxuan’s fans were very unconvinced.
"Why do you say that about Xuanxuan? Do you know how hard he works?"
"It sounds so good. Is this a new song? I want to buy a hundred copies!"
"It sounds good. Pregnant.”
Extreme fans cannot judge based on common sense. In their eyes, idols pooping is cool.
At this time, everyone discovered that while Zhao Lei and Yuan Haoxuan were singing, Xu Nuo and Lin Wanqing were not in the camera.
What is Xu Nuo doing at this time?
The camera turns around.
Xu Nuo came over holding a guzheng.
“What the hell? Everyone sings a cappella, why does he use an instrument?”
“It’s unfair, it’s obviously aimed at our Xuanxuan.”
Xiao Sa said: "The most special thing about our show this time is the car following us in the distance. The car is equipped with all kinds of musical instruments. If you are interested, you can show it off at any time."
This is to tell you that in this program, there may be many scenes showing musical instruments.
Xu Nuo just took advantage of the time they were singing to write out the score. Since the two of them were together, Lin Wanqing couldn't be allowed to do nothing, which would easily lead to criticism.
Just let Lin Wanqing play the piano and promise to sing.
The drizzle has stopped at this time.
Lin Wanqing sat by the lake, Xu Nuo stood aside.
“It’s so beautiful!”
“Like a couple of gods and immortals.”
Zhao Lei praised it.
Yuan Haoxuan couldn't help but nod in agreement. In the entertainment industry, Lin Wanqing is one of the most temperamental ones. She is the best in terms of appearance, voice and temperament.
If he didn't have a partner, he would also like to give it a try.
Lin Wanqing picks the piano lightly with her bare hands, and the sound of the piano is ethereal, with little thoughts attached to the strings, making people miss their old friends involuntarily.
"The early dawn shines through the window, the sun shines on the West Bridge, and the clouds sway.
I think of the corner of your clothes that swayed slightly in the breeze,
The wood carvings flowed with gold, and the years rippled, Closing the pen seven years ago,
Because I spend my life only for you. ”
This is the Qingming Festival, and many people around the West Lake come to pay tribute and go outing.
As for this song "On the Qingming Rain", the sound of the guzheng is sad and beautiful, and the melody is gentle and melancholy.
The lyrics Xu Nuo sang had a sad and sad feeling.
Everyone held their breath, fearing to miss any details.
Xiao Sa and others stood a little further away, leaving space for the two of them.
Yuan Haoxuan reluctantly moved back two steps. He was the focus of the camera, how could he be willing to leave the camera.
“The rain wets my eyes, and I lean on the well every year looking forward to returning to the hall.
I am most afraid that I will not feel the tears.
I am wandering in the world, and I can’t find it. To your paradise,
I wish I could never forget it. "
As a song in Xu Song's first album "Custom", "On the Qingming Rain" was extremely popular as soon as it was released.
That year, Xu Song 23 years old.
At the same age as Xu Nuo, he has already achieved something that many musicians cannot achieve in their lifetime.
The theme of this song "On the Qingming Rain" is very special - mourning. < br>
The same mourning song as "Hu Guangsheng".
Life and death, heaven and earth, are all connected in songs.
Some people use this song to remember old friends. Things have changed, people have changed, and the departure of relatives and friends is the greatest tragedy in the world.
There are also many people who use this song to remember the widow.
The death of love is the same feeling as the death of a person.
When Zhao Lei and others heard the lyrics, their faces became a little heavy.
The words and music are perfectly integrated with this moment.
It is perfect to sing such a song during the Qingming Festival.
In the live broadcast room, the audience called him awesome.
“Nima, isn’t Yuan Haoxuan ashamed at all?”
"To be honest, when it comes to singing, Yuan Haoxuan missed too many promises."
"Lin Wanqing played the piano and promised to sing. This combination is simply amazing."
"Oh, this song The song makes me want to cry."
"It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and the people on the road are dying."
There are more and more tourists on Su Di. There were local people who came for an outing, some who came to travel from out of town, and some who came with the program team to join in the fun.
Passers on three levels inside and three outside, surrounded everyone.
Fortunately, there were people in the park to maintain order and not let them get too close.
“It’s Qingming rain again, and the folded chrysanthemums are sent to you,
Sing your favorite song softly.”
There were actually tourists holding chrysanthemums in their hands. Chrysanthemums have always been a symbol of grief.
Every time during the Qingming Festival and the Hungry Ghost Festival, people use chrysanthemums to commemorate their departed relatives.
In this situation, listening to such a song full of melancholy, the scene became quiet.
Su Causeway was crowded with people, but it didn't seem noisy at all. It was even a little quiet. Apart from the sound of guzheng and singing, there was almost no other sound.
“There is a harp in the distance, it is so ethereal, its sound is making it rain,
Tell yourself what's on your mind,
The moon shadow looks forward to the fireworks, and the red candles,
The old dreams of the world of mortals are all gone. ”
Suddenly it started to rain lightly again.
The Qingming Festival is already a rainy season.
The drizzle of rain shrouded the West Lake in mist, making the whole world seem hazy.
Above the rain is heaven, and below the rain is earth.
Lin Wanqing was playing the piano, and the drizzle wet her hair, making her look even more fairy-like.
Although the rain is very small, it will wet the clothes after a long time.
Xu Nuo took an oil-paper umbrella from Xiao Sa and held it above Lin Wanqing's head.
The audience was caught off guard and took another bite of dog food.
The fans in the live broadcast room complained wildly.
"Good guy, I was just reminiscing, and you suddenly showed off your affection?"
"Sure enough, this guy likes to write songs that make others cry, and talk about sweet things by himself. Sweet love."
"I like this couple more and more. Did anyone notice Xu Nuo's eyes just now? "
"The moment the two looked at each other, I felt that they would definitely get married."
Xu Nuo really didn't intend to show affection. He was just going to hold an umbrella for Lin Wanqing to prevent her from catching a cold.
“The rain wets my eyes, and I lean on the well every year looking forward to returning to the hall.
I am most afraid that I will not feel the tears.
I am wandering in the world, and I can’t find it. To your paradise,
I wish I could never forget it. "
The song was not long and ended quickly.
When Lin Wanqing took back her hand, Xiao Sa asked: "What is the name of this song? "
Everyone listened with open ears.
" "On the Qingming Rain". ”
Bingbing smiled and said: "What a good name. Isn't this song written because I saw someone coming here to offer sacrifices after watching the West Lake?"
Xu Nuo nodded, "Yes, this is the scene. "
Yuan Haoxuan curled his lips, only a ghost would believe this.
Even if he is just a parallel singer, he knows that such a song can never be written on the spot. Why don't you go to heaven?
Zhao Lei gave a thumbs up, "Sometimes I envy you singer-songwriters. Others always post on Moments wherever they go, but you are better off, writing wherever you go."
Yuan Haoxuan smiled slightly, looking like a lonely master: "Yes, every time I see such beautiful scenery, it will give me endless inspiration. There are thousands of thoughts in my mind, and a song just blurts out."
< br>Zhao Lei's expression stiffened for a moment and he glanced at him angrily. "You're crazy, are you talking nonsense? Which of your hairs has anything to do with the singer-songwriter?"
Everyone packed up the guzheng, handed it to a staff member to take back, and then continued their journey today.
Zhao Lei and Xu Nuo looked at each other and suggested to continue walking, preparing to walk around the West Lake.
Yuan Haoxuan's expression changed, and he was a little embarrassed to refuse, not to mention that at the beginning he was bragging about his good physical strength, so now he had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow along.
Zhao Lei thought it would be troublesome to hold an umbrella, so he casually put on a raincoat to clear the way ahead. Xiao Sa also put on a raincoat, and Bingbing held up an oil-paper umbrella.
Xu Nuo and Lin Wanqing share an umbrella.
Yuan Haoxuan looked at the raincoat, touched his strong hair, and asked for an umbrella.
The group began to walk around the West Lake in a mighty manner.
Yuan Haoxuan, Zhao Lei doesn't like to talk to him very much.
The older generation of singers hate the kind of people who rely on their reputations and have no singing skills at all.
Xu Nuo was chatting with Lin Wanqing along the way, and he had no time to talk to Yuan Haoxuan.
In the end, Xiao Sa slowed down and tried his best not to let Yuan Haoxuan be left out.
Xiao Sa feels miserable.
He is only 1.7 meters tall. Yuan Haoxuan is wearing thick boots. It looks like he is almost 2 meters tall, which is a head difference.
This guy also likes to talk with his nostrils pointing upwards. If Xiao Sa wants to talk to him, he has to raise his head, which is simply torture.
During the live broadcast, the audience shouted, "F*ck!"
“It’s so funny, Xiao Sa and Yuan Haoxuan have the cutest height difference!”
“Please lock these CPs together!”
“I’ll check. After a while, Yuan Haoxuan is 185 centimeters tall, the soles of his shoes are estimated to be 5 centimeters, and the hairstyle is another 5 centimeters, and he is 195 centimeters tall. Xiao Sa is only less than 175 centimeters tall in shoes, which is incredible. "
"In this show, Nuoyan is the only one who walks with him without raising his head, but obviously, Nuoyan still feels happy chatting with his girlfriend."
"Sympathy for Xiaosa."
"+1 "
After walking for a while, Xiao Sa couldn't bear it anymore. He walked a few steps quickly and walked to Xu Nuo, pulled him and whispered a few words.
Xu Nuo nodded, came back and told Lin Wanqing, slowed down and waited for Yuan Haoxuan to come over.
After all, he is a resident guest, so the superficial harmony must be maintained.
It’s just that these two people obviously don’t get along very well. One is a traffic star who has returned from China, and he is following the same path as Ou Mingxuan.
One is their biggest enemy, the traffic star nemesis.
(End of this chapter)