Roaming In The World Of Film And Television

Chapter 1277 I am an all-round musician

“How did you come?”

Three minutes later, Lin Xia pulled him aside.

Lin Yue said: “I’m going to divorce Wu Ying, and her Big Brother company can’t tolerate me, so she has to find a living.”

This is reasonable and reasonable, but Lin Xia always feels that it is not the case.

“You won’t be…”

“Isn’t it what? Isn’t it because I like you and deliberately approached you?” Lin Yue glanced at Fat Si. This kid seemed to be playing drums, but his eyes were erratic, passing by the two whispering people from time to time. The deputy wanted to know what the conversation looked like.

“Miss Lin, you think too much.”

“Okay, just assume I think too much.” Lin Xia tilted her head to look at the stage: “Are you really going to sing?”

“Worry I can sing badly?”

“That actually is not.”

Lin Xia wanted to say something but stopped. She believed the boss’s vision. Since he said he was good, he must be good, but the key question is not whether he can sing well, or whether Fat Si will stumble in secret, she doesn’t know. The guy pulled the bassist and the guitarist and said something, it’s certain that there will be no good things.

“Okay, it’s time for me to play.”

Lin Yue smiled at her, stepped onto the stage, holding the microphone and said: “Hello everyone, I am honored to be here. Today is my first performance at the Blues Bar. If you sing well, please give me more applause. It’s not good, please forgive me.”

The three small Big sis in the audience gave the opportunity to applause, and some people held up beer bottles to respect each other.

Lin Yue looked back at the band members: “Let’s come to Huang Jiaju’s “Glory Years” first.”

The guitarist and bassist didn’t speak, and Fatty waved his head over there: “No.”

“The glorious years will not? Then come to Zhang Jie’s “Why Are Together”.”

“will not.”

No, this is a sincere problem for him. Lin Yue smiled coldly, “Then what will you do?”

Fei Si said, “Can you sing on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau?”

“I know it’s not that simple.” Lin Xia, who has been paying attention to the movement on stage, grabbed the edge of the stage and said in a low voice, “Fatty, are you embarrassing him? Believe it or not that the lady boss has deducted your salary.”

Fat Si turned a deaf ear to his ears, with a face of a dead pig not afraid of boiling water.

“Isn’t the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau? Okay, then the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau.”

Lin Yue’s answer surprised Lin Xia: “Are you crazy?”

This song is a high-pitched divine tune of B5 difficulty. Few female celebrities in the music world can hold it, let alone singing it to a man. All fools can see that the fat four is embarrassing.

Lin Yue said, “Are you caring about me?”

“Who cares about you, I just don’t think it’s fair.”

Not to mention, she has a sense of justice.

“Change one, quickly change one.” After speaking, he threatened Fatty again: “Fatty, did you hear that.”

“Lin Xia, he beat the lunatic like that, and you still talk to him, what do you think? My brain is broken?”

“…”

Now she had nothing to say, because the bassist and guitarist looked at her with weird faces, seeming to be curious about what caused Lin Miss to turn his elbow out of the way. Standing on the stage, not only did she not think of revenge, she also helped him speak.

“Okay, I’ll sing the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau.” Lin Yue said in an unquestionable tone.

The fat four-chong guitarist and bassist winked, and the two were ready to prelude.

Lin Yue returned to the microphone and reported the name of the song he was going to sing. There was an uproar below the stage. The guests in the corner chatting and laughing with their friends also raised their heads, looking at the stage with surprise, not understanding what the kid was sending. Crazy, I will pretend to be forced on the first day of stay.

The key is that there are many songs that can be pretended to be compelling, such as Jay Chou’s “Wu Shuang”, which is also a B5 difficult song. As long as you practice the dolphin sound, you can still challenge it, but he chose one that is easy to pretend to be a fool. Qinghai-Tibet Plateau.

Even the proprietress who was carrying drinks in the back was alarmed, and went around the front side of the stage, frowning and looking at the few people on the stage.

Lin Yue didn’t care about this, he touched the position of the super voice changer hanging around his neck, and followed the rhythm of Dantian, singing loudly.

Who brought the ancient call.

Who left a thousand years of hope.

Could it be that there are still silent songs.

Still that long-lasting nostalgia can not be forgotten.

Oh, I see mountains after mountains.

The mountains and rivers are connected.

Yeah La Suo.

That is the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau.

…

When the last sentence “That’s the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau” exited, everyone at the scene looked at each other. Lin Xia even noticed that passers-by who had been walking outside were attracted to the entrance of the bar, frowning at the person on the stage, who closed their eyes and lifted their voices into the clouds. Man gesticulates.

Go up, really go up.

Moreover, the air is calm and easy to do. The explosive power and penetrating power of the treble continue to impact the eardrums like tides. This song is sung by a male voice. Compared with the original female vocal, there is a lot more majestic weight and historical vicissitudes that match the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau. feel.

The expression on the face of the proprietress is very wonderful. With this singing skill and talent, professional singers can’t play it. The talented star singers are at this level.

At the time of the interview, she knew that she had found the treasure, but she did not expect that the treasure singer was much smarter than she expected.

Fat Si already didn’t know what to say, his only thought was upset. Originally, he wanted to make Lin jump out of a big ugly, faceless in the blues, don’t fight with him for Lin Xia, by the way, give the lunatic and Wu Di a shot. Qiu was out of anger, but instead gave him a chance to behave himself.

Wow~

It was not until then that there was a round of applause from the audience, some loudly applauded, and others whistled, asking him to come again.

“Why are you here? If you sing too much this song will kill you.”

Lin Xia rushed to the stage, staring at the roaring regulars in the corner, her face full of threats.

“You can sing all this, how can you practice it?”

Lin Yue said: “It’s nothing, Dimash’s song is fine.”

“Dimash? Who is that?”

Lin Xia had no idea about this name, and she searched her mind and found no relevant advice: “What famous works does this person you mentioned?”

Lin Yue did not answer this question, because a man walked into the bar and sat down at the table opposite the stage.

He came to the Blues Bar not just to get a sense of presence in front of Lin Xia, but for a small goal-to sacrifice Wu Di’s Big Brother first.

“Are you supposed to sing ticking?”

After Lin Yue finished speaking, he shot the microphone in her hand, ignoring the confusion in the girl’s eyes, and walked towards the stage.

“Hey, how did you know this song?”

Lin Yue didn’t look back, let alone tell her the answer, but Fat Siyi curled his lips, Yin & Yang said strangely: “What to pretend? Why don’t you go to the entertainment show if you sing so well?”

“Fatty, you can die without saying a word.”

Lin Xia was very upset with Fat Four’s villain tricks.

At the same time, Lin Yue sat on the chair opposite Shao Huayang, and looked at the old man who was interested in Lin Xia with interest.

“Singing well.”

Shao Huayang’s spine was hairy after he was stared at, and he could only use appreciation to resolve the embarrassment.

“The wine is not good.” Lin Yue smiled, looking at Glenfiddich on the table for 12 years and said: “How can this kind of wine be worthy of your identity as the general manager of Haidong Securities.”

Shao Huayang’s face changed after hearing this.

Lin Yue turned around, and the waiter who wiped the glass with a white towel at the bar snapped his fingers: “A bottle of Baifu.”

The waiter looked back at the wine cabinet, took a bottle of wine from the highest point, put it on the plate and put it in front of Lin Yue: “Use it slowly.”

He always felt that this new singer-in-residence was very weird, completely different from the previous musicians who expected to sing and eat.

Lin Yue poured half a cup for Shao Huayang, half a cup for himself, and raised the cup: “Come on, Mr. Shao, for the sake of ticking, a toast.”

Shao Huayang’s expression is even more ugly. The other party knows that he is the general manager of Haidong Securities, and he also knows the purpose of his coming here, but his knowledge of the person in front only remains at the level of “Qinghai-Tibet Plateau”.

After pondering for a while, he raised his glass and took a sip, pretending to be calm and said: “I want to know your purpose for inviting me to drink.”