Even though Wang Xiaomin explained it, Qian Duoduo still didn't believe it.
He knew Chen Mo very well. This guy must have better songs that he didn't come up with, but he didn't pester him any more. Instead, he said to the former: "Well, Xiao Min, you sing it quietly, I only have You can only know how it is by listening to the music.”
"this……"
"It's okay, just sing it and I can listen to see if there is anything that needs to be changed."
Wang Xiaomin still didn't know what Chen Mo meant, and he was afraid that he would have to give some advice on what changes to make. However, she did not refute, because she had also seen that the latter's singing skills were indeed better than those who graduated from her major in vocal music.
So she read the lyrics and music score again, and sang softly:
"Hear, the departure of winter"
"I woke up in a certain month of a certain year"
"I think, I wait, I look forward to"
"The future cannot be arranged accordingly."
"Cloudy day, evening, outside the car window"
"There is someone waiting in the future"
"..."
"Whoever I meet, what kind of dialogue will there be?"
"The person I am waiting for, how far in the future is he?"
"I hear the wind coming from the subway and the sea of people"
"I'm standing in line, holding the number plate of love"
…
"good!"
At some point, the food stall owner was already standing next to him, holding an iron plate in his hand with twenty skewers of lamb kidneys neatly placed on it.
Seeing that his cheers interrupted the three of them, he quickly apologized: "I'm really sorry, it sounds so nice."
As he spoke, he placed the skewers on the small square table, and then looked at Wang Xiaomin for a moment: "Why does it sound so good? It turns out there is a celebrity eating at my stall. I am so lucky today." Yes. Miss Wang Xiaomin, you have to give me an autograph later, my daughter is your fan."
"Um...Boss, you are a fan of Chen Mo and your daughter is a fan of Xiao Min. Then whose fan is your wife?"
Qian Duoduo was immediately interested in such an interesting boss and asked with a smile.
The boss scratched his head, showing his big white teeth, but his eyes became lonely: "My wife, she used to like Shen Qingrou the most. Now that Shen Qingrou is back, it's a pity that she will never hear it."
"Huh? Sorry boss, we don't know you..."
Chen Mo and the other three were stunned and quickly apologized.
The boss turned around and wiped his face, then waved his hands and said, "It's okay, it's been several years, and every time Shen Qingrou releases a new song, my daughter will download it and play it to her mother at the grave."
"I'm really sorry. In this way, when I go back, I will make an album of all Qingrou's songs, ask Qingrou to sign my name and send it to you. This can be considered as a token of my appreciation."
"This... this is really okay. I... thank you very much, Mr. Chen."
Hearing this, the boss was a little at a loss. He wanted to reach out and shake hands with Chen Mo, but he felt a little abrupt. He didn't know what to say for a while.
"It's okay, I like the skewers you have here very much. When I come to eat them, just give me a 20% discount!"
"Of course, no problem. As long as Mr. Chen comes here in the future, all the skewers in my stall will be discounted at 20%."
The boss is also a sensible person. He didn't ask for a free bill or anything. Since Chen Mo said 20% off, he would give it 20% off. After all, he knew very well that no one would be willing to owe a favor.
"Okay, I've finished my chuaner and my business is done. I'll leave first. You can do whatever you want!"
Throwing the sign in his hand on the table, Chen Mo stood up and was about to leave. This time he solved two things with Chuan'er, and he felt extremely relaxed at this time.
Qian Duoduo was stunned: "Hey, Lao Chen, we haven't discussed the licensing fee yet!"
"Nonsense, this song is from me to thank you. Just don't sell it to others, unless you, the rich man, have no money to live one day." Chen Mo shook his hand without looking back, feeling relaxed all over. Go to the company.
In the next few days, I was busy rehearsing the New Year's Day party program, and it was time for the rehearsal in a flash.
The program team of the evening party directly set the location of the rehearsal in the studio hall of the TV station. In the morning, they mainly discussed a series of matters such as the order of appearances, and in the afternoon it was time for the actual rehearsal.
Chen Mo had two shows, and since he had to sing "Rongcheng", he sang as the opening act.
The programs of Shen Qingrou and the others were ranked in the middle. As for the finale of the party, there were other arrangements, and the program team did not disclose them in advance.
"Well, that's right. I was a little worried about this singing and dancing show published by Xingluo Entertainment News before, but I didn't expect it to be so effective!"
Wen Zhixin, the director of the party's program group, nodded frequently, and several people next to him also agreed. Although there was not much positive energy, happiness was the most important thing at the party.
After another hour, it was finally the turn of the penultimate program.
After the host introduced the song according to the established process and rhetoric, Chen Mo stepped onto the stage again and began his singing. No one noticed that when the chorus was sung, an old man sitting on the edge narrowed his eyes and there were tears in his eyes.
When Chen Mo walked off the stage, the old man stood up and walked up.
"This young man, you sang the song "Chi Ling" very well just now, especially the line "I dare not forget my country even if I am humbled, even if no one knows me". It really expressed the sentiments of us opera people!"
Looking at the old man in front of him, Chen Mo was stunned for a moment: "This old gentleman, who are you?"
"The old man is Guo Xiaoru, the drama master of our Sichuan Province. He is the inheritor of the Sichuan Opera, the intangible cultural heritage of the Yan Kingdom."
At some point, Yan Zhenying, the boss of the Chengdu Cultural Department, came over.
He first greeted old Mr. Guo Xiaoru, and then looked at Chen Mo: "Mr. Chen's song really touched the old man's heart. He is a person who has experienced the time when the Japanese country humiliated our Yan country. .”
"It turns out to be Mr. Guo. This junior was rude just now."
Seeing Chen Mo perform an ancient ritual for himself, Guo Xiaoru returned the gesture very seriously: "Mr. Chen also knows opera? Except for those with professional backgrounds, there are not many young people who can understand such ancient rituals nowadays."
"The old gentleman is laughing at it, but the younger generation only dabbles in it occasionally."
At this time, Wen Zhixin also came over because he had not waited for the finale of the old gentleman to come on stage.
When he got closer, he realized that Yan Zhenying was here. Although the latter was the big boss of the cultural department in Chengdu, he was also the deputy conductor of the New Year's Day party, so he naturally had the authority to control him.
"Yan Ju, why are you here? I didn't notice you just now. I'm really sorry."
"It's okay, Director Wen. I just knew about today's rehearsal, so I planned to come over and have a look."
Yan Zhenying showed a smile. In fact, he came to Chen Mo and wanted to see in advance what kind of programs the young entertainment company boss had prepared.
The result made him very satisfied, and he became more and more optimistic about Xingluo Entertainment, a younger company.
When Guo Xiaoru saw Wen Zhixin coming over, he said: "Director Wen, for my finale program, I would like to change it with Mr. Xiao Chen's. It might be better for him to be the finale. What do you think?"
"Ah? I understand what Mr. Xiaoru means. It's okay. There's no problem at all."
Wen Zhixin was only slightly startled, and then he understood the former's intention. In fact, he had planned this before, but one was too young and the other was too old. If not properly arranged, it would easily cause unnecessary trouble.
After speaking, he said to Chen Mo: "Then please trouble Mr. Chen to sing again."
Chen Mo quickly replied: "Of course it is a great honor. It is an honor for the younger generation to be able to perform on stage one after another with Mr. Xiaoru."
(To be continued!)
