Section 113 Transcending the Times

"Uh, I accidentally got it, then...... Did you get it to sing? ”

Looking at the young man who suddenly appeared, Dong Danwen was stunned, Dongfang Lu was stunned, and Dongfang Wan in the crowd was also a little stunned, Gu Jiaming, what kind of mess is this guy coming to make trouble? Ling Jing opened her eyes wide on the stage, shook the roses in her hand, walked over to this side, and when she was out of the range of the lights, she inserted the roses into a vase on the side of the stage and rolled her eyes. "Why are you here now?"

"The tire burst on the road, and it was delayed for a while."

"Heh, can you sing? I've never heard you sing ......"

"When someone covets my wife, they can't sing and can only be hard......"

When passing by, the two whispered a few words softly, although it was only for a moment, but the intimate attitude was obviously different from that of Dongfang Road, and Dongfang Lu said hello, and then, Jia Ming took the microphone with a smile.

When the two were in school, they nodded at each other, and Dongfang Lu decided that Jiaming and Sha Sha were boyfriend and girlfriend, and there was not much hostility, but just after walking off the stage, I only heard Jiaming on the stage say embarrassedly: "Uh, since the last one performed with the songs he wrote, then I simply used what I wrote to perform, is there a blank staff?" ”

As soon as this sentence was spoken, the people below were a little silent, where can I find a blank stave at this time, Ling Jing was anxious, Dongfang Lu had already brought a few from Zheng Zepei, Ling Jing hurriedly sent it, Jia Ming wrote it on the piano, and then picked up the microphone and said with a smile: "Hehe, okay, this is something written down when some people were forced to read romance novels a few days ago, and there were originally musical instruments such as pipa and erhu that should be mixed in it, but now there must be insufficient manpower, so I can only use the piano...... Uh, there's a drum kit ......"

Listening to the pipa and erhu, the people below laughed and said, Do you want to sing Peking Opera? Ling Jing looked at the stave in the writing and rolled her eyes, meaning that Sha Sha and I are forcing you to read romance novels. Dongfang Wan in the audience looked at this scene and thought about something else.

On such a stage, there is no tension, stage fright, and he can speak in an orderly manner - in fact, from the moment he stepped on the stage, this teenager has almost become a different person, still with that ordinary face, just decent casual clothes, but I have to admit that at this time, he has a more stable typhoon than many specially trained singers and movie stars.

Of course, it is also possible that because he has always been heartless, no one can feel oppressive about him...... On the other hand, looking at the young man on the stage, Zheng Zepei laughed: "Jianghai City is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, Lu Shao, this classmate of yours also knows how to compose lyrics and music?" ”

Dongfang Lu looked at Jiaming on the stage, then frowned slightly, shook his head and smiled: "Heh, I haven't heard that he knows this before, this classmate Gu Jiaming is relatively low-key in normal times......"

Dong Danwen on the side said coldly: "Where is low-key, I think he is making trouble." After saying this, she felt that she seemed to be a little out of shape, and after a slight pause, she simply took the school martial arts competition incident at the beginning of the school as a joke and said it to the two people opposite, from the beginning, she deliberately ignored Dongfang Lu around her angrily, but Dongfang Lu didn't care about her, for a moment, Zheng Zepei shook his head and laughed, from when he heard Jia Ming say that there would be pipa and erhu in his songs, he didn't have much hope, and at this moment he felt that this high school student was making trouble.

In about three or five minutes, Jia Ming wrote the piano score, handed it to Ling Jing, and nodded. Ling Jing pursed her lips and took a deep breath...... Fang just played for Dongfang Road, it was also the first time she played the music, she didn't have any tension in her heart, but at this time, her heart was expecting and apprehensive, one hoped that Jiaming would surprise her, and on the other hand, she was afraid that Jiaming's music would not be well composed, she didn't care, but Jiaming would inevitably be looked down upon.

"Uh, cough cough, well, this is the audition ......" Sitting in front of the drum kit, plugging in the microphone, Jiaming adjusted the position with himself and the drum rack, and then smiled and looked at Ling Jing, who was obviously still nervous, "Heh, it looks like my companion is still a little nervous...... Take a deep breath, I'm here. ”

Sitting at the piano, Ling Jing looked at the encouraging smile, and after a moment, she took a deep breath and swept her gaze to the audience. This is not a special concert, everyone is looking at it in the mood of watching the excitement and coaxing, and people are talking and laughing. There are also members of the student council she knows, some clapping and cheering, some nodding, some disregarding, and some full of disdain. This is the first time she and Jiaming have been on the same stage like this, and he said: Don't be afraid, I'm here...... She had imagined the society they would face in the future, perhaps...... The situation is somewhat similar at this time. Just say, "I'm here...... This is the couple's first performance.

"Well, here we go." Her voice sounded faintly, a little nervous, but it seemed peaceful and quiet, "The name of the song is ...... The east wind breaks. ”

Then, the piano melody of the light and graceful resounded in the banquet hall.

A lonely lamp stands in the window

I'll pretend you're not gone behind the door

The old land is more lonely if the full moon is revisited

The candle flame in the middle of the night couldn't bear to criticize me......

……

Under the light, with the melody of the piano, Jiaming's singing began to sound, the sixteen-year-old boy has just passed the voice change period, and there may be a little gap between imitating Jay Chou's voice, but it is enough to be placed within the scope of ordinary people, and even tends to be perfect.

A truly perfect killer needs to be familiar with a lot of things, especially for a killer like Jiaming who is used to disguise, often marksmanship, concealment and other things are secondary, and many times, he needs to perfectly play a completely different person and appear in different places. As one of the best killers, he can transform from a nobleman to a beggar, he knows philosophy, wine tasting, current affairs, musical instruments, mechanical physics, medicine and poisons, ventriloquism, can play the voice of different people, and with makeup, he can even become a perfect woman - as long as he doesn't have bed...... He has no rules for life, no concept of good and evil, no sense of shame or insult.

In order to survive, no one can imagine how many struggles he has gone through and how many trials he has undergone. The only thing he didn't understand was how to live like an ordinary person, because it was something that couldn't be trained.

Therefore, under the light, he always looked at Ling Jing playing the piano on the side, and over the years, he has always followed her gaze and steps.

……

A pot of wandering wandering is difficult to enter the throat

After you leave, the wine is warm, and the memories are thin

How to steal the time when the water flows eastward

The flowers ripen once they bloom, but I miss them

……

The faint melody, the calm singing, and the drumbeat that seems to beat on people's hearts. Almost after the first few words had passed slowly, there was no extra murmur in the hall. Dongfang Wan, who was originally going to watch the play, involuntarily took a deep breath, her eyes became confused, Dong Danwen, who was still talking about Jiaming's troubles, had no voice, her lips opened and closed, her expression seemed to be a little incredulous, Zheng Zepei stopped laughing, looked at Huang Lao, who was already sitting upright, and then looked at the performer on the stage, and straightened the glasses on the bridge of her nose.

If a singer is on a normal album, they will not be surprised, they will only express their admiration, but in such a completely unprepared situation, the appearance of such a song really gave them too much shock.

Relatively speaking, the song on Dongfang Road is so naΓ―ve that it seems to be a child's entry.

……

Who is playing a song with the pipa?

The years peeled off on the wall to see when I was a child

I still remember that we were all very young

And now the sound of the piano is faint, I wait, you haven't heard it

……

Before going on stage, Jiaming had thought about a lot of songs, which belonged to things that could be created at his age, and this choice was difficult to make, because all the songs that became famous were written by mature songwriters, and many things need to be precipitated after all. So in the end, when he chose this Dongfang Po, he said in advance that he was thinking after reading romance novels.

The genius boy is worried about the new words, after all, it can be said, as for some people who don't believe it and want to dig deeper, he doesn't bother to pay attention to it.

This is an epoch-making work in the pop music world, and placed here, it is a work that transcends its time. From this song, the Chinese style began to deeply infiltrate pop music, before this song, almost anything that advertises the combination of Chinese music style and pop can be said to be a semi-finished product, and if you are not careful, I am afraid that it will be written like Peking Opera, which is why after hearing the pipa, guzheng and other instruments, Zheng Zepei and others will scoff at it.

Professional musicians know how hard that can be.

After a while, the first pass of the song begins and ends.

……

Who is playing a song with the pipa?

Maple Leaf dyes the story, and I see through the ending

I'll lead you through the ancient road outside the fence

In the years of desolation, even the breakup was silent......

The perfect tune like a water town in the south of the Yangtze River, with the innocent love of the past, and the past in everyone's heart...... With the sound of music flowing out. Looking at the attention of everyone in the audience and feeling Jiaming's gaze, Lingjing suddenly wanted to cry, and tears flowed out quietly, some excited and some worried. For her, the lyrics are too infectious and too sad, she doesn't want that kind of silent breakup, why does Jiaming sing like this, is he also worried in his heart?

Halfway through the second section of the song, suddenly, the sound of the piano was chaotic, and then, Jiaming held the drumstick and stayed in mid-air. The entire hall fell silent like a time gap......

(To be continued)