You never get tired of listening to good songs.

Probably because he had never heard the southern voice sung by his pure female voice, Deng Bo's loud voice was terrifying.

Those knowledgeable experts and masters are more fierce, their musical aesthetic ability is much stronger than that of ordinary listeners, and they will hear more details.

And the songs that can become eternal classics must be ingenious in every word, just like a delicate flower that is half-exposed and half-hidden, budding and waiting to be released.

At this moment, all the emotions were surging, if he dared to say no, Su Bai was afraid that he would not be able to go out straight.

So, in the eager eyes of the audience, Su Bai decisively agreed.

"Yay~~~"

The cheers boiled again.

Chu Qianyin is the most exaggerated, jumping three feet high. There is no way, it is the first time that the "struggle" has been successful, and this alone is enough for her to be crazy.

Plus, she has a job to do.

Previously, I promised Teacher Peng Hui to listen carefully to the differences between Dishui Nanyin and Cantonese Nanyin, but as soon as Su Bai's dead pervert opened his mouth, he instantly fell into it and forgot everything.

The audience is quiet, the music resumes, the same accompaniment, the same singing, and instantly makes people fall into a new round of extremely graceful opera music experience again.

After listening to the song again, everyone was satisfied, drank tea, and exchanged a few words of experience.

Good songs are always evocative, and after Chu Qianyin pricked up her little ears this time, she finally gained something.

At first glance, the music of Dishui Nanyin seems to be the same as that of Cantonese Nanyin, but if you taste it carefully, you will find many differences.

For example, when crossing the door, the same sentence "mi re mi so la mi so", when the ground water is playing, it will add an extra "la" or "re" sound, which will be directly put on the front beat of the next beat, leaving no space, which seems to sound more comfortable.

Cantonese opera is different, it is "mi re mi so la mi so", and then there is an empty space.

Chu Qianyin's answer surprised Peng Hui very much, she didn't expect her tone to be so good, the more she looked at this smart little girl, the more she liked it.

"Yes, the earth water is very flexible and changeable, which has to do with the fact that it is long, and if there are too few changes, it is easy to feel dull. Cantonese opera and stage nanyin do not have this requirement due to their short length, but mainly switch between various forms such as nanyin, banghuang, and xiaoqu, which are more musical. ”

"And, ah, have you noticed that the guzheng he plays is different from others, he is in a fast swing, Ding Dong Ding Dong is connected into a beat, crisp and coherent It sounds very comfortable, obviously it is a plucked instrument, he is stunned to play the sustain effect like a bowed string instrument."

The two were chatting, and when Mr. Lin Qun on the side heard the resonance, he couldn't help but join, and exclaimed: "Yes, yes, it's like a pen on calligraphy, whether he is a guzheng or a singer, he gives people that feeling!" ”

"You listen to that melody, that singing, it seems to be silent suddenly, but it is still continuing, like a broken thread, even if it is disconnected, it is also connected, you can still feel that the music is continuing, the emotions are continuing, the artistic conception is continuing, it is simply turning decay into magic, it is too powerful, too powerful......"

Listening to the two local opera masters holding down Su Bai is praise excitedly, Chu Qianyin suddenly fluttered, I don't know why, I felt happier than praising myself, and my chin was half a point proud.

And Su Bai, who was sitting on the stage, looked at everyone's enthusiastic discussion scene, and he was also happy in his heart, and said secretly: It's a bit of a music salon.

When I looked at the little tricksters who were "giggling" and laughing all over the scene, I immediately changed it again: well, it's actually more like a big country theater......

The old people listen to the music, watch the play, blow the water and chat, and the little pot friends play on the side, which is really a unique scenery, and they have forgotten the last time they can see this kind of scene.

Make a slight adjustment to let everyone relax and drink some water to rest.

It is a physical effort to sing in the star cavity, but it is very useless to sing no matter how you sing, because you have to play the kite and sing the board mouth with three purposes, and the most difficult thing is that you have to bring emotions into the lyrics, and you can't breathe for the next three songs.

About ten minutes later, Su Bai looked at the time, and felt that it was almost the same today, so he rapped and sang, played and played, and the time had already passed for an hour, and then he made a slightly longer tune, and he could clock in and call it a day.

"Alright, let's move on."

Su Bai tapped the sandalwood board, plucked the strings, attracted everyone's attention again, and then said: "Thank you again for coming today, then it's not too early, I'll sing another song, today's show is over, do you have anything you want to hear?" ”

Deng Bo wanted to reply on the spot: It's still early, this is the last song?

But after looking at the big guy group next to him, he didn't say anything, and there was something to do after singing in a while.

However, after hearing Su Bai's words, Mr. Xu raised his hand and proposed: "Presumptuous, can I ask you to sing "Ketu Autumn Hate" again?" ”

In the past two days, he has listened to the recording countless times, and the more he listens to the recording, the more addicted he becomes, and he really wants to listen to a live version with better sound quality.

At the same time, the rest of the audience also responded.

"Hmm...... It's not that this is not impossible, it's just that the full version of this song is too long, the key is that I have re-recorded a version last night, and I can't stand it again! ”

Su Bai said with a smile.

"Oh~!"

"Recorded?"

“......”

Inadvertently, a big surprise came out, and the old people were immediately overjoyed, this time they didn't have to listen to Dunber's version of the vague recording!

"Well, yes, after the event is over, you can copy what you want in the activity center."

Su Bai smiled again and said to Xu Lao, who came from afar: "Then we won't sing the original version today, let's play some new meanings, get some new ideas, and sing an adapted version of "Ketu Autumn Hate"?" ”

"Oh?"

Xu Lao was stunned for a moment and nodded happily.

The big guy is also happy, and the adapted version of Ketu Qiu hate? It's kind of interesting!

"Okay, then it's decided, the next song is called "Shocking Dreams and Memories of Qiujuan"!"

As soon as the name of this track was announced, the audience suddenly burst into hearty laughter.

Those of you who have listened to "Away Autumn Hate" know that the main content of that song is "Remembering Qiujuan"!

And this time it seems to be more ruthless, the four big words "Shocked back to Xiaomeng", as soon as I heard it, I felt more powerful, and I was even more curious in my heart, what kind of memory would this shocked Xiaomeng recall?

Su Bai looked at the reaction of the big guy, and couldn't help laughing, since he sang this southern sound, and Deng Bo also recorded the music, Mai Qiujuan has become a goddess in the minds of the old people in the activity center.

The atmosphere doesn't need to be set off at all, there is no need to say more nonsense, the audience can't wait, after Su Bai adjusted his breathing, he directly played the sandalwood board and plucked the strings again.

It was still the familiar Nanyin overture, and after listening to it a lot, Chu Qianyin was already so familiar that he could read it out of the ruler score, and the ruler was six feet together......

But the magic of Su Bai is just like what Peng Lin's two teachers said just now, even if it is the same phrase and the same melody, he can play with you at any time.

This time, the prelude is no longer the lingering and sympathetic feeling, the sound of the zither is sonorous like gold and jade, flying like a cloud dragon, revealing a sense of slaughter that seems to be embattled, which makes people tremble all over the body, and the little heart suddenly rises to the throat and eyes, and the breath can't help but hold it.

"Shocked back to Xiaomeng, the sound of cranes, and the sound of cold horns blowing all over the river city, the people on the other bank are silent, the waste pond arbor is also tired of talking soldiers, last night was drunk and difficult to get drunk, and now the divergent road is not clear, Fan Chuan is downcast and sad with the same fate......"

As soon as he opened his mouth, in the familiar place of Shui Nanyin to the mourning and desolation, there was another sense of grief, helplessness, and a sense of panic and confusion that looked blank everywhere and didn't know where the road was!

The lyrics also rendered this artistic conception atmosphere to explode, the sound of cold horns all over the river city, the sound of cranes and the silence of people, and the waste pond arbors were disgusted with soldiers......

This is obviously after a big battle.,And it's a cruel scene where the hero loses in the big war.,The rout is panicked and fleeing in all directions!

Suddenly, the audience only felt a sense of grief and indignation of "the mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is fluttering, and the life experience is ups and downs and the rain is beating" from the soles of their feet to the heavenly spirit cover, and goosebumps are surging on the skin all over their bodies!

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