Hidden Assassin: Volume 3 Cohabitation Era Section 113 Transcending the Era
Uh, I accidentally received it, so... Sing when I received it? "
Looking at the boy who appeared suddenly, Dong Danwen was stunned, Dongfang Road was stunned, and Dongfang Wan in the crowd was also a little stunned. Gu Jiaming, what is this guy doing? Lingjing widened her eyes on the stage, shook the rose in her hand, and walked over here. When she was out of the range of the light, she put the rose in a vase on the side of the stage and turned it over. Roll your eyes. "Why come here now?"
"Broken tires on the road. I was delayed for a while."
"Heh, can you sing? I never heard how you sing..."
"When someone covets my wife, they don’t know how to sing and they can’t do it..."
As they passed by, the two murmured a few words softly. Although it was only a moment, their intimacy was obviously different from that of Dongfang Road. They greeted Dongfang Road, and then Jia Ming smiled. Received the microphone.
The two were nodding acquaintances when they were in school. Dongfang Road believed that Jiaming and Shasha were boy and girl friends. There was not much hostility. However, they just walked off the stage and only heard the home on the stage. Ming said embarrassedly: "Uh, since the last performer performed with a song written by myself, I'll just use what I wrote to perform as well. Is there any blank staff?"
As soon as this sentence was said, the people below were a little silent. At this time, where could I find the blank staff, Lingjing was anxious, Dongfang Road had already brought a few sheets from Zheng Zepei, and Lingjing quickly sent them to home. Ming scribbled on the piano, then picked up the microphone and smiled: "Haha, okay, this is something that was written when someone was forced to read a romance novel the other day. There were ah, erhu. Musical instruments like that should be mixed in it, but now there is definitely not enough manpower, so I can only use the piano... well, there are drums..."
I heard the pipa and erhu instruments, the people below laughed and asked, "Do you want to sing Peking Opera?" Lingjing rolled her eyes at the stave in the writing, meaning that Shasha and I didn't force you to read romance novels. Dongfang Wan in the audience watched this scene, thinking about another matter.
On such a stage, there is no tension or stage fright, and you can speak methodically-in fact, from the moment he stepped onto the stage, this boy has almost become another person, still ordinary Face, only decent casual wear, but I have to admit that at this time, he has a more stable typhoon than many specially trained singers and movie stars.
Of course, it may also be because he has always been heartless, so no one can cause him a sense of oppression...
On the other hand, looking at the teenager on the stage, Zheng Zepei laughed: "Jianghai City is really a Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, Shao Lu, your classmate also knows how to write lyrics and music?"
Dongfang Road looked at Jia Ming on the stage, then frowned slightly, shook his head and smiled: "Hey, I haven't heard that he knows this before. This Gu Jiaming classmate is relatively low-key..."
Dong Danwen on the side said coldly: "Where is the low-key, I think he is making trouble." After finishing this sentence, I felt that I was a little gaffe, and after a slight meal, he simply regarded the school competition at the beginning of the school as a joke to the other side. When the two of them started talking, she deliberately no longer paid attention to Dongfang Road in anger since then, but Dongfang Road would not care about her. For a moment, Zheng Zepei shook his head and laughed. When there were pipa and erhu in his song, he didn't have much hope. At this moment, he felt that the high school student was making trouble.
About three to five minutes, Jiaming finished the piano score, handed it to Lingjing, and nodded. Lingjing pressed her lips tightly and took a deep breath... Just now she played the music for Dongfang Road. It was the first time she played a piece of music. She didn't feel any tension in her heart, but at this time, her heart was expecting again, and she was worried. On the one hand, I hope Jia Ming will surprise her. On the other hand, I am afraid that Jia Ming’s music will not be well composed. She is okay, but Jia Ming will inevitably be turned eyes.
"Uh, cough, um, this is an audition..." Sitting in front of the drum set, plugged in the microphone, Jia Ming adjusted the position with himself and the drum stand, then smiled and looked aside, apparently still there Nervous and quiet, "Oh, it seems that my companion is still a little nervous... Take a deep breath, I am here."
Sitting at the piano, Lingjing looked at the encouraging smile. For a moment, she took a deep breath and glanced at the audience below the stage. This is not a special concert. Most of the people look at it in the mood of watching the excitement and booze. People talk and laugh each other. Below are the student council members she knows, some clapping, nodding, ignoring, and disdainful. This is the first time that she and Jia Ming are on the same stage like this. He said: Don't be afraid, I am here...
She once imagined the society they would face in the future, maybe...something similar to the situation at this time. As long as he says: I am here...
This is the first performance of their husband and wife.
"Well, it's started." Her voice rang out slightly, a little nervous, but it seemed calm and quiet, "The name of the song is...Dongfengpo."
Afterwards, the piano melody of elegant Ningxin sounded.
In the lobby.
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A lonely sad lamp stands at the window
I pretend you haven’t left behind the door
The old place is more lonely as if you revisit the full moon
The sober candlelight in the middle of the night can't bear to criticize me...
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Under the light, along with the piano melody, Jia Ming’s singing began to sound. The sixteen-year-old boy had just passed the change of voice. There may be a bit of a gap in imitating Jay Chou’s voice, but it is within the scope of ordinary people. It is enough, and even close to perfection.
A truly perfect killer needs to be familiar with many things, especially for a killer like Jia Ming, who is used to disguise, often things such as marksmanship and stealth are still second. In many cases, he needs to play a completely different role perfectly. People appear in different places. As one of the most outstanding killers, from aristocrats to beggars, he can convert perfectly. He knows philosophy, tasting wine, can comment on current affairs, knows all kinds of musical instruments, is proficient in mechanical physics, dabbled in medicine and is proficient in poisons. He is good at oral skills. , Can play the voice of different people, after putting on makeup, he can even become a perfect woman-as long as he doesn't go to bed...
He has no rules of life, no view of good and evil, no feeling of shame or insult.
In order to survive, no one can imagine how much struggle he has gone through and how much training he has gone through. The only thing he doesn't understand is how to live like an ordinary person, because that is something that cannot be trained.
So, under the light, he always looked at the quietness playing the piano on the side. Over the years, he has always followed her gaze and pace.
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It's hard to get into the throat with a pot wandering around the world
After you leave, the wine warms the memory and misses the thin
How to steal time when the water flows eastward
The flower blooms once it matures but I miss it
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The faint melody, the calm singing, and the drumbeat that seems to be beating on people's hearts. Almost after the first few sentences flowed slowly, there was no extra noise in the hall. Dongfang Wan, who was going to watch the show, took a deep breath involuntarily, her eyes became confused, and Xundan who was still talking about Jiaming’s embarrassment had no voice, her expression seemed a little unbelievable between her lips, and Zheng Zepei stopped talking and laughing. , Looked at Huang Lao who was sitting upright next to him, then looked at the performers on the stage, and straightened the glasses on the bridge of his nose.
If a certain singer releases the disc normally, they will not be surprised, but will only express their admiration. However, in such a completely unprepared situation, the appearance of such a song really shocked them too much.
Relatively speaking, the song on Dongfang Road is as naive as a work for children.
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Who is playing a piece of Dongfengpo with the pipa
Years peeled off the wall and saw when I was young
I still remember that we were still very young.
And now the sound of the piano is faintly waiting for me, you haven't heard it
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Before taking the stage, Jia Ming had thought about a lot of songs that belonged to his age that could be created. This choice is difficult to make, because as long as the famous songs are written by mature songwriters, there are many things, after all Need to settle. So in the end, when he chose this Oriental Pok, he said in advance that he was an insight after reading a romantic novel.
The young genius who emphasized the worry about the new words, after all, can be said. As for some people who don't believe it, he wants to go into it, but he doesn't bother to pay attention to it.
This is an epoch-making work in the pop music world, and here, this is a work that transcends the times. From this song, Chinese style began to infiltrate popular music deeply. Before this song, almost anything that advertised the combination of Chinese style and popular can be said to be semi-finished products. If you are not careful, I am afraid that it will be written like Peking Opera. This is why Zheng Zepei and others sneered after hearing such instruments as Pipa and Guzheng.
Professional music talents know how difficult it is~IndoMTL.com~ After a while, the first time of the song begins and ends.
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Who is playing a piece of Dongfengpo with the pipa
I can see through Maple Leaf's coloring of the ending of the story
I will lead you through the old road outside the fence
In the smoky years, even the breakup was very silent...
The perfect tune like a water town in the south of the Yangtze River, with the innocence of the past love, everyone's heart-warming past...flowing out with the sound of music. Looking at the attention of everyone in the audience, feeling Jia Ming's gaze, Lingjing suddenly wanted to cry, and tears flowed quietly, agitated and anxious. For her, the lyrics are too contagious and sad. She doesn't want the kind of silent breakup. Why does Jiaming sing like this? Is he worried in his heart?
The second part of the song turned halfway. Suddenly, the quiet sound of the piano was chaotic. Then, Jia Ming held the drumsticks and stayed in mid-air. The whole hall fell into silence like a time gap...