Entertainment: Starting from the talk show contest

Chapter 42 Perform a swan song with life! "Red Ling"!
When the audience heard Jiang Qin's name, there was a small commotion.Obviously she is no longer as unknown as before, but some people still know her.

Amid applause and discussions from the audience, Jiang Qin walked onto the stage in a delicate and graceful new Chinese-style dress, with a graceful and classic figure.Half of the long hair was loose and the other half was coiled behind the head, with two hair pins looming.

She has a beautiful face, but a cool temperament.This kind of conflict and fusion of contradictions is finally presented in the eyes of the audience, which is eye-catching beauty and nobility.

As soon as he appeared on the stage, everyone was amazed.

Under the stage, many girls showed envy in their eyes, and even the boys with female companions followed Jiang Qin's figure intently.

"This posture, this posture, I can see it for ten thousand years!"

"It's really charming!! Hurry up and take pictures and record it!"

"Isn't this new Chinese style beautiful for anyone who wears it!! I'll also get a whole set later, it's so pretty!"

"She is Jiang Qin? Wow, it's really possible~"

"It's worth coming today. By the way, what show is she performing?"

"My wife is so beautiful!!!"

Although there are still some people who are still indifferent, but overall, the enthusiasm of the audience has increased several degrees compared to before.

Jiang Qin came to the side of the host and stood still in the center of the stage.

The host raised the microphone and said enthusiastically: "Miss Jiang, I heard that you composed this song based on a touching story, right?"

Jiang Qin nodded, "Yes, this is a particularly touching story. After I heard it, I have never forgotten it, so I have this song."

At the judges' table, Peng Qianzhi had a serious expression, no smiles, and stared straight at Jiang Qin with piercing eyes, as if he wanted to pierce the illusory veil on the other party's body.

He glanced at the lyrics of that song, and it seemed that it was telling a story about an actor, and it was nothing more than some clichés like love, love, love, can't get enough, what else could be new?
In the next second, he raised the microphone without complaining, and said to Jiang Qin: "It's good to have a touching story, but this is the stage of the Han Culture Festival, and the main purpose is to spread Chinese culture. Since Miss Jiang There must be a deeper reason for choosing to sing this song, right?"

To the audience, these words are a cliché that has been strung together in advance, but in reality it is not.Peng Qianzhi intends to increase his height and level, and it depends on whether Jiang Qin can handle it.

He looked at the people on the stage leisurely. Doesn't this girl like to show off and express herself?It's not enough to just give her a big stage, you have to increase the difficulty as much as possible, if the difficulty is not too high, it's not enough to show her skills.

The host was obviously surprised by Peng Qianzhi's sudden interruption, but he reacted very quickly. He changed the method and left room for Jiang Qin to ask: "Then Miss Jiang, look, do you want to talk to me before singing? Would you like to share this story with the audience friends at the scene?"

The audience in the audience was also aroused with curiosity, and shouted: "Let's talk about it!"

Jiang Qin didn't hold back anymore, he stretched out his right hand and made a gesture for everyone to be quiet, and began to talk.

"It is said that during the period of the Republic of China, there was an actor whose name cannot be tested. He is the protagonist of this song."

"In that era of war, one day, the county town where he grew up was surrounded by Japanese pirates. The leader of this group of Japanese pirates led a group of Japanese pirates and henchmen, and surrounded the theater he was in. He was the pillar at that time. This group of people performed alone, the name is: condolences to all the soldiers who went to China."

Before Jiang Qin could finish speaking, the audience became emotional.

Shouting one after another: "Don't act! Go fuck!"

"Shame on me?"

"Soldiers on an expedition! I'm yuck!"

Jiang Qin smiled wryly, and continued.

"Yes, he also resigned. But the leader of the pirates said that if he dared to refuse, he would slaughter the entire theater, and even threatened to have the entire county buried with him! This is the price of refusal!"

"He doesn't know how many people there are in the entire county, but there are countless figures of old and young in a trance before him. Those are innocent children, parents who have worked hard for half their lives, brothers and sisters who yearn for stability and success, and those who even Half of my body has been buried in the ground, and I still miss my grandparents.”

In Jiang Qin's description, the scene at that time seemed to appear in front of the audience, the helpless people in the besieged theater, the old county town in deep misery, and the old and young people she said were also her ancestors. .

Everyone's throats began to choke involuntarily, and the eye sockets were gradually stained red by the emotions that were stuck in their throats.

At this moment, they felt the helplessness and despair of the actor in the story.

"He knew that he had no other choice, so he agreed with a relieved smile. He said that he would prepare for the performance well and make an appointment with the pirate leader to let them come to watch on time the next day."

"It was night, he was dressing in the mirror, the theater was full of gongs and drums, the curtain opened, he appeared on stage, and the show began to sing."

"On the stage is sung: I don't know where it started, but it goes deep; the ones sitting under the stage are wolves, tigers and leopards, and evil spirits are in charge."

This kind of silent humiliation and sorrow, like the deepest and coldest sea water in the cold winter night, overflows layer by layer, pouring into the internal organs of every Chinese person.

"The sound of the drums became more and more urgent, and his singing voice became more and more angry. The wolves in the audience were also fascinated by it. When they were struggling to understand the emotions in an actor's song, he shouted loudly. A cry: 'Fire!'"

"Until then, the group of wolves realized that the fire in the theater had already spread. It was impossible to escape, and all the doors and windows were already blocked. The fire snakes were scurrying around, thick smoke was everywhere, and the curtain and sawdust were falling down. , the whole theater building was doused with petrol before they knew it."

"The gang of Japanese pirates jumped in a hurry and ran around to avoid it, while he was singing the last play of his life on the independent stage as usual."

"The night is like splashing ink, the sky is full of sparks, the curtain falls, and he has completed the swan song of this life."

This is the end of Jiang Qin's story.

The audience in the audience had already entered the story, and they saw the people in the story. Under the reflection of the flickering fire, they turned their heads and smiled at them sadly but without losing their strength.

Relievedly telling how he walked through the last journey of his life in this way.

There are many girls in the audience who have been crying for a long time. Their low sobs spread among the crowd, depressing and sentimental. The voice is so contagious that the man who is trying to restrain himself can't help being moved, the corners of his mouth are pursed, and he calmly Wipe the corners of his eyes.

At this time, even Peng Qianzhi's expression became slightly different from before. He dropped his attack and defense, leaving only calm, as if he was thinking about something.

Suddenly, I heard music coming from my ear, which was the accompaniment of "Red Ling".

The melodious and soothing sound of pipa escaped from the speakers around the auditorium, soothing the people who were still immersed in sadness.

(End of this chapter)