Chapter 240: The Wind Continues to Blow
It is said that the style of the four heavenly kings on the stage has its own characteristics, which can be seen at a glance.
Always with a waist and flat shoulders, and the arms and ribs are the width of a dachshund, it must be Liu Dehua.
is always calm, and the one who sings and composes is particularly out of tune must be Li Xiaoming.
Forever bouncing, if you don't dance, you have to die, if you don't sing fast songs, you have to die, it must be Guo Chengcheng.
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After finishing work that day, Chu Qing bought two VCDs of Xueyou's concert and went home to watch carefully. After watching it for a full day and practicing in front of the mirror all night, I can grasp some of the essence.
Orchid finger, ambiguous expression, sometimes closed eyes and sometimes shallow smile, singing to the high * tide like to twist the body, in a word, mother!
However, he seems to have heard that many awesome singers are used to cocking their fingers, because there is power contained in it, which is equivalent to a human adjuster to help transpose or treble.
Like those who don't go straight to poke and howl on the stage, they can't warp if they want to.
Well, after Chu Qing's hard work and practice, he also faintly had a hint of thought, but he was not yet sure. Of course, what he worries about is not imitation form, but singing.
If his acting skills have reached B+, then his singing skills are only a pitiful E-, which is several notches worse. What's more, it's not enough to lose people in the mainland, Baba's run to Hong Kong to lose it again.
Just thinking about it makes my heart congest.
At night, on the first floor of the set, the crew was setting up the scene.
The budget is very poor, so a few wooden planks are used as a stage, and there are televisions, stereos and other equipment stacked next to them. Under the stage are several round tables, with simple drinks and drinks, and the roof of the shed is hung with rotating lanterns common to KTV, which makes the indoor stars shine.
"That microphone, move it a little to the left, and put it in the middle of the camera!"
"Remember, the backlight should be bright and the near light should be dark."
"Try the stereo again. There is no sound. β
This is the main event, Liu Weiqiang didn't dare to take it lightly, checked left and right, and constantly corrected it. Seeing that the arrangement was almost done, he turned his head again and shouted, "Where's Qingzai?" β
"Dress up upstairs." The assistant replied.
"What clothes, haven't you got it for so long?"
He frowned, and was about to send someone to urge, so he heard the sound of footsteps, and then looked up. And he saw that it was dressed like a Samoyed. jumped downstairs in two steps and poked him all over the snow.
Above, it seems to be a men's base shirt, with a long-sleeved V-neck, and a large piece of chest meat. And it seems to be a little smaller, tightly tied to the body, highlighting the flowing water-like lines.
Below, even more excessively, is a pair of jeans that are a little shorter. Stepping on white leather shoes, revealing straight and straight feet and necks.
That's it, with his quiet and uninhibited eyes, just throw a GAY bar. is a proper top-brand Oiran, and it's especially the kind that sells himself and doesn't sell his art.
"Who dressed you up, the original costume?" Liu Weiqiang was shocked and asked, looking at the roots of his shiny hair.
"Sister Mei. Brother Hua also came up with an idea. Chu Qing didn't feel ashamed, but was very satisfied.
This is the construction of the building that he took the initiative to mention, and he sued Ame yesterday. The other party also felt great when he heard it, and spared no effort to help.
Because Amei is the godsister of Brother Xueyou, she knows Zhang Geshen too well, and she really wants to see how Chu Qing will behave.
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Liu Weiqiang stared at him speechlessly for a while, uncomfortable at first, but after pondering for a while, he felt that it was quite okay. Anyway, it's all funny, it's all exaggerated, and it's OK to try the effect.
Soon, the crew was ready, Liu Weiqiang was stunned that he didn't invite a group performance, and made full use of the idle staff, about a dozen or so, as the audience of the party.
Save money.
"Stand in place!"
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With a dozen boards, the light in the room dimmed instantly, the colored lights quietly changed on everyone's faces, and the music sounded at the same time.
Chu Qing held the wheat in his right hand, his eyes were slightly closed, he glanced lazily at the audience, then closed his eyes and sang: "I have waited, my love, outside the boring street......"
As soon as I started this sentence, I heard a loud noise below.
Wu Junru almost dropped the cup, the pheasant sister-in-law slammed into the corner of the table, and Amei covered her mouth tightly and didn't dare to say anything. And Liu Weiqiang, who was carrying the camera, was crooked, and thanks to his steady hands, the picture did not shake off.
This song should only be in the sky, big brother!
I heard that you are bad at singing, but I didn't expect it to be so low.
"Big guy, you're so bad!"
Wu Junru couldn't bear it anymore, stood up and rushed to the front of the stage, shouting face to face at him.
Liu Weiqiang was calm and never stopped, although it was written in the script that he won bursts of cheers, but the funny situation in front of him seemed to be more interesting.
"Oh oh oh!"
Seeing that the director didn't care, the others also coaxed and applauded. Drinking, dancing, troublemaking, and noisy, no one listened to him sing.
Chu Qingcai didn't hang those goods, he was intoxicated by himself, hunched his waist and neck, and raised the orchid in his left hand.
Every time he spit out a word, his mouth opened very wide, and then closed it forcefully, so that the muscles in the center and cheeks were stretched and stretched, which was unbearable!
"I'm waiting for you back tonight, like I had a crush on you......"
When he reached the high tide, he couldn't help but twist his body, starting from his neck, to his shoulders, to his waist and hips, and then to the white leather shoes he was stepping on...... Left, right, right, left, very rhythmic.
"Who can give you tenderness every night, and I am only secretly bitter......"
Since the director didn't shout, he continued to sing until near the end, and for some reason, the noise became quieter and quieter.
Wu Junru and Ah Mei, including Andy who was waiting, were surprised at first, then they were bad, and then they thought it was funny, but now, they all opened their eyes wide and stared without blinking.
I saw the one on the stage, still swaying his body, getting lighter and slower, like a silver snake in estrus, swinging in circles, showing his own territory.
He is not just imitating Brother Xueyou, but unscrupulously exudes a tempting hormonal taste, covering the surroundings carelessly, drawing the ground as a prison, and no one can escape.
ββ¦β¦ Relive the time when you return, like I had a crush on you. β
Finally, the song was sung.
Chu Qing put away the strength of his legs, stood firmly, and slowly exhaled, suddenly feeling a strange atmosphere, he couldn't help but open his eyes and look, and was suddenly startled.
I twisted like a snake, but I was a good snake, and I wasn't Medusa, but I didn't have petrified rays.
"Click! Pass! β
Two seconds later, Liu Weiqiang shook his head and waved his hand.
Chu Qing went upside down and went upstairs to change his clothes, no matter how the audience behaved, he was quite satisfied.
What he wants is this kind of external attack and internal acceptance, half straight and half bent, so that people can distinguish the incompetent dare to kick, which is very in line with the weird style of this scene.
Speaking of which, during the time he came to Hong Kong, he didn't learn anything else, but his reading level and understanding of the film genre have gone to a higher level.
In a commercial film like "Love Like a Dream", although the plot is nonsense and the characters are exaggerated, he understands that even if it is an exaggerated performance, it is also called performance.
is like Liang Jiahui, he is a good acting actor in "Lover", and he is also a good acting actor in "East Becomes West".
And Chu Qing has good acting skills in "Platform", but he is not necessarily good acting skills in "Buying Murder and Filming People".
The highest state of an actor is ever-changing, holding the yuan and keeping one. At present, he is still far behind, not only the realm problem, but also the accumulation is not enough.
Chu Qing naturally realized this, and today is also a successful test, and the next direction of efforts, simply put, four words: broaden the way of play.
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Nostalgia is to remember the past.
Objects of dust, people who have passed away or lost contact, vague and forgotten hometown soil, and untouchable old times. It may become a fad, or even a philosophy, but it is only a sentiment after all.
People don't want to admit that they like the new and hate the old, but they often suffer because of it, and nostalgia is undoubtedly the best analgesic.
Chu Qing's life, in the final analysis, is a love affair. Near, far, remembered, unremembered, liked, disliked...... Many people and things that were observed by bystanders in previous lives appeared in front of them vividly, so clearly.
He upgraded Jacky Cheung's posture, and Lau Dehua wanted to learn Leslie Cheung to sing, in the eyes of others, it may be a happy joke, but he added inexplicable emotion.
The light was even darker than before, and only a beam of white light hit Andy. He holds the microphone, turns his back to the camera, and then turns around, dressed oddly.
This is the style that Leslie Cheung wore at last year's concert: long hair, bun, cloth skirt, thin fibrous roots, and a small mole on the left cheekbone. Enchanting but not glamorous, and not half girly.
Regarding his sexual orientation, the Hong Kong media has always been cynical, and they don't let it go every time, and the black spray is overwhelming, and it is useless. But this does not prevent the enthusiastic concert series from becoming a classic.
Andy's outfit is not as feminine as his brother, and he looks tougher and quite happy.
Then, the music played, and he spoke slowly:
"I advised you to go back early, but you said you didn't want to go back, so you just asked me to hold you. The gentle sea breeze cooled the wildfires......"
The strength of the Heavenly King is absolutely instantaneous, and the atmosphere of the audience is boiling, and everyone cheers. Chu Qing sat in the corner, as if enjoying a stunning and sad movie.
"The crying posture is also beautiful, how to stop crying has to kiss the side of your hair lightly......"
Liu Dehua sang "The Wind Continues to Blow", while Anita Mui leaned next to him and watched. These three names that are enough to engrave the history of Chinese performing arts are wonderfully blended in a flash.
Ame's cheeks were propped up, the high light was bright, the low light was dim, and only the outline of the man could be seen.
She's laughing, not acting, she's really laughing.
Maybe she saw the Red Pavilion four years ago, but she just changed the background. Where the elder brother stood, miraculously, soft, cold, proud, delicate.
Then, the deep and sensual voice flew from the sky, and every word sprinkled on the long-lost stage.
Where he stood, he couldn't see the beautiful face clearly, the light and shadow were staggered, and there was silence.
"The wind continues to blow, I can't bear to stay away, and I want to stay with you ......" (to be continued......)