Hong Kong Entertainment: The King of Kung Fu

Chapter 49 Sing your own song

Taipei, Sun Dapao Memorial Hall!
The 2500 seats in the venue were all occupied, and there were even more people outside the venue. The swarming crowd completely paralyzed the traffic near the Cannon Memorial Hall.

Taipei City had to dispatch a large number of police to maintain order.

Yang Ye said to several children: "Xiaoxian, Xiaoyi, Yingying, Xiaozhe, after you go on stage, you must remember the position you stood in during rehearsal. You have sung it many times. Don't be nervous. Do you understand?"

The five children nodded vigorously together.

Yang Ye high-fived them one by one and said with a smile: "Okay, let's follow Sister Zhen Ni on stage!"

Taiwan's popular singer Jenny Zhen waved to a few children cordially and led them onto the stage together.

As soon as Zhen Ni came on stage, the audience burst into warm applause.

While Zhen Ni was greeting the audience, several children quickly took their places.

When the music started playing, Jenny Zhen first sang a beautiful song, then made a gesture, and the children immediately started singing along with the beat:

Thinking of her mother's words every night, Lu Binghua burst into tears.

The stars in the sky don't speak, but the dolls on the ground miss their mother.

Eyes in the sky blink and blink, mother's heart, Lu Binghua.

The tea garden in my hometown is full of flowers, and my mother's heart is in the end of the world.

Thinking of her mother's words every night, Lu Binghua burst into tears.

……

Yang Ye listened in the background and sighed.

Fortunately, there’s nothing wrong with my singing, so it’s not in vain that I’ve been taught for so long.

Although Wang Zuxian is a well-known "soul singer" in later generations, she is still a child, and her childish voice is not bad.

Zhang Xinzhe has been singing with his father since he was three years old. He can be said to be very good.

Moreover, his voice was so high-pitched and bright that even if the other four children did not sing well, he would overshadow them.

Deng Lijun asked curiously: "Where did you find a child who can sing so well?"

Yang Ye said authentically: "I met him when we were filming "Shaolin Temple" in Xiluo Town. His father is a pastor, and he has been singing with the choir since he was three years old."

Deng Lijun was speechless: "You are so lucky. This kid is really good. I wonder what will happen if his voice changes in the future."

Yang Yexin said, could it be any worse?Where is the Prince of Love Songs?

By the way, when Yang Ye was a child, he watched a movie called "Beautiful Beauty", starring Zhang Xinzhe and Zhou Xun.

Yang Ye was very confused at the time. He didn't understand:

Why does the heroine speak with a male voice?When the male protagonist speaks, is it a woman’s voice?
Is this horse riding done the other way around?
After Zhen Ni finished singing "Lu Binghua", she walked off the stage to warm applause. Fei Yuqing immediately took over and came on. The song he wanted to sing was "Dream Camel Bell".

Fei Yuqing had only sung in a bar before, and it was his first time singing in such a big venue. He felt very nervous, but he knew that today was the most important moment in his life and he could not afford to miss it.

After standing still, he took a breath, bowed to the audience, and then made an OK sign to the band.

As the music began to play, he sang calmly: "Climbing the peak to look at my hometown, the yellow sand is thousands of miles long. The sound of camel bells comes from somewhere, and the sound touches my heart..."

Fei Yuqing sings with clear words, long breath and beautiful tone, which can be called the sound of nature.

The audience in the audience was shocked. Originally, after Zhen Ni went down, someone they didn't recognize came up, and they were a little unhappy.

Now when I listen to it, holy shit, there are indeed two brushes, they have been replaced by his singing, and they are immersed in the atmosphere he created.

"The wind and sand cannot wave away the blood stains imprinted on history. The wind and sand cannot wave away the pale blood and tears of Begonia..."

The older people off the stage couldn't help but shed tears when they heard these lyrics.Beautiful begonias, now only a broken island is left.

My hometown is separated by a shallow strait, but I can't go back.

At this time, Taiwan was still under martial law and its economy was not taking off. People did not have a sense of superiority over the mainland, but only missed their hometown.

Next, Tsai Chin, Liu Wenzheng, Hu Defu, Chen Meiling, Teng Lijun... well-known or unknown singers came to the stage to sing.

The songs sung by everyone were so beautiful, catchy, and the audience was mesmerized.

Finally, Yang Ye took the stage to sing "Descendants of the Dragon", bringing the atmosphere to its peak.

This song is easy to remember and you can sing it after listening to it once.When Yang Ye sang for the third time, many people started singing along.

"There was a dragon in the ancient East, and its name was China. There was a group of people in the ancient East, and they were all descendants of the dragon..."

Although the lyrics are simple, they are infectious.Since there were too many people singing along, Yang Ye simply sang it repeatedly.

By the time it was sung for the fifth time, a chorus broke out.

"I grew up under the feet of the giant dragon. When I grow up, I will be the descendant of the dragon. I will have black eyes, black hair, and yellow skin. I will always be the descendant of the dragon!"

Yang Ye swept across the Japanese and Japanese martial arts circles and has been regarded as a national hero by many Chinese.Now he is standing on the stage singing such a song, and his appeal is directly +10086.

Many people sang along with him and shed tears.

I sang it until the eighth time before finally stopping.

Afterwards, the singers who sang before, including the five children, all returned to the stage and stood together with Yang Ye.

Yang Ye adjusted his thoughts and said: "For a long time, our singers have been 'singing foreign songs' and our audiences have been 'listening to foreign songs'. Then I was thinking, we have a history of 5000 years. Wouldn’t there be no song if I didn’t have myself?
Today, the songs sung by these outstanding singers on the stage, from form, spirit to content, all come from our Chinese elements. We no longer carry "foreign songs", we use the small things around us and the history of our country and country. Come write songs.Do you think it sounds good? "

More than 2000 spectators in the audience shouted loudly: "It sounds great!"

Yang Ye asked loudly again: "Does it sound good?"

The audience responded enthusiastically: "It sounds great!"

The sound was deafening and seemed to tear off the roof of the venue.

Yang Ye raised one hand high, shook his fist violently, and roared: "Sing your own song!"

"Sing your own song!" the singers on the stage shouted with him.

"Sing your own song!" The audience in the audience were infected and chanted the slogan crazily.

Seeing that the chicken blood was almost done, Yang Ye slowed down and said, "Chinese culture has a long history! Next, we are going to use classical poetry to sing. Please listen..."Chinese Folk Songs"."

After the warm applause, Wang Zuxian and other five children stood together, shaking their little heads and chanting: "In the morning and evening, I pick up the wine in the cup, and the lonely people are after the wind and rain. The intoxicating smile is there, and the wild geese fly over the chrysanthemums." head."

Yang Ye picked up the microphone and sang: "In the morning and evening, I pick up a glass of wine, and the lonely person is after the wind and rain. Do you have an intoxicating smile? The wild geese fly over the chrysanthemums in your head."

Jenny Jing continued to sing: "The shadow of time is so long, and the past years are in my heart again. In the sea of ​​​​people who come and go in the morning and evening, people from far away wave to you."

Fei Yuqing sang: "You have to walk the road from north to south, and you must never look back on the thousands of roads; there is nothing in the vast wind and rain, let the water of the Yangtze River flow to the sky."

Tsai Chin continued singing: "Beyond the mountains are green mountains and buildings are outside the buildings. The green mountains and small buildings are no longer there. Don't wait in front of the closed windows. The wild geese are flying over the buildings full of chrysanthemums."

Everyone chorused: "Listen, look, and think about it. Time flies by. Cry and laugh. Needless to say, how many rounds can we have in life?"

After one round of singing, Lijun Teng took the lead and sang again.

Finally, a child's voice recited: "The wind and snow are blowing in the sky, and thousands of households are holding out. Orchid hands are stretched out from the lotus throne; my witty words solve the problems in my heart. How many of them worship me and how many of them are sad?"

In the beautiful melody, in the touching singing, in the childish narration, in the warm applause, the "Chinese Folk Folk Concert" achieved a complete success.

(End of this chapter)