Chapter Ninety-Two: The Voice

When the music ended, the old artists shouted together, "Woo...... Hey!"

Then he stomped on the ground.

Zhang Delin took his right hand away from the Yueqin and sang loudly: "Pieces of dolls!"

"Hey!" shouted in unison, stomping their feet.

"It's all on the hill!"

"Hey!"

"Pieces of dolls!"

"Hey!" shouted, stomping his feet.

This unique performance style has made many audiences who didn't know the old dialect deeply remember that the uniqueness of Huayin's old dialect is the foundation for it to go out of a small mountain village.

"It's all going around on the hill!" Zhang Delin sang the last sentence.

Zhang Deyun raised the stool in his hand and rushed to the front of the stage.

Those viewers were all dumbfounded, what was this for, they thought they were going to fight.

"Ahh......h Eh...... Hey, eh...... Woo...... Hey!"

Everyone sang in unison, and the whole performance of this section was completely presented to the audience by the veteran artist.

Zhang Deyun knocked on the bench with a jujube wood block in his hand, which became the final freeze-frame picture.

In the midst of the classic old finale, the whole song comes to an end.

At the end of the day, everyone in the recording hall stood up, their arms raised and clapped above their heads, applauding the new music and the old artists.

Shen Chujie had tears in her eyes, and she was relieved in her heart.

Although this song is not very perfect, it is beyond her expectations to be able to do this, and it is already a reflection of the level that this song can be sung in its entirety.

The old artists stood in the middle of the stage, their costumes were simple, they were all wearing simple clothes, the benches were placed in front of everyone, several musicians stood behind the old artists, and Shen Chujie stood aside, giving up the central position to Zhang Delin.

Zhang Delin's face was full of joy, and he almost shouted out with the audience.

The whole song was actually sung, and the cheers of the hundreds of spectators in the audience were deafening, and most of them were young people, he had not seen so many young people applauding for a long time.

Zhang He's eyes also felt a little gray, and tears flowed down his cheeks.

At this moment, he felt what is called the combination of real old and modern music! This is the music that really belongs to the old language!

On the stage, everyone bowed to the audience, and the veteran artists immediately walked to the backstage.

Shen Chujie held the microphone in her hand, stood in the center of the stage and said slowly: "I want to thank the five old artists who helped us complete this work on this stage just now and gave me a source of inspiration." ”

The audience cheered and applauded again.

One of the judges next to Zhou Wen suddenly became anxious, and hurriedly said, "Can you not let the old artists go down." ”

This person is also a famous singer, and he is a top-level figure in the music industry.

He hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Can those big brothers come back?"

It's really right to say that it's the eldest brother, this singer is about the same age as Zhang Delin.

Zhang Delin, who had already left the stage, had no choice but to return to the stage again, and the jujube wood block in Zhang Deyun's hand had not had time to put down.

Several judges all walked onto the stage and stood on Zhang Delin's left and right sides.

The judge who let Zhang Delin stay is named Wu Hai, who is an old singer, and even the song Zhang Delin sang when he was young They often listen to it.

There has never been an experience of being called up by guests after the performance, and Zhang Delin and the five of them are very nervous.

"Thanks to the five veteran artists, they used the music of the yellow earth to bring a shock to our urban smog population. Zhou Wen smiled.

Wu Hai also smiled, he put one arm around Zhang Delu's body, and said slowly: "I believe that everyone here is shocked to see the performance just now, we stand with these old artists today, it is very down-to-earth, this music really makes us feel that every note can smoke when it falls on the ground, this is a particularly good music." ”

It is rare for a singer of Wu Hai's level to give such a high evaluation, Shen Chujie said excitedly, both eyes were full of tears, and she couldn't bear it and didn't let it fall.

Zhou Wen handed the microphone to Zhang Delin and asked the old artist to say a few words for everyone.

The performance is not nervous, but the speech is nervous, Zhang Delin is really speaking on the stage for the first time, and it is over after the performance in the past.

However, he is the class leader, he represents an old artist, time is limited, and there is no room for delay, Zhang He made a gesture below, and Zhang Delin immediately understood.

With your own grandchildren down there, don't be afraid.

He held the microphone in his hand and said in a Guanzhong dialect: "Thank you, hello everyone!"

"My name is Zhang Delin and I am from Huayin, Shaanxi. Zhang Delin introduced himself.

He pointed to Zhang Deyun on the side and said, "This is my brother, called Zhang Deyun." ”

"This is also my brother, named Zhang Delu. ”

……

"It's all family, huh?" the audience wondered.

This opportunity is really rare, and being able to introduce the old voice in front of so many audiences is really making the old voice famous!

Wu Hai took the jujube wood block and stool from Zhang Deyun at this time, and prepared to try it himself.

Zhang Deyun gestured to him a few times on the side, and added a roar to his mouth.

"Bang bang bang!" Wu Hai knocked a few times, quickly put the stool on the ground, returned the jujube wood block to Zhang Deyun, shook his hand and inhaled the cool air, and the anti-shock force made the whole hand numb.

The audience laughed when they saw this.

Smashing the bench is not as simple as the surface, and no kung fu in your hands is such an end, Zhang Deyun's hands are practiced by planting dozens of acres of land, how can people in the city compare.

When the excitement ended, Zhang Delin took the microphone and continued: "Our old dialect is a very small opera, only we are singing in Hugou Village, and later many people in the city know the old dialect, we are the rock music of the East!"

The audience applauded.

The veteran artists then walked down the stage with their things.

The show was a great success and exceeded everyone's expectations.

When Zhang Delin and the others returned to the backstage, Zhang He and Han Le'an also chased after them.

"Master, your acting is really good!" Zhang He said happily.

"It's not just that we play well, but it's mainly that this female doll is well. Zhang Delin said with a smile.

The lyrics of this song use part of the lyrics of the old-fashioned repertoire "The Sun is Full and the Moon is Bent in the Sky" and "Guanzhong Ancient Songs", and some originals are added to it.

The tune is played with the old dialect as the main melody, and the style and characteristics of the old dialect are truly played.

"Thank you, old artists, without you, this show wouldn't be so perfect!" Shen Chujie said gratefully.

The combination of Huayin and modern rock music is really surprising, although because of the relationship of time, this music is not the most perfect, there are many flaws, but it is still flawed.

The song was undoubtedly a success.

The recording of the show is not over yet, but everyone has completely relaxed, it is enough to sing such a song on the stage, and the old artists don't want anything in the first place.

Shen Chujie will continue to record the show.

In the end, it was finally time for the audience to vote.

Zhang He sat in the backstage room with the old artists, looking at the picture displayed on the TV on the wall.

Shen Chujie sat in a house with a nervous face, and all the singers were sitting here at the moment, waiting for the host to announce the voting results.

"The number one is Shen Chujie!"

As the voice appeared, Shen Chujie hurriedly stood up and bowed to everyone.

"Shen Chujie, the song "Give You a Little Color", 299 votes!" the host said again.

Of the 300 people in the audience, only one person did not vote, and Shen Chujie undoubtedly won the first place.

For Shen Chujie, this is a first place, and for Lao Yan, this is a big step.

When Zhang He and the old artists heard this voice, their faces also showed surprise.

The show wants to pursue the effect of the program, and there are other recordings later, but these have nothing to do with Zhang He and them.

When the recording of the show was completed, Shen Chujie and Han Le'an invited the old artists to have a meal together, and the performance fees that should be settled should also be settled.

"Grandpa Delin, I hope we can work together again when we have the opportunity in the future. Shen Chujie said goodbye.

At this moment, they have arrived at the high-speed rail station.

"That's for sure. Zhang Delin smiled.

"I'll study this song when I go back, make some improvements, and we can do better with this song. Han Le'an also said slowly.

"Looking forward to your results. Zhang He said with a smile.

Everyone entered the high-speed rail station and returned to Huayin.

By the day the show aired, in an instant, the entire Internet exploded!

At this time, the internet has boomed, and many people choose to browse information online.

The four words of Huayin's old dialect instantly dominated the hot search and became a place where everyone scrambled to understand.

At this moment, many people who didn't know Huayin's old dialect before got to know the old dialect.

"Such a good show, I think it should be on the Spring Festival Gala!"

"That's right, this song is so exciting, if I don't go to the Spring Festival Gala, I will resolutely not watch the Spring Festival Gala!"

"This song must be on the Spring Festival Gala!"

Countless netizens posted messages on the Internet, supporting Huayin Laohua on the stage of the Spring Festival Gala.

As the heat gradually rose, countless news media began to interview those guests at the scene.

Wu Hai and Zhou Wen said that if Lao Yan really wants to go to the Spring Festival Gala, they will definitely support it.

The stage of the Spring Festival Gala seems to represent the recognition of an artist, and only when he can walk on the stage of the Spring Festival Gala can he be regarded as an actor recognized by the public.

Wu Hai and Zhou Wen are both old-timers in the music industry, and their words made the audience's expectations even higher.

The broadcast time of the program is December, and February next year is the broadcast time of the Spring Festival Gala, and the program of the Spring Festival Gala has already begun to prepare, and the rehearsal has even begun.

Many new media reporters made a special trip to Hugou Village to interview Zhang Delin and them.

"Mr. Zhang Delin, now the demand on the Internet is very high, do you want to let the old man go to the Spring Festival Gala?" the reporter asked.