I'm not a big star

Chapter 332 Success! (third change)

(The third one is delivered, call)

The stage of the Spring Festival Gala is so broad.

During the rehearsal, Chu Qing didn't feel anything. Although he was a little nervous, he didn't take this tension to heart.

He felt normal.

Chu Qing didn't even feel nervous for a few days after the rehearsal, including the hour before going on stage.

However, there are always some things in this world, which are called accidents.

When she actually came to the stage and saw the various eyes of a large group of people below, Chu Qing suddenly became very nervous.

And the tension is unprecedented.

He felt like he was staying under the deep sea at this moment. He wanted to speak, but found that he couldn't speak, and even if he tried to speak, he didn't know what to say.

The prelude begins.

It was obviously a prelude to his own participation in the creation, but Chu Qing felt quite strange, as if he had never heard this song before.

He began to despair, and the oppressive atmosphere became more and more serious, making him a little out of breath.

At the end of the prelude, when all the lights were shining on Chu Qing, Chu Qing was in a trance, and even at this moment he was in a daze.

A few seconds after the prelude ended, Chu Qing finally realized what kind of stage she was standing on, how many people were watching her, and everyone had different expressions.

Chu Qing closed his eyes, he felt that he had to calm down, and he must not let this nervousness control his body anymore.

She closed her eyes for a few seconds, and Chu Qing was in a mess for a few seconds.

The brain is still very blank.

Maybe, it's over.

Chu Qing resigned to his fate, but he still couldn't remember the lyrics.

"Brother Qing, come on!"

At this moment, a loud shout suddenly came from a distance. Although the shout was a little soft after such a distance, Chu Qing could still hear that it was Jiang Xiaoyu who was working hard for him.

After this sound of cheering, Chu Qing found that his extremely messy and tense mood suddenly improved. Although the whole person was still under a lot of pressure, he still opened his eyes.

He picked up the guitar.

A little more inexplicable confidence.

Now that the original chord is forgotten, the original chord is not used!

Chu Qing pressed the head of the guitar with one hand, and played skillfully with the other.

A completely different guitar sound from the rehearsal sounded.

Music, who said you have to follow the rules?

Yes, who said it has to be the same as during rehearsal?
Since I am standing on this stage, since this world does not have this song, why must I follow the melody of that world?

Can I change a little bit on the basis of the original?

Music can't follow the rules, if I copy the melody blindly, copy everything, then what's the difference with a time traveler puppet?
Another way, another way of playing may be slightly different.Of course I may not play well, but I can give it a try!
Everyone on this stage will look at me.

If I don't even have the courage, am I still a man?

Correct!
Thinking of this, Chu Qing immediately calmed down, and her heavy heart began to ease a little.

The chords are not chaotic, and gradually entered the state.

offstage.

Sun Jiliang and other directors of the Spring Festival Gala stared wide-eyed. The melody that Chu Qing played while holding the guitar was completely different from the rhythm and rehearsal!
Not only are they completely different, but they are quite different.

What is he going to do?Does he have to change anything at this critical moment?He wants to innovate?
Crazy, absolutely crazy.

"In the far east there is a river
Its name is the Yangtze River
In the far east there is a river
Its name is the Yellow River..."

Chu Qing began to sing. Chu Qing sang very slowly, much slower than during the rehearsal, but the rhythm was very good.

He wants to use himself to sing slowly to adjust his state, adjust a little bit, and get better a little bit.

Chu Qing remembered the lyrics of "Descendants of the Dragon", and Chu Qing found that singing slowly was much better than singing quickly during rehearsal.

He sang and looked at all the people below.

These people are my audience, listening to my performance!
I can!I'm not bad!

he reminded himself.

When Chu Qing sang, his voice was very heavy. He didn't just let go of the tension, but accepted it instead.

He felt the tension could be exploited.

In fact, Chu Qing sang this song "Descendants of the Dragon" with a nervous mood, but it had a different flavor, which was completely different from the song sung during the rehearsal.

This is also a kind of performance, gradually Chu Qing seems to enjoy this kind of performance, he has a sense of satisfaction.

Maybe, a little bit of tension isn't so bad, is it?

After the mood was adjusted, Chu Qing's condition became better and better, and her feelings for the song became stronger and stronger.

Even the whole person slowly began to reach the peak state.

"Although I have never seen the beauty of the Yangtze River

梦里 常神游 长江 水
Although I have never heard of Huang Hezhuang
Surging and turbulent in a dream..."

Then, Chu Qing sang faster and faster, not only faster and faster, but the suppressed emotion also began to be released gradually.

He remembered all the lyrics, and he also remembered all the scores and rhythms.

Feeling better and stronger!

"In the ancient East there was a dragon
its name is china
There is a group of people in the ancient East
They are all descendants of the dragon

巨龙脚 底下 我 成长
长成 以后 是 的 传人

black eyes black hair yellow skin

Forever and forever the descendant of the dragon..."

The singing speed became faster and faster, and Chu Qing became more and more excited.

His voice gradually began to have a sense of pride, belonging, and identity.

We are all the descendants of the dragon, and will always be the descendants of the dragon!
He started his performance, which has no tension in it, and nothing in it.

"A quiet night a hundred years ago
巨变 前夕 的 深夜 里
枪炮声 敲碎 了 宁静夜

四 面 楚歌 是 的 剑

How many years the sound of cannons is still rumbling..."

In the last period, Chu Qing had completely vented this state to the peak.

He sang such a song with all his emotions. This song is very simple, but in fact it is not simple. There are too many things hidden in it.

I should have succeeded.

After singing to the end, Chu Qing once again looked at everyone in the audience, and at this moment a kind of aura surged out of him.

These people are all my audience, and they all listen to my singing.

If it is glory, then I have won my own glory on this stage where people all over the country are watching!

This time, he felt more proud than ever.

Because he felt like he had broken through something.

After the last sentence fell, Chu Qing bowed to everyone.

There was thunderous applause below.

Even Jiang Xiaobai stood up and applauded subconsciously. Although he really didn't like Chu Qing and felt that the book thief written by Chu Qing was a bit literary, but he had to admit that the song that Chu Qing sang was not bad. It's really that good.

Well, just a little bit good.

Forget it, let's applaud.

Well, I didn't applaud from the heart, but a performance for my sister.

........................

Qingzi.

"Damn it! Crazy, crazy, Qingzi's performance is a bit too much, right?"

"Yeah, it turns out that the closed eyes and silence at the beginning turned out to be an alternative way of acting."

"I was deceived. At first I thought Chu Qing was nervous, but I didn't expect that she was just playing a joke on us."

"It's different, yes, it's completely different. I've heard the song Chu Qing sang during the rehearsal, and it's completely different from this time. Qingzi doesn't play cards according to common sense at all. He's messing around!"

"Troubleshooting? It sounds nice."

"Yeah, it's really nice."

"Huh, let me worry about Qingzi for nothing, Qingzi, you have to compensate me for worrying about you."

"After watching Qingzi, the Spring Festival Gala will be almost over. I'm going to turn off the live broadcast!"

"The next show has started, huh? The next show is still a singing show, it seems a little different."

"Uh, what's the difference? What's the name?"

"Shandandan blooms bright red? What the hell is this called?"

"The name is not important, the important thing is that the songwriter of this song seems to be Qingzi? Am I right?"

"Damn, Qingzi? Why did Qingzi start writing this kind of song again? Is it another brainwashing song like "My Skate Shoes"? The name sounds a bit similar!"

"I found that Qingzi seems to be a little bit closer to the rural non-mainstream. Is it my illusion?"

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When Chu Qing just stepped off the stage, Jiang Xiaoyu quickly picked up a tissue and wiped the sweat off Chu Qing's forehead.

"Brother Qing... You've worked hard."

"Fortunately, it's just a song." After stepping off the stage, Chu Qing breathed a sigh of relief. When she first came on stage, Chu Qing even thought that she was really finished, but thanks to Jiang Xiaoyu's shouting, Chu Qing never stopped singing. After recovering from the bewilderment, he found a trace of state.

He felt that he should thank Jiang Xiaoyu.

"Brother Qing, the performance was very successful. Just now before you came on stage, you deliberately showed this expression to create an atmosphere on the stage, right?" Jiang Xiaoyu asked with a smile, remembering Chu Qing's appearance before going on stage.

Now Chu Qing looked a little rosy and no longer as pale as before.

"No..." Chu Qing shook her head.

"What's the matter?" Jiang Xiaoyu wondered, "Brother Qing, don't tell me you're really nervous..."

"Well, I'm really a little nervous." Chu Qing admitted generously, "Thank you."

"Eh? Thank you for what?"

"Anyway, thank you." Chu Qing sat in the lounge and gently put the guitar away, then looked at Jiang Xiaoyu seriously, with gratitude in his eyes.

"Brother Qing...don't look at me like that..." Jiang Xiaoyu's ears turned red when Chu Qing looked at him like this.

She is not used to Chu Qing looking at her like this

"Oh, I'm sorry..." Chu Qing turned his head away from Jiang Xiaoyu, he felt that he might be a little abrupt.

"Brother Qing, I'll go out first, um, I'll be right back..." Jiang Xiaoyu left as if fleeing, her heart was like a deer living in it and kept running around.

"En, good." Chu Qing nodded.

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"Here's your phone."

"Sister, you should have given it to me long ago. I said that I would listen carefully to Chu Qing's singing. I'll go and see how many votes there are between "Ghost Blowing Out the Lamp" and my "Rebirth: Urban Cultivation."

Just when Jiang Xiaobai logged into the APP page of Tiandi Chinese website, he suddenly saw a message about the new 06 Newcomer King.

Although in his heart he felt that "Rebirth: Cultivating Immortals" should be the rookie king in 06, but Jiang Xiaobai still clicked in to have a look...

However, the moment Jiang Xiaobai clicked in to take a look, his eyes widened instantly!
what!
The best newcomer king in 06 was not "Rebirth: Cultivating Immortals in the City" but "Peerless Virgin" by Huozhongwu!
What the hell!

Jiang Xiaobai couldn't even believe his eyes!
Why in 06, the author of the best newcomer was not "Rebirth: Urban Immortal Cultivation" but this "Peerless Virgin"?
Could it be that Huo Zhongwu, the author of "Peerless Virgin", offered a chrysanthemum to the boss of Tiandi Chinese Website?

PY deal!

Fuck!You can't stand it!

Dog day!
(End of this chapter)