Respawn Entertainment: Days of Glory

Chapter 444: War on Yangzhou Road

If you just look at the title of this song, most Chinese people will find it familiar, but there are really not many who can accurately explain the source.

But when I see the name of Xin Qiji in the column of lyricist, maybe not many people can still remember the name of this poem, but the sentence "Lian Po is old, can he still make a living!" It should not be difficult to say that he has served nine years of service. Education for the Chinese people.

Not to mention Jiang Zhuzhi, a performer who is familiar with traditional culture and folk music.

"Is there anyone else who accuses Bianlang of plagiarism? Is there something wrong with that kind of person's brain?"

Faced with Jiang Zhuzhi's question, Zhao Pei, who knew a little bit, also shook his head and said: "I'm not sure, but I feel that these are all instigated by someone behind the scenes. If our folk music does not have the care of the state, it will be directly put into the music market. If we were to compete here, we would probably be squeezed out by capital and be worse than rock n’ roll!”

After listening to this, Jiang Zhuzhi shook his head and didn't express any opinion. He pointed at the projected screen and said, "Let's listen to the song first..."

When the two people focused their attention on the picture again, they saw two more musicians on the stage. Looking at the instruments in the hands of these two musicians, the expressions on their faces were a bit playful.

At this time, on the barrage of Xiaopo Station, exclamation marks and question marks flew together: "Suona!" "Suona?"

The reason why I have doubts is that the most common ones are small suonas, but the large suona used by one of the musicians on the stage is really uncommon. At first glance, it looks like a Tongqin (Tibetan tuba) .

The arrangement of this version of the song was a collaboration between Wu Tong and Zhao Wei, two big guys from the original world. They have performed on many stages, including various CCTV-level stages.

But in fact, in an ensemble, each instrument should have its proper place. The reason why Bianlang chose the combination of large suona and small suona is to use the mellow bass to break the unmatched "rogue sound" of the high-pitched small suona, so that it can be better integrated into the entire arrangement.

The suona with full power was so sexy. Bian Lang remembered that there was a joke about how a group of students from the music school were fighting.

No other Western instrument can match it! I can’t catch it at all!

The guzheng version of "Guangling San" fully displayed the killing and fighting spirit of the original song. The Western music played the harp to challenge "Debussy's Arabian Style No. 1" to calm the restlessness, and then the two sides started a melee on "Flight of the Bumblebee"...

Da Yong was moved by the wind, and the drumsticks in his hands fell like raindrops. He brought two guitars, a bass and a keyboard, and laid a solid foundation for the high-pitched tunes played by the three folk musicians.

After another 8-minute burst of prelude, all the musicians stopped suddenly, and Bian Lang took off the microphone. Without any background music, he looked up to the sky and sang: "Who asks, Lian Po is old and can still make a living?" no……"

"Listen carefully, this is what folk music is like, and what it is when you add the four major elements of rock music..."

Regarding the use of suona, the word "rogue" is not an exaggeration at all. It is used in the Ascension to Heaven Worship Hall, and it is also used in "Hundred Birds Pay Attention to the Phoenix".

Bian Lang, who was following the melody, swung the guitar behind him, pulled the microphone stand, and swung it up.

The key is for a reed player to be the rock lead singer, which is probably his only role.

After joining again, Suona is still the one whose skills surpass the others, but with the help of many musical instruments, this kind of crushing is more like leading.

In the end, the suona playing "Hundred Birds Pay Attendance to the Phoenix" not only metaphorized the wild bees being driven away by the flock of birds, but more importantly, in terms of music, there was no matching performance in the Western music camp that could catch it.

But I don’t know why, as long as the suona sounds, the Chinese people will feel an inexplicable sense of relief, because as long as the high-pitched suona sounds, the sounds of other musical instruments are basically inaudible.

Lao Wu, who was watching the tablet in the rehearsal room, kept shaking his head and secretly crying out for pity.

After four bars of the Four Big Pieces, they collectively shot four bars in the air, as if explaining to the audience who were hearing this fusion style of rock music for the first time:

But when the two suonas, one big and one small, sounded, the small suona had a clear and high-pitched sound, and the big suona had a thick and majestic sound, the scene was immediately set on fire.

The Pipa girl who followed up later moved. Jiang Zhuzhi looked at the beautiful dress and the somewhat crazy performance, and his heartstrings moved: "It's so good to be young!"

Even when they see a performance related to folk music, some netizens will say for no reason: "Why don't you play the suona? If you play the suona, it will be more exciting!"

She was thinking about how she would perform if she were put in this young lady's position.

To be fair, among the rock singers of that generation, Wu Tong was definitely one of them who was still very stable before Bianlang Crossing, and his singing was not much different from when he was young.

The speed is fast, the wording is steady and precise, and the last word "no" ends with D5, which shocked the netizens who are headphone enthusiasts and unconsciously moved their heads away from the device.

Even Guan Ying, who told lies with open eyes, gritted her teeth after hearing this. He didn't say anything, but he was thinking in his heart: "Did he set up a trap to trick me this time, or was Goosedan plotting against me..."

This last note lasted for three seconds, and during these three seconds the top light on the stage was flashing at a high frequency, as if to cheer up Bian Lang.

Then the Dayong Army clapped their hands and swept the audience with other musicians except the suona and Bian Lang's chest voice: "Heroes of the ages, the slaves of humanity once lived...Humanity is a dancing pavilion and a singing platform, and the romantic is always The rain blows and the wind blows away..."

At this time, there were many students watching the live broadcast who had not entered university. When they heard this, they couldn't help but wonder: "Is it possible that the Chinese textbook has been included in the wrong order? This order should be the original version..."

As for those who don’t remember what the original lyrics are like, they basically assume that Bian Lang sang them like this.

"The grass and trees in the setting sun, the ordinary alleys, where the slaves of humanity once lived... I think of the time when we were able to swallow thousands of miles like a tiger..."

Another four sets of high-pitched crazily enunciated words, which made the rockers on this side of the screen shake their heads and sigh: "This is no longer a young man in his teens or 20s. Why is his voice still so bright?"

Li Hao, who claimed to be a sensible person, muttered in his heart: "I have been mute for 10 years, and my voice is not bright enough to be a ghost..."

But those like Liu Ziyang and others who have looked deeper will think about how Bian Lang has been able to maintain this state in the past 10 years without singing live.

At this time, Bian Lang was seen holding the microphone and leaning towards Di Li. After singing: "Yuan Jia Cao Cao..." he handed the microphone to Di Li's mouth. Then I heard Dili and Dong Youbian singing at the same time: "Seal the wolf and live in Xu..."

Then Bian Lang continued to walk towards Huang Kai, singing the next line as he walked: "Win in a hurry..." When he walked to Huang Kai, he just happened to put the microphone to his mouth: "Looking north in a hurry..."

Then Bian Lang returned to position C and stood still, and then sang: "Forty-three years..."

After singing, he removed the microphone from his mouth, raised his hands, and listened to everyone on the stage singing together: "Looking in the eye, still remembering..."

Seeing this, someone in the crowd watching in the middle of the mountain asked a very unappetizing question: "Do you think that foreign girl really learned to sing along, or did she lip-sync?"

Of course, no one answered him. Everyone's attention was basically on Bian Lang. Who would worry about whether Strauss was talking to each other. HIgh, for the sake of this, just follow the madness and that’s it!

I saw Bian Lang leaning back slightly, holding the microphone stand with one hand, and pointing the microphone butt of the other hand towards the sky: "Fenghuo Yangzhou Road, Fenghuo Yangzhou Road..."

The two lines here are sung from A4 to F5, and they are all in real voice with effective enunciation, which makes Dong Youbian, who is on the same stage, feel too much pressure.

If she were just a girlfriend, then she might be able to accept Bian Lang's career advice with peace of mind, but she is still one of the future double lead singers of the Rolling Stones.

According to Bian Lang's requirements for her, she had to sing with an operatic voice, but for now, she could sing only these two lines, but her voice could not be as good and stable as Bian Lang's.

"This time it's over, I'm going to take lessons from the vocal teacher no matter what!"

With the stage lights flashing rapidly like a siren, the camera panned across the audience of UP hosts who were screaming and cheering.

Just look at how big their mouths are and how high they jump, you can tell how exciting the scene is!
The rock scene has this inexplicable ability to quickly genetically modify some people who originally did not like rock music, so that they can quickly integrate into the rock fans at the scene.

But listening to it at home is different. Some people may never get the power of rock music in this life. Just like this book, if some readers don't like it, forget it, and they will vent in Chapter 7: "What a bad song, it's so ugly..."

Of course, such people may be the happiest, because they may have never encountered anything bad or experienced a low point in their lives. Or maybe it's their natural insensitivity that makes them only empathize with the so-called truth, goodness and beauty...

The interlude was not too long, and the suona player came on line again after taking a break, continuing the excitement of the scene where Bian Lang used high notes.

Amidst the admiration flying all over the screen, a greeting to Guan Ying would pop up from time to time, which felt like a mockery of the ignorance of that group of people.

As pop singers who were shut down one by one were politely invited by rock fans to come and study, many of them who had no brains to support them quickly asked the team to delete their Weibo posts.

Before, they could have just said: "I haven't heard of it, I don't understand..." and got away with it.

But now this is a new song that was released only after Bian Lang responded. If you still say you haven’t heard it, you’re really lying!
Anyway, Guan Ying is the protagonist of the incident. As time goes by, everyone will naturally forget about their side effects.

Of course, there are also some who have accepted tasks from the company, and now they are all scratching their heads thinking about how to speak out against Bianlang.

Among them, there really was a singer named Wang Shui who sang bitter love songs. He took his fans to find another way and gathered a group of people who didn't like rock music. They continued to refute Bian Lang's approach as destroying the classics left by his ancestors!
But just when they made a fuss into the small station and said that Bian Lang was destroying the classics and it was better to let their own idols create the music, Bian Lang's next lyrics came: "It's worth looking back, Buddha Li... Buddha Li... Buddha Li Temple" Next, one piece... one piece... one piece... one piece of Shencrow drum."

Immediately, some netizens who had thought about it slapped the table and said, "Wonderful, let's see how I can fight these little scumbags in a while!"

When Bian Lang repeated it again, he sang the opening line again: "Who can ask whether Lian Po can still eat when he is old!"

The little witch, who was well prepared, directly pressed the Enter key and typed up the barrage she had already entered: "Wang Shui, you haven't released a new song in many years, can you still sing it?"

Now it’s fun. Netizens who are quick will change the names of other singers, and those who are too lazy to type will just press CtrlC+CtrlV. They will use this sentence pattern to make all the fans of Shui Wang look stupid!
No one could have imagined that they came here to correct the unhealthy tendencies of music fans and to scold Bian Lang, the guy who sings like a ghost and howls like a wolf, but when he came in, he was told: "How old is Lian Po? Can he still eat!" "I was so confused that I didn't know how to speak.

How to respond to the ridicule that fills the screen? Unless Wang Shui comes to claim it, everything he says will be in vain. After all, what the little witch said is true...

And these rock fans seemed not only to target Shui Wang, but Guan Ying and his group were all pulled out by them and sneaked away.

Some people are not satisfied with sneaking around here, and they even take screenshots and go to the other person's hometown.

This back and forth of ridicule made the staff who were looking at the data in the background of Xiaopo Station burst into laughter from ear to ear.

But the singing at the scene did not stop. I saw Bian Lang steadying the microphone stand in the middle of the stage, swinging the electric guitar behind his back to his chest, picking up the rhythm and continuing to sing: "Throughout the ages, no hero can find Sun Zhongmou..."

Seeing that Bian Lang had taken action, Ti Li and Strauss surrounded them from left to right. Just like the Adidas logo, the three of them leaned back and played the piano while singing: "Humanity is, the dance pavilion is romantic." Always blown away by the rain and the wind...the setting sun, the grass and trees, the ordinary alleys, where the slaves of humanity once lived..."

After singing this sentence, when the camera turned to the three people, Huang Kai and Miss Pipa Jing were also seen dancing back to back.

By the time the camera panned back to Bianlang, he had already stood up straight. Dili and Strauss moved to the left and right, turning Adidas into clovers.

"I think back then, when we were strong and powerful, we could swallow thousands of miles like a tiger!" Together with the four groups of high-pitched voices, Bian Lang sang this time-honored line with the momentum that it should have had.

A few music fans who were Chinese teachers listened and watched. They felt that the passionate reading in their class, compared with Bian Lang's heroic state of singing, was like melting into the Suzhou River. Rouge gouache!

They immediately decided to copy this paragraph and show it to the students during class. Let them feel how expressive and lifelike Chinese poetry is after being loaded with rock music...

At the same time, I also want them to understand the truth that as long as these things left by their ancestors are used in the right place, the effects are unimaginable.

(End of this chapter)