Rebirth of Young Master Qingluo

Chapter 100

As the curtain on the stage gradually rises, the world seems to be still and silent.

All eyes were highly focused on the center of the stage. At this moment, a few songbirds suddenly rang out, accompanied by the sound of waterfalls.

The curtains all faded away, revealing the beautiful scenery like a fairyland.

In the haze, a white-winged bird flew over the waterfall, leaving a white line in the dazzling sunlight.

The green bamboos at the foot of the mountain are tall and straight, the branches and leaves are crisp and green, and a few strands of vines intersect and intersect, and the green bamboos are entwined, so beautiful.

The scenery here is beautiful, seemingly confuse and unreal, seemingly true and false.

While the birds were chirping, the beautiful lady in green came with fine steps, her eyes were delicate, the cool breeze came, and her lapels fluttered.

Facing Feiliu Waterfall, Yu Yu lightly closed her eyes with a relaxed expression.

The mountains and rivers are quiet and quiet.

Suddenly hearing the sound of steady footsteps behind her, the beauty chuckled and turned her head to look at the visitor, her laughter was just like the breeze in February, peaceful and beautiful.

Recalling it many years later, I only sigh that the years are quiet and good, and the years are quiet and good.

The gentle music sounded softly, as if startling the objects and people in the painting, the music sounded like a breeze.

The man smiled softly and was extremely handsome.Her black hair fluttered, and her clothes fluttered.

A gentleman is like jade, dignified and gentle.

Suddenly, there was a gust of wind, which was so strong that it made it difficult to breathe.Yu Yu closed her eyes lightly, a trace of panic flashed in her eyes.The man stepped forward, embraced her, and protected her from the sudden wind.

The long hair fluttered with the wind, and the skirts of the clothes rubbed against each other softly.

The strands of blue silk intertwined in the wind, the woman who was hugged in a warm embrace looked up at the man's handsome face in a daze.

In the past, time flies, things seem to be different, but I still remember, in this mountain forest, the handsome face of the man who blocked the wind for her.

In the later period, the music suddenly trembled, accompanied by this wind, this object, and this person.

In the gust of wind, a gentle sound came slowly, as clear as water, a shallow sigh, accompanied by the slightest trill in the later stage, it was obviously just a light sigh, but it seemed to have thousands of thoughts all over again.It makes people's hearts move.

He smiled lightly, but it was cold and lonely:

"No matter how time passes by, Hirakawa is exhausted, she will finally watch, the world changes...but he... still..."

In the long years, the vicissitudes of life have passed, but he still...

Wei Yu in the auditorium shook his head, watching the beautiful scene on the stage, but the phrase "The world changes, but he remains the same" kept echoing in his mind.

The clenched hands tightened and loosened, loosened and tightened again.He tensed up all his nerves, resisting the urge to rush into the dubbing room, his eyes fixed on the stage, but he paid all his attention to the post-production music.

He doesn't want to let go of any syllable, doesn't want to let go of any low laugh, doesn't want to let go of every word of his.

This man's performance, so familiar, so perfect.

The stage performance and dubbing complement each other, but at the same time, there are also some must-haves that cannot be ignored.

The emotion of the voice actor must be integrated into the actor's performance. Too much emotion will make people feel exaggerated. The actor's performance is opposite to the voice actor's interpretation.

And if the emotions of the voice actors can't keep up with the emotions of the drama, it will make the place that should have touched people's hearts become as bland and tasteless as clear water.

The audience cannot find resonance with the drama.

The actors themselves cannot cooperate with the dubbing actors, so the dubbing actors must always pay attention to the emotion, strength, understanding and introduction of the story during the interpretation, as well as their own judgment of the later music and time.

As for itself, the chanting of the stage performance sometimes has nothing to do with the plot, just to highlight the emotion of the drama and deepen the color.

Therefore, dubbers should always pay attention to when and with what emotion to perform.

Under the role of Pan, the dubber must observe the emotional changes of the actors more carefully than anyone else.

A trace of tiredness when looking down, a smile that seems to be there, and the sadness that has passed away.

The dubber must grasp the slightest emotional change.

Wei Yu pursed his lips tightly. Although it was only a short sentence, it could be seen that the dubber had a good grasp of time and emotion.

The low laugh before Nianbai attracted everyone's attention, but the real Nianbai didn't use much emotion.

But it makes people feel the seemingly invisible, heartfelt emotions.

No matter how time flies by and Hirakawa dries up, she finally sees that the world changes, but he remains the same.

The world changes, but he remains the same.

In the center of the stage, the beauty continues.

The wind gradually dissipated, and the Feiquan waterfall rushed down.Jiu Hua let go of Yu Yu, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

The breeze blew across the wild fragrance in the mountains, as if there were many blue waves.

Next to the rapids waterfall, there is a small shaded land, the grass is as green as the water of a lake, and when you glance at it in the sun, it suddenly flashes like green light.

And there, there was a long sandalwood qin with six strings, and the strings were different in thickness and length.The brown piano body is engraved with exquisite patterns, and the fine lines are all light white, and the brown and white complement each other. Compared with each other, it seems that they will never be separated.

In the distance, a few high-pitched cries of flying birds came from the sky, and the white wings flapped vigorously, leaving a beautiful line on the sky...

"The most important thing is that the sound of the piano is like a bell..."

In the later period, a mellow sound of strings sounded, as if the lake water was at its calmest, with ripples in circles.The tone rose slightly, and the cool male voice sounded slowly, accompanied by the late music.

His voice was slightly cold, as clear and indifferent as blue spring water in winter.

"Six strings Xiaoxiao... the sound is light and quiet..."

As the lingering sound of the later period gradually dissipated, Yu Yu closed her eyes with a slight smile, her green clothes were raised lightly, and the man also raised his eyebrows and smiled.

After a while, the two walked slowly towards the green shade, and smiled at each other.

The sun is just right, bosom friends meet each other, Yu Yu smiles, and every step she takes is extremely joyful and leisurely.

With her thin lips slightly parted, she chuckled and the man looked at her.

Her soft voice seemed to be blown by the breeze between the heaven and the earth.

What conveyed to the ear was only the sound of the wind passing by.

The man looked at her suspiciously, but Yu Yu ran forward with a smile, looking at the sandalwood strings in the distance.Looking back, there was another faint sentence, the corners of his lips slightly raised, and his face was full of smiles.

She said, Jiuhua, how about you and I dance together?

Jiuhua looked at her dotingly, and also strode forward, with the breeze blowing, and the skirts fluttering.

The sky was scorching red like fire, emitting dazzling brilliance.

Yu Yu brought Jiuhua to a small green shade place, and only after getting closer did he see the six-stringed violin here. Although the strings are different from ordinary strings, and the thickness and length seem strange, but it makes people want to touch it involuntarily. Those six strings.

The slender fingers like white jade slowly caressed the thick and thin strings, and the xylophone made a few deep vibratos.

Jiu Hua has always loved temperament, and he is good at the flute with light notes. He didn't have much research on playing the piano and plucking strings.

Today, he is not comfortable with the violin in front of him.

The wind blows, and someone chuckles.Glancing at the handsome woman next to him, Jiu Hua sat down in a small shaded place with the xylophone on his lap.

The woman smiled deeply, and sat down next to the man, her jade fingers propped her flushed cheeks, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, a few strands of black hair hung down slightly, and she looked at the man in front of her with a smile on her face.

The man stared at the strings on his knees, but did not touch them directly. He stood still for a few seconds, and then smiled at the woman.

How good would this situation be if it were a painting?

Looking at the six-stringed xylophone in front of him again, the sound of the strings is unpredictable, but it can also compose peerless music.

Birds fly high, singing high and ethereal.A sudden wind blew, the green bamboo swayed with the wind, and the leaves flew up. Jiuhua looked at the six-stringed xylophone in front of him, and played it slowly.

The piano player closed his eyes slightly, and stroked the strings with both hands.

When the fingertips pass by lightly, the strings sound clear, ethereal and beautiful.

The string sounds are intense at times, and at times low and melodious, like a distant mountain falling into the water, lingering and stretching.

The tone is flying, and the green bamboo is swaying.

I don't know when, a beautiful blue color appeared in the center of the stage, dancing along with this ethereal movement.

The beauty danced lightly, her hair swaying slowly as she danced.

The man opened his eyes and looked at the woman dancing in front of him, and the woman did the same. They looked at each other and smiled tacitly again.

Just like in a dream, the picture gradually becomes clear, and he, she, looks like a picture.

The man looked down at the strings in his hand, suddenly slowed down, and slowly, his fingertips slid across the thinnest string.

The strings tremble slightly, and the sound is flying.

But at this moment, the sound of a light flute suddenly sounded.

Accompanied by the sound of the jade flute, the sound of strings resounds from heaven and earth.

Off the stage, everyone was taken aback for a moment, and Kim pursed her lips with suspicion.

On the stage, the man's eyes were closed, and his fingers kept gliding across the strings.

And the sound of the flute sounded over and over again.

The sound of the flute is low and clear, like a gentle breeze in February.I don't know why, the sound of the piano is ethereal, accompanied by the leisurely and continuous sound of the flute, it makes people move.The sound of the piano was mixed with the sound of the flute, and the beauty in Tsing Yi danced beautifully, with a slight smile on her delicate face.

Wei Yu looked at the stage intently, his fingers swayed slightly with the melody of the music, his eyes looked down with doubts and admiration.

He glanced at Kim next to him, Jiuhua knew the melody of the flute, but here he arranged the sound of the six-stringed zither.

It was originally intended to make people unclear about its purpose, but I did not expect to see such a scene of flutes and strings complementing each other today.

It made people vaguely guess what.

If there are few friends, who will listen to the broken string?

But now, it's an ensemble of flutes and strings, as if they've found a confidant.The flute and string ensemble made the whole scene even more shocking.

On the stage, the man plucked the strings emotionally, and in the air, the birds flew high again, singing loudly.

Following the sound of flying birds, the sound of the qin rises one by one, the sound of the flute suddenly becomes low, and the tremolo sounds, the flying birds pass by and go away, and the last high-pitched cry slowly comes, accompanied by the sound of the qin, it resounds out of the world.

And for a brief moment, the sound of the flute was silent.

Everyone was shocked, the flute sound disappeared? ?

Kim frowned, still puzzled.

The exciting scene that touched people's hearts in the last moment was still echoing in their minds. In the next second, as the sound of the flute dissipated, before everyone recovered, the sound of the piano sounded ethereal again.

The sound of the flute dissipated, and the sound of the piano played solo, a somewhat inexplicable emotion permeated the bottom of my heart.

The sound of the six-stringed zither is confusing and unpredictable, coupled with the slow and clear sound of the wooden flute, it is surprisingly exquisite.

The sound of the wooden flute and the sound of the six-stringed zither complement each other and touch people's hearts.

On the stage, the beauty danced, the green gauze was flying, her eyebrows were like paintings, and there was a faint cinnabar on her forehead.

The string sounds are lingering like flowing clouds, and stretch like mountains.

The woman raised her fingertips lightly, and the small and exquisite jade bell came out from the sleeve, making a soft sound.

Jiu Hua looked at her, and she did the same, the distance between them was neither close nor far.Xu bridle, the woman suddenly chuckled mischievously, and danced again.Seeing this, the man played again.

This is the only thing in Yu Yu's mind after many years, high mountains and flowing water, birds chirping, and the melody of strings.

Jiu Hua was still playing the piano with a smile on his face, and his eyes were full of vicissitudes in the beautiful dance.

I don't know when, the sound of the piano has a hint of sadness.The sound of the piano is far away, but the person in the painting is still there.

The piano is far away, and the piano is worrying, that is, the heart is far away, and the heart is also worried.

A gust of wind blew, making a small sound later.

In the breeze, a cold male voice sounded slowly, and then, a low and melodious voice also sounded. This flute sound implied a somewhat undetectable loneliness, like the fog that has been lingering for thousands of years.

"...One hundred years... How can you guess the strings?" The male voice chuckled, but seemed full of helplessness.Accompanied by the low and slow sound of the flute, there was a bit of coldness in vain.

The sound of the flute and the male voice sounded together, the strings were plucked lightly, and there were a few trills.

Wei Yu stared, suppressing the excitement in his heart. Although this person's lines were not many, they played a finishing touch, making this "silent" drama directly hit people's hearts.Instead, he shifted his attention to the strange flute sound.And Kim next to him frowned in thought.

Nowadays, stage plays are always composed of people and music, but they never thought that here, it is the post-production music and dubbing.

Is it because the dubber has a good grasp?Or, this flute sound?

The author has something to say: I wish everyone a happy new year~~~~ Because this is the first time I write an article, I am still very immature, I hope everyone will bear with me