Chapter 587 Jiangnan Charm: "Slow Voice"
The program is too effective.
Zhao Lei breathed heavily and slowed down.
"You really have no good intentions!"
Xu Nuo laughed happily, "How could it be possible? I was just having a trance while singing, and I didn't come back to my senses."< br>
Zhao Lei threw the guitar away and said sadly: "Why do you just stare at "Borrow from Heaven for Five Hundred More Years" and don't play it?"
"Because this song is so good and so domineering!"
“You’re so domineering!” Zhao Lei said angrily: “After you’ve changed me like this, it’s crazy if you can still be domineering!”
“Can’t you be someone else?”
Xu Nuo patted Zhao Lei, "Everyone loves to hear the adaptation of this song, don't you think so?"
The tourists were very loud, "Yes, yes, this is what we like!"
"Why?"
Xiao Sa said: "Actually, everyone also likes the original version, but The problem is that I can’t sing your aura of holding the sun and the moon spinning in your hands, so I have to listen to the adaptation.”
If it weren’t for the fact that all the people who can become CCTV hosts are masters, Xiao Sa will let it go with just one sentence. Zhao Lei turned his resentment into joy.
The audience was very happy to see it.
"No more singing, next one." Zhao Lei left the stage immediately after finishing his performance.
The audience applauded one after another, and the applause was particularly warm, but it was hard to say whether the applause was for Zhao Lei or Xu Nuo.
Everyone who watched the live broadcast of Wang Xiangyang was dumbfounded.
When he first sang this song, Xu Nuo told him to set up his sweet song prince, and he had already worked very hard to protect his image.
The result was promising. The song "Borrowing from Heaven Again is Sweet" transformed him from a cute little puppy into a macho man with hairy chest.
When he heard this song, he felt something was wrong.
Sure enough, when Wang Xiangyang logged into the scarf, the comment area exploded.
“Your love is a bit too grand!”
“What was a small love song suddenly turned into leading an army to snatch a bride.”
"I want to see who dares not to come next weekend as promised!!!"
"Has this apple of yours been licked by Li Shimin?"
"Desert: I actually don't want it to bloom because he forced me to do so!"
"Suddenly there was a conversation. The feeling of a heroic love. "
"Yang, your chest hair is so sexy."
Wang Xiangyang was speechless and choked up. His efforts for so long finally came to nothing.
Milk Dog
Macho Man
In Fanxing Studio, several people surrounded Wang Xiangyang and marveled.
“The boss wants you to be a puppy?”
“Yes.”
"Don't be fooled, this image will be destroyed by him sooner or later."
Wang Xiangyang scratched his head a little, "What should we do?"
"Didn't the boss teach you?"
< br>"Huh? No?" Wang Xiangyang looked confused.
“After teaching him, just follow his singing method and sing “A Little Sweet” again, guaranteed to be a hit!”
Wang Xiangyang was dumbfounded, "Isn't it?"
"What are you afraid of? Just go ahead, the boss's enthusiasm will not be in vain unless you take advantage of it!"
Just do it, Wang Xiangyang dives in headfirst In the recording studio.
Who is the most popular in the current Chinese music scene? Who is the most popular?
Of course it’s the couple Xu Nuo and Lin Wanqing. To be exaggerated, if they were taken for a walk and filmed, it would have hundreds of thousands or millions of views.
Many people even rely on their popularity to maintain their popularity.
And the good thing is that as long as you keep riding on their popularity, there is no risk.
The popularity can be divided into Wen and Wu.
In the garden, after Zhao Lei, Lin Wanqing came on stage.
“As soon as I looked at her, I knew this song must be good.”
"Looks good."
"Sings good."
Lin Wanqing walked to the middle of the stage and received thunderous applause.
Xu Nuo also followed, holding a pipa.
“Did you pick up the wrong instrument?” Little Sarah stopped him.
"That's right."
Xiao Sa pointed to the guitar, "You must have picked up the wrong one, the guitar is over there, this is the pipa."
Xu Nuo nodded, "That's right, The one I’m holding is the pipa.”
“Wait a minute?” Xiao Sa’s eyes widened, “You know how to play the pipa?”
“You know a little bit about it,” Xu Nuo said modestly.
Xiao Sa let go of him and said, "You are really good at it!"
The tourists were also curious, "Is this the pipa?"
"Can men play the pipa too?"
For a long time, everyone's image of the pipa mainly came from "still holding the pipa half-hiding the face". Bai Juyi's "Pipa Xing" gave everyone a simple understanding of this instrument.
And in the eyes of many people, the pipa is an instrument played by girls, and men are rarely seen playing it.
But in fact, my country's famous pipa master, Fang Jinlong, is a man.
While the tourists were talking a lot, Lin Wanqing introduced the song, "This song is called "Slow Voice", and I just wrote it today."
Yuan Haoxuan looked calm, He also has a few “just-written” songs.
Xu Nuo began to play the pipa, and the sound was clear and bright, and it was like big beads and small beads falling on a jade plate.
Originally, the woman was supposed to be sitting there playing the pipa, and the man was standing there singing, but the two of them changed their roles, and there was no sense of disharmony at all.
Lin Wanqing looked at Xu Nuo and sang:
"Blue bricks are accompanied by tile paint,
White horses tread new mud,
Mountain flowers and banana leaves are stained with red scarves at dusk."
Open your mouth and kneel.
Lin Wanqing's voice is so spiritual and clear. This kind of song is tailor-made for her.
When Lin Wanqing sang, the tourists subconsciously looked at the surrounding garden buildings.
Green bricks and green tiles, antique style, isn’t this the garden that was sung about?
"Raindrops sprinkle on the eaves,
Smoke curls up from the kitchen,
Where are you, wandering around like a fool? "During the Qingming Festival, it is rainy in the south of the Yangtze River. Although it does not rain at this time, there is still a feeling of water vapor.
"This is realistic! ”
“Awesome, so awesome! ”
“I knew that as long as there was a promise, there would be new songs. ”
Lin Wanqing just sang a few words and she conquered the audience.
As Han Ruotong listened to this song, she could hardly move her eyes away.
She had an intuition that if she could sing this song in Wu dialect, it would have a better effect.
But as soon as the idea came up, she felt a little embarrassed. Yesterday she shamelessly asked for the right to sing "White Fox", and today she had the idea of "Slow Voice", which was a bit too much.
And this song was obviously promised to Lin Wanqing as her boyfriend, and she even accompanied it herself. She was a little unable to speak.
This song "Slow Voice", sung by Lin Wanqing and accompanied by Xu Nuo, is like a landscape painting, integrated into the garden.
“Looking and searching,
deserted and deserted,
the moon sets and the black crescent falls into the solitary well,
bits and pieces,
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Bit by bit,
There are flowers in the dream and green grass in the dream. ”
Although she doesn’t speak Wu dialect, Lin Wanqing deliberately made her voice softer, and she can still hear the unique smell of Jiangnan women.
Sweet, soft, and gentle. Jade.
The so-called Xiaojiabiyu is probably like this.
"Wife!"
"I love you so much that even my bones are tender."
"I can't imagine how happy I would be if someone called me husband in such a tone."
“I sang so hard that I had osteoporosis.”
Xu Nuo was also shocked. He had only heard this tone when Lin Wanqing was deeply in love.
Every time he heard it, he felt as excited as if he had taken a big tonic.
Lin Wanqing's voice was soft, warm, and clean, making everyone addicted to it and unable to extricate themselves.
“I kind of understand why the ancient emperors liked to go to the south of the Yangtze River, and they didn’t like to come.”
“It reminds me that kings never go to court early from now on.”
"Promise thief, give me a knife!"
The song enters the B section.
"Long hair causes ripples,
white cloth spreads over the rocky ground,
kappa swings long boats on poles to cross the ancient times,
raindrops are sprinkled from the eaves,
Smoke curls up from the kitchen,
It seems like you are wandering around. "
When Lin Wanqing sang, he promised to give her back the harmony.
Two clear and gentle voices intertwined, and the flavor of the Jiangnan water town became stronger.
When many people think of Jiangnan Water Town, they think of girls
When I think of girls, I think of stories about talented men and beautiful women.
Jiangnan is rich and developed, with many talented people.
Jiangnan has a pleasant climate and many beauties.
The stories of talented men and beautiful ladies often happen in the water towns of the south of the Yangtze River.
After the beginning of section B of the song, it returns to the original lyrics.
"Blue bricks are accompanied by tile paint,
White horses tread new mud,
Mountain flowers and banana leaves are stained with red scarves at dusk..."
The song ends like this.
The promised pipa was played very slowly, and Lin Wanqing's singing was also very slow.
Just like the title of this song, everything is slow.
Jiangnan Water Town and Suzhou Gardens, listening to such singing and listening to such pipa, tourists feel that they have lost their footing.
We collectively suffer from osteoporosis.
“Ah, I really want to lie down and listen.”
“Make some space for me, I’ll lie down on the ground and listen.”
"This sense of relaxation is so rare."
"Bai Juyi said that the pipa can be played, and it is true."
"It's bad, I actually felt that I was still holding the pipa in my promise. The smell of covering your face."
"I think you are starving!"
"I want to find a wife like this!"
The applause at the scene was like a violent storm.
“One more song!”
“It sounds so good!”
The tourists were very enthusiastic, as if their hands were rented, they clapped their hands and shouted for one more song. head.
Walking around the garden, I suddenly listened to a concert. Everyone was very excited.
"Thank you for your support. Then let me sing "Blue and White Porcelain" for you."
The tourists were very excited, screaming and cheering.
Xu Nuo put down the pipa, brought a flute over, and intuitively played the band.
Han Ruotong is so envious.
Although Xu Nuo's debut time is short and he has not been in the Chinese music scene for a long time, he is already at the top.
Some people already think that his popularity even exceeds that of Lin Wanqing.
If at the beginning, he promised to support Lin Wanqing because of her high status, then now he is still willing to support her unreservedly only because of love.
Han Ruotong once longed for and envied love, but later gradually extinguished the idea, or lowered his expectations.
For celebrities, love is a luxury.
Together through adversity and never leaving each other in life and death is not love, it is a myth.
There are so many temptations in the entertainment industry. Money, beauty, fame, status, everything challenges the most vulnerable parts of human nature.
But Xu Nuo seems to be able to resist the temptation. At least the way he looks at her is pure appreciation, without any trace of lust.
She has seen this look too many times, so she is sure that she saw it right.
Xu Nuo took the flute and started accompaniment.
(End of this chapter)