Chapter 17 Brother Lu, are you coming to the competition?(1/2)
Suona can be red or white, salt or sweet.
You can use it if you want to shock people in high-end music.
It can be used when eating mats in the village to create the atmosphere.
No matter what happens in the world.
By the way, Lu Xingchuan sat on the child's table because he didn't drink.
In short, when Lu Xingchuan's suona sounded, Zheng Xiang and Sun Zheng immediately sat up straight and stared at the stage.
Just by this tune, they thought this song was unusual.
It has a strong atmosphere of national songs, but it uses a more magnificent arrangement that combines string music, large trumpets, etc.
From this point alone, you can see the foundation of composing and arranging music.
Then there is Bai Qianmeng's singing.
Bai Qianmeng's singing really shocked them.
But what shocked them even more was the suona playing in the middle.
After listening to the song, Zheng Xiang turned to look at Sun Zheng, "Old Sun, do you know why Xiao Lu is so confident now."
"Indeed..." Sun Zheng sighed, "All things are spoken according to their strength. He has this strength and is so meticulous. It is really hard not to succeed."
"Then let's work with him."
"Okay, I have no objection."
After they said that, they were about to get up and leave.
After all, after watching the rehearsal, there are still many important things to do later.
But as soon as he stood up, Zheng Xiang raised his eyebrows, "Hmm?"
The two turned around and looked at the stage, where something was wrong.
The two looked at each other and saw the expectations in each other's eyes, so they looked at each other and sat back.
............
"Xiao Lu, your song is really good!"
Li Liang gave a thumbs up, "I can't say that there are so many, but your rankings are definitely not bad."
He didn't say anything too damn.
In fact, according to his opinion, this song, coupled with Bai Qianmeng's wonderful performance, will definitely not be the first.
But... it's not convenient for him to say too much.
So I quietly hinted that he believed Lu Xingchuan understood what he meant.
But when he looked up, he found that Lu Xingchuan had no expression on his face and did not receive any hints from him.
The boy was staring at Bai Qianmeng with a dark face expressionless face, just like Snape's eyes looking at Harry Potter.
"Mengmeng, what are you singing?"
Bai Qianmeng shrank her neck, "I..."
"What do I do? I'm still talking back, right? I taught you this way before? The high notes are not torn to the throat. Do you know what you really need? Thickness! This way you can look at ease and your emotions can be freely retracted!"
Bai Qianmeng was aggrieved and pouted without saying anything.
"Tsk." Lu Xingchuan tsk his tongue, grabbed the microphone in her hand, and turned around and turned into a business-style gentle smile, "Teacher Li, please trouble you, let's do it again, let's forget about suona first."
When he turned around, he still kept a gentle tone, "Mengmeng, I'm not blaming you, the main reason I'm strict for your own good is that you understand, do you understand?"
Bai Qianmeng nodded aggrievedly, "Yes..."
"Okay, I'll sing it and watch it, pay attention to my emotional mobilization and rhythm control."
Li Liang was shocked, "You can sing yourself?"
"Only know a little." Lu Xingchuan was very modest.
"Okay, then I will be reluctant to help you play a suona." Li Liang smiled, "I also have a little understanding of suona."
Lu Xingchuan: "..."
What does it mean to help you play a suona?
Is it my first seventh?
Tsk.
"I'm so ugly." After adjusting my emotions, Lu Xingchuan raised his microphone and said, "Dear teachers, you can start."
Li Liang took the lead in playing the suona.
The passionate sound of suona was a little desolate and cold, shocking others' scalp.
As the music director of the program, the level of this suona is just a little worse than that of Lu Xingchuan.
The sound of suona gradually faded, and after a few breaths, Lu Xingchuan's voice sounded like a heavenly sound.
"The field beside you
"The fragrance of date flowers at hand..."
"Um?"
Sun Zheng widened his eyes, "This voice..."
"Shh... Keep listening." Zheng Xiang interrupted him.
There are only four lyrics in this song.
After Lu Xingchuan finished singing the first time like a deep whisper, the second time came soon.
Lu Xingchuan's scale suddenly increased by two levels, and his emotions became more full and he still performed with ease. The orchestra also cooperated to improve the scale.
In fact, the upper limit of high notes for normal male voices has almost reached this place.
But Zheng Xiang and Sun Zheng were still staring at Lu Xingchuan with anticipation in their eyes.
"Here you come."
I don't know who said a low voice among them.
The next moment, Lu Xingchuan's chanting began.
His true voice instantly surpassed the limit of male treble, reached a higher height, and was still at ease.
At the same time, the band's strings kept up, and instantly sounded as excited as a symphony.
Afterwards, the sound suddenly stopped, and the drum beats with a very rhythmic sound rang. Lu Xingchuan lowered his voice slightly and sang the same four lyrics.
But the difference is that the lyrics of this four lines are one stage higher than the scale of each sentence.
Accompanied by the last song "Jiu'er, I'll send you to the distance", Li Liang's suona sounded again.
Zheng Xiang and Sun Zheng subconsciously held their breath and grabbed the seat armrests with both hands.
Then there is the passionate suona accompanied by the interlude of string music and drum sounds.
Then... the climax place comes.
Lu Xingchuan directly overshadowed the sound of the suona with a little bit of national singing!
This is something Bai Qianmeng didn’t do just now!
Zheng Xiang and Sun Zheng subconsciously stood up!
Then after the first three sentences were sung, the sound of suona came to an abrupt end.
Only the slow piano sound was left on the scene.
Then, with the soothing piano sound, Lu Xingchuan sang the last sentence affectionately.
"Jiu'er, I...send you to a distance..."
Thanks to the effect brought by one of the top studios in China, Lu Xingchuan's last voice was accompanied by the sound of piano, which felt like the lingering sound was lingering.
The entire studio was so quiet that it didn't seem like a rehearsal scene.
Bai Qianmeng stared at Lu Xingchuan in the spotlight and suddenly felt dizzy in her brain, as if she was in her dream.
"call......"
Zheng Xiang, who had been holding his anger for several minutes, subconsciously exhaled gently, and then slowly puffed up his applause.
Then, Sun Zheng also clapped, Li Liang also clapped, and all the teachers in the orchestra clapped.
Applause came one after another.
But Lu Xingchuan still had a gentle face and turned around and stuffed the microphone into Bai Qianmeng's hand, "Mengmeng, now you know how to sing? Just grasp those key nodes, and of course your emotions can be more full."
Bai Qianmeng opened her mouth, and just lifted the microphone and lowered her head and pursed her lips without saying anything.
When Lu Xingchuan saw that he was one head and two big.
To be continued...