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Chapter 410 The Exploding Stage

Dusk was sinking.

Causeway Bay, at the gate of the theater, there was a long line, young people with their hands in their pockets, looking inside, a little impatient: "What's going on, it's been so long, have all the ticket checking staff gone to eat shit?"

"Ah, ah." The little girl in front, wearing a cute hello keki hairpin, a pink little Hello Kitty, petite, with two hands, struggling to carry coffee and popcorn, coaxing her boyfriend : "Di, soon, we will be here soon."

Acting like a baby, her tone was soft: "Just take it for me, let's go and have a look together."

"Hey..." The young man was very impatient: "I really don't know what's so good about this mainland movie. If it weren't for Liu Defa, I really wouldn't want to come."

"Han Qiao is also good." The little girl is a fan of Han Qiao: "He is very talented, but no one in Xiangjiang understands him."

"I can assure you that you will not be disappointed."

"Another mainland star?"

The team moved slowly.

The young man put his hands in his pockets and rolled his eyes: "I'm afraid it's very silly, and the newspapers have said that Han Qiao has never played a leading role in a movie. I don't have much expectations for his acting skills."

Half an hour passed.

Finally checked in.

In the theater, dimly lit, stepped stage.

Light blue soft light.

Two people found a seat, the location is not bad, and the view is wide.

The entire theater was noisy, and the audience whispered: "Fat Tsai and Mei Gu are very good friends, we must support him."

"Yes."

"I bought the ticket, but I didn't even see the actors. Who is in this movie?"

"Zhang Ziyi." The voice paused, and he thought about it: "There is also an actor from the mainland called Han Qiao. I haven't heard of it before."

"Who is Han Qiao?"

Xiangjiang blocked Han Qiao, and there were very few reports about him. Some people knew him and introduced: "Han Qiao is very good. He wrote many of Jay Chou's songs."

"Singer."

"No, he's an actor." After thinking for a while, the female voice suddenly said, "No, he's a director."

"How can a person know everything."

"But he can do everything."

"I guess it was bought with money. The newspapers have said that this movie was originally starring Fazai. In order to praise its own actors, the mainland deliberately found a mainland actor to play the leading role."

"Look." The young man shrugged and smacked his gum, "Your idol, no one knows about him."

"You'll understand in a while." The little girl said stubbornly.

She's used to it.

Han Qiao is a niche star with few reports, few materials, and little popularity.

Few people know about Xiangjiang.

She chased Han Qiao at first because of a song.

That song is called Fleeting Years.

Queen's work.

Han Qiao wrote lyrics and composed music.

In our lifetime, we will meet each other on a narrow road, and we will not be spared in the end.

Full of sense of fate.

The first time she heard a song, she thought, who can write such beautiful words.

I found a lot of information.

Discover slowly.

original.

Han Qiao is so talented.

When young people fall in love, they always want to share what they like with each other.

Little girls are no exception.

but.

Looking at the young man, the little girl said weakly, "It's not that no one likes him, you see, there are some fans of him."

in the dark.

The neon signboards are sparse, waving stubbornly.

"Whatever you want." The young man sipped his milk tea and dozed off: "Last night, I was too sleepy. Call me after the movie."

"Di..."

"Don't be noisy."

"Okay." The little girl didn't dare to speak anymore, she really liked him.

feeling terrible.

I am so humble.

Sipping the coffee, I forgot to add sugar, it was so bitter.

At this time.

On the stage, the light blue light is like seaweed, and the lights are dimmed.

A figure flew out.

It really flew out.

Swish.

The little girl's eyes widened, her red lips parted slightly, and she forgot to hold the coffee straw in her mouth.

Music starts.

The flute is melodious.

The figure whirled in the air, stroking the flute, dressed in white, floating like a fairy.

The audience looked up.

His eyes widened.

"Who is this, it's too stinky."

"Green Wing Bat Wang Wei can fly without even smiling."

"He's so handsome!" the girl screamed, "And he also plays the flute."

"Don't say it, it's quite nice, it feels like flying sand in the desert."

"The sound of the flute, an ancient song..."

The effect exploded.

It is difficult to fly via Wia, but it is even more difficult to fly beautifully.

The shadows fly very well.

The white clothes fluttered, and the feeling of martial arts rushed over.

In Flying Daggers, there are several scenes of Flying in the Sea of ​​Bamboo, this premiere.

Get out of the way.

Flying in the Bamboo Sea moved to the stage.

Han Qiao plays the flute with both hands, this song is not called a hero, it is a rare ancient style masterpiece.

When the flute ends.

He stepped lightly on the stage, with his flute across his chest, and his voice was clear and smooth: "The sunset is pinned to the lapel."

"Yu Hui gave me an old horse."

"Passing by a family in Yan Village."

"It was the hometown that was flying flowers back then."

Music flows.

but.

The audience obviously didn't pay attention to the music, the lights focused, the stage.I can finally see my face clearly.

Scream: "He's really handsome."

"The song is also very nice, it has the taste of Jay Chou's ancient songs."

"who is he."

"I declare that he is my new idol."

There are stars from all walks of life in Xiangjiang, but there is really no such thing.

The body is tall and straight.

He is very masculine, and his white clothes set off his aloofness.

and.

He really flew out, more than ten meters high, and played the flute while flying.

Can be imagined.

How difficult.

more importantly.

He is really handsome.

"He is Han Qiao."

The little girl's eyes are out of focus, she has liked Han Qiao for two years, and the information is abundant.

but.

It was the first time she saw Han Qiao.

original.

It's like someone walking out of the painting.

With Han Qiao's appearance, the scene had its first small climax.

Music flows.

on the stage.

The young chivalrous spirit, the flute makes a sword, and dances with a sword.

even so.

His breath is still steady, the pipa sounds, and the lyrics are clear and smooth: "In an ordinary alley, find a restaurant."

"All of you here are old friends."

"The bottom of the bowl is the end of the world..."

Music flows.

The audience area gradually became quiet. This song is a new song.

Ancient songs have become very popular in the past two years, and Jay Chou has produced many excellent works.

There are many followers.

but.

There are very few who can really learn the essence.

This song.

It is obviously the leader in ancient songs, with a catchy melody.

There are many musical instruments that compose the music, but for a moment, flute and pipa come on alternately.

There are many musical instruments.

The melody is not chaotic at all, and the spirit of the rivers and lakes rushes to the face.

Sing along with "the bottom of the bowl is the end of the world".

This song has its spirit completely.

Rivers and lakes.

Why meet each other before, even if you are strangers, if you are congenial, then sit down and drink a bowl of wine together.

Get drunk.

wake up.

There is no need to worry about it, and pass by each other, each at the end of the world.

in the corner.

Zhang Baizhi and Liu Defa stand side by side. The two have rich stage experience, compared to the audience.

I have a clear judgment in my heart.

Han Qiao's typhoon was too steady, he didn't perform, but enjoyed the stage.

Or rather.

Enjoy the feeling of focusing the light.

Liu Defa squinted his eyes and said with a smile, "Bai Zhi, this song is Han Qiao's original. How about it? It's not bad."

"The song is very good." Zhang Baizhi thought for a while, and commented: "It's very different from Xiangjiang's current style of music."

"It's not just the style of music." Liu Defa sighed: "Xiangjiang can't write such lyrics anymore."

majestic atmosphere.

"It's excellent." Zhang Baizhi was in a delicate mood.

Han Qiao is indeed excellent.

Among all the young actors she has seen, there are not many who can sing, write and compose music.

Excellent quality.

Alone.

Not to mention.

Han Qiao's main job is directing, singing, composing music, writing lyrics, and having fun.

Looking at the stage, I thought of Xie Tingfeng.

Compare the two.

Han Qiao was even more brilliant. Feeling frustrated, she said gloomily, "I think there will be many little girls who like him."

"That face says it all."

"Don't make trouble." Liu Defa joked, "He's a capable guy."

The two were talking.

Zhang Baizhi turned his eyes to the private room on the second floor.

Han Qiao's stage effect was too explosive, perhaps, he might even become famous immediately.

The emperor bought newspapers to smear him, but Han Qiao was not as miserable as the newspapers said.

"It's just a good song."

Wu Runyun's face was gloomy: "This is the premiere of a movie, not a concert. There is a fart for being able to fly."

Wu Runyun's face was ugly.

Han Qiao had an outstanding appearance and was full of talent. He put his hands on the railing: "Where did this evildoer come from?"

Nicholas Tse, who is highly praised by the Emperor.

It's really not that outstanding.

"It's okay." Wu Runyun's mouth curled into a smile: "Even if you can sing and write again, your acting skills can't be better than Liu Defa."

The smears in today's newspapers.

tomorrow morning.

will become a reality.

"Fold flowers to the south of the Yangtze River."

"To Spring Breeze and Red Wax."

"..."

"Passionate like I love the world."

"nice."

The little girl's eyes are fascinated. This song is really good. She likes the lyrics in it the most: "It's rare to meet again in this world. Xie Qingshan reminds her to turn gray hair."

The boy in the ear said unexpectedly: "I haven't heard this song before, so it can't be his original creation."

The little girl turned around.

Boyfriend didn't sleep at all.

"Right, not bad, not bad." The little girl showed off her baby, "What's so strange, Jay Chou wrote many of his ancient songs."

"Really?" The young man wondered, "Why is there no news about him in Xiangjiang?"

Looking at the stage.

This kind of person will not be unknown.

"Xiangjiang banned him." The little girl complained: "He is really outstanding."

His eyes swept across the audience area, and his eyes were bright: "After tonight, his name will spread throughout Xiangjiang."

The last lyrics are over.

Han Qiao was sweating profusely, holding the microphone, and said with a smile, "Hi everyone, I'm Han Qiao."

"This song is called Bubuxia, I hope everyone likes it."

"He is Han Qiao."

"No wonder." The girl screamed, "He's really handsome."

"In addition to being handsome, he is also very talented."

"He wrote this song."

The audience was a little surprised. Originally, everyone sent the message to Liu De.

did not expect.

Treasure was found by accident.

Han Qiao bowed slightly.

leave the stage.

As soon as he got off the stage, Yang Tianzhen waited and handed over the towel with excited eyes: "Brother Han, you are really amazing."

"Come on less." Han Qiao shrugged and jokingly said, "You won't raise your salary even if you flatter me."

"It's fine if you don't raise your salary." Yang Tianzhen waved his small fists indignantly, "I just can't understand the discrimination in Xiangjiang's newspapers. Now, who dares to say that the stars in the mainland are not as good as Xiangjiang."

"I didn't expect you to be an angry youth."

Han Qiao didn't care, he didn't care about Xiangjiang at all, the reason why he stayed all the time.

just because of.

He needs a springboard to look to Southeast Asia.

no way.

The gap exists objectively.

Next.

He also has a song, sipping water.

(End of this chapter)