My 1983

Compared with Tan Zheng's politeness, those young troupe actors did not give everyone any good faces.

"You said that our professional competition, what are they doing with these half-hangers!"

"Yes, I really don't know how many pounds I have!"

The two young men said and couldn't stop looking at everyone a few times, their eyes full of disdain.

Although the literary troupe has begun to decline now, as an actor in the troupe, everyone still has a sense of superiority, and they don't put Lu Xiaofeng and others in their eyes at the moment.

Li Gang couldn't stand it, and just wanted to go up to give them a theory, but was directly stopped by Lu Xiaofeng.

After all, people are under the roof, and it is not good to cause some trouble when they first arrive.

"Teacher Tan, do you have a guitar?"

After cleaning up, Lu Xiaofeng began to prepare the musical instruments.

For the guitar, he was more or less a literary youth in his previous life, but he studied for three years in college.

Originally, I wanted to attract the attention of the opposite sex by playing the guitar, but the opposite sex did not attract it, and the craft of playing the guitar was practiced by myself, and even I didn't expect that it could come in handy now.

"There is a way, there are two in the group, originally Lu Dongyang was using them, and now if you use it, you will take turns."

Tan Zheng is very good at talking, and the reason why he is so cooperative is to see how capable Lu Xiaofeng is.

As soon as he heard Tan Zheng's words, the two young people who complained just now felt a little uncomfortable.

"We are also going to participate in the singing competition, if you use it to influence us a lot, don't look back and let us not get the ranking."

The young man was obviously the Lu Dongyang in Tan Zheng's mouth, and his eyes were full of warning when he looked at Lu Xiaofeng at this moment.

"Shut up!"

"Don't look down on people, do you have a sense of superiority among those from the class?"

Tan Zheng scolded, obviously dissatisfied with Lu Dongyang's reaction.

I have to say that as the leader of the literary troupe, Tan Zheng's speech in the troupe is still very weighty, and as soon as this remark came out, Lu Dongyang shrank his neck.

"Give! Will you use it? Be careful.

Lu Dongyang reluctantly took the guitar and handed it to Lu Xiaofeng with a distressed face.

Lu Xiaofeng didn't speak, took the guitar and played it twice, and his brows were screwed together.

"You can't sound accurate!"

Saying that, Lu Xiaofeng directly began to twist the strings of the piano head.

"What are you doing! If you don't understand, don't pretend to understand whether it's good or not, can you afford to break it? Saying

that, Lu Dongyang directly grabbed the guitar in Lu Xiaofeng's hand and stroked it with a distressed face.

"Snap!"

With a clear sound, Lu Xiaofeng directly threw a stack of great unity to the ground.

"Enough is enough! Can I buy you this guitar! Saying

that, he ignored everyone's surprised gazes and continued to pick up the guitar and start debugging.

And Lu Dongyang looked at the great unity on the ground and was stunned for a long time before he eased up.

"You're so rich that you're great! One earthen turtle! Saying

that, he was about to step forward to continue to talk to Lu Xiaofeng, but he was directly stopped by Li Gang.

Looking at Li Gang, who was a head taller than himself, Lu Dongyang's fist was raised in the air for a long time and finally put down.

"Commander, look at him ............."

Lu Dongyang was just about to turn around and complain, but when he saw Tan Zheng, who had a livid face behind him, he was so frightened that he closed his mouth.

Without Lu Dongyang's interruption, Lu Xiaofeng tinkered for a while before debugging the guitar.

Looking at the score in front of him, Lu Xiaofeng skillfully picked up the guitar and played, and there was silence in the rehearsal room after playing the song.

Even Lu Dongyang was stunned there with his mouth open.

Although he is proud, it does not mean that he is useless, and he still understands how capable Lu Xiaofeng is.

"Good!"

Tan Zheng took the lead and applauded, and Qu Ting was not to be outdone, and the excited slap was red.

"Sing one, sing one!"

Qu Ting said and began to let Lu Xiaofeng sing.

With the accompaniment of guitar, Chang Nannan also got the accordion from nowhere.

As soon as the song was sung, the needles fell quietly in the room.

Even the actors who were rehearsing heard the movement and gathered around the door.

At this time, everyone's reaction became more intense, and there were endless cheers and applause for a while.

Lu Xiaofeng, who has always been very thick-skinned, was also a little embarrassed.

Compared with Song Qian's sweet voice before, Lu Xiaofeng's voice is more young and energetic, and a song that can resonate with people when sung.

Li Gang was not to be outdone, his voice was more hoarse, which made people feel inexplicably uncomfortable after listening to it.

Since there is no formal training, the flaws are completely negligible.

"Sun Lao! Why are you here!

Tan Zheng's eyes were sharp, and he saw the old man at the door at a glance.

As the oldest employee of the cultural troupe, Sun Boyun's status in the troupe is by no means below Tan Zheng.

As soon as they heard him coming, a large group of actors began to bow and say hello, how respectful and respectful.

"I also heard the movement and came to see, you brats sing well, and this word is also good."

Sun Boyun said and walked in front of Lu Xiaofeng, smiled and began to look at the young man.

Lu Xiaofeng was stunned, this is not the concierge when he came in just now, how can he look very high-status.

"Well, this song, I still have a little humble opinion about this old thing, I don't know if you want to listen to it."

Sun Boyun said and casually flipped through the dance sheet in front of Lu Xiaofeng.

"You say!"

Although he didn't know what the old man in front of him was about, Lu Xiaofeng was still very polite.

Sun Boyun did not speak, picked up a pencil and began to write and draw on the score.

After a long time, he glanced at it with satisfaction and handed it to Lu Xiaofeng.

"You try again!"

Saying that, he motioned for Lu Xiaofeng to continue playing.

Lu Xiaofeng began to play according to Sun Bowen's changed score, and the more he played, the brighter his eyes became.

The whole process is very smooth, compared to before, although it is only slightly changed in a few places, but the artistic conception of the whole song has been sublimated a lot.

"Sir, you are really godly, I have two more lyrics, can you try to compose a song."

Lu Xiaofeng really didn't expect that an inconspicuous county literary troupe actually hid a dragon and crouching tiger.

Although I don't know what the white-haired old man in front of me is from, but just by just such a short time just now, he can raise the entire song to a level, and his attainment in this aspect is definitely ceiling-level.

Sun Boyun looked at the other two lyrics handed over by Lu Xiaofeng and looked at them carefully.

Tan Zheng on the side shook his head with a wry smile. With his understanding of Sun Lao, he has not composed music for many years, and it is already surprising to give Lu Xiaofeng guidance today.