Middle Age: A Leisurely Life in the Entertainment Industry

Chapter 162 "I don't know which song is more suitable?"

Seeing Lu Ping's surprised gaze, Zhang Yang explained that we're fine anyway, and recently we've been feeling itchy and want to yell a few times, so we just do it for charity, and also want to improve our stage performance skills.

Lu Ping really believed it.

The next day I called the organizing committee, declined the invitation and also recommended Yu Dongqing's Qingmanshoe band.

The staff of the organizing committee didn't know much about the Qingmanshoe Band, but they had heard of Yu Dongqing's name.

Qu dad.
5000 yuan a song can invite Qu Daddy, why hesitate?
After a while of Lu Ping's praise, Yu Dongqing personally set up this band. Although they seldom perform publicly, they are well-known in the Yanjing folk circle.

So the organizing committee immediately decided to formally invite the Qingmanshoe Band to participate, and directly faxed the invitation letter to Zhang Yang.

After receiving the official invitation letter, Zhang Yang immediately notified a few good buddies, and thus the scene just now happened.

"It's been a long time, Zhang Yang, you bastard, what you play is to kill first and then play!" Du Hui scolded with a smile.

"Hehe. It's already been cut anyway! How is it?" Zhang Yang said with a smile: "Don't worry, if the concert fee is not enough to spend back and forth, I will make up for what is missing, and I will definitely not let you pay a penny!"

Having said all this, what else can Yu Dongqing say?
"Okay, I have nothing to say."

"Me too, Du Hui, what about you?" Liu Yimin asked Du Hui.

Ever since Du Hui went to his girlfriend's hometown and had obtained the consent of the other's parents to hold a wedding on the National Day, he has been busy for a while, and his girlfriend is pregnant and needs someone to take care of her.

After all, band practice takes time.

Du Hui smiled and said, "Both of you go, can I not go? But, I need your buddies to help me get married."

"It's nothing like that, can you leave us for your wedding?" Zhang Yang said immediately: "Well, I will take a whole set of photos for your wedding master of ceremonies. , will definitely let you do the scenery and the price is very affordable!"

"I can help you find a wedding car. We don't need to find a car rental company. All the BMWs belong to my friends and buddies. How about it?" Liu Yimin also interjected.

Fuck, they're all awesome.

Yu Dongqing sighed in her heart.

"Hey, all of you have taken advantage of the good things, what am I doing? How about I be the butler of the wedding?"

"Dede usually likes to be a hands-off shopkeeper, now he's busy?" Zhang Yang looked contemptuous.

He looked at Liu Yimin again and said: You sing!Part-time best man, but also to take wedding photos for the bride and groom! "

The two actually spoke in unison.in unison.

I! @#￥%
Originally, we were discussing whether to go to Xi'an to participate in a concert tour for college students, but we ended up talking about Du Hui's wedding, but this is also a big event.

The buddies are obliged to help, since it is said, let's sum it up.

An hour later, several people had a clear division of labor at the wedding. Apart from taking wedding photos, Yu Dongqing was "unfortunately" assigned the role of best man.

"Who kept your body in shape? You can't let Zhang Yang, a fat man, be your best man, right? What's more, you're still single!" Liu Yimin finally said.

Of course, the matter of singing is not necessarily Yu Dongqing's business alone. The entire Qingmanshoe band is dispatched, and the groom official Du Hui is no exception.

After everything was settled, Zhang Yang changed the topic to the performance in Xi'an.

"Since everyone agrees, then we have to prepare well this time, so as not to let some people look down on others! First of all, what song should we sing?"

"Two love songs, and "Juvenile Jinshi", "Story of Time" and "Old Boy". There are already five songs, more than enough." Liu Yimin said. "And the songs are familiar, so I don't even have to rehearse."

"Yimin, you don't want Dongqing to write a new one?" Zhang Yang glanced at him.

"New song? Of course it's good. Didn't he just write "Invisible Wings"? But it's not suitable for us elders to sing." Liu Yimin replied.

"I went to the Northwest for more than 20 days, saw so many natural scenery, and even went to Qin Bei and Feng Pei to sing folk songs. Is this considered a collection of folk songs? Why can I only write one song?" Zhang Yang looked at Yu Dongqing and smiled.

"Yes! Yes, Li Baidou's Hundred Poems on Wine, you probably drank a lot of Xifeng wine and highland barley wine, and you should also write a few more songs!"

What the hell!

These two people sang and buried me.

Yu Dongqing glared at them.

He did sing a new song, though.

about Xi'an.

Since we are going to sing in Xi'an, we must sing in Xi'an.

In the original time and space, there were many good songs written in the ancient capital, and they were all local singers in Xi'an.

The new generation of Heisa Band, Xuan Band, Zheng Jun and Zhang Chu of Wang Jianfang's older generation, and Xu Wei who is still active in the music scene!
This is all at the level of a god.

They are all from Xi'an, and there are many songs written about Xi'an.

Which one is better?
I really have to think about it.
"Hey, Holly, what are you talking about?"

The brother's words awakened Yu Dongqing's meditation, and he blurted out: "Okay, I don't know which song is more suitable?"

"Fuck! Listening to your tone, you can write more than one song when you go out?" Zhang Yang immediately heard the meaning of Yu Dongqing's words:
"Hey, don't hide it. Good things have to be shared. Hurry up and sing for us to hear."

"Don't worry." Du Hui interrupted them suddenly: "What's the point of singing a cappella here? Go to the tavern!"

"Yes, let the customers of the tavern evaluate and evaluate which new song is good!" Zhang Yang immediately agreed.

So the four returned to the tavern.

It is broad daylight now, and there are not many people in the tavern, basically they are regular customers. I was a little surprised to see four members of the Qingmansue band appearing in the tavern at the same time.

Do you want to sing?
That's a blessing.

The customers were in high spirits.

Yu Dongqing stood on the singing stage and picked up the acoustic guitar, thought for a while and said, "There are two songs, one folk song and one rock song. I'll sing it. Which one do you think sounds better?"

"Sing rock and roll first! Northwestern man." Zhang Yang said immediately.

"Well, this song is called "Baqiao". Do you know Baqiao?"

Yu Dongqing talked a lot, but Zhang Yang rolled his eyes at him: "Who doesn't know the allusion of the broken willow on the Baqiao?"

"In the Tang Dynasty, the Bashui flowed ten miles east of Chang'an City, and the Bashui Bridge hung above the Bashui, and the Basting Pavilion stood beside the bridge. If friends came from afar, they finally parted. The long embankment was ten miles away, and there was a willow at each step. The catkins flew like snow. Bring wine to drink in the pavilion, after drinking, send others to stand by the pavilion, fold willows to see each other, hand in hand to say goodbye, drunken eyes gazing at the broken Liren Bridge and going down Baqiao Road"

Zhang Yang actually recited a long paragraph.

"Crossing the Baqiao in the spring, there are hundreds of weeping willows on the green gate" is a poem by Xu Jingxian, a poet of the Tang Dynasty. "Liu Yimin also said slowly.

Well, you are all literary young people.

Yu Dongqing didn't say anything, first plucked the strings twice, and then began to sing.

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