Prodigal son never prodigal

Chapter 193 Fighting the rabbit also uses all his strength
It's really too technical.

This piece, played by a dulcimer and embellished with the percussion of brass bells, is full of swaying from the beginning.

Just like what Yan Qing sang: "The lights on a good night are clustered like beans..." so twinkling.

It's also like the figure swaying under the light of the spring night.

"After drinking and singing, people dispersed. I played the pipa gently and spoke in a low voice. I put out the candle and came to greet you."

"What kind of love is there when a jade body clings to a human being? I cherish and pity lightly and leave my words behind. When the rain disperses and the clouds disappear, I furrow my brows..."

You have to be a literati poet who can compose your lyrics.

Vividly describes the details of ancient health care scenes.

Look at what similar places are like now. Static electricity is always generated in stockings and pilling in underwear.

Just sing a song.

Aren't these soft and charming words more suitable for the occasion?

Of course, in contrast, compared with the practitioners of ancient brothels, modern counterparts are neither professional nor attentive, have a bad service attitude, and are not good at playing music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, and singing.

That not only leaves the most primitive functions, but also a huge lack of traditional culture.

The audience finally understood, and the response was very enthusiastic!
The male audience was simply heartbroken. Why hasn’t such a good tradition been passed down?

The female audience laughed and cursed, but some of them listened carefully.

He Shunzhi must not have learned classical Chinese well in middle school. He still didn't understand it so he asked: "What does it mean to put out a candle?"

The master of Chinese studies was funny: "What do you think the couple were doing when they turned off the lights?"

The policewoman was surprised: "Is this a singing couple?"

Song Siyu was simply helpless: "This is a song about the romance of a brothel. Originally, Zhou Bangyan was second only to Su Shi among the great poets of the Song Dynasty, longer than Liu Yong, and between Xin Qiji and Xin Qiji. But because of the large number of such erotic poems, it affected the evaluation. Modern history He has even been criticized a lot, but his literary value is still very high."

As expected, He Shunzhi immediately frowned: "Borthello? It's just a place of erotic love. How can he sing such a thing in public?"

Song Siyu couldn't laugh or cry: "In ancient times, this was a very tasteful social behavior..."

The policewoman shook her head repeatedly: "No, no, no..."

Qiu Wenfang, who was half-understanding, was annoyed to death: "Can't you just listen to the song? It's so popular!"

Indeed.

Because there are some ancient pronunciation differences in almost every poem, what Yan Qing sings will be synchronized on the big screen with ancient style subtitles such as Wei stele and official script.

Yesterday, some people even recorded and filmed Yan Qing's own handwriting in advance.

Today, the DJ station can also use the subtitle function to coordinate immediately behind the scenes.

The audience was so engrossed in listening and watching that they stretched their necks and listened intently. Is this the style of singing lyrics in ancient brothels?
There is absolutely no scene where the whole audience shouts in response like before when listening to other songs.

They all look like watching porn movies in the middle of the night, with a thirst for knowledge on their faces.

Focus and be serious.

Yan Qing is not a person with high cultural tastes, and he is much more skillful and delicate in singing this kind of lyrics.

The last long "I'm just worried about showing off, and that person will find out later. Come and bury me."

It means that we won’t stay overnight until now. If you are worried, don’t blame me.

The truth is to vividly show the voice of the prodigal son in the sage state.

Gai Qingyun hurriedly went through the explanations and explanations and said, "Hey, hey, hey, it's almost done. Don't sing so high. We don't want to sing like this."

Even Lao Pi and the others hurriedly interrupted. When in a concert, had I ever heard this delicate wording of "lean on my shoulder with deep affection, gently turn over, lingering...".

Not to mention the weather reports of clouds and rain, which can lead to floods at every turn.

Be careful of the relevant authorities coming to find fault.

Immediately, I added some electronic music and reverb to this representative work of erotic poetry from the graceful school.

It's a bit baffling, but it really affected Yan Qing's slow singing.

The intensive drumbeats added a touch of palace atmosphere.

Yan Qing was also an expert at hearing and understanding the meaning of the strings. He immediately made the singing tone more gorgeous, and immediately eliminated the overwhelming sound that had been involuntarily revealed before.

Make the whole song sound lively and elegant.

There are many people who can understand the changes in this song. It is already a very obvious adjustment.

Not to mention the musicians.

Ordinary viewers feel as if they are lost. They just found the number, but the bandwidth is not enough.

Experts don't care at all whether it's sexy or vulgar, they just think there are a lot of articles in it.

It seems that the lyrics and music are fixed, but in fact there are still many ways to show off the skills in terms of singers, arrangers, and orchestration.

I even think this is Yan Qing and Lao Pi deliberately showing everyone the plasticity of word brand names.

Even with the same music score, different emotions and rhythms can be expressed in different poems.

Something needs to be done, something needs to be done.

Everyone rushed to send messages to Song Siyu. By the end of the concert, we had a detailed discussion about the copyright and the list of lyrics.

How many complete versions of his ancient pronunciation are there, and what kind of ways can they be used to collaborate?

Talked all night.

Open another table for Lao Pi's midnight snack.

No, two tables, three or four tables are not enough!Also itching to watch were the music theory and temperament research experts who were with Cai Honglin.

They are not engaged in commercial music; they are concerned with the theoretical value of music.

Academically, it can completely overturn many related studies in modern history.

After all, many theoretical foundations are even wrong or unclear in pronunciation, and the music score is confusing, so how can we talk about temperament?
It's just eunuch chatting, nonsense.

There is also a strong request to hold a symposium here.

There are a lot of elderly people here, so staying up late is not possible, so let’s have a higher-level symposium tomorrow at the Conservatory of Music.

Cai Honglin must have laughed heartily.

When he saw Yan Qing's KTV singing, he contacted the Chinese Department and rushed to the Physical Education Institute to grab this good subject.

The effect of the explosion now is definitely beyond his expectations.

At this time, I was not dissatisfied with the master's sister's operation. I quickly discussed it at the entrance of the gymnasium after the show. You come to organize these popular musicians, and I rushed back to the hotel to prepare things for tomorrow's symposium.

Song Siyu reminded him that she could use the students of the folk band to help, and she brought the chicken sisters and duck sisters to the supper banquet discussion.

But the common attitude between the two is that Yan Qing is not free, no matter who asks to call him, he will not be free.

Olympians are so awesome, and their huge academic value and commercial benefits cannot affect his preparation for the Olympics in the slightest.

To be able to show up and sing a few songs at a concert like this is already taking time out of my busy schedule.

Congratulations to send Yan Qing back to the shooting center.

When Yan Qing came down sweating profusely from singing, it was not because he was physically weak, but because the physical condition of an athlete was not enough.

The main reason is that the various lights on the stage are scorching, and the temperature is really high.

After making eye contact with He Shunzhi, the two coaxed the little spy to follow the general manager.

This made Song Siyu and Qiu Wenfang look at each other suspiciously: "Are they having an affair..."

The undercover police duo has just officially started working overtime, okay?

After getting in the car, He Shunzhi couldn't wait to take out two police pistols from the holsters under his arms to check the ammunition.

"I have been helping you maintain the guns you had in Luzhou on the team. Waiting for the day when you return to the team, we will take them out together every day..."

The new singer who was driving glanced at the policewoman who was immersed in wiping, and adjusted her glasses as a reminder.

Gai Qingyun felt better, but he was still intoxicated: "She's cute, serious and simple. Doesn't she look a bit like the maid beside Master Li before?"

Yan Qing, bah, I mean you see she is not suitable at all, how can we always be policemen.

Unfortunately, his brain waves cannot be fed back to the smartphone.

Instead, the sweet policewoman looked up blankly: "Ah? What?"

Yan Qing was too lazy to talk nonsense to her: "Don't load the gun, don't load it. He's just a 60-year-old suspect suspected of economic crimes. Do you think he can still resist arrest?"

Unexpectedly, He Shunzhi immediately said: "You taught me to go all out. Since it is an arrest, we must prepare and consider the most dangerous possibility."

There was no trace of smugness on her face, but a sincere expression of "I am carrying out what you said."

Yan Qing was speechless.

However, He Shunzhi couldn't help but shook his head immediately: "Hehe, with you as a sharpshooter, I believe it will be fine. Then you can bring this Type 92, and you will only use it as a last resort. The rubber bullets I use, It’s shocking enough.”

Yan Qing, okay, okay, as long as you are happy.

It's almost midnight and it's very smooth from the Fourth Ring Road to the Fifth Ring Road.

We quickly returned to the National Shooting Center after about ten kilometers.

Why is this place so big? Just like many state-owned units, there are large areas of family buildings and residential areas, and many retired cadres and athletes live here.

Until now, many young athletes have become unemployed after retirement, but there are still many old athletes and cadres who are enjoying the previous treatment within the system.

These days, Yan Qing has not been able to understand the information compiled by Shunzhi in detail: "Building 504, [-], lives alone. His wife passed away three years ago..."

Yan Qing stopped the car quietly along the side of the family building.

He took the Type 92 pistol and put it on the back of his waist beside the square box of his belt.

Look at He Shunzhi finally inserting the Type 05 revolver back into his armpit. The shirt in the unbuttoned jacket is straight and the slim pants are smoother.

With a dashing and heroic temperament but a charming face, Gai Qingyun has long been fascinated by him.

When going up to the fifth floor in the elevator, the two of them were standing side by side, and He Shunzhi couldn't help but touch her phone to take a selfie.

Maybe this is the happiest look in her life.

We were born and died together, and grew old together.

Yan Qing moved her bespectacled face as close as possible to cooperate with her.

When the two of them stood in front of the door of Room 504, Yan Qing quietly leaned on one side of the door to avoid appearing in the cat's eye view.

The apartments allocated to middle- and high-level leaders are large flat floors of about [-] square meters with two households on one floor. I heard in Pingjing that they are worth tens of millions.

The little policewoman wiping her hair rang the doorbell, and it took a while before footsteps approaching came from inside: "Who is it?"

As expected, He Shunzhi was suitable for field work in casual clothes. He smiled sweetly: "Hello, Director Yan, I am Xiao He who has just arrived from the Veteran Cadre Activity Center. Just now, Director Chen downstairs called to ask if there is a leak. I will come over and take a look right away..."

After a slight pause, the door opened.

Yan Qing still thinks there is any danger? !

(End of this chapter)