Miao's mother turned to Qinglian and whispered: "Be brave, if you don't sing well today, I will beat you to death when you get back!"
After standing on the stage for a while, Qinglian had already adapted a little and eased her nervousness. After being threatened by Miao's mother, she immediately became nervous again.
Miao's mother walked off the stage, and the old man holding the transverse flute behind Qinglian asked: "Little lady, what song are you singing?"
Next to Lao Sheng was a girl holding a pipa. The old man and the young man were responsible for the accompaniment. Except for the new songs, they were almost familiar with the songs and tunes they often sang.
Qinglian responded softly: "No, I will sing a cappella."
She also hoped that there would be someone to accompany her, but this was a new piece of music that no one knew how to play. She didn’t know how to play the new piece, so she could practice it, but as a young singer who had never played in a concert hall, who would spend the energy to play it? Time to practice new tunes for her.
In addition, this kind of thing almost never happens. Those who can sing new songs are usually the oiran ladies in the courtyard.
The old man was surprised when he heard this and said softly: "Little lady, you have to think about it."
Without accompanying music, it would be half as good as before, but it requires excellent singing skills and an excellent singing voice to impress others. Even singing, everyone tried cautiously, not to mention that she was a young actress who had never appeared on stage before. This was simply asking for it. perish.
Qinglian turned back and smiled: "I sang a new song."
Old students are even more surprised, new song! The real new songs are those that are a combination of several music brands. If it is the former, it may make people's eyes shine.
If it is the latter, I am afraid it will be self-defeating. It should be the latter. How can she, an unknown young actress, be qualified to sing a unique new song.
"Hurry up and sing quickly, ink stains or something."
"Yeah, hurry up and finish singing."
People in the audience urged her, not because they couldn't wait to appreciate Qinglian's singing voice, but because they wanted Qinglian to sing badly and make a fool of herself, and then justifiably ask Mrs. Lan Ning to show up and sing, which would make a lot of money.
Facing the playful gazes of the crowd, Qinglian opened her voice and sang: "The wild geese from the north fly south for another autumn, and I send you off with my heart full of sorrow."
No accompaniment, just singing a cappella!
This first sentence is already surprising, not because Qinglian sings so well, but because she actually chooses to sing a cappella, which is definitely a challenge for anyone.
Mother Miao's face showed anger. What is this little girl doing? Revenge, right? I want her to be unable to step down.
The famous actress in the dark laughed sarcastically, "You actually chose to sing a cappella. You don't know the heights of the world. You really think you are the number one oiran in Chang'an, Tian Shui Xian Ge."
Everyone in the audience was also very surprised. They were impressed by Qinglian's courage for a moment, and the cheers they had prepared long ago were choked in their throats.
Qinglian sang the second line: "This is how I ended my relationship with Luoshui. I will be with you in the same day. I think about saying goodbye to you today, and my eyes are filled with tears."
New song and new lyrics! It’s actually a new song with new lyrics!
Comes from the mouth of a young actress who debuted on stage!
Everyone in the audience looked at Mother Miao, as if asking, "Mother Miao, what are you doing? You have a new song sung by a young actress. It's such a waste!"
Mother Miao, who looked surprised, was also confused when everyone asked. She had no idea where Qinglian got the new song, who composed the music for her, and who wrote the lyrics for her.
The famous actresses in the dark no longer dared to laugh, and their eyes were a little jealous. They speculated in their hearts that Qinglian had been getting close to Mrs. Lan Ning recently, so it was probably a new song she got from Lan Ning.
Mrs. Lan Ning is the only one who has the ability to ask others to compose new songs and write new lyrics for her. Lan Ning is so generous and supports her back so hard.
Qinglian continued to sing: "The slave is just a boatman's girl. She can't accompany you. I look away from you and my head turns white in a moment."
"Great tune!"
"good words!"
There were already people in the audience who couldn't help but cheer, forgetting the heckles they had already prepared.
Qinglian made a voiceover: "Yue Niang, look, you have turned around!"
This overtone was specially taught by Xie Fu. He points his hand and looks towards the distance. It is very vivid. People can tell it is the overtone at a glance. Anyone who has listened to Suzhou Pingtan will understand it.
"It's interesting and interesting, and it's actually interspersed with Suzhou Pingtan."
"This is not Suzhou Pingtan. It should be said to be an overtone."
"Anyway, it's wonderful."
These cheers and chatter interrupted Qinglian's immersed emotions. After all, it was her first time in the hall, so she was inexperienced and easily influenced by the outside world. Two consecutive sentences were broken and out of tune.
This is fatal to the coherence of a piece of music. Once the first part is out of tune, the second part cannot keep up with the mood and tone. Qinglian has to stop a little, and this pause is even worse.
There were sighs in the audience: "It's a pity, it's a pity that such a good song has to be sung by a young actor with poor skills."
"Yes, if Mrs. Lan Ning sings it, it might be comparable to the Tianshui Fairy Song."
"This time, Mrs. Lan Ning must sing!"
Some people even sighed, feeling that Qinglian ruined such a good song.
The giggles of the famous actors in the dark started again, "So what if there are new songs and new lyrics? It's a pity that she can't control such a good song. It was originally her destiny to be a maid, but she wants to be an courtesan. What a beautiful idea!"
Qinglian listened to these contemptuous and discriminatory words and looked at the mocking faces. She was very shocked. Her heart was filled with mixed feelings and she could no longer put herself into her emotions. "Hot tears...hot tears..."
Qinglian desperately tried to open her voice, but instead her eyes turned red and she couldn't sing anymore.
Lan Ning stood on the second floor, her face paler and thinner than usual. After those two things happened in succession on the first day of junior high school, Lan Ning fell ill that night. Although she asked a doctor to take some medicine in the past two days, she recovered. Some, the appetite is not very good.
Lan Ning stared at Qinglian downstairs, whose eyes were red, and held her tightly with her fingers unconsciously. She secretly said in her heart: "Qinglian, don't cry! No one will pity you. Dignity must be won by yourself. Sing Go down and give those who underestimate you and those who ridicule you a hard slap!"
Not sure if he was too excited, he covered his mouth and coughed lightly.
Juan'er, who was standing next to her, felt very distressed, "Miss, you haven't recovered from your illness yet, and you haven't had a good rest. Why did you come to see her?"
"If you don't know how to sing, just go down and let those who can sing!"
Qinglian didn't want to give up. She glanced down the field, then looked upstairs, and suddenly saw someone among them - Mrs. Lan Ning. Mrs. Lan Ning is here too! Come and hear her sing!
Qinglian looked at Lan Ning from a distance, and Lan Ning also stared at her. Their eyes met, and Lan Ning smiled and nodded.
This move immediately cheered up Qinglian. She was full of confidence and motivation. She let go of her hands and feet, spread her voice and sang again: "Hot tears are rolling in my heart."
Qinglian sang and everyone became quiet again.
"We renew our marriage together in a small boat, and we hide together in the misty water of the river. We are ashamed to see the half-moon in the water. You are a slave and come to make a hair of green flowers. We elope with you to the end of the world. The red moon is melting..."
