Respawn Entertainment: Days of Glory

Chapter 231 Chivalrous Ancient Style (please subscribe, please vote)

Facing the shouts from the audience, Bian Lang walked to the reverberation room, lifted up the water glass with the Xibiqi logo and drank from it. He walked to the microphone and said to the audience: "You are all tired from dancing. Then let’s play a quieter song to let everyone’s bodies relax before continuing HI.”

Hearing this, some smart guy with an extra-large voice shouted, ""Flying Bugs"!"

It didn't matter if he yelled, the audience started to "noisy" directly:

"No, although it sounds good, singing this at a music festival is a bit perfunctory, isn't it?"

"It's not impossible, but Bian Lang can't sing as well as his niece, right?"

“I don’t have any problem with it if it’s not included in the scheduled repertoire!”

Bian Lang, who was on the stage, naturally heard the news, and he also admired this person's imagination. "Insects Flying" is to be sung, as the person in the middle said, it still needs to be refreshing to be infectious, and it is really not suitable for music festivals. It would be a good choice to release it as a transition during the band's tour.

Seeing that the debate in the audience was about to escalate, Bian Lang lowered his hand and continued: "The next song is related to the venue of our music festival. "Between Mountains and Seas" is dedicated to everyone!"

This is also a piece that has not been so popular. Except for the people at the table at the time, few outsiders know the existence of this song.

In addition, this song is accompanied by an acoustic guitar, and Bian Lang can do it directly, so there is no trouble for Bob. During the rehearsal, he just played an interlude for Olaf to tune, so that the rock musicians at the scene Also a little confused.

Hearing the title of this song, the fans in the audience had a very bad premonition.

"Isn't this the name of this real estate project? Is it praising the sponsor?"

"Well, I really can't imagine what kind of customized song this guy Bian Lang would write for real estate?"

"How to write about the mountains and seas?"

However, there are still some sensible fans on the Internet. Combined with Bian Lang's "Spring City" and "Lugu Lake" for Mayuan poets, they still have absolute confidence in Bian Lang's ability to produce customized songs.They didn't believe that Bian Lang would come up with a custom-made song that was unbearable, forced, and praising virtues.

Faced with the worries of those glass-hearted people, this group of music fans chose to stand firmly on Bianlang’s side:
"Bian Lang's "Spring City" and "Lugu Lake" are both sincere works, I believe this one will be no different!"

"Don't jump to conclusions too early. The advertising song Bian Lang wrote for a fried chicken restaurant can make a fried chicken girl famous. He can definitely make a custom song!"

"That's right, plus it was written for Xibi Qi. I won't tell you the result. Do you dare to believe that this is an advertising song?"

The employees and senior executives of Dianhai Group present were extremely excited now. Their highlight moment had finally arrived.

He Yan, who was accompanying Quan Hongtao, was a little nervous now. She could see and hear the reaction of the fans at the scene. Bian Lang's first four songs were all very high-level rock-style works, and now he was so fierce If the music fans can't accept this quiet song and become rebellious, then...

Quan Hongtao seemed to sense He Yan's nervousness and turned around and said, "I believe in Bian Lang and the taste of the music fans present. There will be no problem."

Seeing that the other Rolling Stones musicians except Bian Lang were already in the state of watching the show, Liu Ziyang asked Bai Dao: "Lao Dao, you are the most familiar with Bian Lang. He is going to play and sing folk songs by himself." ?" In his opinion, it was really an unwise choice for Bian Lang to sing a relatively light song when the place was already heating up.

Bai Dao adjusted his glasses and looked clearly at the Eastman that Bian Lang had changed into through the big screen. He couldn't make up his mind for a moment: "It should be!"

In the somewhat eerie atmosphere of the scene, Bian Lang put his left hand on the fretboard and swept the silver-plated strings with his right hand's pick. The clean sound came from the speaker, which immediately silenced the audience.

Even Dong Youbian had never heard of this song, but the so-called folk folk master looked at Bian Lang holding an acoustic guitar and playing this sound. He turned around to find Chen Shuting and asked: "Sister Chen, this song is Bian Lang." yes?"

"Folk ballads, but they are very different. You will know it when you listen to it! When has your boyfriend ever disappointed anyone in music? When you come back later, I will open the copyright library for you to see. It will be enough for you to read a few times. Damn it!”

Had she not listened to Chen Shuting's words, Dong You wouldn't have thought that Bian Lang could make a mistake. She was just curious about what kind of song it would be.

Just after a few beautiful strokes, Bian Lang finally sang: "Calling to the mountains, my voice is always interrupted by the wind, no response from all directions, lonely in the sky... Yiyo, Yiyo, wake up from the dream Still in the dream... Yiyo, Yiyo, there is still a dream when I wake up..."

This first paragraph made the already quiet scene seem even more lonely.The artistic conception created by the sound of the piano and the lyrics pulled all music fans away from the previous mania and entered a mysterious and mysterious state of tranquility.

Are you going to say you're unhappy?It doesn't seem to be the case, it just feels different.The previous rock songs gave people a feeling of venting and refreshing, but this one is a refreshing feeling after cleansing the soul and emptying the dirt!
When the professionals present heard this, they understood what was going on and began to organize rhetoric to praise the border.

What Liu Ziyang was thinking of was a five-character quatrain he accidentally wrote: "Here we are separated by mountains and seas, and we want to level the ravines. Cars, horses, food, and humanity are on the way, and we will never leave the grass." "Calling to the sea, my voice is always pushed away by the waves. Wearing, the long journey through the world, singing long songs to express joy and sorrow... Yiyo, Yiyo, I am still in a dream when I wake up... Yiyo, Yiyo, I still have a dream when I wake up..." When Bianlang finished singing this sentence, Bai Dao pointed at the stage and said excitedly: "Isn't Bian Lang cheating?"

The other three turned to look at him, waiting for his next words.

"Had this song been released earlier, would anyone still question his lack of literacy? This is just an ancient poem!"

At this time, there was an interlude. After listening to a few notes, Ma Yuan said something before Liu Ziyang who wanted to speak: "This...how can I hear the feeling of playing the guzheng? It feels like an octave?"

He was a little unsure when he said this, so he leaned towards Liu Ziyang and Pan Xiulong when he spoke.

Pan Xiulong listened, frowned for a moment and then relaxed again, and said firmly: "Pentatonic scale!"

Just after saying this, Liu Ziyang raised his hand to interrupt a few people, and then pointed to the stage, indicating that everyone should listen to the song before commenting.

Bob, who was resting on the stage, also leaned forward and looked sideways at Bian Lang carefully.

Watching Bian Lang's series of vibratos, picks and strokes, and hearing the tone that was a bit unlike a guitar, my heart instantly overflowed with admiration.Although it is not an electric guitar solo, he feels that the performance level and ear-catching quality of this interlude are not inferior to those classic solos Bian Lang gave him.

The guitarists and guitar enthusiasts in the audience and online were also fascinated by it and watched it with fascination.

A wise man posted this directly on the barrage:
"Would some great master pick up the score? Let's practice in this interlude!"

"Instead of picking up the scores, it's better to go directly to Bianlang Chaohua to make a wish and ask him to send teaching videos and dynamic scores."

"Yes, brothers who want music scores, let's go!"

In the audience, Dong Youbian, a folk legend, wanted to sing: "But I have never felt anything. I am so embarrassed!"

They are both folk songs, but compared to her guitar playing skills, one is in the clouds and the other is under the car.

Then, Bian Lang's singing voice, raised by one note, came again: "Let the mirror of my heart open again, I look forward to this moment... That will be a night of inspiration, and the overtones will dissolve the pain and sadness..."

This word, this voice, this artistic conception.

Those fans who were slightly disrespectful to Bian Lang before began to feel ashamed in their hearts!

Although foreigners like Hatter don't understand the lyrics, the artistic conception brought out by the music and the emotions felt through Bian Lang's singing.Close your eyes, and a Chinese splash-ink landscape painting slowly unfolds in your mind.

At this time, Quan Hongtao had closed his eyes, folded his hands on his chest, shook his head and sang along silently.

Since that chance encounter and listening to it at the banquet, whenever he felt depressed, he would turn out the video of this song and listen to it. Instantly, he felt that his thoughts were clearer.Now that he hears this song being sung at this scene, he feels that whether he cooperates with the Rolling Stones or buys this song from Bian Lang, it is a sure-profit deal.

"Listening to my own veins and heartstrings, I sit and forget between the mountains and the sea, feeling the vast time, space and love, no matter which side is the real other shore..."

For the last word "shore", Bian Lang directly sang a 13-second long sound with another half note!

Especially in this empty venue, it feels like an endless loop of echoes.

The impact is no less powerful than the super-long treble at the end of "Shameless".

If that sound gives people the impression of the fierce Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, then the ending sound is the Bone-Transforming Palm, which slowly and leisurely turns the most solid part of your body into powder.

Under the last uncomplicated but clear and catchy ending loop, Liu Ziyang finally breathed a sigh of relief, as if all the turbidity in his internal organs was forced out by this ending sound, and then he commented:

"Just now Lao Ma talked about how to play the guzheng on the guitar. I think it should be the same thing. This song uses the pentatonic scale, so it sounds like a fairy. It also uses the commonly used octaves of the guzheng, supplemented by The guitar’s special strumming, vibrato and pick-playing dry tones create a mountain and sea tone that is different from ordinary guitars!”

After finishing speaking, without waiting for anyone to respond, he continued: "Coupled with the lyrics that also have ancient charm, the picture in my mind is that of an old guest in Heqiao with a solitary lantern, a life story attached to a copper zither, and the strings were bent and the music was broken. The endless breeze comes back after a good month. This chivalrous spirit, this ancient style, is another song for people to wash their ears. It sounds more comfortable than plucking ears!"

(End of this chapter)