Chapter Seventy-Seven: Shen Fu's Vocal Accompaniment
Fang Chun looked at Shen Fu angrily, it's all this time, what are you messing with?
You come, how do you come!
Can you still play a musical instrument? Even if you could, would you still be able to use it as a band?
At this time, the members of the crazy band all stared at Shen Fu fiercely, packed up their instruments and turned to leave, leaving the backstage preparation room.
Fang Chun stomped his feet angrily, called a few student union cadres, and said to them: "Something happened, the crazy band is gone, everyone hurry up and contact the local band, or rent some musical instruments from the musical instrument store, and then contact the students of the music performance department and ask them to help." ”
"President, is it too late? Next show, it's time to sing. Someone questioned.
"Do it too late! I can only do my best. Fang Chun had a little headache, and he was helpless.
At this time, she was tapped on the shoulder, and when she turned her head, she saw Shen Fu.
"Hurry up and find the accompaniment tape of "Flowers and Full Moon" yourself, and when it is still your finale, you will sing "Flowers and Full Moon". Fang Chun didn't mean to complain about Shen Fu, he just said a little tiredly.
Although she was a little strange about Shen Fu, but in that situation just now, Duan Yuqing was molested by foul language, and if Shen Fu was silent, she would look down on Shen Fu.
It's just that Shen Fu's temper is too explosive, so he didn't say a word, and directly beat the two people opposite.
Shen Fu stretched out his hand to the other party: "Give me the program list." ”
"What?" Fang Chun asked strangely.
"I said that I would accompany you, but if you don't give me the program list, how can I accompany."
"Do you play guitar or piano?"
"Not at the moment."
Fang Chun couldn't cry or laugh, and said speechlessly: "You hurry up and prepare your show, don't make trouble, okay?" Nothing, you still want to give people accompaniment. ”
Shen Fu still stretched out his hand and said, "Give me the program list, I have a way, haven't you heard of a cappella?" ”
A cappella?
Fang Chun was stunned.
She naturally knew that a cappella meant vocal accompaniment, and there was no need for musical instruments at all.
"Will you?" Fang Chun asked in disbelief.
"Just give me the program list."
Fang Chun hesitated, gritted his teeth, and asked a student union cadre to give Shen Fu a program list, and it was time for the song to be performed immediately, let's be a dead horse doctor!
Shen Fu took the program list and took a look, and the next program was "Fake Monk", a classic rock track.
Shen Fu had heard this song, but he still needed to listen to it again, so he took out his mobile phone, searched for this song, and listened to it on the spot.
Auditorium III, on stage.
When the sketch show ended, two student hosts, a man and a woman, walked to the stage, and after saying a few more literary lines, they said: "Next, I will bring you a song "Fake Monk" brought by Chen Biao, a junior student of the music department! ”
Offstage, in the front row of leaders.
"Principal Duan, the quality of your party is good, this sketch is very good, there is a lot of baggage, enough laughter, good rhythm, and high artistry, it seems to be original, right? There are a few jokes that are quite interesting, not bad, not bad. ”
A middle-aged man who looked like an official man said with a smile, and beside him, the principal Duan Xuejun was sitting.
"The Wang Ju has won the award, and it is all the efforts of the students themselves." Duan Xuejun smiled slightly.
"I heard that your singing shows this time are all accompanied by professional bands, and you don't use accompaniment tapes? That's not a small deal. ”
"The sponsorship brought by the student union itself, they are also very attentive, and the TV station will definitely do a good job when they come to interview, and it can be regarded as a broad publicity for us."
The two just chatted.
The show began.
"Hey, isn't it an accompaniment, where is the band?" Wang Ju saw the curtain open on the stage and found that there was only one student standing in front of the microphone, and there were no other instruments, let alone a so-called band.
The thousands of students in the audience also began to discuss in confusion.
"What about the live accompaniment of the band?"
"Damn, I'm just here for the band, the school fools people!"
"I want to put the accompaniment tape again, what's the point of this, I heard that it's a party that the school flower is in charge of, how can this be."
", the people from the provincial satellite TV are here today, this is to perform false propaganda in front of the TV station."
On the lower right side of the stage, a group of TV station workers carrying equipment were also full of doubts.
"Why don't you have a band?"
"Without band accompaniment, what else should we do about the special topic of literary and artistic construction in major universities, I already knew that I would go to other schools."
A TV station leader frowned and said, "Forget it, just shoot it like this, just cut it out after filming, don't broadcast it in the news." ”
On stage, the music student had a slightly embarrassed expression on his face.
He had just learned that the band had picked a child, and there was no live accompaniment, not even an accompaniment tape.
He asked anxiously in the audience, how can he sing without accompaniment, he won't want to sing a cappella, right?
Fang Chun told him that he really couldn't sing a cappella, and now it's too late to find an accompaniment.
The acting student smiled wryly, aimed at the vertical microphone, and was about to speak.
"The accompaniment hasn't even started yet, why is he going to sing?"
"You don't want a cappella, do you? The TV station is still recording, isn't it funny to sing a cappella! ”
"Our school is going to be a shame!"
Offstage, Wang Ju looked at the students on the stage and said to Duan Xuejun: "Principal Duan, you specially arranged for the students to sing?" This is amazing, dare to sing in front of thousands of people, it seems that the singing skills are very good. ”
Duan Xuejun glanced at the embarrassed students on the stage, shook his head and said, "Let Wang Ju see and laugh, I'm afraid it's because the backstage is not ready and there is a problem." ”
"Something went wrong?" Wang Ju's face was stunned.
At this moment, a beautiful melody without warning suddenly sounded.
The music student on the stage was shocked, his face was happy, he heard it, this is the guzheng prelude of "Fake Monk".
The students in the audience also heard it.
"Guzheng, it's Guzheng!"
"So there's an accompaniment tape."
"No, it's not accompaniment, it's like live accompaniment, strange, since there is live accompaniment, how can there be no one?"
"Yes, it's a live accompaniment, and if you use an accompaniment tape, there will definitely be acoustic noise."
At this moment, the original simple melody of the guzheng was added to the melody of another instrument - the keyboard.
Then, there is the beating of the drums, which is the third kind.
Then the guitar and bass sounded.
When the sound of the sixth flute sounds, the melody rhythm also reaches a small **.
"Damn, this is a live accompaniment? That's so good! ”
"What kind of band is this, the various instruments work together perfectly, and it's not worse than the accompaniment on the CD!"
"I'm getting goosebumps."
The audience's eyes lit up, and their expressions were extremely excited.
The melodies of the six instruments are flawlessly blended together, and most importantly, there is a touching sense of shock that directly touches their nerves.
It was as if a beautiful note jumped directly into their bones, making all the listeners tremble.
At the same time, whether it was the students, the school leaders, or the staff of the TV station, they were all a little puzzled - since it was a live accompaniment, why didn't they see the band?
At this point, the backstage preparation room.
All the student union officials, as well as the performers waiting for the scene, all stared at Shen Fu with wide eyes and were shocked to focus on Shen Fu's body.
I saw Shen Fu holding a high-definition microphone, his mouth slightly opened and closed, and a melody flowed out of his mouth like a winding stream.
This soul-stirring melody is mixed with the sounds of six instruments, as if played with the highest quality instruments in the world.
The six melodies, blending with each other or running separately, were perfectly simulated by Shen Fu with a mouth and a voice.
He's a band in his own right, one of the best bands in the world!
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