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The expedition to the east is always empty~!

It's hard to give up the big country Chang'an City~!

Since ancient times, Chang'an~!

Zhou, Qin, and Han dynasties~!

The mountains and rivers are full of flowers~!

Eight waters flow around the city~!

……

Oriental Arts Theater.

On the stage, a group of old artists from Huayin, Zhongzhou, are performing the traditional family drama with excitement.

Their singing voices are sometimes lingering and passionate, sometimes vigorous and powerful, majestic and heroic, and it sounds quite about the Western Han singing the great river to the east. Luoyin also introduced the tune of Weishui boatman's horn, using a drag cavity of one person singing and everyone helping, which is commonly known as Rabo. The accompaniment music does not use suona, and the clapping rhythm of the sandalwood board is quite down-to-earth and has a unique flavor.

Under the stage, the 300-seat auditorium was full, but after an hour of performance, many students had left the theater one after another, and the audience was half empty.

Wearing a gray baseball cap and sitting in the back position, Lin Zaishan watched quite devotedly.

Although Lin Zaishan couldn't understand many dialects in the old dialect, Lin Zaishan was quite moved by the high-pitched and powerful singing and free-spirited passion of those old artists.

He Lin Zaishan wore the same baseball cap, and the white pigeon was watching with relish.

This form of music, when viewed on the spot, has a great impact on the white pigeon.

However, after listening to one or two jokes, like other young people, Bai Ge was also a little tired, and felt that they were all the same feeling, and gradually, they lost their freshness.

In particular, she couldn't understand what Lao Yan was singing, which weakened her sense of appreciation even more.

But seeing that Lin Zaishan was not annoyed at all, it was quite relishing, and the white pigeon also felt that it was relish.

This is the first time that the father and daughter have come out to watch the show alone, and the father and daughter have not even seen a movie together before.

Sitting next to Lin Zaishan, the white pigeon had to peek at Lin Zaishan from time to time, she was worried that Lin Zaishan would be annoyed, after all, this form of music art was too out-of-the-way, and she would be irritable if she watched too much.

But seeing that Lin Zaishan watched for almost an hour, he was not bored, but he was very devoted, which made Bai Ge's heart sweet, and she enjoyed this kind of leisure and solitary time with her father.

Usually at home, they are often alone, but now in the theater, the environment is completely different, which is particularly warm and comfortable in the eyes of the white pigeon.

……

His eldest uncle and his second uncle are all his uncle~!

The high tables and low benches are all wood~!

The car goes, and the car turns~!

Cocks don't lay eggs~!

Long worms can run without legs~!

The manhole and the well can't be pushed down~!

……

In the new performance section, the veteran artists sang a well-known joke for the locals.

The white pigeon covered his mouth with a smile and whispered to Lin Zaishan: "What is this singing?" His eldest uncle and his second uncle are all his uncles? ”

Lin Zaishan was amused by the white pigeon's funny tone, and whispered: "This is a joke in Qin's dialect." ”

The white pigeon asked, "The Qin cavity that blows the fire?" ”

"Qin Yan is not just blowing fire."

Lin Zaishan responded with a light smile, not explaining too much.

After Zhongzhou became stronger, all kinds of folk culture were expanding outward, and compared with the old dialect that was almost extinct, the Qin dialect expanded to a higher degree of popularity. However, a southern child like Bai Ge only has a memory of Qin Yan.

At 3:50 p.m., the 110-minute performance ended.

More than 10 old artists waved to the students in the audience along with Zhang Jiale.

However, at this moment, there are only a few dozen students in the audience.

"Whoa—"

The remaining students stood up and gave the warmest applause to the old artists.

Lin Zaishan stood up with a white dove and applauded the old artists.

The first performance of the old man was a success, but it wasn't perfect.

For the students, the attraction of this traditional art is too poor, and Zhang Jiale, who has been performing on the stage, feels this very obviously, but he is not discouraged, as long as it continues to be promoted, he firmly believes that one day the old style will be accepted and loved by more people.

At the end of the performance, Lin Zaishan left the stage with the white dove, and there were already many students gathered outside the small theater, and they were all waiting for the drama that opened at half past four.

Some students came out after reading half of the old style, and they were discussing with their classmates outside, and their evaluation of the old style was three words - so ugly!

They couldn't understand why the festival would arrange such a special show, and it was one every two days, and seven were arranged in one go!

In their opinion, this is simply a waste of the resources of the small theater! It is better to arrange more drama or music performances.

It is said that a rock band was supposed to hold a special performance at the art festival, but the organizing committee did not approve it, and the venue was approved to the old man, which made the students very angry, and some people even wanted to organize a protest petition to reduce the old music and give the theater to rock, so that the students could really get high.

Hearing the discussion of those students, Lin Zaishan secretly sighed in his heart, the young people of this plane are too seriously influenced by Western culture, and the traditional things of the nation are full of rustic and worthless in their eyes, and they have no acceptance at all.

In fact, in the previous life, it was similar, young people were rarely willing to accept local traditional culture and art, and even Peking Opera was almost out of market, let alone other traditional arts.

"Zhang Hao called, are they busy and can rehearse?" Not far from the small theater, the white pigeon held his mobile phone and said to Lin Zaishan.

"Just ask them, and if you're done, you'll rehearse, and I'll be fine. Time is tight, and your songs are still a mess. ”

Sticking out his little tongue in shame, the white pigeon went to answer Zhang Hao's call.

Zhang Hao called because he was busy with the work of the art festival, and took the initiative to ask Lin to rehearse in the mountain.

The two sides hit it off and made an appointment to go to the rehearsal room of the music department to continue the high-intensity rehearsal work.

……

I want to fly to ~ the highest, farthest, and most free and easy~

I want to hug ~ in the most beautiful moment ~

I want to see ~ who is a friend with me to the end ~

You are the one I am looking forward to the most~

……

"Awesome!"

Rehearsing "The Sky is High and the Earth is Thick", when Zhang Hao sang the three words "I want to fly", the kind of suddenly raised treble that penetrates people's hearts like a knife makes Lin Zaishan listen very cool!

Just this sentence, there is a shadow of Su Jianxin, and I also see Zhang Hao's most sudden improvement in skills.

This song "The Sky is High and the Earth is Thick" is the most sensational of the three songs currently sung by the Believers Band.

Maybe this song is written in the hearts of these children, and when they rehearse, every time they sing this song, they will be very excited, and the live performance is very good.

This is a chorus song, each of the five sons of the believer has sung it, and after asking the white pigeon's opinion, Lin Zaishan did not arrange this song for the white pigeon.

The white pigeon sings incompletely, she really can't sing, and this is a man's song, inserted into a childish female voice, it's too dramatic.

But even if it wasn't sung, when the white pigeon and the believer's five sons rehearsed the song, they felt the passion of the believer's five sons, and the white pigeon became very excited, and the tone of the lead guitar was particularly full and powerful.

The guitar solo interlude before the climax change, the white pigeon played very freely, and it was a bit of the original uncle's arrogance when he was young.

This little girl does have the blood of the original uncle in her body, or it may be that she watched too much of the original uncle's concert video, and subconsciously imitated it.

This song "The Sky is High and the Earth is Thick", and if it is rehearsed for a few days, it should almost have a performance-level level.

"There is no unbroken feast in the world", the believer band is okay, and the difficulty of singing this song is not high, and it should be no problem for the believer band to enter the finals with this song.

But the ultimate nirvana "The Sky is Above" in the finals, Zhang Hao sang the feeling, Lin Zaishan was not satisfied, and that night, Lin Zaishan rehearsed the "Sky Above" for the believer band.

……

Flying hair ~ the cold wind of the wax moon ~

Wild pigeons skim across the blue sky~

Pity me in this life~fate is predestined~

Can't walk with you~

……

No reason ~ no reason ~

There are only excuses ~ only excuses ~

Only the sky is left~

Only the sky is left~

……

"Stop! Stop! ”

With both hands playing the rest charm, Lin Zaishan called the band to stop.

"What's wrong, Master?"

Zhang Hao was suspicious between his eyebrows, their band was very good at the beginning, why was it stopped again?

"You feel so bad singing this song! Sing Low in the first line! ”

"No, right? I'm singing at enough pitch, isn't it low? ”

"I'm not talking about your pitch Low, it's about feeling! Do you feel understood? How many times have I told you, this song should have a sense of desolation and desolation, and as soon as you start the sound, you will make the listener give birth to a picture of the cold wind of the moon and the wild pigeon skimming the blue sky. ”

"This ...... It's too hard. ”

"I've shown you how to sing."

"You're singing so strong! I can't learn! ”

Recalling the super sense of artistic conception of "The Sky is Above" sung by Lin Zaishan before, Zhang Hao looked bitter.

Bi Yonggang and other band members all nodded in agreement at this time, Zhang Hao really couldn't sing the feeling of Lin Zaishan. People who have no experience can't sing the feeling of Lin Zaishan.

"You didn't study hard, of course you can't! When singing this song, you don't imagine that you are on the warm and pleasant beach of the East China Sea, you have to imagine that you have gone to the Loess Plateau, to the land of Sanqin, and in the heavy snow, you are singing alone in the air. ”

Comparing his hand to his throat, Lin Zaishan went further to Zhang Hao: "When making a sound, you have to lean back on the part where the voice is produced and increase the sense of space in the sound field, instead of pushing the sound field up and on the palate, the sound that comes out in this way is too direct, lacking a sense of space and distance." This song can't be sung like that, too low. ”

Zhang Hao: "Oh, oh, oh", debugged the sound part.

"Yes, that's it, the sound has to lean back and burst out again at the climax. Also, sing this sentence - 'Pity me in this life~ fate is destined ~ can't walk with you~', if you lack a sense of picture in your mind, you think that your girlfriend is hanging, and you can't be together in this life. ”

"Huh?" Zhang Hao was stupid when he heard it.

"I'll give you an analogy, if your girlfriend hangs up, will you be very sad?"

"It should ...... Would it? ”

"What do you mean?" The white pigeon sprayed Zhang Hao: "Your girlfriend is gone, aren't you sad?" Do you really like her? ”

Li He broke the news with a wicked smile: "Hao Zi has a girlfriend on his face, but there are several spare tires behind his back, and he won't take it to heart if there are one or two less." ”

"Your uncle!" Zhang Hao smiled angrily and kicked Li He.

Lin Zaishan looked at a few people with a stiff face: "Don't mess around!" Hurry up and rehearse! Do you want to win the final championship? ”

"Yes, it must!"

The silent Bi Yonggang spoke. He knew very well that this time the band was angry about the competition, and a big part of it was to help him breathe, and he also wanted to take this breath and show the stinky girl a championship, their believer band was the best!

After Zhang Hao returned to this song, Lin Zaishan continued to patiently tell him: "If you can't imagine that your girlfriend is hanging up, you can think like this - she just sits under the stage and watches you sing this song." But the two of you have broken up, there is no reason and no reason, you just broke up. You are in pain, but you have to let go, the world is so impermanent, it is impossible for everything to develop the way you want it to. Love and hatred, let go of it. Dignified seven-foot men are all old men, and they shouldn't be entangled in this kind of thing. Do you imagine yourself standing on the ancient plain of your ancestors, embracing the blue sky, singing the song "The Sky is Above", a heavy snow quietly falls, and all love and hate melt away......"

Without waiting for Lin Zaishan to finish speaking, Bi Yonggang couldn't help but interrupt and praise: "Master, your song is so good!" He listened to what Lin Zaishan said, and the little love in his heart was about to disappear.

Zhang Hao tried hard to understand the artistic conception of the song, recalled what Lin Zaishan sang, and was still very distressed, and said, "Master, did you write this song in Chang'an?" When you sing, you feel good because you've been there, and you can put yourself in that bleak atmosphere. I haven't been there, so I can't feel it! ”

After listening to Zhang Hao's version a few times, Bai Ge also felt that Zhang Hao couldn't sing the feeling that Lin Zaishan wanted in this song at all, and it was really difficult for Zhang Hao to sing to the realm of her father.

After hesitating for a moment, Bai Ge suggested: "Dad, Zhang Hao is too stupid, he will spoil this song, or you can change the song for him." ”

"If you change the song again, it's too late. In addition to these three songs, you also have to arrange an encore. In case you get the top three, you will be coaxed on stage, and you can't sing if you don't have it. ”

Zhang Hao suggested: "Then take the encore song as the third song of the competition, and wait for the championship to sing "The Sky is Above", so that I don't have to be afraid of playing too badly." …… Ahem. ”

"You have a cold?" Seeing Zhang Hao coughing, Lin Zaishan was heartbroken.

"If you catch a cold a little, don't worry, Master, I'll take medicine when I go back, even if I really catch a cold, I'll definitely be fine in two weeks."

"Yes, yes, but it will affect your rehearsal before, and also, people's throats are very fragile after a cold, and on the day of the game, it will probably be affected. On this biting step, you must pay attention to your body, if your girlfriend is infected with a cold, you should be modest, and don't meet during this time. ”

"I know, Master, don't worry, I won't delay the game." Zhang Hao said expectantly: "Why don't you arrange encore for us first, we are all looking forward to encore now." ”

Several others also showed anticipation.

But at this time, Lin Zaishan's mobile phone rang, and it was Caidie Records who called him.

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