Chapter 126 125.fivehundredmiles, go to Europe and America to play gymnastics?
Han Qing is now a mature assistant.
With a look or a word from Jiang Chen, she could immediately understand what Jiang Chen wanted, and then do everything properly.
The live broadcast room was opened again, and more than 200,000 people poured into the live broadcast room in an instant. These people seemed to not have to go to work every day. Every time Jiang Chen started the live broadcast, there were more than 200,000 people. Entering, it even looks like a dummy created by the platform for help.
Moreover, the number increased rapidly every second, and in the blink of an eye, there were over 300,000 people.
Because just now after Jiang Chen finished writing about the two meeting each other, Han Qing immediately canceled the broadcast, leaving many viewers still wanting to watch and waiting for Jiang Chen to start broadcasting.
So the number of people at this time increased very quickly. In the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of people poured into the live broadcast room. Many viewers were waiting in the live broadcast room. The broadcast start reminder appeared and they jumped in immediately.
Dense barrages are also being discussed crazily.
"Wow, Lao Jiang is in the car, setting off? Leaving the capital?"
"The broadcast suddenly went off the air before I could recover from it. Xiao Qingzi, what are you doing?"
"The two met happily, awesome, is it time for outdoor live broadcast now?"
"Lao Jiang, where is the next stop? Come to Jinzhou, I will provide food and accommodation, one-stop service!"
"Come to Dalian, Lao Jiang, Dalian welcomes you."
"Fa Ning Gu Pagoda!"
"Lao Jiang, I sincerely ask, can I buy one of your works? ?”
"Lao Jiang..."
...
Many viewers began to discuss Jiang Chen's next stop destination, and many people were discussing the two people who met Jiang Chen just wrote , there are still many people who want to buy Jiang Chen’s works.
The live broadcast room is very lively.
However.
When everyone saw Jiang Chen pick up the guitar and slowly strum the guitar strings, it instantly became more lively.
"Do you want Lao Jiang to sing?"
"Lao Jiang, please sing a song to meet me."
"Ten years, Lao Jiang, beg me for ten years. ”
“Lao Jiang, do you still remember the first time you sang Ideal Thirty Live?”
"Lao Jiang..."
...
Jiang Chen didn't say anything, he just strummed the guitar strings slowly.
Chen Xiaojia, who was driving, drove steadily.
In the car in front, Pu Yuexi, Li Wen, and Wang Jing were all driving Jiang Chen's live broadcast, watching Jiang Chen play the guitar, and the three of them listened quietly.
Beijing, in Wang Fei's courtyard.
Li Wenjun, Yan Ruyu, and Sophia haven't left yet. They are all still in Wang Fei's yard, helping to frame and hang the two original works of "Meeting You" written by Jiang Chengang. At the same time, they also cleaned the room to ensure The room where Jiang Chen's original works are kept is spotless, and Jiang Chen's works are not allowed to have any dust.
At the same time, Jiang Chen’s live broadcast room was playing on the tablet on the table.
Looking at Jiang Chen holding the guitar and playing it gently outside the car window, the soothing and slightly sad melody made them all temporarily stop what they were doing and watch the live broadcast together. Jiang Chen's profile.
Jiang Chen’s appearance is not very handsome, just a little handsome. The live broadcast did not use any beauty features, he was just real and without makeup. Compared with many young people who are popular nowadays, that’s true. It's quite a bit different.
However, that kind of literary and artistic temperament will definitely leave behind any celebrity, artist, Internet celebrity anchor!
Moreover, if you put on some makeup and do some beauty, I guess it won’t be any worse than those little freshmen.
And Jiang Chen’s temperament is the temperament that gradually settles down from the inside out after singing a song and writing a piece of work. It cannot be faked.
At this time.
Jiang Chen’s singing voice slowly sounded.
"If you miss the train I'mon..."
"You will know that Iamgone..."
...
As soon as Jiang Chen's singing sounded, the live broadcast room instantly became excited.
“English song? Lao Jiang is awesome!”
"Did Lao Jiang write an English song? Who can translate it? I can't understand it."
"To put it simply, the first two sentences are, if you miss the train I am taking, then you Know that I have left, this is a farewell song..."
"I don't understand it, but it sounds good. Is this music style a folk song?"
"It sounds good. .”
……
The number of people online in the live broadcast room soared rapidly, surpassing 400,000 in a few seconds, and quickly sprinting towards 500,000.
Jiang Chen's singing did not stop, it was still soothing and slightly sad. Jiang Chen's eyes looked into the distance, as if with some reluctance.
“You can hear thewhistleblowahundredmiles…”
“Ahunredmiles…ahundredmiles…”
“Ahundredmiles…ahundredmiles…”
Jiang Chen slowly repeated a few words, his voice becoming more melodious and filled with inexplicable emotions.
The barrages in the live broadcast room suddenly decreased a lot, and many people began to listen to the songs attentively, because only by listening attentively can they understand the general meaning.
Luo Sheng, Zhou Ming and Guo Haitao, who are still in the capital, are sitting in the hotel restaurant having breakfast. Watching Jiang Chen's live broadcast and listening to Jiang Chen's songs, there is something strange about the three of them. expression.
Luo Sheng said in surprise: "I didn't expect that Jiang Chen could compose an English song. My English is average and I didn't understand what it meant. However, this arrangement is very good. It's an English song. A typical folk song! It’s completely different from the current mainstream songs in Europe and America.”
Zhou Ming and Guo Haitao nodded.
Nowadays, the mainstream music style in the European and American music circles is electronic jazz mixed with rock, etc. The style is varied and complex, and the pursuit is fast-paced and ear-catching, so there is no pure style. Whatever sounds good and what is ear-catching, just put it in.
Slow-paced ballads such as ballads are not unheard of, but they are all extremely niche and niche works. There have not been any popular works in many years.
Not only abroad, but also domestically, there hasn’t been a popular folk song for a long time.
Jiang Chen’s folk English song is obviously against the trend.
But...
No matter what kind of niche work it is, you can use the high quality of the work to break through the circle.
Obviously.
Jiang Chen’s English ballad is very nice.
Even Luo Sheng, Guo Haitao, and Zhou Ming all speak average English and can't understand the lyrics, but they still think it sounds good and they can roughly hear the emotions Jiang Chen wants to express.
It should be a kind of sadness of parting.
"Jiang Chen is also trying different music."
Zhou Ming said with admiration.
At this time, when they mentioned Jiang Chen, their tone of voice was somewhat respectful.
Because.
Jiang Chen is already a truly top artist, and he is no longer on the same level as those in the entertainment industry.
Moreover, they also sincerely respect Jiang Chen. They couldn't respect it even if they didn't want to disrespect it! Last night a knight went on a journey, this morning the two met each other, and the works that Jiang Chen wrote before were masterpieces that broke through the circle one after another!
This is an amazing thing that anyone who likes traditional Chinese culture cannot turn a blind eye to. It is the cultural gene in the bones.
And now Jiang Chen starts to try music.
Guo Haitao’s eyes were bright and he thought of a lot.
Zhou Ming also suddenly said: "Director Guo, I remember! Foreign singers come to the stage of our Singing King Competition to compete, and our singers can also go to their Singing King Competition to compete. Is there such a rule?"< br>
Guo Haitao also thought of this just now and nodded lightly: "According to the competition system, the IP of the King of Songs Competition was first developed by a small country in Northern Europe, and then bought by England, and then licensed. The rights are given to North America, and we in China have also obtained regional authorizations, as well as several other countries, such as Japan, South Korea, South America, etc., and we, the copyright owners of the authorized countries, have agreed in the contract that we can interact. "
“This time European and American singers come to play with us, it is an interaction between our copyright holders. They can send their contracted singers to play in the hall, so as to increase the topic, increase the ratings and popularity . At the same time, we can also send our signed singers to play in the theater to help them increase their popularity and topicality. However, our singers are relatively average, and the audience of Chinese songs is very small in Europe and the United States, so I have not paid attention to it, nor have I thought about it. I'll send someone over."
"If Jiang Chen can sing in English, he can go to North America to compete. However, this year's North American Singing Championship will not start for some time, probably. They won't start until we finish, and it will be later for the English side."
Luo Sheng smiled bitterly and said, "The condition of this interaction is that they come to us to make money. We have a big market here, and many European and American singers are very famous here. However, it is difficult for our music circle to go beyond China, let alone Asia.”
"Although Jiang Chen sang an English song this time, it is still too difficult to play in North America. His talent and strength are still a bit lacking. If he wants to play in a gym, he must win at least two or three games, otherwise If you are eliminated as soon as you go, you are not going to compete, but to be embarrassed."
Guo Haitao and Zhou Ming both nodded and remained silent.
They stared at Jiang Chen on the live broadcast screen, knowing that Luo Sheng was telling the truth. They really can't find anyone qualified to play in North America and England.
The ones sent by others are from the younger generation, so the ones sent by China to compete must also be from the younger generation. Otherwise, if they send singers from the older generation, they will look old-fashioned and the audience will not like it, and they will be called The big one bullies the small one, and he also says that there is no one left in the Chinese music scene.
But, among the younger generation of singers, who has the ability to compete in European and American venues?
Not found!
No!
There are not many capable young singers in the entire Chinese music scene.
Otherwise, Ye Lan, an old woman in her fifties, and Zhou Ming, an old man in his fifties, would not be allowed to come out to guard the country.
With such unprecedented traffic, if any young singer had this ability, he would have come out to catch this wave of traffic long ago!
Now that no one dares to accept it, it shows that they are all self-aware and do not dare to take the lead, fearing that they will be sprayed to death after taking the stage.
The three of them stopped talking and continued to look at Jiang Chen, pricking up their ears and listening to Jiang Chen's singing.
“You can hear thewhistleblowahundredmiles…”
“Lord, I’mone, Lord, I’mtwo…”
“Lord, I’mthree, Lord, I’mfour …”
"Lord, I'm500 miles away from home..."
"Away from home, away from home..."
"Away from home, away from home e..."
"Lord, I'm500 miles away from home..."
Listening to Jiang Chen's eloquent singing, although the few people didn't understand the lyrics for a while, they seemed to be watching A few people feel so sad about their hometown when they are far away from home.
Zhou Ming closed his eyes slightly and praised: "It's really good!"
Luo Sheng also nodded: "It's indeed good. Folk songs are all heartfelt. However, every song by Jiang Chen is He’s so distracted. In this state, he is most suitable for singing folk songs. The ideal thirty-year-old who sang before and the brother who slept on my upper bunk are both very good.”
Guo Haitao took a look at the number of people in the live broadcast room. , found that it had already exceeded 500,000, and was amazed again.
Jiang Chen’s popularity is really high and stable.
More than 500,000 people can listen to a song online in the early morning, which is even more terrifying than the top stars in the industry.
If this were the peak traffic period at night, there would be at least 7 to 8 million people.
The two cars slowly left the capital, and Jiang Chen's singing drifted along the road, and was also spread across the country along with the live broadcast signal.
“Notashirtonmyback…”
“Notapennytomyname,”
“Lord, Ican’tgobackhomethisa-way…”
"Thisa-way, thisa-way..."
"Thisa-way, thisa-way..."
"Lord, I can't go back homethisa-way..."
Jiang Chen’s singing stopped temporarily, but the guitar sound still floated out slowly. He turned to face the camera and said softly: "This song is for everyone who has left their hometown, or who is about to leave their hometown."
< br>Then, he sang slowly again.
"If you miss the train I'mon."
"You will know that Iamgone."
"You can hear the whistle blowahundred miles..."
Jiang Chen's singing slowly stopped, the guitar in his hand still did not stop, his mind I recalled the days when I used to go home to celebrate the New Year every year, and then go out on a working trip after the New Year.
That feeling must be felt by many people across the country.
Jiang Chen continued softly: "Everyone, take care of yourselves when you are working outside!"
After Jiang Chen finished speaking, the guitar in his hand stopped: "This song is called fivehundredmiles, which translates to Five hundred miles away!”
More than 500,000 viewers in the live broadcast room posted comments to interact with Jiang Chen.
This is the rare time Jiang Chen has spoken so much to the audience in the live broadcast room recently.
“It sounds good. The songs written by Lao Jiang are absolutely good.”
"Five hundred miles, when will Lao Jiang be able to download it?"
"After listening to Lao Jiang's words, I really want to cry. Now I am working alone outside. Only I know how sad I feel. Every time I leave home I cried all the time.”
"I probably understood Lao Jiang's lyrics, and I couldn't help but want to cry. I felt that what I was singing about was my own experience of going out every year."
"Lao Jiangniu..."
" Lao Jiang, next stop is Jinzhou”
"Lao Jiang, come to my Dalongjiang!"
"Lao Jiang..."
...
Jiang Chen didn't watch the barrage interaction. After singing the song, he took the I looked for it on my phone, found Zheng Zehao's name, and sent a message: "Old Zheng, are you at home?"
< br>Zheng Zehao was watching Jiang Chen's live broadcast at home at this time. His phone suddenly rang. He picked it up and saw the message from Jiang Chen. He jumped up from his stool in surprise, and laughed with trembling hands: "Hahaha , I knew Jiang Chen regarded me as a friend and was coming to see me!”
"Hahaha, great!"
Zheng Zehao replied to Jiang Chen excitedly: "I'm watching your live broadcast at home, hahaha, your songs are still so good."
Jiang Chen When I saw Zheng Zehao's reply, I smiled and replied: "I'm in the Northeast, let's get together?"
Zheng Zehao's eyes couldn't help but shed tears. His fingers were trembling slightly as he quickly typed a reply: "Of course. My home is in Mudanjiang, you know? I have everything at home. When you arrive in Longjiang, I will drive to pick you up. "
Jiang Chen: "Okay, see you there!"
Zheng Zehao: "Okay, see you then. I'll take care of all the food, accommodation and fun."
After Zheng Zehao sent the message, he stood up and shouted excitedly, and then asked what was going on in the yard. The parents shouted: "I'm going out to buy something. I have a good friend coming."
The two elders responded casually. : "Okay, buy more good things. If you don't have enough money, tell me."
Zheng Zehao: "Okay!"
As a middle-aged man, Zheng Zehao almost returned from working in Shanghai for many years. He has no friends anymore, and his fiancée has run away with someone. Now Jiang Chen truly regards him as a friend, and even travels thousands of miles to see him. He is so moved that he just wants to cry.
(End of this chapter)