The rise of the country from the entertainment industry

Chapter 39 The Six-fingered Qin Demon Jiang Li (for collection, for further reading)

(This chapter recommends the single cycle "Left Fingering the Moon")
It was quite lively outside, but Jiang Li's mood was not so beautiful at this time.

He was watching the live broadcast in the background at this time, and his originally calm expression became weird after Zhang Yi came on stage.

Brother Zhang, I didn't expect to become a mentor judge without making a sound. No wonder the master and brother laughed so strangely when they left...

Several of his senior brothers have been "corners" and "wrists". They are also well-known people in the Chinese music and opera circles. They have been to the National Hall and WYN concerts. Only Jiang Li was born late and did not catch up. on that era.

"Everyone, please go to the lobby to draw lots, please go to the lobby to draw lots."

The horn in the corridor sounded, and the three of Jiang Li came to the hall together. Looking around, it was different from the chaotic scene yesterday, and everyone had formed small groups.

"Brother Zhao, Jiang Xiao, I am number 30, what are your numbers?"

"Hahaha, No. 10, good luck, early death and early rebirth."

The two looked at Jiang Xiao, who hesitated to speak, with a disheveled expression on his face.

"...Number 99."

Hearing this, the two choked for a moment, Zhao Tianming patted his shoulder and laughed loudly:

"Hahaha, the back is also good, let's play the finale!"

But in fact, there may be no benefit to the front, but there is absolutely no benefit to the rear.

Each contestant has 3 minutes of performance time and 2 minutes of comment time, so the audition starts at [-]:[-] am, has a two-hour break at [-]:[-] noon, and ends at [-]:[-] pm, which lasts a full nine hours.

The level of the contestants is uneven, and it is not a hot spot throughout the whole process. As the program progresses, the audience will inevitably feel tired and bored.

The two were advising the frowning Jiang Xiao when a voice suddenly interrupted them.

"Hello, Mr. Jiang, do you remember me? We met on Monday. I heard you are number 30, right? I am number 31."

Jiang Li turned around, and it was Zheng Xinhui who came, followed by four members of the EG boy group.

With a "sincere" handsome smile on his face, Zheng Xinhui reached out his hand to Jiang Li, showing no trace of the gloom of the day before yesterday.

Seeing this, Jiang Li almost laughed out loud.

It's really interesting. I deliberately found a position where the camera can see it. Is it to express myself or to provoke him?

"Hehe, hello, the last time we met, I felt that my brother looked very familiar. He looked very much like my long-lost cousin. I just felt that we met too late. Unfortunately, I was busy with important things at that time. I felt deeply regretful when I went back."

"I didn't expect to see each other in the game, and the lottery was still behind me. In this wave, the jade is in the front, and the wood is behind."

Jiang Li also showed a "sincere" smile. What he said made Zheng Xinhui look confused, but after thinking about it, his smile couldn't help but become more sincere.

Hmph, this kid is very knowledgeable, he praises people so much, he deserves to be Director Ning's fancy.

With his junior high school education level, this long passage can only be understood roughly, which is similar to seeing each other late and regretting it.

The few people behind all had expressions of wanting to laugh but embarrassed, an EG member pulled him to the side and explained, Zheng Xinhui's face instantly turned livid.

"you……"

Jiang Li pouted towards the camera behind him, Zheng Xinhui took a deep breath, and forcibly changed back to that fake smile, which was very distorted just matching that face.

He said in a low voice: "Boy, you have no background and no fans. I'll see what you can get to advance, so you can honestly give me advice. See you on the field."

After speaking, he left with the four of them.

"Little brother, do you have a personal grudge with eg?"

Zhao Tianming asked curiously, and Jiang Xiao also pricked up his ears to listen.

But Jiang Li just waved his hands and said with a smile:
"I'm a commoner, how can I get in touch with this kind of big star? It's just that I don't like this garbage group that likes to cut fans' leeks. It's a little passionate, and it's just fighting against injustice."

The two have black lines on their heads, this sentence is a bit familiar, and no matter how you look at it, you don't look like that kind of hot-blooded boy, do you?
However, Jiang Li frowned, and asked curiously: "Why, you two are worried that you will get angry?"

"Hahaha, I'm an ordinary social animal, how can I usually get in touch with such a big star."

"Me, me too, this kind of boy group that uses music as a tool to make money is not worthy of respect at all..."

Zhao Tianming stroked his stubble, and borrowed Jiang Li's words with a silly smile, and Jiang Xiao also blushed in agreement.

"No. 8 has already played, and it will be me soon. I will prepare first, and wait to see my performance."

"Come on Brother Zhao!"

After a while, Zhao Tianming was called, and he even winked at Jiang Li and the two before entering the arena.

But what he did next surprised Jiang Li.

Zhao Tianming sang a cover of a niche sentimental love song. It is really hard to imagine that a middle-aged man with a simple and honest face and a happy family like him can sing such a delicate and heavy song.

Moreover, he also changed the singing method. As we all know, singing pays attention to "correct words and round accents".

But his voice is more inclined to "pronunciation is not correct, pronunciation is not round", there is a sense of mystery.

It is also a state of evacuation and nature on the stage, and the tone is very thick and deep.

Several judges and tutors praised his singing style, saying that he has indeed sung his own style, but also pointed out that his foundation is very poor, and there are actually very few songs to choose from.

Zhao Tianming smiled and nodded to thank the guide.

When asked why he came to the competition and what dreams he had, he returned to that calm look.

"Because my daughter's dream is to be a singer, but she was diagnosed with early-stage lung cancer last year. Although she was cured by surgery, she still had sequelae, and it was impossible to sing anymore. Since then, she has been depressed until she He told me last month that he wanted to see Dad sing on stage."

"So I am here, not for fame, nor for bonuses. When I stand here, I have already realized my dream."

Everyone present and in front of the screen couldn't help admiring and gave warm applause to the father.

It is not that no one in the barrage suspects that he is deliberately selling miserably. After all, there are many such examples in the previous seasons of "The Voice of Hua Guo Meng".

But very soon, the powerful netizens dug up Zhao Tianming's family situation. He himself is just a taxi driver, and his wife is usually responsible for the daily life of the family, and even sells breakfast at a stall.

They even discovered the donation record of Zhao Tianming's daughter, confirming that what he said was true.

After he left the field, some of the players who came up behind were doing badly, but they were all fabricated by the audience.

When they were still complacent, they didn't know that their reputation was already rotten.

Immediately afterward, it was Jiang Li's turn, and he greeted the two of them. Before leaving, he did not forget to smile "sincerely" at Zheng Xinhui and the other five. They were so angry that their faces were stiff and they gritted their teeth.

When Jiang Li was dressed in black Hanfu and sat in front of the guzheng, the audience and the instructor were all whetted. In front of him were those who played the guitar, played the violin, and even played the piano, but he was the one who wanted to play. Guzheng.

Guzheng can only be regarded as a traditional musical instrument in the eyes of everyone, but in the eyes of most people, the only words that match the word "tradition" are "old-fashioned" and "backward".

But this Hanfu is still very handsome and looks very temperamental.

Everyone looked at the boy on the stage, and couldn't help thinking the same thing in their minds

【The left hand holds the earth and the right hand holds the sky】

[Lightning from ten directions cracked from the palm lines]

The opening of the tune was unremarkable, with a very ordinary bass, but when the sound of the guzheng sounded, everyone felt that the young man on the stage really looked like a handsome young man.

[Exchange time into years in a hurry]

【Three Thousand Worlds Are Not Seen】

Ordinary plucking techniques, plucking and wiping, up and down, fa, si pressing, the lower the bass, the higher the plucking technique.

【Holding flowers in left hand and dancing sword in right hand】

[1 years of snow fell between the eyebrows]

【A tear ah ah ah】

【That's me ah ah ah】

Jiang Li used the singing method of Chinese opera coloratura. Compared with the sentence at the beginning, the vocal range directly spanned an 8 degree. In order to be able to sing up, he has been playing with his fingers here, which is similar to the tremolo in the guitar. Each finger plays a note in turn.

The audience's emotions were also a little lifted, and they felt novelty about the playing technique of the guzheng. It was the first time that they knew that the guzheng could also play such a wonderful sound.

[Left hand flicks fingers and right hand strums strings]

[Boats are ferried in the water of the River of Forgetfulness]

【When troubles can bloom a red lotus】

【Don't stop giving me distracting thoughts】

The technique changed again to waving multiple fingers and shaking both hands. Compared with the previous few sentences, these few sentences have returned to the kind of calm, but everyone understands that this is the calm of the sea when the waves come.

[Left finger points to the moon and right hand takes the red line]

【Give you and me the love you wish】

【In the moonlight ah ah ah】

【You and me ah ah ah】

Compared with the peak, it is 8 degrees higher, and the surface of everyone's skin can only feel the slightest electric current passing by,

[The left hand turns into a feather and the right hand turns into a scale]

【A certain life on the clouds and a certain life in the forest】

【Wish to follow you in the shape of a speck of dust】

[emerging in all worlds]

Sweeping, wandering, vibrato, plucking and finger shaking are mixed, and the playing by one person feels like a five-member band.

[I pick you up with my left hand and put you down with my right hand]

[When you put your hands together, you are all taken back to your heart]

【A stick of incense ah ah ah】

【You are my inseparable】

Layers of progressive tunes, the experience brought to everyone is more and more high emotions. Some audience members with strong empathy ability do not want to breathe, and their faces turn red, and they only let out a deep breath until the end.

After the song was over, there was thunderous applause in the arena, and Jiang Li looked down at his trembling hands.

Are you tired or excited?
Sure enough, he still longed for applause and the stage, from beginning to end.

(End of this chapter)