Chapter 344: The Brightest Star Tonight

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A melodious, gentle soundtrack sounded in the auditorium.

Xiao Fei paced slowly on the stage, as if walking on the streets of Hong Kong at midnight when the bustling city was still bustling and crowded.

His expression is so natural, his demeanor is so casual, the sleeves of his robe are lightly waved, and he is elegant and elegant, so that his ordinary face seems to have a faint brilliance in the eyes of many audiences.

"What are you doing? Isn't it a recitation? ”

"Haha! It can't be that you forgot the word, right? I didn't even take a piece of paper, I wanted to show it, but I didn't expect that after I got on stage, my brain was pumped, it was blank, and I didn't know what to do. ”

"It doesn't look like forgetting words, but like brewing emotions and interpreting the artistic conception of this poem."

Offstage, some students were whispering.

They were very puzzled by Xiao Fei's performance on stage. According to ordinary people's thinking, the so-called recitation of poetry is to poke on the stage, face the microphone, and recite the poems aloud in a subdued and frustrated drama tone.

But now, looking at Xiao Fei's fluttering typhoon, it is simply not according to common sense.

The students of Peking University are all top-notch, all of them are people who think very highly of themselves, so many top-notch people get together, it is easy for no one to be convinced, thinking that the height you can reach, I will definitely be able to reach or even surpass.

Everyone is scrambling to work hard, the purpose is to make themselves more dazzling and compare with their classmates.

Students like Xiao Fei, who were admitted to Peking University early after repeating their studies for a year, are very disdainful of most students.

A lot of people think it's not a big deal.

They were looking at Xiao Fei with a critical eye, seeing him as one of their competitors.

Finding fault with the opponent's shortcomings or flaws, that is naturally a very cool thing.

Not to mention Xiao Fei, even some famous people in various industries who have been famous for a long time will be criticized and criticized when they come to Peking University to give speeches.

Historically, there have been many people who wanted to give speeches to the students of Peking University but were knocked out of power in embarrassment, for example, Yu Dan is a living example.

The reason why no one has coaxed Xiao Fei at this party so far. It is because of the presence of the head of state that the students cannot be ignorant of the height of the sky and the thickness of the earth no matter what.

Off the stage, Lin Nanwu also sweated.

Xiao Fei told him before that he wanted to do a different kind of poetry recitation. The poem "The Last Minute" is performed in the form of traditional chanting.

At that time, Lin Nanwu also agreed.

Because in the rehearsal, Xiao Fei's performance was very good, much better than standing on the stage and reciting dryly.

But, now. In front of a group of big leaders, he was really afraid that something would happen to Xiao Fei, such as being nervous, forgetting words, stumbling or something, it would be too embarrassing.

That's it, before Xiao Fei opened his mouth to chant, he hung up the appetite of many people at the scene.

Someone gloated and waited to see him get out of trouble.

Some people are afraid that something will go wrong with him.

Some people appreciate his performance on stage, waiting for the excitement and emotion that he brings to the big guy when he recites.

Xiao Fei pretended to be on the stage for more than ten seconds, and then he stopped. Begin chanting.

Midnight, Hong Kong!

Let me pull - hold your hand!

Tilt-listen-last-minute--clock--the stormy journey.

As soon as Xiao Fei's chant came out of the first few sentences, there was a slight commotion in the audience.

"It's a traditional chant recitation, a very standard chant recitation, and now it's rare for people to recite poetry like this." Someone called out the name of Xiao Fei's way of reciting poetry.

"When he was reciting, he was still performing, his expression was engrossed, and his mind seemed to have been completely immersed in the artistic conception of the poem."

"yes, it's as if he was strolling through Hong Kong's Golden Bauhinia Square a minute before the clock strikes midnight on June 30, 1997."

"This kid. It seems that there is still a certain amount of study of traditional culture. Cao Zizheng, head of the Department of Chinese Language and Literature of Peking University Chinese nodded and said.

Sitting next to Cao Zizheng was Lu Zelin, the head of the Department of History, and when he heard Cao Zi say just as he said, Lu Zelin smiled and said softly: "Brother Zizheng, do you regret it now?" ”

Cao Zi looked straight ahead with expressionless eyes. He said, "Look at what kind of performance he has behind, chanting is not such a simple thing, and there is a lot of knowledge here!" What he is showing now can only be said to be the fur of chanting, and he has also added a lot of stage performance elements, from this point of view. It can be seen that he is a person who is unwilling to be lonely and a grandstanding person. If he can really interpret the poem "The Last Minute" in the original traditional chanting method, then I will completely convince him. Now, it's still far from it! ”

Cao Zizheng unceremoniously pointed out Xiao Fei's mistakes.

Lu Zelin shook his head lightly, very disapproving. He felt that Cao Zizheng was too pedantic, if he couldn't keep pace with the times and simply inherit ancient culture, how could such an ancient cultural inheritance become popular in modern society?

And Lin Nanwu, who had been worried, heard Xiao Fei start chanting, and his performance was as good as during the rehearsal, so he was completely relieved.

Lin Nan didn't think about it, it seems that Xiao Fei's child has a big heart.

In front of so many people.

Especially in the face of the national leaders in the audience, it is really not easy to be able to be so calm without stage fright.

It is really amazing for a child who grew up in the countryside to be on such a big stage for the first time to perform like this!

The chief sitting in the middle of the front row also nodded slightly when Xiao Fei chanted.

The chief didn't forget to whisper to the people around him: "The poem recitation that Xiao Fei is performing now is actually an ancient reading method that has been inherited in China for thousands of years, called chanting and reciting, and ancient people used this way of reading and reciting, and this way has several characteristics......

The chief's erudition was not covered, and although he was busy with official duties, he was an avid reader and had studied quite deeply in many aspects.

For example, this chant has four main characteristics.

First, when chanting, the flat voice is long and short, the flat voice is low, and the voice is high-pitched. This is quite different from the average modern recitation.

Second, it is important to read through it. Well, the so-called deciphering is actually that the pronunciation of some words in certain contexts is different from the modern popular pronunciation.

The Chinese language is the product of the close combination of phonetics, forms and meanings, and the pronunciation is different. The meaning of the same word is completely different.

Third, chanting and recitation emphasize the leaf (xie) sound, that is, for the sake of rhythm and harmony and the beauty of rhyme, the pronunciation of some words should be changed.

Fourth, it is still a problem of equality. If the pronunciation is not read out in the recitation, not only will the beauty of the rhythm be destroyed, but also after the sound changes, the meaning will sometimes change, maybe the entire artistic conception of the poem has been changed.

Of course, there is much more to chanting than that.

on stage.

Xiao Fei immersed himself in all his body and mind, reciting the poem "The Last Minute".

If it is said. When he recites the first stanza of the poem, his tone is still relatively soothing, but when he recites the second stanza, his tone changes again.

The momentum of chanting rose.

Passionate, like a storm, like fireworks in the night sky quickly blooming brightly.

He vividly showed the artistic conception of this poem, the emotion of this poem, the passion of this poem, and the joy of this poem in the way of recitation.

He guided everyone's mood at the scene, making everyone's hearts beat with his groan.

When he recited the third stanza of this poem, looking back on the history of a hundred years of vicissitudes of suffering, Xiao Fei's tone was like chanting a sacrificial text: to pay tribute to the past suffering, the pain of the nation. I also dedicate a funeral song to the hundred-year shame that is about to end.

Xiao Fei recited the last verse of the poem, and his voice became clear, joyful, and uplifting, and not a single word revealed the expectation of Hong Kong's return to the motherland.

Xiao Fei was no longer chanting, he was almost already reciting the verses of this verse in a chanting tone.

And this time.

The British flag, which had been hanging from the flagpole like a dead bird, was slowly descending from the flagpole. It's about to be minimized.

The party scene was boiling again.

People stood up and watched the landing of the rice-shaped flag, which symbolized Hong Kong's colonization, and many people's eyes were full of tears.

now

It's midnight, and it's morning,

All eyes are brand new sunrises.

All salutes are the bells of the century.

Hong Kong, let me hold your hand tightly

Listen to the last minute of the stormy homecoming,

Then to run, to hug,

Go and greet the fresh

Dewy and aromatic

Rooted deep in the earth

The first Bauhinia......

Xiao Fei spit out the last word, and the rice-shaped flag was completely lowered, and at the same time, outside the auditorium, bright fireworks began to roar into the air.

The melodious national anthem sounded.

A national flag was displayed in the center of the stage, and a tall flagpole was raised.

Everyone was watching the flag rise, everyone opened their mouths and sang loudly to the melody of the national anthem.

Everyone was uncontrollable and excited, and almost everyone's eyes were full of tears, and they were allowed to run all over their faces.

Xiao Fei stood on the stage, also looking at the raised national flag, he was also singing the national anthem softly, and he was also excited, just like when he watched the live broadcast of Hong Kong's return to China in his previous life.

He knows that Hong Kong's return to the motherland is a prelude to the motherland's rise as a great power, and that after the return of Hong Kong and Macao one after another, the development of China's national strength and national strength has shown an irrepressible trend. More than 10 years later, the economic development achievements of the Chinese nation have attracted the attention of the world, and the dream of becoming a strong country will be realized......

In this life, he is bound to help his country and his nation get on the fast track of development faster and earlier with his own strength.

The national flag is raised and the national anthem stops.

The audience stood up, applause suddenly rang out, and everyone was cheering and nodding to Xiao Fei......

Xiao Fei bowed for a curtain call, he knew that his performance tonight should be considered a success, two times on stage, twice set off the high dynasty of the party, it was enough. (To be continued.) )