Chapter Ninety-Eight: Nothing Left (1)
(This concert, many articles say that it is in the Gongti, according to my many research, it should be the first body.) )
May 9, 4 p.m.
Xu Fei followed the TV station's car to the Capital Gymnasium in Baishiqiao, Haidian. He's the proposer anyway, so it's no problem to get in with a press card.
The stadium is still closed, with 18,000 seats inside, surrounding a piece of space in the middle. I didn't even set up a platform, I just laid a red carpet on the floor, put a few pots of flowers, and there were signs behind them, painting watercolors or something.
On the right side of the carpet, there was a piano, and the short-haired Guo Feng was sitting there...... Looking at it affectionately, his eyes were full of his own long hair.
"When the prelude is played, everyone comes up from both sides, preferably hand in hand, and stands in three rows according to the previous position. ”
Wang Kun, the head of the Oriental Song and Dance Troupe, came to the scene to conduct and loudly beckoned everyone to rehearse.
108 singers, men wearing yellow jackets, women wearing pink jackets, looked at it, and thought that the environmental sanitation department was coming.
"Okay, stand still, I'll look at it again. ”
Wang Kun took a few steps back, swept all over the tall, short, fat and thin, and suddenly said, "Fu Disheng, you go to the back, it's too tall." Cheng Lin, come forward, Chang Kuan, don't move, you are the lead singer! Mao Amin, you and Cai Guoqing change positions, hey, right......"
He is directing over there, and the TV station here has already started filming.
After tossing for a long time, after the rehearsal, Wang Kuncai introduced: "This is our comrade from Beijing TV Station, filming our front and back scenes all the time, everyone cooperates, okay, rest for a while." ”
Taili attaches great importance to this concert, and dispatched three cameramen, a reporter, and Liu Di, director of the Literature and Art Department.
I don't have any experience, so why do you call it in front of the stage and behind the scenes, and why do you call it shooting tidbits? Anyway, if you catch someone, just ask.
Xu Fei broke away from the crowd, ran to the audience first, took a few panoramic photos condescendingly, and then took pictures from various angles in the southeast, northwest and north.
I don't know if I don't see it, and I'm shocked when I see it.
Can you imagine Fu Disheng with a beard? Can you imagine Sun Guoqing with hair? Can you imagine Mao Amin who looks like a crayon Xiaoxin!!
Teacher Xu was excited, grabbed a group of new rookies and started shooting. It's not a group photo, just take a solo photo, especially Li Lingyu, who was also fascinated by that jade rabbit spirit to death.
After a while, a roll ran out, and I sat next to it to load the film. At the end, when I looked up, I suddenly saw a small buddy poking next to the piano, chatting with Guo Feng.
"Cui Jian!"
“......”
The man looked back suspiciously, and looked at a raw face, "You know me?"
"I've seen it when I've eaten, and the trumpet is played well. He opened his mouth and came.
Cui Jian formed a band in 84, called Seven Plywood, which specialized in playing foreign music in Western restaurants, which was unique in Beijing. And when he heard it, he was immediately in awe, he could afford to go to a Western restaurant, this is a master!
"It's all guest lifting, uh, you're from the TV station?"
"My name is Xu Fei, and I'm a guest reporter. ”
Guest journalist?
Lao Cui didn't understand, anyway, he shook hands and knew each other.
At this moment, a videographer happened to slip over and seemed to shoot this side. Xu Fei flashed to the side, let go of the camera, and suddenly asked, "What song is prepared for this concert?"
"Uh......"
Lao Cui instantly faced the camera and turned into an interview, feeling strange in his heart, "This, this will be kept secret for the time being, and you will know in a while." ”
"Did you write this song yourself?"
"Yes. ”
"Can you tell us about your creative feelings?"
"It's nothing, it didn't take long to write this song, it's just, it's just ......"
He was wearing a yellow jacket, he hadn't changed his classic outfit, and he was slow to pronounce words, as if every word had to be considered, "There are a lot of things that are pressed in my heart, and they naturally flow out, and I didn't think it was a Chinese song at first." ”
"Why?"
"Because of its melody and style, it's not very acceptable, it's quite Western. But after I finished the song and filled in the lyrics, I realized that it was a Chinese song. ”
The photographer had no idea what kind of shot he had captured and what it meant, so he stopped for two minutes and ran somewhere else.
Xu Fei flashed back to his place and said with a smile: "Thank you for your cooperation, I'll take a picture of you." ”
"Oh, good. ”
Not long ago, Lao Cui was eliminated in the first round of the first Peacock Cup National Popular Song Grand Prix, because the judges couldn't accept his singing style. But this concert took the initiative to extend a hand of friendship and let him be one of the lead singers, so I was grateful and very honest.
He found an open space to stand up, Xu Fei tried the lens, and always felt awkward.
"Can you take that jacket off?"
"Don't stiffen your body, be natural. ”
"You can be whatever you want to be in your usual state. ”
Lao Cui was fiddled with by him for a long time, and he was also annoyed, so he simply took off his jacket and picked up his guitar.
The head shape that is not divided into half a point is quite long, and the eyes are covered underneath, and there is a rebellious and unruly wave hidden in the eyes.
"That's right!"
Click!
Xu Fei pressed the shutter and was greatly satisfied.
............
At five o'clock, there was a crowd in the square outside the capital, and after half an hour, the crowd gathered more and more.
Almost all young men and women, with fashionable curly hair, jackets, jeans, red scarves tied to their foreheads, and dancing disco with tape recorders on their shoulders.
The people around stood in a small circle, whistling and applauding, and some of them shook their flashlights and flashed artificially.
When Chen Xiaoxu and others came, they broke into such an atmosphere. She was reluctant to find ten people, only Ouyang, Hou Changrong, Deng Jie, Wu Xiaodong, plus Zhang Li.
Okay, not a lot.
"This!
Seeing Xu Fei beckoning over there, several people ran over and started invoicing one by one.
"Let's go, let's go in first. ”
"I didn't check the ticket. ”
"It's okay, it's going to be hard for a while. ”
He led everyone through the small door, shook his work card, and entered the gymnasium. It's the first time, I just feel that it's so big space, and I'm amazed.
After waiting for a while, the large army began to enter the venue, and there were nearly 20,000 people in Wuyangyang, and the hall instantly became noisy.
Their position was not far away, facing the stage, Xu Fei turned out a panda binocular, and once again showed that he was a big dog, "You didn't buy anything to eat and drink?"
"It's all at Brother Hou's. ”
Hou Changrong carried a big bag, first took out a bag of peanuts, melon seeds, broad beans, and then took out a warm pot with his hand.
"Why are you bringing a kettle?" Xu Fei was shocked.
"I cooked a pot of mung bean soup in the hotel, so I just took it with me, don't spend any more money on it. ”
Brother Hou shook a few more small cups.
You're also a hardcore!
Xu Fei is convinced, he is really a good man at home, and he can't compare.
In this event, there were 108 singers on the stage, but the list announced later was 112, and no one can verify the specifics. There are even rumors that Faye Wong, who is only 17 years old, is also inside, of course, there is no way to know.
In addition, Tian Zhen, who participated in the recording, was temporarily absent for some reason, which is also a pity.
At about six o'clock, the concert was about to start, and the lights were slowly dimming. Everyone was very excited, the craze was surging, and there were people who forced the goods to blow the horn, and the wah-wah wow was shocking.
After another moment, there was a snap, and a beam of light hit the humble stage.
Li Xiaojun, the announcer of the Oriental Song and Dance Troupe, came to the stage, with big earrings and big flowers pinned to his sideburns, and said the opening words:
"May this gentle profundity bring you unfading true feelings from your heart, warmth to you, infinite longing and comfort...... Welcome to the "Let the World Be Filled with Love" concert ......"
(Also, yesterday it was a change to the old white driving school, and I forgot to write it.) )
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