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Ye Zi sang heartily.

Ni Jun continued to beat the rhythm vigorously on the side of the stage, and the feelings of the teachers and students gradually eased in Ye Zi's passionate singing, and some students had already begun to beat to Ni Jun's rhythm.

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The song slowly came to an end.

At this time, the audience, under the leadership of Ye Zi's singing voice and Ni Jun's hands, completely forgot about the accident on the stage just now, and collectively beat Ye Zi's singing.

The singing is flying, the applause is loud, and the crowd is excited!

With the clean end of the last long note, Ye Zi ended the singing of the song.

Applause erupted with applause!

"Good!"

"Well sung!"

"One more!"

"Sing One More !!"

"We're going to listen to "I Really Love You" !!"

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Ye Zi smiled and bowed deeply to the audience: "Thank you, teachers, students!" Thank you! With that, he turned around and prepared to step down.

Another one? Joke!

What do you sing without preparing anything? Do you want to sing a cappella? I haven't figured out a lot of things here!

Ni Jun took a microphone, stepped forward to stop Ye Zi with a smile, and asked loudly, "Do you say that Ye Zi sings well?" ”

"Good !!"

Deafening answer.

"Then do you want to let Ye Zi have another one?"

"To !!"

Or a deafening roar.

Ye Zi shook his head lightly: "Teacher Ni, I didn't prepare. ”

"It doesn't matter, there is a piano on the stage, and I will accompany you." Ni Jun said confidently.

Hearing Ni Jun's answer, the audience became even more uproarious.

After a slight hesitation, Ye Zi put down the microphone and leaned over to Ni Jun's side and discussed softly: "That's okay." Teacher Ni, then I'll sing another song "Young People's Voices". Please give me accompaniment, D harmonic minor, thank you. ”

Ni Jun was stunned for a moment, also put down the microphone, and asked in a low voice, "Is there this song?" Why haven't I heard of it? Do you have a score? ”

"The campus songs in the Taiwan Strait, I learned them by myself, and there is no accompaniment score." Ye Zi was a little puzzled, this song is very famous, why, no one knows?

Ni Jun shook his head: "I haven't heard this song. Think about it again and see if there are any other songs to sing. ”

"Otherwise, Mr. Ni, you don't think this will work."

Ye Zi hesitated for a moment before continuing: "I know a little guitar, can you please borrow a guitar for me, I can play and sing by myself." ”

When Ni Jun heard this, he felt a little unhappy in his heart, and said in his heart: Is your self-playing and singing comparable to my piano accompaniment? Young man, it's a bit of a bit of a shame!

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Although he clearly knew that his actions would definitely make Ni Jun dissatisfied, Ye Zi still insisted on doing so. For him, a show is a show, and the quality of the show is always his first consideration.

Ye Zi didn't know Ni Jun's piano level, and the memory of his previous life had long been blurred, but he only remembered that it seemed to be good. But now that he is in the middle of the performance, Ye Zi has no way to verify this.

Besides, Ni Jun has never heard this song at all. Improvisational accompaniment is not something that anyone can do!

Taking a step back, even if there is a ready-made accompaniment score, how good is Ni Jun's sight-reading level? That's also unknown.

In addition, in the case of using only one instrument to accompany the musician, it is extremely important to pay attention to the coordination between the musician and the singer. Rather than having no tacit cooperation with Ni Jun, Ye Zi felt that it was better to play and sing alone.

For his guitar playing level, Ye Zi is still quite sure.

Changing songs? Maybe.

However, if you change the song, it is also a problem for Ye Zi.

After all, more than 20 years have passed, and Ye Zi has just been reborn in this era. Except for some particularly outstanding masterpieces, he has no idea which songs have been released and which have not yet appeared in this era.

It's not a good idea to change the songs of later generations. It's not wise to rush into releasing a new song before the time is ripe.

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Ni Jun's heart was a little unhappy, but he didn't pay too much attention to it. I've been in middle school for a long time, what kind of young people haven't seen it? What's more, Ye Zi just looks a little proud.

Turning around and raising the microphone, Ni Jun said loudly to the audience: "Okay, classmate Ye Zi agrees to sing another song・・・・・・

"Good !!"

Before the words fell, the applause rang out again.

"Be quiet for a while, everyone be quiet for a while!" Ni Jun raised his right hand and pressed it down hard.

"Ye Zi didn't prepare the accompaniment tape for the second song in advance, so he wanted to borrow a guitar temporarily, and he wanted to play and sing a song for everyone. If any of you have brought a guitar, please bring it to the stage now. ”

As he spoke, Ni Jun suddenly remembered that Liu Xuejun, who was performing in front of Ye Zi, wasn't he performing a guitar solo?

"Liu Xuejun, Liu Xuejun from the fifth class of the third year of high school, please bring your guitar to the stage and borrow it, thank you!" Ni Jun hurriedly said.

Liu Xuejun got up from his seat slowly, reluctantly walked to the stage, and handed the guitar to Ye Zi.

The scenery on Ye Zi's stage made him a little jealous, and this guitar was a gift for his eighteenth birthday, and he cherished it very much on weekdays. If it weren't for Ni Jun naming his name on stage, he really wouldn't want to lend this guitar.

Awkwardly lent out the guitar, Liu Xuejun's heart was not without malice to speculate about Ye Zi: Don't think that if you sing well, your eyes will be empty, this guitar is not so fun! If it bounces like shit for a while, then it's going to be a big mess!

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"Thank you, Liu Xuejun."

Ni Jun made a cameo appearance: "Next, please ask Ye Zi to continue singing for us, everyone applauds and welcomes!" ”

Of course, Ye Zi couldn't know the malicious speculation in Liu Xuejun's heart. He solemnly shook hands with Liu Xuejun and thanked him, and hurriedly tuned the sound when Ni Jun commanded the students backstage to place the microphone stand on the stage.

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"The E string is 13 cents lower than the standard note, so according to the characteristics of this guitar, please tighten the pin shaft around three-sevenths of a turn."

A slightly mechanical female voice suddenly sounded in Ye Zi's mind.

"Who?" Ye Zi was startled, his hand tightened, and he almost broke the strings.

That strange voice flashed, and then there was no trace of it, which made Ye Zi suspicious in his heart.

"What the hell?!"

But now is not the time to dig deeper.

After taking a few deep breaths, Ye Zi quickly tuned the tone briefly, leaned in front of the standing microphone stand that had just been arranged, and said, "Thank you very much for your encouragement and support from all teachers and students. Next, what I want to sing for you is a campus song from the Taiwan Strait: "The Voice of Young People". ”

"You may not be familiar with this song, so let me introduce it to you."

"Everyone should have heard the song "Grandma's Penghu Bay", right? The original singers of these two songs are the same person, both of whom are Anbang of the Taiwan Strait. ”

"This song "The Voice of Young People", like "Grandma's Penghu Bay", is also a very famous song in the campus folk song trend in the Taiwan Strait, and it is also written about the lives of our young people. I like this song very much, and I just take this opportunity to introduce it to you today, and I hope you will enjoy it too. ”

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Ye Zi deliberately said a few more words.

When introducing the background of the song, Ye Zi leaned sideways, quickly played a few strings of up and down scales back and forth on the guitar, and quickly changed a few chord positions, familiarized himself with the guitar's frets, positions, the height of the strings, the softness and hardness of the strings, and other characteristics, and his fingers moved slightly, and then immediately stopped the slight sound of the guitar.

The teachers and classmates in the audience also gradually quieted down in Ye Zi's words.

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A string of light sixth-degree two-tone melodies suddenly "flew" out of the speakers in the auditorium with the flipping of Ye Zi's ten fingers.

Ye Zi on the stage, wearing a white shirt with sapphire blue bootcut jeans and white sneakers, under the dazzling lights of the stage, her lips are red and her teeth are white, and her youth is infinite.

Ye Zi firmly clamped the guitar under the armpit of his right hand, his left hand quickly changed chords on the guitar fingerboard, and the palm of his right hand lightly touched the guitar panel.

The domestic Kapok brand classical guitar seemed to come to life in his hands, and a string of beautiful notes came out of the small cabinet of the guitar, through the sound system of the guò auditorium, and sprinkled into the hearts of the audience.

The classmate sitting next to Cui Zhengguang pushed him, who was opening his mouth and was extremely surprised, and asked softly: "Big head, big head, when did Xiao Yezi learn the guitar?" It actually plays so well! Tell him about it and let him teach me. ”

"Yes, yes, big head, you can tell him, I want to learn too."

"And me, and me!"

Several classmates next to him followed suit.

Cui Zhengguang clicked and closed his mouth, almost biting his tongue, and said angrily: "Go, go!" Even I don't know when this guy stole this hand. Wipe! Keeping it a secret from me, let's see how I clean him up when I go back! ”

With a roll of his eyes, Cui Zhengguang suddenly glanced at the squad leader Yin Lihua, and said with a strange smile: "Could it be that our little leaves are finally thinking of spring?" Ready to sneak up on a secret weapon and take down our squad leader on the spot? ”

"Cui Datou! You ・・・・・・ you nonsense! ”

Yin Lihua, the squad leader who had already returned to the class position, shouted angrily when she heard that Cui Zhengguang, the most poisonous crooked mouth in the class, suddenly burned the flames of war on herself.

The girl's heart is a different feeling, it seems that ~~ is a little eager for what Cui Zhengguang just said to become a fact.

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In the audience, the one who can give the most accurate evaluation of Ye Zi's guitar level is the stage manager Ni Jun. Again, he was the most surprised one.

It's not because Ye Zi's performance is too poor, but because Ye Zi's guitar performance level is completely beyond his imagination in advance. Although it sounds like there are still a lot of flaws, judging from Ye Zi's eighteen-year-old age, this talent is absolutely extraordinary!

This stinky boy, no wonder he has to play and sing by himself, it turns out that he has confidence! Not bad! That's great! Do you want to ・・・・・・ recommend it to Lao Sun?

Ni Jun nodded silently in his heart, and the little dissatisfaction just now disappeared with the wind.

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Liu Xuejun has completely lost the idea just now.

Liu Xuejun, who is also a guitar learner, clearly knows what a huge challenge it is to use an instrument that he is not familiar with to play the music to Ye Zi's current level! In just a few preludes, he has deeply realized that there is a huge gap between himself and Ye Zi!

Ye Zi sighed lightly in his heart. He was really not satisfied with his appearance.

Now I obviously haven't practiced the guitar yet, my fingers are stiff, and the coordination of my left and right hands is not coordinated enough, which doesn't meet Ye Zi's requirements at all. The current level is probably less than one-tenth of Ye Zi's previous life! If it weren't for the previous life, Ye Zi had worked the guitar for more than 20 years, and he had complete control over the guitar as an instrument, maybe he would really be ugly now!

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As soon as the prelude of the eighth bar passed, Ye Zi lowered the volume of the guitar a little, began to play the broken chord with his right hand, and leaned closer to the microphone to sing softly.

I flicked the dull old guitar again

I want to say a lot from my heart

Silence, silence is your answer

People say that the campus is like an ivory tower

We bask in the dashing of ignorance

Who wants to listen to what I have to say?

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It's like a butterfly must go through the chrysalis struggle

will have a pair of wings solid and picturesque

We're like, too

Butterflies in general

I slowly enriched and grew up on campus

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I flicked the dull old guitar again

I want to say a lot from my heart

Who wants to listen to me?

Conveying the voice of the heart

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The sound of the piano is dingdong, and the singing is melodious!

Ye Zi's singing and piano sound were like a breeze in a summer night, whispering in the audience's ears.

When it came to the chorus, Ye Zi's right hand happily swept the strings, bringing out a strong syncopated rhythm, and the singing gradually became excited.

The teachers and students were infected by Ye Zi's love, and gradually became hi with the rhythm of the music. The neat and rhythmic applause sounded unconsciously, and many students had already begun to hum loudly along with Ye Zi's melody.

The sound of the piano, singing, applause, and chorus were mixed together, and the atmosphere of the whole performance was pushed to ** by Ye Zi!

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