I really don't want to fight with gods

Chapter 122
If the singer who saw this scene is still a little emotional at the moment.

I lament how unfair this is.

The relationship between teachers and students, and the relationship with the unit, isn't it clear that the black whistle referee is eccentric.

But when Jing Xiaoqiang opened his mouth to sing, everyone was speechless.

It is definitely not an exaggeration to describe it as kneeling.

Old Liang came first, he was a standard bel canto sent by the art troupe, and he also sang red songs with the standard theme.

Jing Xiaoqiang came to the stage.

Some judges immediately asked if this is a performance costume?

The two military uniform judges immediately explained that because this contestant also sang popular singing, that is very special, because he will sing again later, so the preliminary competition is like this, if he can enter the final, because it is not the same day, he will definitely change the performance costume.

Professor Zhou is full of the joy and delicateness of the old lady in Shanghai, and does not participate in such digressions at all.

She wears a wool cardigan over a black cheongsam with brocade patterns, and a beautiful string of pearl necklaces. Now she just clasps her hands and rests her elbows on the table.

The posture to enjoy listening has been set in advance.

This bel canto competition, and a microphone.

Jing Xiaoqiang doesn't want to bully others, or rather use the microphone to influence his performance.

He now has a little distrust of Zhuaner TV's stage painting, makeup and even equipment.

Just because he stood there hesitating, when Bai Lianting was brought over by her classmates, the announcement was full of enthusiasm: "...the art troupe selected a singer, Jing Xiaoqiang, and his song is "Holy War", please enjoy it! "

That's right, Jing Xiaoqiang directly chose a song from the former Soviet Union.

He still bowed deeply to the orchestra first, and then the judges and audience.

The latter are the singers and staff.

Then the ten fingers crossed in front of the chest, a bit like Zhang Sanfeng's starting position when playing a Tai Chi ball.

In fact, this is a starting movement similar to ballet. Hudelson loves to practice dancing like this, but Jing Xiaoqiang thinks it helps to expand his chest.

The prelude with timpani and big cymbals is so magnificent.

Everyone's emotions have been substituted, majestic and passionate!
This classic, known as the Monument to the Great Patriotic War, is often expressed in the form of chorus.

It is a must-have piece for many Warsaw Pact national choirs.

Experts are no strangers.

But looking at the lonely figure on the stage, I just felt a little puzzled.

I saw Jing Xiaoqiang spreading his arms, as if fully opening his chest: "Get up, great country, fight to the death..."

The thick and thick baritone voice that contains roaring, reverberates in the studio like a huge wave crashing on the shore!
The area of ​​the preliminary studio is too small!

Many folk songs and popular singers involuntarily blocked their ears.

This is the charm of bel canto, which expands the voice that was originally only the throat cavity to the whole body.

The difference between small speakers and big speakers.

Use your own body to sing the faintly thick accent, vast and majestic!
Spatial reverberation and reverberation must have also played a certain occasional sound effect...

Next is the layer upon layer of huge waves.

During World War II, the front line was already dead.

When the country is destroyed, poets write lyrics, singers compose music, and choirs sing at the train station.

Groups of tired soldiers all stood up when they heard the song, extinguished their cigarettes, and rushed to the battlefield after listening quietly...

The choir bid farewell to the carloads of soldiers over and over again.

Time and time again, it was passed to the position through the temporarily pulled up wired phone.

One after another, the parade teams of the phalanx, listening to this song, went directly to the battlefield.

At that time, the song and dance troupe was required to go to the front line to sing under fire.

However, it is regarded as the most precious asset of the Soviet Red Army, and no loss can be tolerated. Only by investing in rear mobilization can it bring greater combat effectiveness.

This can be said to be the pinnacle of the value of the art troupe.

Jing Xiaoqiang also made this song with the characteristics of a parade march hit the ears of the audience over and over again.

"Let the noble wrath be like a storm!"

"Don't let the wings of evil fly into our hearts, the vast fields of the motherland, don't let the enemy try to be brave..."

"For the garbage of human society, prepare the coffin..."

"This is our sacred battlefield..."

It puts a lot of emphasis on emotion and momentum, but the words are very simple.

It's a short repetition.

If it was too complicated, those ordinary soldiers would not understand it. Later, the choir went on the big stage and repeated it four times.

But Jing Xiaoqiang put the first paragraph in Russian, the second and third paragraphs in the Roman accent of Italian, which is more in line with the bel canto pronunciation, and returned to Russian for the last paragraph.

It's really not that he deliberately showed off his skills.

He chose a Russian song, and he sang it. The judges and the chorus are of course familiar with this song.

I'm surprised that you can play your tongue so well. If you don't sing this, it's definitely not the original flavor.

But you have such a good sense of Italian, it would be a pity not to sing, then arrange a paragraph in Roman accent.

It's not difficult for the participants, just switch.

Just the alternation of these two language senses has already killed the audience in seconds.

In the past half a century, in the military parade from the former Soviet Union to Russia, it was the second song after the national anthem.

As long as you hear the singing, you can seem to see those warriors who are going to die with their chins high.

Almost everyone in the studio held their breath.

No applause, no wonder, accept the high-pressure impact from the eardrum to the brain cavity!

Do you still care about what clothes he wears?

After taking off the down jacket, it was the gray-green physical training T-shirt with a clear outline, and the gray-washed camouflage pants underneath.

What does this look remind you of?
Thirty years later, in a small video, there are a group of posing people playing physical fitness on the construction site.

Using the shape of a migrant worker, he can play a horizontal bar similar to a professional level.

Is there a special kind of contrast shock?

Jing Xiaoqiang didn't think so, this body was deliberately close to the popular singing song.

But the visual impact and stage contrast are the same regardless of decades.

It feels like a low-level soldier, or the king of soldiers in the cooking squad, but he sings such a majestic and mighty march!

Well, in fact, more than ten years later, there was a TV series "Latent", which put this song at the end of the film and filled in the first word called "Deep Sea".

The momentum is still extraordinary and refined.

After singing the song, Zhou Qingyun clasped his hands together and covered his mouth and nose, tears streaming down his face!

She should be thinking of her mentor, the feat of swimming across the river to the anti-Japanese positions to sing to the soldiers.

Now being carried by the singing, return to that era.

The scene immediately responded with warm applause, and Bai Lianting couldn't help applauding vigorously.

The words that flashed in various fonts in my mind must have been washed away by now.

Only intense and high pitched.

Seeing Jing Xiaoqiang who was bowing, the host's tone changed, and he was full of enthusiasm: "The judges will make a point now!"

Many people remember the sentence: "Remove the highest score, remove the lowest score, the average score of the singer is..."

It's from the Youth Song Club.

But for Jing Xiaoqiang, there is no need to remove it.

Seven 10 points.

No need to count.

Immediately start the attack.

The host was excited and amazed, unbelievable...

Jing Xiaoqiang squinted at him, "How the hell do you have so many adjectives? After singing, it's time for me to get off the stage and get off work!"

Didn't you see that I'm very busy, want to pick up girls and go shopping and buy clothes?

Of course, this kind of slander cannot be transmitted to the host's ears in the form of ultrasonic waves. This guy even put the microphone to Jing Xiaoqiang's mouth: "What do you think about such a score?"

Jing Xiaoqiang thought to himself, what do you think?I dare not think...

But adults are all hypocritical, and squeezed out a bright sunny smile: "Thanks to Zhuaner TV Station, thanks to the Art Troupe, thanks to Shanghai Conservatory of Music, thanks to Shanghai Theater Academy, thanks to Shanghai Airlines, thanks to Shanghai Rongjin Hotel, thanks Media Asia..."

Now the host finally panicked, are you here to sing, or to advertise.

Quickly turned the microphone away from this guy who was singing greatness just now, but now he is in business: "Okay, okay, thanks again to the judges for their wonderful scoring!"

Zhou Qingyun here is really in a difficult situation: "I...apply to take a break, otherwise I won't be able to face other singers in a good state."

Jing Xiaoqiang dared to talk nonsense, because he knew that it was being recorded and broadcasted, and he could be edited at will.

Of course the scene took a break.

And Zhou Qingyun is really doing good for others.

So immersed in this shocking experience, listening to other songs will really feel like sitting in an Audi and then an Alto.

She just sat there covering her face and closing her eyes.

The two uncles in military uniforms were very happy, and frequently exchanged eye contact, which meant that you can see the effect of our arrangement!
Bell is great!
Sister Qian and the others greeted Jing Xiaoqiang happily: "Very good! Great! The effect is even better than during the rehearsal!"

Sister Ming reminded: "Is it because of my sister, she raised her chin to indicate the direction."

Jing Xiaoqiang had the cheek to ask the chief for leave: "Popular singing will be in the afternoon, shall I go to rest?"

When I got off the stage just now, a director actually wanted to ask him for an exclusive interview and talk about his feelings.

Is there such a long-winded thing, do you have to bitterly scold *** or praise the victory of the war?

We are just a singer, Jing Xiaoqiang quickly pushed that he was too hard, a little dizzy, and needed to rest.

The chief threatened him: "Then I will ask Xiao Yang to take care of you."

Jing Xiaoqiang immediately cried: "No way! I'm doing so well, why can't I take a vacation?"

Sister Qian dared to say: "Art! The inspiration of art requires emotional sublimation. We are all hinting why the effect is so good today! Take a rest, take a rest, go this way, remember to have lunch with Professor Zhou at noon , thank her for her training."

Jing Xiaoqiang quickly behaved well: "Okay..."

Wrapped in a down jacket again, she walked around the side and approached Bai Lianting like a migrant worker.

At this time, it was different from yesterday's rehearsal. No matter how much he wanted to keep a low profile, singers from all over the world took the initiative to reach out to him along the way: "Good singing! Too professional, too full of energy!"

"Sweet the audience! It must be a well-deserved gold medal!"

"The final, the final will definitely be sung throughout the country!"

"Master, master, how do you practice, can you introduce some secrets?"

There are people who really want to seek guidance.

When Jing Xiaoqiang squeezed to the side of the makeup team, the makeup team couldn't wait to hug Bai Lianting and stand there, her neck stretched so long.

Gossip and curiosity.

(End of this chapter)