Chapter 37: Drunk is a Dragon
The piano on stage is electronic.
Qiu Dalin, who dragged Chen Mo to the stage, sat in front of the electronic piano, buckled the rope and took out the scores written by Chen Mo from his arms, just spread them out and stared wide-eyed for a long time, before finally finding the "For the Dragon" he was looking for.
It's just that when trying to clamp the score, Qiu Dalin, who was quite drunk, tried several times, but failed to succeed.
"I said the drunken cat on the stage, you better hurry down, what kind of piano are you playing like this now, it's quite appropriate to go to Balipu to play cotton."
Someone was heckling in the audience.
Balipu is a famous textile trading market in Chang'an.
There's no way, who let Chen Mo be dragged to power, what Qiu Dalin said was too hateful, and it was strange that no one coaxed him at this time.
And this coaxing remark naturally caused laughter from the whole bar, and this literati are still light on each other, not to mention the musicians who are actually more competitive than the literati.
"Say what? I'm a dignified little prince of electric steel, and there are times when I can't play the piano? Look at you! ”
Qiu Dalin's eyes widened in anger and shouted, and then it was really like a divine help, and finally set up the score in a folder and placed it on the electric steel.
"Hmph-"
After making such a proud sound, Qiu Dalin began to try to play.
At first, it was naturally miserable, after all, this product was not only affected by alcohol, but also the score of "For the Dragon" was played for the first time.
"Drunken cat, you said you didn't play cotton, what kind of stuff are you playing!"
Although the ears of the heckler are not as sensitive as Chen Mo, if they can't hear such an obvious key error, then dare to make a heckle in this twilight bar?
"Hey, I said you guy......"
It's no wonder that Qiu Dalin can stand this and again stimulation, he patted the piano and got up angrily, this thing is really not a good-tempered good man and woman.
"Da Lin, don't be impulsive, play well, how can I sing without your accompaniment?"
Chen Mo hurriedly held down Qiu Dalin, it was cool to go down and fight, and with Qiu Dalin's physique, it was quite a big chance to win, but that didn't prove anything at all.
Fortunately, Qiu Dalin can listen to other people's words, but he can still listen to Chen Mo's words that he is truly convinced.
Although he was still unhappy, Qiu Dalin sat down again, and then bounced up with a ding-dong bang.
This time it was a little better, at least the mistones were no longer so obvious, but the connoisseurs in the bar didn't see it that way, and they exchanged harsh comments in whispers.
"Five wrong notes?"
"Six, that chord just now sounded weird, and eighty percent was wrong."
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"Young people are young people, it's good to have a temper, but it's boring to have a temper but no ability."
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"See, drinking alcohol affects the performance of the performance, and the little fat man will definitely not be able to get off the stage for a while."
"It's better not to get off the stage, and don't see what kind of place this is?"
As Qiu Dalin's performance continued, the discussion did not subside, but became louder and louder.
Qiu Dalin, who could see it at a glance on the stage, of course heard these negative comments, but as soon as he wanted to shoot the case again, he was pressed on the shoulder by Chen Mo, who had been prepared.
"Boom-"
A long misson, which completely disrupted the rhythm, caused everyone in the audience to laugh at the joke.
But just when Qiu Dalin was so anxious and angry that he even woke up five or six percent of his wine in an instant, Chen Mo magically conjured a microphone, and then started singing softly.
"On the palm of the hand, the eternal moonlight. That wound, the desolation that passed by with a smile, looked forward to you, you stood on one side, it was you who were born to be a dragon, remember that your name is Yan Huang-"
Chen Mo sang completely a cappella at first, and the only accompaniment may be just the inverted laughter from the audience.
However, when Chen Mo only sang the four words "Looking forward to the head" in a soft and stubborn voice, the original noisy laughter in the audience had disappeared, and at this time, Qiu Dalin's piano finally caught up again, and because Chen Mo was singing, it was accompanied by a good appearance.
So when Chen Mo sang the affectionate word "Yan Huang", the laughter in the audience had already completely disappeared, only I don't know who was easily moved by the singing, and muttered a word, the person said: "Long ......".
is also a descendant of Yan and Huang, in this world where China is the first of a hundred countries, how many descendants of Yan and Huang will not be proud of their identity?
This pride has even made the public forget that this ancient country they are proud of has also had bloody and chaotic times such as chaos and dynasty change.
But Chen Mo only used these few words to make them forget their arrogance for the time being, and recalled those dark histories that were only brushed aside even in history books.
Chen Mo didn't care about the audience's reaction, he just continued to sing affectionately-
-- The remnant sun on the beacon and on the battlefield
-- Next to the broken blade, the years flow quietly
There were at least seven or eight listeners in the audience, and they couldn't help but let out a hissing gasp, because they felt the slaughtering desolation coming to their faces.
-- Twelve chapters, you look at the four places from afar
-- The Yellow River and the Yangtze River
-- It's your innate flamboyance
-- The wind and rain swept away the red walls and green tiles
-- Danqing leaves tomorrow's yellow flowers
―― The warm strokes of the ink fragrance in the Chinese characters
-- Expression passed down from generation to generation
Singing this, many listeners' emotions that were originally brought down were easily re-raised.
The audience, who had solemn expressions, smiled one after another.
Look, look, this is our country, our home.
-- Prosperity and disgrace mottled his cheeks
-- After a thousand years, the lead was washed away
-- The soil that has always been held on to is under your feet
-- An unswerving answer to the death
Several listeners with delicate feelings, tears rolled down their eyes involuntarily, they seemed to see the ascension of the dragon and the phoenix bathing in the fire that they had high hopes for, and saw the lyrics of the "washed away lead" and "unswerving", just because the song they sang seemed to tell the truth calmly, but the person who made people feel very excited was Chen Mo.
Only at this time, there was no other discordant noise in the whole bar, except for the sound of the piano, which was still playing according to the score.
Everyone was afraid that any sound they made would become the culprit for Chen Mo to stop singing, they ...... I want to keep listening, very, very much!
No one will ridicule and look down on Qiu Dalin anymore, on the contrary, all the eyes that look at Qiu Dalin have become obviously grateful, because if it weren't for Qiu Dalin, the drunken cat, who dragged Chen Mo onto the stage, the ghost knows when he would be able to hear such a beautiful singing!
This song, and this singing boy, is just, it's ...... It's just so handsome!
Fortunately, as the audience wished, Chen Mo repeated the song from the sentence "The wind and rain have swept away the red walls and green tiles", which everyone has never heard before, but it has easily made them want to stop.
But no matter how irresistible the song is, there is an end to it after all, when Chen Mo finally sang the last "Remember that your name is Yanhuang", and Qiu Dalin's also finished the accompaniment and dropped the last note, the whole bar fell into a deathly silence.
I don't know how long it took before someone finally shouted like waking up from a dream.
"Huh? Why don't you sing it?! ”
Of course I won't sing it, because I'm already done.
The corners of Chen Mo's mouth couldn't help but curl slightly, and then bowed slightly in the direction of his voice, which could be regarded as a thank you for this high delay.
And then......
Thunderous applause rang out.