Chapter 74: We Will Win

Everyone was amazed.

Lin Qian had already sorted out his thoughts and said to them: "In the pop music industry, it is not uncommon to add Peking Opera elements to music, and many songs are quite good and popular. We can also add Peking Opera elements to rock music, to be reasonable, whether you understand Peking Opera or not, whether you understand Peking Opera or not, as long as you see Peking Opera elements, you will feel very beautiful and stylish. ”

This is the current situation of Peking Opera.

Peking Opera is really a very beautiful thing, but the threshold for appreciation is too high, and few people can enjoy it completely, but everyone is very keen to split the elements of Peking Opera and use them elsewhere.

When Lin Qian said this, the rest of the Peking Opera Society also roughly understood.

"That's a good idea," Su Xia was the first to speak, "Peking Opera is something we are familiar with, so we won't be so worried when we wait on the rock stage, and this also makes our rock very distinctive and can increase popularity." Even if you lose in the end, it can be regarded as spreading the ...... of Peking Opera"

"Bah, bah, you can't lose!" Qin Dawei.

"That's it, you can't lose!" Zhang Yuxuan was also nervous.

"I don't want to call Shao Long's father......"

"I don't want to!"

"Bah, bah, children's words, children's words. ”

A group of people from the Peking Opera Club are gossiping.

Su Xia touched her nose a little embarrassed, and under the pressure of her friends, she also snorted a few times and said a few words of fairy tales.

"We're going to win!"

"Sure to win!"

Everyone was full of fighting spirit, and they urged Lin Qian to get off the task, patting their chests to ensure that Lin Qian would do whatever they told them to do.

Lin Qian already had a plan in his heart, and took out a list at this time: "We need these performance props, let's see what ready-made ones can be used in the Peking Opera Club and which ones need to be bought." ”

Qin Dawei came over for them, a few heads gathered together, and chattered for a long time: "We have one by the flag, we also have a big knife, and there are two sets of the same short-fight armament, we can find a way to improve it with the old clothes in the club...... There weren't guitars, basses, or keyboards, and Shao Long's gang wouldn't lend us the gear of the rock club. ”

Lin Qian thinks too: "There should be a lot of guitar players in the school, let's see if I can borrow one." ”

"The guitar is easy to find, but the bass and keyboard are relatively small - by the way, who will play the guitar?" Li Ziming suddenly thought of this problem, even if they can make up an instrument, but no one may be able to play it.

"Does anyone will?" asked Lin Qian.

Everyone is dizzy, dare you prepare things for a long time, I don't know if anyone can play it?

"I won't. ”

"Neither will I. ”

The masses have expressed their positions.

Qin Dawei: "I will ......"

Zhang Yuxuan covered his mouth.

Lin Qian looked at Zhang Yuxuan strangely, and then at Qin Dawei: "Will you?"

"Yes, yes!" Qin Dawei broke Zhang Yuxuan's hand.

"He won't!" said three or four voices in unison.

Lin Qian looked at them in surprise.

Su Xia took a deep breath and told him the painful truth: "Lin Qian, you can make up for Qin Dawei's singing "Farewell My Concubine" ...... in your brain."

So Lin Qian understood in seconds.

If Qin Dawei's guitar level is also similar to his singing Yu Ji, then it might as well not be.

"Is there anyone else who will......"

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After some hectic work, he finally assigned tasks to everyone in the Peking Opera Society, repairing equipment, borrowing musical instruments, and practicing singing.