readytorunbook Chapter 162
Chapter 162
Although the young man was dressed simply, he had an elegant temperament about him. Coupled with his slender and well-proportioned figure, his whole body seemed to glow under the light.
Many girls started discussing it.
Everyone is a visual animal, and so are girls.
Compared to the party, girls care more about the boy’s appearance.
Of course based on the principle of same-sex repulsion.
The boys have a different look.
In particular, many licking dogs see the eyes of the girl they like shining brightly.
Even the licking dogs have broken their guard.
“Where’s the pretense coming from? He looks like a pretty boy at first glance, and he probably sounds like a ghost when he sings.”
“What song are you singing? I haven’t heard it before. I guess I wrote a bad song and I want to pretend to compete.”
“My balls hurt when I see this kid on stage. What can Mader have to pretend to be?”
“It must be just an embroidered pillow. It looks handsome but sucks at singing!”
In a corner of the auditorium.
All the members of the Mom Team looked at the young man on the stage and were filled with pride.
“Did you see that those clothes were all made by us!”
“The clothes must be made by yourself so that the children can fit them properly.”
“Wow, wow, I don’t know why I’m so touched. Seeing my cat son grow up step by step to where he is today, really, I cried to death…”
Everyone in the audience was talking a lot.
At this time the music sounded.
Huh?
Listening to the accompaniment, a middle-aged male teacher in the music department next to Jiang Jing raised his eyebrows.
“This accompaniment is interesting.”
“What’s wrong? Teacher Chen?” Jiang Jing had just accepted the reality, and now she heard the voice next to her asking.
“If I guess correctly, it should be the erhu.”
Teacher Chen explained.
“There are very few pieces of music in the music industry today that use the erhu as accompaniment.”
“This song may have been originally created by this student, but it’s quite interesting.”
oh?
Jiang Jing couldn’t help but be a little surprised.
He raised his head again and glanced at the calm young man on the stage.
You must know that the person next to you is the oldest teacher in the music department.
To be praised like this, does it mean that Lin Yi is really talented in music?
And I think of Erhu.
Jiang Jing couldn’t help but think about it more.
Could it be that when I gestured to the child to use a classical instrument, he interpreted it as an erhu?
Thinking about it carefully, it seems that there is indeed nothing wrong with it. Erhu is also a classical musical instrument of Yan and Huang.
As Jiang Jing kept thinking in her mind.
The accompaniment on the stage suddenly stopped.
Then came the slightly hoarse voice of the young man.
[The eighteenth day of the first lunar month, an auspicious day, Gaoliangtai…]
There was a hint of sadness in the hoarse voice.
But many students in the audience frowned.
Because I don’t understand.
“What’s the name of this song? It seems to be from some dialect?”
“You’re not singing in a foreign language, are you?”
“It should be a northwest dialect. It sounds a bit like that to me.”
“It’s a bit of a strange tune, but it’s interesting to hear.”
“Indeed, the accompaniment is a bit interesting. I haven’t heard it before.”
“It’s a pity that I just don’t understand what the song means.”
“The song is called “囍”. It should be a love song. Why does it sound a bit sad when it’s sung?”
“It’s our dialect in northern Shaanxi, and it tells the story of women getting married in ancient times, on the eighteenth day of the first lunar month…”
At this time, a student from other places opened his mouth to explain.
After hearing this, the person who was confused just now came to some reaction.
Then something went wrong again.
“No, can you get married on the eighteenth day of the first lunar month? Is it an auspicious day? We all avoid this day when we get married over there?”
“It’s true, the older generation over there also said that the eighteenth day of the first lunar month, originally called ‘Shanghua Day’, is actually a good day, but it is a good day in the underworld as well as in the upper world, so the upper world avoids this day, it is said that it is afraid of forming a knot. Dark marriage.”
“Hey guys, I feel like there’s a story in this song.”
During the discussion among the students, many people became interested.
After finishing with a few words in northern Shaanxi dialect.
The lyrics are starting to be understandable.
The pace also becomes faster at this time.
[Listen, it’s time to turn over three miles away…]
After a series of fast-paced singing.
The pace slows down again.
“The official laughed…”
By this time, not only the students but also the teachers in the audience were immersed in it.
This period was still dominated by love songs.
Everyone sings about love, love, and those things.
But although this song looks like a love song on the surface, it sounds like everyone just discovered it.
It feels very different.
A little strange and a little weird…
“Hiss. Why do I get goosebumps when I listen to it? Why does this song sound so hellish?”
“Me too, I thought I was the only one. This song doesn’t sound like a love song.”
“I listened carefully just now. The lyrics seemed to tell the story of a woman getting married, and there was something about Wang Ergou…
.”
“Tsk, you’re trying to be mysterious!”
Luo Chengbao, who was sitting in the middle of the audience, could not help but curl his lips.
He never had a good impression of people who were handsomer than him.
Plus, this guy on stage is so handsome.
Several brothers around him also laughed.
“It’s really vain. It’s not as good as what we sing in KTV.”
“My evaluation is that it’s not as good as Mr. Luo’s singing. I’ll love you even to death. Why didn’t Mr. Luo come on stage to show off his singing voice this time?”
“Is this kind of platform worthy of our status as Master Luo?”
Listen to the words of the brothers next to you.
Luo Chengbao couldn’t help laughing and scolding.
“Stop fucking nonsense!”
“I don’t think this party is interesting. How about we run away, Mr. Luo?”
Suddenly a brother spoke.
“Um.”
Luo Chengbao also felt it was boring and nodded immediately.
Before he could say another word.
The tempo of the music on the stage suddenly accelerated.
[She failed to answer the conversation again this time… Look at how he is crying and laughing…]
As the pace picks up.
Phew!
A sudden sound exploded on the scene as if it was earth-shattering.
“Grass!”
Luo Chengbao was so frightened that he became alert.
“What is this song about? Ming Le!”
There are many students who have the same idea as him.
“Damn it! What happened? It woke me up!”
“Made, I was so frightened that I dropped to the floor!”
“This song is so exciting! I feel like I’m singing in my throat all of a sudden!”
“It’s true, this song is so hellish! Even the suonas came up.”
“When I hear the sound of the suona, I feel like I’m back to the scene of eating at a table when I was a kid.”
“Zhuo! Who just said this song was not good?!”
Compared to the students who were frightened.
Teacher Chen, who was sitting in the front row of the music department, suddenly stood up.
His eyes kept widening, and he whispered in surprise.
“Fuck, Suona!”