The little prince of the movie queen's house

"Do you know the staff?" Wei Huan asked hopefully.

Qian Jiu shook his head.

"What about the simple score?"

Qian Jiu then shook his head.

She may have chosen an option that shouldn't be chosen, she might as well dance sword.

Wei Huan spread his hands, and the matter was a bit complicated, "Let me be frank, I can't read Gongchi notation."

Qianjiu nodded to express her understanding.

She thought too simply, and took it for granted that the music theory should not change much.

Wei Huan thought for a while, then asked her, "Do you want to sing a cappella?"

Qianjiu looked at the sheet music she had copied, and remembered that time in the hall.

That was her most presumptuous time, playing drums and singing.Standing in the middle of the hall, my aunt's eyes are all about her.

She is the focus.

She sings, flies wantonly, she dances, accompanied by bursts of drums, with great momentum.

The most outstanding thing about "National" lies in its arrangement, and then the lyrics. It perfectly condenses the scenery, people or things of a country from far to near in the words and sentences, from the majestic prosperity of the country to the delicate self-expression.

If it is sung a cappella, the taste will change instantly.

Qian Jiu had heard someone sing it on the battlefield, and all that was left was sadness.

She felt that was not good, and this song was written to celebrate her aunt's birthday.

If the tune turns pathetic, Aunt gets angry.

Then she doesn't want it.

Qian Jiu stood up, "I'll go and talk to the monitor."

Wei Huan hurriedly pulled her back, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "You, a recruit, will definitely be on the show. Besides, this show has been reported, and now it's too late to regret it."

Qian Jiu pursed her lips and did not speak.

Wei Huan is several years older than her, so he naturally regards her as a younger sister, "Why don't you sing it to me, and we try to get together?"

Qian Jiu still shook her head, "I need a drum, big drum."

"Where can I find drums for you? I brought this guitar from home by myself."

Wei Huan got along with her for a few days, only knew that this younger sister was seldom talkative, but unexpectedly she was stubborn.

As soon as she finished speaking, Qian Jiu stood up abruptly, "I'll go tell the monitor."

"What do you want to say to me?" Lin Feihua just walked in, "How are you two rehearsing?"

"Report to the squad leader." Wei Huan stood up, "The process was not smooth, Qian Jiu said that a big drum is needed."

Lin Feihua shifted his gaze to Qianjiu, "Dagu?"

Qian Jiu looked at Lin Feihua with indifferent but serious eyes, "Report to the monitor, yes."

"Qianjiu can still play drums?"

Lin Feihua just came back from the company commander, so he knew the origin of Qianjiu was not simple, guessed which young lady came out to practice, but he had never heard of it, those ladies and young masters also learned to play drums?

Qian Jiu thought about it and said, "A little bit."

It’s a bit ashamed to say yes, I only use this little bit for this song.

Lin Feihua pretended to be calm, "That's fine, I'll borrow one from the art team."

Good at playing!I've only heard of someone learning piano, violin, and cello, but this is the first time I've seen someone learning drums.

"Thank you monitor!" Qian Jiu smiled uncontrollably.

It's rare to show the shyness in my nature here.

Borrowing the big drum, Qian Jiu and Wei Huan felt much better during rehearsal.

With the arrangement technique taught by her husband, Qian Jiu changed the song much easier, after all, the conditions are limited.

It starts with drums, accompanies the lyrical part with guitar in the middle, and finally merges the two.

When it was finished, both of them couldn't restrain their happiness. Qianjiu felt that it was average, barely passable, but seeing Wei Huan happy, she couldn't help showing pride on her brows.

This is a birthday song for my aunt, and it is full of her love for Tianyu Kingdom and her aunt.

Wei Huan put down the guitar, looked up and down Qian Jiu with appreciative eyes, "It's a great song, Qian Jiu sings really well."

"Thank you." Qian Jiu lowered her head and smiled, "Your guitar accompaniment is also very good."

Wei Huan laughed loudly: "Are we talking about business?"

Qianjiu thought for a while, and replied seriously: "Almost."

July [-]st came quickly, the auditorium was packed with people, Qian Jiu sat at the bottom waiting, couldn't help being nervous.

She doesn't like this crowded place.

Especially since there is no aunt in the crowd.

The girls from the third class sat together and secretly cheered them up, mainly Qian Jiu, because Wei Huan is a veteran after all.

"Qianjiu," Lin Feihua comforted her, "Don't be nervous, anyway, here are people from the company, so don't be afraid."

Their show is the second to last, so it's no wonder they're not afraid.

Moreover, it is said that they are people in the company, and their company only has more than 100 people, which almost fills up the auditorium that can accommodate 2000 people, big liar.

Qian Jiu sullenly, she saw the camera.

"I'm not afraid."

Lin Feihua almost laughed out loud. He once said that Yiqianjiu is really cute, especially the serious face with his watermelon head on his head, which is very cute.

"I heard that this gala will show the demeanor of contemporary soldiers, and it is going to be broadcast live on the whole network. I don't know if it is true or not."

Naturally, she also saw those cameras.

The news has not been officially released, so it's hard to say.

Qianjiu: "?"

Wei Huan turned his head abruptly, "Squad leader? Isn't it?"

"Ahem," Lin Feihua's eyes wandered, "Then what, come on!"

It was originally an activity of their own company, but later it seemed that because they wanted to respond to the call of the technological age, the activities of several battalions were merged together.

During this period, many programs were canceled. The company commander secretly watched the song Qian Jiu and Wei Huan collaborated with, and they unanimously decided to report it.

Qian Jiu and Wei Huan looked at each other, and tacitly stretched out their claws to Lin Feihua, "Smelly squad leader, big liar!"

The whole class knew that Lin Feihua was ticklish.

After arguing for a while, Lin Feihua laughed until his voice became hoarse, "I'm going to be angry!"

Qian Jiuyi turned her head, "Hmph, I'm angry too!"

Wei Huan stomped his feet, "Me too!"

The three of them were still arguing, and the auditorium suddenly fell silent. The lights dimmed, only the stage and the front row were on.

Lin Feihua had no choice but to admit defeat, and said in a low voice, "Hey, don't be angry! I'm not sure about this! Can I invite you to go out for hot pot next time?"

Wei Huan turned around, "Are you ready?"

Lin Feihua nodded, "Of course! How about Qianjiu?"

Qian Jiu asked subconsciously: "What is hot pot?"

Lin Feihua was not surprised, "I will know next time I take you to eat, it is delicious in the world."

Wei Huan agreed, "Never forget."

When it was Qian Jiu and Wei Huan's turn to wait backstage, she was still thinking about the delicious food that people will never forget.

hot pot?

Burn a pot to eat?

surely not.

Qian Jiu was amused by her own thoughts, and she was not so nervous when she went on stage.

……

The party was almost at the end, and the two ladies in the first row of the stage were biting their ears.

"How is it? Is there anyone interested?" It was the head of the art troupe who spoke.

"No." The other one was wearing a red tuxedo, and he didn't know who it was.

The host on the stage was smiling and speaking:

"The next ones will be the female soldiers of the third squad of special warfare—Qianjiu and Wei Huan. They will bring us an impassioned song—"National Kingdom". Please, Qianjiu and Wei Huan will sing for us!"

The curtain opened, and the big drum borrowed from the cultural and art team first came into everyone's eyes, with a bright red lacquer surface, tied with bright red silk flowers, standing in the center of the stage.

Wei Huan was carrying the guitar, and Qian Jiu followed behind her. The two of them were dressed in army green 007-style dresses, stood upright, and bowed to the audience.

Then walked to the center of the stage, Wei Huan sat on the left holding the guitar, Qian Jiu went to stand behind the drum.

The whole place went dark in an instant, and there was no light at all.

The thin and dense drums sounded, and gradually became higher and higher, deafening, echoing over the auditorium.

Suddenly, the drumming stopped abruptly.

The ethereal singing sounded, and the lights slowly turned on.

The girl's young face on the stage was exposed, her smooth hair was neatly covered on her head, without makeup, she was clean and beautiful, without any aggression.

Qian Jiuwei closed her eyes, her heart suddenly calmed down, this time there was no aunt.

The hand holding the drumstick was tight, Qian Jiu opened her eyes, her eyes were full of unruly sharpness, that was the vigor of a prince, she raised her hand, and struck the drum for the second time.

The tune took a sharp turn.

Qian Jiu opened her mouth, her momentum suddenly raised.

Except on the battlefield, she rarely has such a strong aura.

"Mountains and rivers span Kyushu..."

"Boom!"

"Iron cavalry stepping on Wankou..."

"Boom! Boom!"

The audience was silent, one drumbeat was louder than another, Qianjiu's voice faded from the sweetness and shyness, and became atmospheric and extremely penetrating.

Less of the grandeur of the original, still impassioned, still inspiring.

The middle drum stops, and the delicate sound of the guitar joins up.

Qian Jiu followed the tune, sweet and soft, lowly depicting the portraits of people from all walks of life.

The previous section was a majestic national scene, and here are the bits and pieces of life.

In the end, it is her best and deepest love, and her most sincere wishes to Tian Yu Kingdom and her aunt.

The sound of drums and guitar blended together wonderfully, accompanied by Qian Jiu's slightly hoarse voice, which made people cry.

Qian Jiu felt that it was wrong, she originally sang it differently.

At that time, I didn't want to cry.

At this time, she almost couldn't hold back her tears.

The song is over.

The audience was as quiet as a chicken.

Qian Jiu came out from behind the drum, Wei Huan also walked over, and the two bowed deeply.

Qian Jiu took the opportunity to close her eyes and withdraw her tears.

They both straightened up.

Suddenly, the applause was like thunder.

Lin Feihua and the company commander looked at each other from a distance, this was their surprise at the beginning!It is really necessary to do confidential work!

The applause continued until the two of them returned to their seats.The host came to the stage to close.

"Next, we will invite our Chinese soprano artist and national first-class actor - Ms. Song Sijun to bring us the finale of today's July [-]st Science and Technology Gala - "Sing a Folk Song for the Party". Please invite Teacher Song !"

Sitting in the first row, Song Sijun pressed the tears from the corners of his eyes, and whispered to the head of the art troupe, "Now we have it! Hurry up and arrange a meeting, I want to meet someone after I finish singing!"

After finishing speaking, she stood up, dressed in a bright red dress that was elegant and elegant, bowed to the audience behind her, and took the stage slowly.

The remaining head of the art troupe was dumbfounded.

"You change your face too quickly!"

Song Sijun ignored her.

She brought her own band, with a sweet and bright voice, which brought the party to a perfect end.

At the end of the party, each company and each class went out in order.

Qian Jiu was caught in the middle of class three, wondering who would return the drum.

As soon as he reached the door, he was stopped by the company commander.

"Qianjiu, come with me."

The author has something to say: Chi Yi: Is this song written for me?I'm sorry I didn't see it

Qianjiu:?If I had known earlier, I wouldn’t have listened to Mr.’s words to call it “Guo”, and it would be better to just call it “Ai”.