Jiang Qin's reaction exceeded everyone's expectations, and everyone looked at me in surprise, I looked at you, and their eyes were all full of confusion. seems to be saying: Could it be that songwriting is not as difficult as imagined?

Peng Qianzhi, who was waiting for Jiang Qin to shirk and beg for mercy, was also a little dumbfounded, but he didn't expect this girl to dare to agree to create on the spot.

Originally, in his imagination, Jiang Qin would never agree in front of so many people, which meant that he needed to accept everyone's on-site supervision and appreciation. After all, how can this kind of embroidered pillow, which has always relied on human design and has an empty surface, really be written?

If he obediently admits his mistake and begs for mercy, he may be able to consider it and stop thinking about it. But this girl is obviously a hard bone, her mouth is very hard, and she won't admit her mistakes at all.

Seeing that everyone came up to watch, Peng Qianzhi also took two steps forward, squeezed into the crowd, and poked his head to look at the paper. He wanted to see what kind of medicine Jiang Qin was selling in this gourd.

The pen moves rapidly on the blank rice paper, accompanied by a rustling sound spilling from the end of the pen.

I finished writing a lyric in an instant, and it looks neatly written.

One line of lyrics, one line of sheet music, alternately.

Everyone held their breath, as if they were afraid of disturbing Jiang Qin's creation.

Peng Qianzhi still has a cold face, what kind of good song can it be written temporarily? There are a few musicians in today's music scene who can be inspired by the pen.

It is estimated that they see that their literati don't know music and music scores, even if they write it scribble, it is enough to bluff people.

Hehe, it's not so easy to fool me Peng Qianzhi, he sneered in his heart, he had already figured out how to expose Jiang Qin's little tricks, so that she couldn't get off the stage, and remember the lesson of this time, and never dare to deceive from now on.

Jiang Qin poured all his attention into the end of the pen, concentrating on writing the lyrics and songs, word by word, note after note.

The literary collaborators led by Mr. Xu stared at the lyrics she wrote and nodded approvingly.

Although they don't understand the score, but what is the level of the lyrics, with their cultural heritage, they can still see the creative skills at a glance.

However, with a cup of tea, Jiang Qin completed the entire lyrics and music in one go.

Before other writers could say words of praise, Peng Qianzhi took the first step to pull out the paper full of lyrics and songs, and said: "Good words!" It seems that there is some untold story behind the lyrics. It's a pity that we are all dancing and writing all day long, and I'm afraid that no one can understand this score, and we can't appreciate it or two. ”

"Since Miss Jiang has created all the lyrics and songs, it is better to sing them live, and we laymen can enjoy them together. As the saying goes, it's a mule or a horse, and you have to take it out for a walk to know, is this the reason why everyone says? ”

He seemed to smile and swept everyone around with an inquiring look.

Seeing his eyes, another middle-aged man immediately understood, and followed suit: "That's right! I'm also curious to see how high the songs written on the scene can reach. Miss Jiang, don't be humble, give us a chance to feast our ears! ”

This person and Peng Qianzhi are both members of the local writers' association, and there is also a yin and yang strange atmosphere in and out of his words, which is in the same vein as Peng Qian.

Old Xu's wise eyes had seen through everything, but he didn't make any moves, and he didn't take the initiative to stand up for Jiang Qin, just watched quietly.

At this time, Sheng Ping, who was busy organizing activities outside, came in, and when he saw everyone surrounding Jiang Qin in a circle, he couldn't help but feel a little strange.

There are less than ten minutes left before the opening ceremony, and he came here to remind everyone.

"What are you talking about? It's almost time, it's time to attend the opening ceremony. ”

After speaking, he looked at Jiang Qin who was standing in the middle with puzzled eyes.

The latter smiled lightly and explained: "It's really unfortunate, Mr. Peng said that he doesn't know how to read music, and wants me to sing the song I just created." ”

Peng Qianzhi glanced at Sheng Ping with some complaint, and said in his heart that this young man really has no eyesight. If the game that has just been set up is disturbed by him like this, he will definitely not be reconciled.

So he continued to say to Jiang Qin without giving up: "Miss Jiang, it doesn't take much time to sing a cappella, we have time, no matter how bad it is, after the opening ceremony, we will all come back here, and it will be good to listen to you sing it again." ”

Jiang Qin was already a little funny. As long as she is not stupid, it should not be difficult to see that Peng Qianzhi has a heart to make her embarrassed. But she didn't plan to shirk and not sing, saying that it was just to tease the other party, but she was in a hurry, as if she was afraid that the fish that bit the hook would run away.

"Mr. Peng, don't worry, since you want to hear this song so much, then I will sing it at the opening ceremony and let all the audience enjoy it together, so that you are still satisfied?"

Jiang Qinyan smiled, not only did he not look panicked at all, but he even had a kind of certainty and confidence in his victory.

Another completely unexpected reaction, choking Peng Qian was speechless. After a pause, he squeezed a few words out of his throat, "Okay... Okay! ”

"Okay, I'll see you on stage later."

When he thought of something, he asked Jiang Qin: "Wait, this is the Han Culture Festival, not all songs are suitable for singing on this stage, does your song fit the tone of the Han Culture Festival?" ”

"Don't worry, I promise to do, if you don't believe me, I'll tell you what story this song sang before singing, and you can judge for yourself."

Hearing Jiang Qin say this, Peng Qianzhi dispelled his doubts. After saying that, everyone was busy preparing for the appearance.

When I came to the opening ceremony, I saw that there were all audiences who came to participate in the event, and the crowd was full of voices and it was very lively.

There are many young men and women wearing Hanfu, and the accessories and makeup are also exquisite, and even the behavior is very ancient.

The scene was open, and under the stage was a seating area, which was full of people. There is a walking area around the stage and seating area, which is also full of tourists and surrounding people.

Peng Qianzhi, as one of the judges of this year's Han Culture Festival, sat in the first row under the stage.

Behind him was a guest area, where the writers of the Literary Association and the guests who were invited to the opening ceremony sat in this area. Jiang Qin was also sitting in it.

Two hosts, a man and a woman, walked onto the stage with microphones in their hands, and after a brief introduction of themselves, announced the official start of the opening ceremony.

Everything is going on normally, the organizers have prepared a lot of programs, one after another individuals or teams have performed on stage, and various programs that can represent traditional Han culture have been staged in turn, including calligraphy, poetry recitation, ancient dance, men's sword dance, etc., which are dizzying.

The audience's response was as usual, not particularly enthusiastic or cold, and at the end of each show, there would be applause.

About an hour later, as the opening ceremony drew to a close, the crowd of onlookers had also decreased by a small half, most of whom were attracted by the surrounding scenery to take pictures, or were hooked by the antique small objects set up in the stalls, and went to choose beautiful things.

Jiang Qin pinched the time to go backstage to change the costume he was going to wear, and was ready to sing on stage.

After a while, the host's loud voice reached his ears.

"Before the end of our opening ceremony, there is another big surprise for everyone!"

"Yes, we invited the well-known female artist Jiang Qin, who is also the publicity ambassador of our Chinese Women's Association, and I believe everyone is looking forward to her performance."

"With the warmest applause, let us invite Miss Jiang Qin to the stage and bring us an original song - "Red Ling"!"

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