Chapter 1061: Finally You Can Let Go of Singing
Qin Qing's "Pu Jia" was originally a song in "The Book of Songs: Qin Feng", which is a ballad of Qin Di.
There are many possibilities for the origin of this song, some people say that it satirizes Qin Xianggong, some people say that it pursues women, but there is no doubt that he is a poem with a very high degree of spread in the Book of Poetry.
From ancient times to the present, I don't know how many people have composed music for this "Pu Jia".
But just as when Gu Xiaobai brought the song "Yanyan" from ancient times to modern times, when Qin Qing sang the song "Pu Jia", many people present had an inexplicable strange feeling.
Seem...... This is the original "Pu Jia".
This tune, this singing, this sound......
It's like you've traveled through eternity.
Qin Qing on the stage, using the dialect of the Qin State, singing ancient sounds, using his F-level performance skills, striking out scattered and completely out of tune, accompaniment to himself, and singing while knocking, this feeling is already extremely strong.
I'm used to listening to the full arrangement, the chords, this primitive, simple, almost cappella singing, why is it so good? so wonderful?
Listening to Qin Qing singing will make people have a strong feeling.
The human voice is the most powerful musical instrument in the world.
Everything else, is superfluous.
Music is alive, and there is always a strange beauty in living things.
The bright flowers are beautiful, but in the desert, the cacti that grow tenaciously also have a breathtaking beauty that makes people suffocated.
Some people, they don't need to learn complex music theory, they don't need to arrange all kinds of harmonies, they don't even need beautiful melodies, they just need to sing, what harmony, what music theory knowledge, as if all of them are invalid.
Some people just exist in a way that is completely contrary to common sense.
Backstage, after Kim Dong-hwan pulled out the microphone, there was only one feeling.
Damn, fortunately, Lao Tzu pulled out his microphone!
Otherwise, wouldn't we have lost?
Then, he saw Qin Qing on the stage smiling.
Hey, is this thing turned off?
Oh my god, I'm going to suffocate me!
When did I Qin whisper so quietly!
Qin Qing took a deep breath, his chest bulged up like a drum, and his shabby green robe seemed to be full of breath in an instant, and it was windless and automatic, and in the next second, a huge sound wave spread wildly.
If before, Qin Qing's singing voice was like the earth roaring, then now, his singing voice is like a huge planet, smashing down head-on!
"The leaves are desolate, and the white dew is not dawning. The so-called Iraqi people are ...... in the water of the Mae
Qin Qing's voice became louder and louder, as if there were invisible ripples, spreading from his body, his hair, beard, robe, all trembling in this ripple, he no longer sat on the ground, but stood up, his eyes widened, the board-like zhu in his hand, with the lyrics he sang, waving in the air, making people suspect that zhu was not used to knock, but used as a performance prop.
Qin Qing raised his head as he sang, and then squinted his eyes again, revealing a look of enjoyment.
His voice spread from the stage and then bounced back from all sides of the auditorium.
The resonance and feedback of that sound was something he had never felt before.
In those days, where did you find such a huge unobstructed space that could produce such a completely unfettered resonance?
It's so cool!
Lao Tzu finally sang well!
The singing of the resounding Xingyun suppressed the audience.
Backstage, all the Korean singers, are stunned.
What is it like to sing a song in a field of thousands of people without any amplification equipment, but it shakes everyone's eardrums?
There is no need for a megaphone, just the voice of the human being, the sound field and timbre of the scene, which is completely different.
This is a completely different experience, and the vast majority of people in this world may never hear such a song or see such a singer in their lifetime.
The man, who was ragged and unkempt, sang as if a king had come and could call the wind and rain.
Ordinary S-level singers, when singing, are still compared to skills, singing skills, and singing quotients.
But as soon as he spoke.
That's the Word.
That's the truth.
That's the bible of the mid-bass range.
Those present did not know that the person standing on the stage may be one of the people closest to "sanctifying through songs" throughout the ages, and if only in terms of singing talent, he may be ranked in the top five among all singers throughout the ages.
Although limited by the times, his singing skills were not well developed.
Modern music theory is rich in knowledge, and modern vocal theory is developing rapidly.
But do modern people sing better than the ancients?
Singing, in the final analysis, is a human talent of human beings.
Some people, he only needs to rely on instinct, can go to the extreme of theory.
Everyone present had lost all their thoughts for a while, and they only felt that their knees were about to break.
What the hell, what kind of guy is this?
Is this the national team going to the countryside to send warmth?
No, the national team is not so good!
This person can go and send warmth to the national team......
At the end of the song, Qin Qing looked at the audience.
Everyone stared at him blankly.
Qin Qing thought about it and felt that everyone hadn't heard enough.
Heck, how can you make the audience not have enough?
So he opened his voice again: "I will send Xue Tan to Weiyang." Why do you give it away? Road car ride yellow ......"
Everyone under the stage just wanted to applaud, but they stopped in a hurry at this time, for fear of affecting Qin Qing's singing.
Singing again? Is this unfinished or what?
They didn't know it at all, but they had already changed the song.
Qin Qing, he just hasn't sung before.
After all, they couldn't understand it, the Book of Poetry was already difficult to understand, and Qin Qing still used ancient sounds and dialects.
Fortunately, there are still people on the scene who understand.
Qin Qing was singing when he saw Tao Ran and Ye Weiyuan coming up from the side.
The two of them, one by one, grabbed his arm and dragged him down.
"Alas, alas, apprentice, what are you pulling me for, I haven't finished singing yet......" Qin Qing was a little unhappy, "Alas, alas, my sleeves, I am just such an untorn dress......"
There was silence.
After a long time, the applause rang out.
In the live broadcast room, there was also a long silence.
"What did I just hear?"
"Dig a groove!"
"I'm running out of words, why am I not on the scene!"
"You don't need a megaphone to sing, you can sing like this, awesome!"
"Convinced, today I have another idol!"
"There is still such a awesome character in the Chinese music scene, where did Uncle Hao dig up this kind of character!"
"Why can you lose? You can't lose if you want to!"
Everyone argued for a while, and suddenly a question suddenly came to mind.
"The microphone was pulled out just now, and what we heard was far-field radio. ”
"Why is there a problem with even the microphone! What the hell are these Koreans doing?"