don't call me singer

Chapter 665 "Tsing Yi"!
Hearing Huang Yuanping's voice, the old man turned his head in surprise: "Pingzi is here, have you eaten yet? I'll do it for you!"

The old man's voice is not as good as it used to be, his breath is low, his vocal cords are loose, and he can't raise his voice any higher.

After only singing for a while, when he spoke, he was already a little hoarse.

Huang Yuanping pursed his lips and smiled, saying:

"Grandpa, don't be busy, I bought some side dishes, let's eat together."

"Hey, why do you buy vegetables? I have everything at home. I'll make it for you. Take the things you buy back to school to eat. Don't waste money. Grandpa has everything here..."

Grandpa is going to work in the kitchen.

"Grandpa, sit down..." Huang Yuanping grabbed the old man, entered the room, and saw the portrait of grandma in the middle.

He paused, then silently placed the side dishes he bought on the old round table, and took out two bottles of wine.

"Grandpa, I'm staying here tonight, and I'll drink two glasses with you. I brought you two bottles of foreign wine that my friend gave me."

Over there, the old man had already gone to work in the kitchen, and Huang Yuanping didn't hear clearly what he said.

Huang Yuanping turned around, walked to the TV, and fiddled with it.

When the old man came in with a plate, he saw Huang Yuanping in front of the TV and smiled from ear to ear: "The TV you bought for me makes your grandpa Wang envious. He comes to me every day to rub the TV, which is better than the one I play." Still slipping...By the way, what's the matter with this voice, show me, I can't hear clearly..."

Then he took Huang Yuanping's hand and looked at him proudly.

My good grandson also knows how to honor me!
Huang Yuanping helped the old man bring things to the table, and said, "Grandpa, I wrote a song, and I want to listen to it for you."

"Huh? Wrote a song?" The old man opened his eyes wide, "Then I have to listen to it!"

My good grandson also writes songs!

My good grandson is a big star now!

Huang Yuanping pulled the old man to sit down and pressed the remote control.

On the TV, the screen went dark, the sound of gongs and drums sounded, and then a ground-breaking cry from Peking opera came:

"Hey, yeah..."

Hearing this voice, the old man suddenly widened his eyes.

On the screen, there is a dilapidated stage with some shaking and old pictures. A Qingyi is singing "Jade Hall Spring" on the stage:
"That day I dressed up and looked in the mirror,

Shen Yanlin came downstairs,

He boasted about his wealth downstairs,
Sheng is ten times stronger than the son,
The slave cursed loudly in the north tower,
Yan Lin, who was scolding directly, had a look of anger on his face,
I'm ashamed to go back to the store,
The two masters and servants made clever plans to make a living. "

The picture gradually became clearer, and the singing was no longer the rustling sound of the old tapes, but became very clear.

The old man remembered this part of singing very clearly.

The provincial station said they were going to record a video, so he went on stage and sang.

That's it.

This was almost 30 years ago, how could this picture be so clear!How can the sound be so clear!

Of course he doesn't know, this is the 4K restoration version that Gu Xiaobai specially asked a post-production company to make!
The restoration of the sound was done by Gu Xiaobai himself.

On the stage, the singing voice remains the same, but the tone of the picture is slowly changing. The camera turns and turns to the bottom of the stage. A four or five-year-old child, with wide-eyed eyes, is sitting on a small bench, watching the stage in a daze. .

It seems that the one on the stage is an unrivaled hero, even more powerful than Ultraman.

The singing of gongs and drums gradually dissipated and turned into a warm piano sound.

Gu Xiaobai's soft singing voice sounded:

"Three-foot stage, two coins and ink

Singing joys and sorrows day and night
I move a small bench and sit under the stage
Waiting to go home and waiting for you to hold me"

Very Chinese-style melody and lyrics, accompanied by a piano, but without the slightest dissonance.

Using Western music as a Chinese style, this kind of arrangement is already very high-end, but it is Fenghe's forte.

Gu Xiaobai's soft singing voice is soft and bright, but not harsh, with a trace of unbearable tenderness.

The picture changed, and it turned into a middle-aged man holding a child. The middle-aged man has a little gray hair on his temples, but his figure is still tall and straight.

The child is so short that you have to stretch out your hand to grab his palm.

The two walked on the bustling street, crossed the bridge over the small river, and walked all the way home.

"Crossing the streets and rivers

through light rain and snow
why don't you like popsicles

How many candied haws are there in a bunch..."

On the way, the middle-aged man bought a popsicle for the child, and the child asked, "Grandpa, why don't you eat it?"

"Grandpa doesn't like to eat."

After eating the popsicles, the middle-aged man bought another bunch of candied haws, and asked the children, "How about giving one to grandpa?"

"Okay, but Grandpa, you can only eat one!"

"Okay, okay, grandpa will eat one!"

The middle-aged man smiled and bit down, but he didn't eat any, and returned the candied haws to the little boy.

The little boy looked at the candied haws with some puzzlement, and then looked up at the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man was eating deliciously.

In front of the TV, Huang Yuanping burst into tears as he watched the scene.

He stretched out his hand, and the old man grabbed his hand backhand.

The old man's hands were dry and emaciated, but warm.

The reason why Huang Yuanping embarked on the road of music is because of his grandfather.

Because I don't know how many days and nights I waited under the stage.

Because of that magical candied haws and smile.

The grandfather and grandson walked down the street holding hands, but their figures were slowly changing.

Children grow taller and grow up.

The old man was stooped and his hair turned white.

Then the child disappeared, leaving only the old man's back, and then, the old man's back also disappeared into the crowd.

Everything will eventually pass, because the years change.

No one can stop it.

"The costumes are torn, the patches are sewn into patterns

The big drum is old and the house is full of mottled

An old theater turned into a shopping mall

The last time I passed by the wall was still posted..."

On both sides of the "Conghe Theater" among the crowds, tall buildings rose from the ground, and the originally tall and large theater gradually became the shortest one.

Finally, the signboard of "Conghe Grand Theater" was demolished, and the old posters left on the whitewashed walls had already faded.

"You said your hair was blown white by the wind

Can't stop it, can't cover it, just let it go

In the small corner of the road at night, someone is singing
Dumb gongs, broken drums, erhu strings loose..."

At night, in a small corner on the side of the road, seven or eight fanciers beat gongs and drums and played the erhu with changed tunes.

There were no lights, no audience, everyone was hiding in the dark, and there was a man standing in the dark, singing softly:

"Su San left Hongdong County,

Will come in front of the mansion,
I've never spoken, my heart is so miserable,

The gentlemen of the past listen to me,

That one is going to Nanjing,
Pass the letter with my Saburo,

It is said that Su San's life will be cut off,

In the next life, I will repay you if I become a dog or a horse..."

Comedy!

No, it's drama!

Opening the mouth, straightening the trachea, erecting the soft palate, closing the nasal cavity, Tsing Yi's vocals echoed in the night.

The old man listened with his mouth open.

"Singing really well! Which famous actor is this? This is the authentic Xunpai singing!"

This is not a character, this is Gu Xiaobai.

Gu Xiaobai sang Tsing Yi, pretty, light, and effortless. Although she sang the section "Su San Qi Jie" in "Yu Tang Chun", it still sounds delicate, charming, delicate and handsome.

After a section was sung, the gongs and drums dispersed in the darkness, and the sound of the erhu gradually disappeared.

The warm piano sound sounded again.

With a "swipe", someone lit a match in the dark.

A small box was illuminated.

The small box was opened, revealing a black-and-white photo inside, and the camera slowly advanced until it completely entered the black-and-white photo...

The black and white picture gradually became warmer. An incomparably handsome young man stood on the stage, with red phoenix eyes, willow-leaf eyebrows, a little cinnabar mole on the center of his brow, and long sleeves half-hiding his face. This blue-clothed appearance is stunning!

Off the stage, there was a sea of ​​people, cheering and cheering.

A young girl looked shyly at the stage.

The two suddenly looked at each other.

The old man looked at the picture with a smile on his lips.

Who hasn't turned all living beings upside down when they were young.

Who didn't have a fan girl when he was young?

Who is not a big star?

"Mahogany Box with Mosaic Mirror Grandma's Dressing Box

A handsome guy hides quietly in the black and white photos
Tsing Yi Long Sleeve Who secretly washed it for you

And who silently warmed your tea

Who is Qiyun looking at with his hands and eyes?
Whose smile is that?
This hand-padded flower pleat

You are not willing to wear it after you leave..."

After listening to the last sentence, the old man opened his mouth wide, gasping for breath like a goldfish.

Two lines of turbid tears rolled down.

Come on, play again.

"I think of the courtyard that fell into the building
Have to meet a son with a good relationship

was sent to Hongdong and died

A slave who was wronged and imprisoned was in danger of being maimed by a knife

Now the injustice is clear

Meet the son again
Bitter and sweet come to joy

With a happy face, I left the procuratorate
Baiyi Nunnery is waiting for the son to reunite..."

On the stage, Gu Xiaobai sang the last scene of "Yutangchun", walking with careless hands and moving eyes, with joy and anger.

On the body, there are flower pleats, and at the damaged part under the long sleeves, a delicate peony blooms quietly.

"Tsing Yi"!
On the Internet, I don’t know how many people listen to this song over and over again.

I burst into tears watching the MV.

This is not a song.

It is a grandson's nostalgia for his grandfather.

Also a beautiful love story.

It is the most beautiful love story in the world.

It was just a meeting of eyes, and it was a good relationship for a lifetime.

In the next few decades, there were no waves, just staying together.

And after you left, I will never forget your memory.

One day, I will go with you too, and we will be reunited in Baiyi Anlihou...

That night, Huang Yuanping and the old man went to sleep and talked about many things in the past.

Early the next morning.

Huang Yuanping returned to school after breakfast, and after going out, he heard a faint singing voice coming from behind him.

"That day when I was dressing up and looking in the mirror, Shen Yanlin came downstairs..."

In the old one-story house, the old man painted the mirror, then opened the camphor wood box, carefully took out a worn-out flower pleat, and wore it on his body.

He turned around, looked at the black and white photo hanging on the wall, lightly pinched the orchid fingers, showed off his figure, and sang Tsing Yi!
In this world, there are many people who sing opera better than me, why do you like to listen to me sing.

In this world, there are so many people who listen to my opera, why do I like to sing for you?
If you like it, I will sing for you forever.

Whether you are alive or gone.

no matter where you are.

(End of this chapter)