"Tell me first, I used to recite the speech in the guest room, and you helped me revise it that time. At that time, I was really nervous in front of so many leaders and colleagues. Now that I have you by my side, I am not afraid of any wind and rain! Momiji couldn't help but rejoice in her heart, and Ying Ying smiled.

Lu Feng remembered that that time he meditated hard and spent a whole afternoon of rest in order to perfect Momiji's speech. Especially at the end of the article, in order to enhance the appeal and set off the atmosphere of the scene, he also deliberately added a sentence, so that the recitation can be ups and downs and go to *. That time, he racked his brains, but he was in a happy mood, because he could share the worries and solve problems for the girl he loved.

Thinking back to this, Lu Feng's face showed an extremely happy smile, "Actually, I don't know very well, but in order to fight with you prepared, I checked a lot of information in this area from the Internet, which said that the body is naturally straight, you should be moderately straight, your shoulders are sagging, your eyes are level, and you are smiling, of course, the smile from the bottom of your heart, this is naturally what you are best at, my smile angel, haha!" ”

"The music begins." Seeing that the two had finished discussing, Sister Zhao began to play the accompaniment tape, which was the classic "Autumn Whispers" by the piano prince Richard Kleiderman, which spread like a dream. The beating notes, jumping and spinning in the keys, the melodious melody, and the unique tranquility of the autumn night, lingered in the room.

Momiji picked up the microphone and recited earnestly: "The distant full moon, the distant homeland, a strong breath, pulling out a tear of the past......"

Not to be outdone, Lu Feng followed: "You are far away from me, I am far away from you, waiting for a full moon with each other, missing each other......" After the two finished reciting, Lu Feng sighed, looked at the red leaves, and said with a smile on his face: "This music is not over yet, but we are finished, isn't it too fast." ”

Momiji carefully checked the lines in his hand again, and shouted: "Wow, it turns out that I missed the middle sentence 'a quiet round of full moon ......'." ”

"So I will be wrong and follow you." Lu Feng glanced at her funny, but there was a smile in his eyes, no matter what, as long as he could be by her side, that heart would always be happy.

Momiji also looked at him, in his glass-like eyes. There is tenderness rippling. "It seems that we are really close to each other, and it is quite smooth without the two lines in the middle, anyway, the audience can't hear it."

The girl's smile and smile made people shake their hearts and couldn't extricate themselves. Lu Feng was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly echoed: "That's it, that's it." There's also the last line, which I think will look better together. We might as well read the sentence 'You and I share the bright moon for thousands of miles, and send lovesickness for thousands of miles', we can look at each other to show the lovesickness that the family cannot be reunited during the Mid-Autumn Festival. When the recitation says, 'When is the moon full?' How are we facing the audience? ”

Momiji nodded, his eyes shining with joy, casting an admiring look at him, and said happily, "Okay! This time I made a profit, and I found a master like you to help me sit in the formation, this time I don't have stage fright. ”

"Then you guys rehearse it again, and I'll turn on the music again." Sister Zhao said as she walked towards the sound control room. The music sounded again, and "Autumn Whispers" was like flowing water, a simple melody, and a low-key gorgeousness. The touch between the classical and the modern, the subtle sparks, and the lyrical melodiousness of the melody are the important factors that "Autumn Whispers" have endured and survived to this day.

The two rehearsed according to the previously scheduled order and the speed of recitation. "The fifteenth moonlight warms the heart of the wanderer, the soft singing and dancing on the ground, stepping into this moonlight, no longer willing to walk out of the ......" The sweet voice of the red leaves is like a spring breeze.

Lu Feng shook his spirits, luckily dantian, and said affectionately: "The mature Mid-Autumn Festival, the joy is full of the crescent moon ......" Sister Zhao patted her palm and said approvingly, "This cooperation is much better than before, especially Lu Feng's voice is strong, full of energy, and the momentum is extraordinary." It's just that the sound of the autumn leaves is a little soft. ”

"Kaede, your recitation is really good, there is a way, then teach me!" Momiji humbly asked, his eyes showing admiration. Lu Feng scratched his head, his heart was like a bottle of honey, the corners of his eyebrows were smiling, and his face was faintly red, "I've just seen some of the use of breath when singing, and there is a saying in vocal music that 'those who are good at singing must first adjust their breath', and 'pneumatic is vocal'." ”

"Breath, I've heard others mention it, and it's also very helpful for singing, but I've heard that it's quite difficult to master." Sister Zhao said thoughtfully.

"You might as well take a breath before reading a sentence, and then take advantage of the pronunciation of the line words, you can control the priority of the word name, so that you don't lose your breath, and your voice will be more pure, full and round." Lu Feng reluctantly explained according to his own experience, because he only knew a little bit about it.

"It's so complicated!" Momiji heard that his scalp was numb for a while, and he was a little deflated.

"I also read it from the book, and then I tried it, how to ventilate, inhale, luck, and lift the air, and the effect is quite good over a period of time." Lu Feng continued: "I have been obsessed with those beautiful prose since I was in junior high school, so every time I come across a good article, I record them, and then turn on the tape recorder at night to listen to it and fall asleep. In the past few years, the level of recitation has also improved a lot. ”

"I'll try." Sister Zhao listened to it and was eager to try. She took the lines and recited them in a clear voice. The moving voice lingered in my ears like a gust of wind and penetrated into my heart. Lu Feng couldn't help clapping his hands, "Sister Zhao, I didn't expect your recitation feelings to be sincere, and the standard of pronunciation is not much more than that of professional announcers." ”

After asking, I learned that Sister Zhao really has a soft spot for broadcasting, her dream since childhood was to be a host, although the older she gets, the smaller her hopes become, but she has never given up. Because Sister Zhao believes that even if there is one percent hope, she must persevere, and if she succeeds one day, she may not be sure.

Hongye saw that they showed their talents, their performance was remarkable, and they were much better than themselves, although they were discouraged, but they thought that this was a memorable time to perform with Lu Feng on the same stage before they got married, so they cheered up and humbly asked for advice. "What is the breath? Can it represent a mood? ”

This question was raised at a high level, but Lu Feng didn't know how to describe it specifically. After all, the use of breath requires a process of accumulation over time, and it cannot be achieved overnight. As for the artistic conception, it is a more advanced knowledge, and Lu Feng only seems to understand it.

Lu Feng thought for a while, combined with the relevant knowledge of broadcasting, and said slowly: "Let's just say that, the breath can fully reveal your passion, so that the audience can feel the passion in your voice with their own ears, but if you want to integrate into the artistic conception, you need to have a deep understanding of the recitation words and background music, so as to express it through voice and body." ”

Lu Feng gave another vivid example: "For example, this song "Autumn Whispers" brought me into a world that was out of the cycle of time. In late autumn, the charm of autumn is undoubtedly displayed, and the scattered trails of fallen leaves are haggard alone. The fallen leaves are gentle, but they give heavy memories, memories that cannot be erased. In a matter of seconds, distant thoughts broke the silence of autumn. The sea of hearts is blue, waving microwaves, in the sadness of autumn, extending infinitely. ”

Lu Feng's analogy made the red leaves pause, and a touch of joy welled up in his eyes: "Then I'll go to the house tonight to taste it, it just so happens that the newly bought computer has been placed at home, you can teach me how to listen to CDs!" ”