061 Shengge: An audio-visual feast of improvisation

From the moment she entered the workshop, Liu Geling has been observing.

Many of the inspirations of music creators come from the precipitation of life, and sometimes they come from the stimulation of specific environments.

At the beginning, Liu Geling and the oxygen band, when they first arrived on the bank of the Chishui River, saw Zhu Sheng wearing Miao clothes and dancing on bamboo, and their inspiration exploded and they wrote an ode to Jiuli.

And now, Liu Geling saw the workers moistening the grain, steaming the grain, spreading it to dry, and mixing the koji, which are ancient, full of ritual, and full of the wisdom of the sages of "inheriting the time and conforming to the will of heaven", with a natural rhythm and sense of strength. Her heart was pounded, and her blood was surging in her pulse. Euphoria, excitement, excitement, and with it comes melody.

There is a strong melody that hovers in the mind and is about to come out.

She twisted her guitar with her fingers and sang.

A gentleman has wine, and he is drunk with his words.

A gentleman has wine, and he will be rewarded with his words.

These two sentences are from "The Book of Songs, Xiaoya, Gourd Leaves", which she sang in the style of the national tide.

In an instant, it was like a heavenly sound.

The workers stopped what they were doing and couldn't help but go to see her.

Xi Jiu remembered this girl, the one who was drowsy when she proposed it, and closed her eyes directly when playing background music. Later, he naturally asked Jike to investigate and knew that this was a new figure in the national music circle.

What's your name, Song ......?

I didn't expect this opening of my throat, amazing.

While the guitar was still playing, Liu Geling walked between the liquor workers and made a "upward" gesture with both hands, which means "everyone continue to roll up their sleeves and work hard".

The wine workers are smiling, with such a wonderful BGM accompaniment, they are doubly energetic in their work.

Zhu Di noticed Xi Jiu's eyes and fell on Liu Geling.

Speaking of which, she has been "entrusted with a heavy task" for so long, and the factory director has never spoken to him, nor has he seen her, and her chest is sour. But she can't sing or dance, what can she do?

She waved the shovel and joined the army of "stall drying", and at the same time she shouted, "Shengsheng, we workers also have our own dance, dance." ”

Zhu Di pulled his cousin from behind the camera and handed her his shovel. "Do you think they're dancing?"

In fact, the movement of the wine workers wielding their shovels is like a hymn to the countryside.

Zhu Sheng found the law in their rhythm, and imitated their movements and moved.

With such an activity, I suddenly felt refreshed.

How long has it been since you've tasted sweat? It was the raw beauty of hard work, intimacy with her body, and she quickly integrated into the army and added her own dance to it.

Kick the hind legs - spread drying;

Split and jump - spread drying;

Backflip – Spread drying.

Her speed is not slower than that of the workers, between the white mist, the sea of red waves, there are beauties, and they are also working and dancing.

Wonderful!

Li Xiao noticed that the live broadcast room could no longer be described as boiling, it could be said that it was screaming all over the sky, rewarding and swiping the screen.

That's the guy he likes.

He adjusted the camera position, and with the drone in the sky, the live broadcast room presented a multi-camera angle, which is equivalent to opening the eyes of God for fans.

Liu Geling's guitar came to the dancer's side, and the national style became rap.

On this day, the god of wine, the wine fairy, is full of friends; You come and go, staggered; Meet friends with texts and drink with poems; The wine is good, the sun and the moon are in the cup; Wine is a confidant, a thousand cups of hatred are few; The three rounds have passed, and there will be ten more altars.

When she sang "Ten More Altars", Liu Geling had already knelt down in the "sorghum field".

Just like every time she performs selflessly, she sings herself, and the audience will burn.

Burning and exploding!

And Zhu Sheng's dance and her work seamlessly together.

A puff of red sorghum rises, followed by a split, like a goddess scattering flowers.

But it's not over yet.

Rap has once again become a national style.

Zhizhang rode a horse like a boat, and slept under the well.

Li Bai wrote 100 poems, and slept in a restaurant in Chang'an City.

Zhang Xu's three cups of grass sage passed on, waving the paper like a cloud of smoke.

These allusions come from Du Fu's "Song of the Eight Immortals in Drinking", the poem is lively and interesting, and the "Eight Immortals in Drinking" are depicted in different postures, vividly, and reproduce the prosperous humanities of Chang'an in the Tang Dynasty.

Now this scene appears in Liu Geling's singing, in the guitar. If there is a band to work with, it will definitely be more shocking.

But dance makes up for it.

How to express the great power, nine days, and thousands of meteorologies of the Tang Dynasty?

Zhu Sheng thought of Jian Wu.

At that time, the healthy dance of Gongsun Auntie was famous in Chang'an. Countless people rushed to see it.

Zhang Xu watched the dance and practiced calligraphy, entered the calligraphy with a dancing posture, and opened the style of everyone in cursive.

The shovel in her hand is the sword, and she dances to celebrate the "Song of the Eight Immortals".

At this time, the number of people online at the same time in the live broadcast room exceeded 2 million.

This is because of this point in time, many people are still asleep. But because before, Zhu Sheng performed in Wangda ethnic town, and he gained a wave of fans. And Liu Geling's next singing once again attracted a wave of fans.

Some people are crazy about singing, some people are crazy about dancing.

Gemini Bird: "Oh my God, my God, my God, all nine of my lives are dead!"

Gemini Bird: "Do you know what an intracranial G* tide is?" That's it. Two young ladies, my God!"

Gemini Bird: "How can I like men, in the future, the young lady will be my husband." ”

The Gemini bird's words are not shocking and endless, which has attracted the echo of other fans.

In addition to rewarding in the live broadcast room, all the brushes are "husband +1".

The rhythm of the guitar gradually slowed down, Liu Geling's forehead was sweaty, and Zhu Sheng's clothes were also wet. Her physical exertion is greater than that of Liu Geling.

Return to rap.

The boss serves a drink?

What wine?

Of course, the wine is served.

Don't look at me as a girl,

Actually, I really like Chinese WINE.

Turn the page, the era of Bordeaux,

Gatherings, feasts, drinks,

Chishui banquet wine is happy.

A gentleman's product,

The CHINESE brand that goes global.

Zhu Sheng's dance has become a fusion of street dance and traditional dance, combined with a shovel.

Hip-hop is a foreign product, and since Xijiu is going to go international, it has become a symbol.

At the end of the last syllable, Liu Geling held the guitar and jumped up violently, chic and neat. Zhu Sheng held a shovel and stepped on it, and Shengge CP was established in situ.

Li Xiao, who was in charge of the live broadcast, ran over in two or three steps, and joined in a cool pose before their POSE was over.

The workshop resounded with warm applause.

Xi Jiu hooked the corners of his lips, in the singing and dancing, he saw the gushing red water, the vast soup, and the future of the wine, brilliant and grand.

was moved, Li Xiao's voice came, "Director Xi, in front of the two million fans in the live broadcast room, I would like to ask you a word, do you buy the copyright of "Song of Banquet Wine"? ”

Xi Jiu: "......"

His little emotion disappeared in an instant.

Dare to love, wait for him here.