don't call me singer

Chapter 1450 Wang Haixia, the betrayal of relatives
"You just laughed! Come on! Let's make gestures!"

If it hadn't been for this period of experience in the school song competition, Shao Yangyang might have been made to cry by Wang Haixia.

Now, he tried his best to hold back, and held back again, without crying.

Next to him, Tong Yu became upset, and slapped his harmonica on the sofa, and stood up: "Little Xia, don't bully Yangyang, you have the guts to rush at me!"

Although Tong Yu is not a particularly talented creator, she is a rapper. Comparing improvisation with rappers can be regarded as challenging other people's old profession.

"No, sister, let him come at me!" Shao Yangyang rolled up his sleeves: "There are three of them, I just need to grab one, right?"

Tong Yu let out a "poof" laugh.

It turned out that Shao Yangyang asked me to come, not to accept the challenge to sing, but to catch Wang Haixia.

Speaking of which, is this the rule?It's so messy.

However, Shao Yangyang dared to play like this and joked like this, which made Tong Yu quite happy.

School song contest or something... Winning or losing is not important!The important thing is to be happy!
Anyway, Tong Yu also looked away.

The singers in the school song competition are so strong that it is almost impossible to win them.

Shao Yangyang fought back vigorously, but was shamelessly counterattacked by Wang Haixia.

"No, you have to catch the three of us!" Wang Haixia's shamelessness definitely exceeded Shao Yangyang's lower limit.

"Yangyang, don't be afraid, you go up boldly, catch the little hero and leave it to me!" A school song contest singer next to him booed.

"Yes, he won't be caught! Let's see who protects him!"

At this time, the quality of popularity can be seen.

Gu Xiaobai is protected by nine soldiers from the Riding the Wind and Waves Choir, but Wang Haixia is helpless.

And when it was Wang Haixia's turn, everyone wanted to escort Wang Haixia directly to him.

Shao Yangyang grinned happily.

This feeling of being recognized and supported by others made him feel very happy.

Since he was a child, he has no friends, let alone a confidant. What he has is only the personality and work that his parents forced him to do.

Coming to participate in the school song competition, he also joined as an "intruder" and "outsider". Shao Yangyang could feel that he was rejected in the school song competition circle.

When did the singers in the school song competition want to help him?
Sure enough... because the other party is Wang Haixia!

This Dongyuan spray god who can make everyone so angry that even Xiaobai can be fooled!
When Wang Haixia heard it, he stopped pretending: "Okay, you wait! Come on, come on, I'm going to single out everyone in the world! See how good I am at Dongyuan. Little ones, copy guys!"

Beside, Zhou Xianting said: "The above remarks do not represent 306."

Zhao Mo: "Yes."

"Hey! What are you talking about, copycats! Come on, I'm going to spray!"

Next to it, someone complained: "What are you spraying? Jet fighters?"

There was a sudden silence.

What a delicious joke!
"As for the competition, be civilized! Be civilized!"

"Bah, bah, bah, put a brazier for me to get rid of bad luck."

Wang Haixia rolled his eyes and said to Zhou Xianting: "Brother Ting, can you play a chord?"

Zhou Xianting hugged the bass, and the low tone laid out a stable bass.

Wang Haixia shook his head, listening to the chords of the bass, humming the melody.

For musicians, sometimes a melody appears in a flash of inspiration.

But it is also a very common way to write songs first with chords and then with melody.

For example, if you play any chords, the melody will appear.

but……

"Brother Ting, you can't do it! Your chords are uninspired!" Wang Haixia complained, "Can you play the bass with more passion?"

Zhou Xianting looked innocent.

I'm Bass, how do you make me passionate?Play an electric guitar?

Are you relying on gravity if you can't spit it out?
"Xiaobai!" Wang Haixia waved: "Xiaobai, come and accompany me!"

"Huh?" Gu Xiaobai was huddled next to the uniformed brother of the Riding the Wind and Breaking the Waves Choir, and was taken aback when he heard this: "You want me to accompany you?"

"I've already played the accompaniment for you, but you still can't practice your guzheng!" Wang Haixia said.

"Okay..." Gu Xiaobai stood up.

That's right, I haven't learned the guzheng yet!

"I'm here!" Gu Xiaobai jumped up and down like a deer, ran back to his seat, and sat down.

As soon as he raised his hands, he followed Zhou Xianting's bass.

See Gu Xiaobai playing the chords honestly.

The people around couldn't help but sigh.

This guy is learning so fast!

Guzheng is not like a guitar, it is a natural chord instrument, it lacks two semitone scales, many chords cannot be played directly, and because there are more strings, it is not possible to strum and play chords like a guitar.

Although he has not received the slightest systematic training at all, he hooked, wiped, and lifted his five fingers, which seemed to have naturally found where they should go.

Left-hand frets, slides, and sometimes column chords with both hands.

Rich chords, polished and broken chords are also sneaky.

Not to mention the timbre control, Gu Xiaobai seems to have a natural affinity with any musical instrument.

If you just listen to Gu Xiaobai's playing and don't look at his fingering, you will feel that this is not a beginner.

But if you look at the fingering, you will find all kinds of scratching and playing, which seems to be out of order.

But...it sounds good!
Listening to Gu Xiaobai's melody, Wang Haixia shook his head.

"Here we come, we have..."

"Oh, I'm leaving again..."

"Little Bai, play harder!"

Everyone rolled their eyes.

Can you do it, Xiao Xiazi, Xiaobai is already on it, but you still can’t write the melody, this is not good!

Over there, Gu Xiaobai was playing chords with his left hand, and his right hand suddenly hooked a few times at the lower right.

The treble range of the guzheng is at the bottom, closer to the body, and the lower range is at the top.

At this time, among the chords in the middle and low range, a few notes that shone like gold jumped out. When these notes and chords were put together, there was a strong impulse immediately, making people want to hum along.

Sure enough, Wang Haixia's eyes lit up, and following the notes, he hummed a melody.

He hummed the melody, and gradually composed the motives of those few notes into the simplest phrase, and then began to mutter the lyrics.

Beside them, the singers of the school song contest covered their mouths and snickered.

Hahaha, Xiaobai couldn't stand it anymore, so he secretly helped!

Sure enough, although Wang Haixia is unkind to Xiaobai, but Xiaobai can't be unrighteous to Wang Haixia!
Beside, Brother An didn't stop, but looked at with a smile.

In fact, it is really very difficult for the singers of these school song competitions to rely on only one person to perform improvisation on the spot.

And when he announced the rules of the game, he once said it.

In this "original impromptu match", all you can rely on are your teammates and your opponents.

No capital, no arranger, no behind-the-scenes producer.

But as long as it is on the stage now, it is within the rules.

"Okay, here I come!" Wang Haixia finally organized his lyrics and slapped his thigh: "Listen up!"

(End of this chapter)