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Chapter 91 The little assistant blows his hair!Ni Ye's brother Qian, do you dare to flirt? (610, seeking first order)

It turned out that when Yang Qian was trying to clarify his friendship with Dai Yuni just now, a girl standing in the front row raised her hand.

"Mr. Mu, I would like to ask, are you single now?"

Because she did not have a microphone, the voice of the question did not spread throughout the audience.

But Yang Qian hesitated for a moment, and took the microphone to respond seriously:

"This question involves personal privacy. Can I choose not to answer? In fact, I prefer that you pay attention to our music works, rather than our singers themselves. Because we are actually very ordinary people, and we also have shortcomings. There will be things that don’t go well.”

Well, yes, everyone has flaws.

For example, your shortcoming is that you are too conservative in thinking, too experienced in dealing with people, just like an old cadre, lacking the vitality and vigor of young people!
Dai Yuni was beside her with crooked eyes, secretly smiling, and secretly thinking about this guy in her heart.

However, she soon stopped laughing!

Because the bold girl just now was still raising her hand, and boldly showed her love to Yang Qian:

"Of course I will continue to pay attention to your music, but I want to say, Mr. Mu, you are so handsome and gentle, and the songs you sing are also beautiful! If you don't have a girlfriend, can you consider me?"

The other people around had stopped talking, but the girl's words of courtship were still very loud, and was heard by many people at once.

The audience was in an uproar.

Dai Yuni exploded even more!
Do you dare to snatch Niye's Brother Qian?
The little assistant who was still smirking there was furious on the spot!

Dai Yuni knew that the music festival did have some negative situations, and there were also a small number of people who came to the music festival for a different purpose.

But on the whole, on the bright side, everyone is still working hard to create a safe and positive music environment, so as to bring good music enjoyment to both singers and audiences.

But who knew that someone had such a thick skin that he wanted to swing a hoe in front of her!

"This, thank you very much..."

Yang Qian didn't encounter such a direct situation, so he really panicked for a while, but soon, he came back to his senses and decided to persuade this fan girl to go back and study hard.

However, Dai Yuni doesn't want to keep the ink stains down, Yang Qian has no experience, but Dai Yuni has seen a lot, this kind of tea-like woman, you continue to chat with her, she can have the cheek to chat with you until tomorrow, and then I asked for WeChat and continued to call giegie every day!

"Ahem, time is running out, and I still have to sing!"

As a small assistant, Dai Yuni dutifully reminded Yang Qian.

"Didn't you say that you should focus on singing and less communication? If we continue, everyone will not be able to finish listening to our songs!"

Ni Ye's voice was quite gentle, but her unfriendly eyes were drawn towards the audience, like a cat with its hair blown, fierce.

"That's right, time is a bit tight, so let's not talk about it, the next song "Wuwen" is for everyone!" (Note 1)

Yang Qian nodded. Originally, he didn't really want to continue talking, but the sense of responsibility to educate fans is too strong.

"Yes, there are three more songs to come. Time is running out, so we won't introduce them. Let's just listen to them and we'll be done!"

The audience understood Dai Yuni's meaning.

No chat, no teasing!
I knew there was something wrong with the relationship between the two of them!
The audience, who didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, burst out laughing.

Then there was the scene of Niye's domineering declaration earlier——

"Don't ask, if you ask, you don't have it, if you ask, you can't, if you ask, it's impossible!"

"OK, sing!"

Dai Yuni gracefully put the microphone back on the microphone stand, ready to play the piano accompaniment for Yang Qian.

……

Yang Qian didn't play the guitar, he just held the guitar Dai Yuni bought for him, and reached out for the first time to take off the microphone.

The piano melody played by Dai Yuni seemed not to be affected by the emotional explosion just now, and it played softly and soothingly in the ears of the audience.

It seems that this is another song that needs to be listened to quietly?

The soft piano melody made the audience who were still laughing and excited gradually stop their laughter and discussion, and their mood gradually calmed down. They turned their attention to the girl who was playing the piano and the girl who was about to sing. Yang Qian.

Here, there are actually quite a few new spectators, and even around the periphery where Qin Liang and others stopped, there are many spectators who came over curiously because they heard the laughter.

They hadn't heard the previous song, but this melody attracted them.

"It sounds good?"

There are not a few people like Zhou Dongdong holding up their mobile phones to take pictures.

The melodious prelude ended not too long ago, and Yang Qian's singing took over without any pause.

"You ask the wind why it drags the migratory birds to fly,

But it made him flustered;

You ask why rain nourishes all things to grow,
But it also drenched his clothes..."

The very soft singing voice, with a little nasal sound and a little magnetism, seems to be like the sea breeze imprinted with the sunset at this time, and it spreads leisurely to the ears of every listener along with the sound.

Sounds good!
This is the first impression this song gives people. It is plain but amazing, and the ordinary words are full of poetic charm!

You know, at this moment, under the stage of Yang Qian and Dai Yuni, there are no fans who don't like the style of his songs, and no one is questioning why there is no rock and roll at all, why there is no music at all. Hi!

Even the newcomers couldn't help but ask the people next to them.

"Who is this singer?"

Two little girls asked Qin Liang and others who were standing behind.

"It's Yang Qian, and their combination is Miss Dai and Mr. Mu!"

Qin Liang replied kindly.

"He doesn't seem to have heard this song before. Is it original? It sounds very good."

The little girl asked again.

"It's original, very good singer, you can listen to their singing carefully."

Qin Liang still maintained a patient tone, but he hoped that these young people would stop asking, which would affect his listening to the song.

Fortunately, they walked to the front by themselves, so that Yang Qian's singing could return to Qin Liang's ears again.

"You asked him why he kissed his scar,
but could not bring him home;

You ask me why I still dare not let go,
I know I can't hear the answer..."

The lyrics are really like poetry!

Qin Liang discovered this situation. Yang Qian's songs are basically in this style.

Although not all of them are as elegant as "Dream Chaser", even the words that are very common narratives are written by him in parallel sentence patterns, just like modern poems!
Qin Liang had already felt this way after only listening to the second half of "South of the Frontier", and this situation is even more vividly reflected in the song "Wuwen".

Of course, there are many who write songs like poetry, but not many who can sing well.

But Qin Liang liked the song "No Question" sung by Yang Qian very much.

Because he felt that there was a quiet power in Yang Qian's voice, as if he could only feel this way in a place full of book fragrance like a library, and only when he was reading poems quietly.

Or should it be described this way, Yang Qian's singing is also poetic?

It seems that there has never been such a musician in the Chinese music scene, right?

The more Qin Liang listened, the more he felt that this Yang Qian was really like a treasure, constantly bringing him surprises!
However, the more surprises there were, the more worried Qin Liang became.

A singer with such creative force and such stable and excellent singing ability should not belong to such a small stage as their music festival!
The more he listened, the more Qin Liang felt that the distance between his Moxing music and him became even further...

(Note 1: "Wu Wen", Mao Buyi)
　Although this is rare, the atmosphere of music festivals sometimes makes people make choices.Everyone clap the bricks, QAQ
　　
　
(End of this chapter)