door-to-door cute dad

Chapter 478 Amazing drama, 13
Approaching Lin Wenhan's recording studio, everyone couldn't wait to hear Yue Yi's new song.

On the contrary, Zhao Xiang, the person involved, didn't have much expectations for Yue Yi's song, and still thought of Qiu Shan in his heart.

In Zhao Xiang's mind, the person she hopes most to write songs is Qiu Shan.

It's just that Zhao Xiang didn't know that the hill she was looking for was actually right in front of her eyes.

Yue Yi sat in front of the piano and began to play calmly and confidently.

As soon as the music came out, everyone was shocked instantly, because just listening to the music was full of Chinese culture.

After the prelude, Yue Yi opened his mouth and sang directly: "Laugh at someone who is proud of his beauty, how can he match without heart..."

The singing doesn't sound too amazing, although the lyrics sound very beautiful.

But after listening to Yue Yi's singing, I felt the astonishment, but it was not very amazing.

Finally, when the climax came, Yue Yi suddenly paused, coughed twice and cleared his throat.

This freeze stunned the group of people present, and then everyone couldn't help laughing.

I really didn't expect that Yue Yi would freeze at a critical moment, making people feel that he was about to reach the moment of anticipation, and was cut off suddenly, and he was really very upset in his heart.

"Dad is bad, he freezes at the critical moment and coughs."

"Ah, Yunyun, don't talk about Dad like that, Dad must have an itchy throat."

"Ha, my throat is itchy, I just want to cough it up, otherwise it will be very uncomfortable."

"Yeah, Sissy sometimes has an itchy throat and wants to cough, cough cough..."

As a result, the four little girls really followed Yue Yi's example and coughed together.

The girl Shang Xiaodie, who was full of anticipation, curled her lips and said, "Don't cough, let my aunt continue singing."

This time the four little girls didn't quarrel with Monk Xiaodie, because they also wanted to continue listening.

Afterwards, Yue Yi finally opened his mouth to sing again, but everyone present was shocked when he opened his mouth.

"The orchid finger twists the world of mortals like water, and the three-foot red platform, everything sings like a song..."

He directly changed the tone of the play, and the most important thing was to perform a reverse string and sing a woman's voice.

In an instant, not to mention Lin Wenhan, Zhao Xiang and Monk Xiaodie, even the four closest little girls were taken aback.

"Dad, Dad actually made a woman's voice."

"Ah, keep your voice down, Yunyun, don't disturb Dad's singing."

"Ha, shush, don't talk."

"Hehehe, Xuanxuan, you still talk."

But soon, the four little girls covered their mouths again, because they saw Shang Xiaodie's angry eyes.

At the end of the song, Yue Yi seemed to be opening his voice. He was really getting better, and he sang very easily.

After the song was sung, everyone present was stunned. No one thought that there would be such a song.

The most important thing is that this song really perfectly combines songs and operas, and sings the beauty of that kind of operas.

After a long time, Zhao Xiang came to his senses first, stepped forward a little excitedly, grabbed Yue Yi and asked, "Teacher, what's the name of this song?"

This "teacher" comes from the heart, which shows that Zhao Xiang really agrees with Yue Yi's "teacher".

Responding to Zhao Xiang with a smile: "This song should be called "Drawing the Silk Opera".

"Silk-drawing drama? Silk-drawing drama..." Zhao Xiang became a little crazy in an instant, and stood there alone, muttering.

At this time, Lin Wenhan suddenly asked, "This song should have a story, right?"

Yue Yi looked at Tianwang Lin, and suddenly understood why Lin Wenhan was an international heavenly king. This kind of sensitivity to music is really strong.

Nodding his head, he answered Lin Tianwang: "Yes, there is a story in this song, it's a little ghost story."

Then, I told everyone the story of this song, and added a lot of my own artistic processing.

At the end, no matter it was the four little girls or Monk Zhao Xiang and sister Xiaodie, they couldn't help but shed tears.

Lin Wenhan also couldn't help sighing: "It's warm, it's lonely..."

There was really a sigh from the bottom of my heart, and the four little girls threw themselves into the arms of their aunt and father respectively.

"Whoa, Dad, why? Why did you burn the puppets to death?"

"Oh, yes, yes, such a beautiful puppet, why should such a good puppet be burned?"

"Ha, that man is a villain, burn the puppet to death."

"Father, I don't want to burn the puppet to death, can you not burn her?"

Zhao Xiang even murmured infatuatedly: "Silk-drawing drama, silk-drawing drama, so it is like this, a story of a lonely old man."

Shang Xiaodie also said with tears all over her face: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Yue Yi suddenly said at this time: "Actually, this story may not be bad. Perhaps through this story, we can be warned to pay attention to protecting those cultural heritages that are about to disappear."

Lin Wenhan also nodded and said: "Yes, this story and this song are actually telling this point."

A lonely entertainer can only burn his beloved puppet in the end, because the puppet show has declined and no one watches it.

Isn't this just talking about many traditional Chinese crafts, all of which are gradually disappearing under the impact of culture?
Lin Wenhan said seriously: "This story and this song are great, I think they should be promoted."

Yue Yi nodded naturally: "Of course, I just want to use this story and this song to make everyone realize that our own culture is gradually disappearing."

At this moment, Zhao Xiang and monk Xiaodie were even more touched, because both of them were studying opera.

In this world, due to the premature cultural integration of the East and the West, the Chinese culture was excluded and at a disadvantage.

Compared with Yue Yi's memories of another life, the opera culture in this world is even more disadvantaged and declining.

At this moment, Zhao Xiang and monk Xiaodie feel that perhaps through such a song, everyone will re-understand the art of opera.

Yue Yi looked at Zhao Xiang and asked, "Then Miss Zhao Xiang, would you like to sing my song?"

Almost without thinking about it, Zhao Xiang blurted out: "Yes, of course I do."

Shang Xiaodie also said very excitedly: "Senior sister singing this song will definitely be able to advance smoothly, and she will definitely get the most votes when the time comes."

Zhao Xiang suddenly seemed to be a different person at this moment, he scratched his junior sister's nose with a smile and said, "As long as you dare to say."

Shang Xiaodie hugged her senior sister intimately, and said happily: "Of course, this is the cooperation between senior sister and aunt. It must be invincible."

Next, Shang Xiaodie and Lin Wenhan accompanied the four little girls upstairs to class, while Yue Yi worked with Zhao Xiang in the recording studio to perfect the song, add some opera performances, and adjust the tune so that the song It is more suitable for Zhao Xiang's vocal range.

(End of this chapter)