Reborn Bao Guowei, I really didn’t want to be a great writer!

Chapter 95 Bao Guowei can also sing?

Ruan Lingyu?

Bao Guowei was a little shocked for a moment. He didn't expect that this famous celebrity from the Republic of China would suddenly appear in front of him.

Along with Zhou Xuan, Lin Huiyin and Lu Xiaoman, she is known as the four beauties of the Republic of China.

Hearing a hundred times is better than seeing it once, but now it is worthy of the name.

He couldn't help but feel a little emotional in his heart. It's not a bad idea to come to Shanghai this time. Compared to Hangzhou, celebrities gather here together!

"Nice to meet you, Miss Ruan."

Bao Guowei also stretched out his hand to shake her gently, appearing polite yet reserved.

He said with some surprise: "It spread so quickly? It's a bit embarrassing."

Ruan Lingyu said: "Mr. Bingwen, please don't say that. Your theory of montage has been unanimously recognized by the film industry. After Mr. Bu left the scene last night, he immediately formed another bureau. We all the film professionals in Shanghai, big and small, , almost everyone knows it.”

She speaks very appropriately and always has a smile on her face, giving people a very warm and warm feeling.

But only Bao Guowei knows that this famous actress from the Republic of China has experienced ups and downs since she was a child. The lack of love since childhood made her extremely dependent on the approval of others, so that she experienced ups and downs in her relationship and encountered scumbags one after another.

Beneath this beautiful appearance was a fragile heart, so much so that he committed suicide by taking sleeping pills at the age of twenty-five.

Thinking of this, Bao Guowei could only feel pity for the other party.

"What's wrong with Mr. Bingwen?"

Ruan Lingyu was a little strange. Normally, a man would look salivating when he saw her. How come this Bao Bingwen looked as loving as a master?

"Nothing, I just think Miss Ruan is a difficult person to guess. Very few people can really get into your heart, right?" Bao Guowei said after thinking about it.

"Hahaha! Mr. Bingwen guessed wrong. Our girl Lingyu is a happy-go-lucky person. She always says whatever she wants. How could it be so difficult to guess?" Hu Die hugged Ruan Lingyu's hand and shook her head.

But Ruan Lingyu felt like she was struck by lightning for a moment, her pupils dilated, but she hid it very well and quickly covered it up with a smile.

"Mr. Bingwen is joking."

Then he lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

Hu Die thought that Bao Guowei said something wrong, which made Ruan Lingyu a little unhappy, so she immediately changed the subject.

"Mr. Bingwen, you saw my performance just now. Can you give me some advice?"

There was an expectant look in her eyes.

Bao Guowei was about to talk about this matter, so he immediately replied.

"This song is very well chosen. The words and phrases are selected from "Bu Suanzi: I Live at the Head of the Yangtze River" by the Northern Song Dynasty poet Li Zhiyi. Although it talks about the love between children on the surface, it may not be able to reflect the differences between the people of Shanghai and Hangzhou. Feelings."

"The artistic conception of the beginning of the Yangtze River and the end of the Yangtze River can be explained by changing it. For this epidemic fundraiser, I expected that this song will have an excellent effect! It is just right!"

Seeing Bao Guowei's high evaluation, Hu Die couldn't help but said happily: "That's right! Mr. Bingwen said everything right. Everything you said is exactly what Sister Lingyu and I thought before."

Ruan Lingyu has returned to normal at this moment. As an actress, regulating emotions is a basic skill for her. She also said with a smile: "I was still thinking before that the head of the Yangtze River and the end of the Yangtze River would be a bit far-fetched. If Mr. Bingwen approves, then it should be No problem."

"Sisters, please don't call me husband. It's really strange."

Bao Guowei felt a little uncomfortable being called "sir" by these two men. He always felt like he was being held.

You must know that the two people in front of you, one is now twenty-two years old, and the other is now twenty years old, can only be regarded as his sisters at best.

The two women covered their faces and laughed. Ruan Lingyu was the first to joke: "If I don't call you Mr. Bingwen, why don't you call me brother Bingwen?"

Bao Guowei said: "Just call me Bingwen!"

In his previous life, he was actually a senior otaku, but in this life, after having a huge amount of material in his mind, he was able to chat with two beauties from the Republic of China.

For a time, the three people, who were about the same age, chatted happily and seemed to be good friends.

After getting acquainted with each other, Bao Guowei finally put forward his opinion.

"I still have some opinions about the opera that Hu Die just performed."

Hearing this, Hu Die suddenly became nervous. Now Bao Guowei was considered authoritative in her eyes.

Today, domestic pop songs are still in their infancy. The release of "Caterpillar" sung by singer Liming Hui in 1927 represented the birth of China's first pop song record.

That's why Hu Die's singing at the moment is so complicated.

But when it comes to music theory, it really touches on his blind spot of knowledge, and he doesn't dare to show off casually. He just follows his impression and compares it with Teresa Teng's version.

"Based on your singing style, this high-pitched opera technique may not be suitable."

After all, Hu Die has not received professional opera training, and her voice is gentle and gentle, a bit similar to Xiaojiabiyu from the Jiangnan water town. It is really difficult for her to force her to sing according to the original song.

So much so that she mixed various styles together, which seemed a bit harsh.

"Perhaps you can sing more flexibly and relaxedly, and focus your singing mainly on your emotions, similar to speaking. That might be better?"

If I had to describe it, what Bao Guowei heard Hu Die sing just now was more like a bel canto, but she couldn't sing it. Her voice was not rich and transparent, but a little bit tinny.

So it's very uncomfortable.

Bao Guowei settled for the next best thing and asked the other party to use pop music singing methods, which might achieve better results.

Although Ruan Lingyu and Hu Die have not received professional training, it is common for them to sing on stage, so they naturally understand music theory.

What he said just now already sounded professional.

Ruan Lingyu couldn't help but raise her eyes and glance at Bao Guowei a few more times.

Hu Die was a little excited and felt that what the other party said was very reasonable, so she immediately tried a few sentences. “I live in the Yangtze River!”

"Bacteria Pig~Yangtze River~Hey!"

These two lines were sung stumblingly, and they sounded a bit like cursing. For a moment, even the backup dancers beside him were laughing and bending over.

"Hey, Sister Hu Die, you have such a loud voice, I will scare you away!" Ruan Lingyu couldn't help but said teasingly.

"Don't make fun of me! Don't make fun of me!"

Hu Die lightly hit the opponent twice with her little fist, and now her face turned completely red, and she didn't even need to apply blush.

Unable to help but feel a little disappointed, he said: "I understand what Bingwen said, but I don't have any reference. I really don't know where to start."

Seeing that Ruan Lingyu was still gloating about his misfortune, she couldn't help but say with her hands on her hips.

"You are making fun of people, otherwise you will try it and you will know how difficult it is."

"What's so difficult about this?"

Ruan Lingyu didn't believe in evil. She sang a few lines, but she was not used to it. It was a bit like a duck quacking, and the venue was suddenly filled with happy air.

This is not to blame for their lack of skills. In the past, most of their singing was like folk songs. Even the popular music "Drizzle" from a few years ago, to be honest, their skills were not yet mature.

Classic songs such as "Tuberose", "Shanghai at Night", and "Song Girl from the End of the World" have not been released yet.

Singing can't just be about theory. You can't sing without reference.

Bao Guowei thought about it, and after thinking about it, he only came up with one way.

"How about I try singing a few lines for you?"

"you?!!"

The two women spoke together, their beautiful eyes widened, and they looked at Bao Guowei in disbelief.

Isn’t this person specializing in literature? Maybe you also know something about the movie, and you can even sing?

"Mr. Bingwen, are you kidding?"

Hu Die really didn't believe it, because in this era, there were really few men singing.

Most people still retain the concept that singing is the job of actors, and actors are low-class and cannot get on the stage.

As a disciple of Mr. Zhang Taiyan, this young man actually said that he wanted to sing.

Bao Guowei said somewhat implicitly: "I like to listen to some songs on weekdays, and I have also tried to sing a few songs myself. Sisters, please don't laugh at me."

"No! No!"

Ruan Lingyu and Hu Die waved their hands repeatedly, but with evil smiles on their faces.

Hu Die even said nonchalantly: "Bingwen, go sing on stage. There is a microphone on it, and the effect will be better."

She pointed to a stand on the stage that held a microphone like a sailing compass.

Bao Guowei didn't hesitate and walked straight onto the stage. He also participated in several singing competitions in his previous life, so he didn't have much stage fright.

After trying the microphone twice, he immediately spoke to everyone in the audience.

"Everyone, should I start now?"

The two beauties from the Republic of China in the audience nodded like pecking rice. After talking, they found Bao Guowei very interesting and now regarded him as a younger brother.

There were also many little girls dancing behind the stage, most of them fifteen or sixteen years old, gathering together chatteringly. In the past, they usually performed for others, but today there was actually a person performing for themselves, which was a bit strange.

"Is he Bao Bingwen? It is said that he is a very powerful person."

"Very powerful? There are rumors like this out there, but the convoluted stuff is really hard to understand."

"What is it said to be? Meng Taiqi, I don't understand either."

"Mr. Bingwen is handsome and well-known. I like him even if he doesn't sing well."

"Zhou Xuan, don't be a nymphomaniac. Be quiet. Sir is about to start singing."

It wasn't until everyone in the audience fell silent that Bao Guowei took a deep breath. Teresa Teng's version of "I Live at the Head of the Yangtze River" began to play in his mind, and then he began to sing along.

He had heard this song many times when he was a child, and the melody was even more catchy. After changing it to Teresa Teng's singing style and deliberately lowering the key, it was not difficult for him to sing it himself.

"I live at the head of the Yangtze River, and Yi lives at the end of the Yangtze River. I think about Yi every day without seeing her, and drink the Yangtze River water together. When will the water stop?"

Bao Guowei also deliberately changed the word "Jun" in the lyrics to "伊". Although it is a bit strange, he always feels a bit gay if he sings about "Jun".

His voice was a little jerky because he hadn't opened his throat yet, and even the microphones of this era were a little hoarse.

But the singing method of pop music, coupled with the vast number of song memories in his mind, has blessed his singing skills.

He was originally a KTV wheat tycoon, but now this song sounds melodious, and with the background music like the gurgling river, the jerky voice even adds a sense of reality, and the picture appears spontaneously.

For those in the audience who are accustomed to listening to high-pitched folk songs and sharp voices, this is like a stream of clear water pouring into their brains.

"So that's it?"

Hu Die looked at the tall figure on the stage and inadvertently became a little crazy.

(End of this chapter)