People are in love, Qingmei is actually a star observer

Chapter 157 "Under the Flying Clouds"

At 10:30 in the morning, the get out of class bell rang in the main teaching building, and Qian Xiaojia took the students in the class to the Garden Square.

When she arrived at the scene, she couldn't help but be shocked. There were several layers of people in the sea of ​​people here. Some students even brought their own stools and stood up to watch.

Qian Xiaojia was a little discouraged because she couldn't even squeeze in.

At this moment, she heard a clear female voice coming from the speaker.

"Can the students in the front exchange with the students in the back? We need everyone's gold coins, please."

After saying this, although not all students were obedient, many actually moved their positions.

Qian Xiaojia's student also said to her: "Teacher, several of my roommates have come to the front. We can take this opportunity to find them."

Qian Xiaojia did not hesitate and rushed into the crowd with the students in her class.

Fortunately, there were not many students in the pop vocal class, and everyone followed Qian Xiaojia's footsteps to the front.

"There are so many people, it's hard to squeeze in." She exhaled after standing still and looked towards the center's road show.

There is a man and a woman. The man is casually wearing a white T-shirt and black casual pants, with a silver necklace hanging around his neck. He has a standard three-court look and five eyes. He looks a bit rogue, but very handsome.

The girl wore a khaki chiffon shirt with a knee-length skirt, a pair of white shoes, and her hair was black and shiny, making her look snow-white.

Although Qian Xiaojia heard that Liu Xiwan was beautiful, she didn't expect him to be so beautiful. No wonder the students in his class were so excited.

Just when she was thinking a lot, the handsome boy sat in front of the piano and said into the microphone: "Thank you for your enthusiasm. Now Liu Xiwan and I will sing an original song for everyone!"

As soon as the words "original song" came out, the scene erupted with a roar like a mountain and a tsunami.

Qian Xiaojia crossed her arms and raised her eyebrows. She didn't expect there to be an original song.But she didn't have any expectations. Two students who were almost seniors were just talking about each other.

However, Qian Xiaojia mainly came to listen to her singing skills. As long as it wasn't a song like "Learning to Bark," she could accept it.

I saw the handsome boy's fingers dancing on the piano, and the melodious prelude came from the piano, and the scene fell silent instantly.

"Master!" Qian Xiaojia exclaimed inwardly.

Near her, there were many students from the piano department of the Conservatory of Music. They shouted excitedly: "Prince Huan is playing, he is playing!"

Then the violin and harmonica accompaniment sounded, and the tone of the entire prelude was melodious, hoarse, and lonely.

At the same time, Liu Xiwan stood in front of the microphone and took a deep breath, looked at the crowd of onlookers and said seriously: "This song is called "Under the Flying Clouds"."

After saying that, she started singing.

"[The wind makes the clouds grow flowers that fill the sky

Under the dark clouds without a sound

Then where did you float to?
Oh~】"

Liu Xiwan's crystal-clear voice sounded in Qian Xiaojia's ears, and the latter suddenly opened his eyes wide.

"Oh my god, this girl's voice is so good? It's so clean."

As a professional vocal teacher, Qian Xiaojia immediately recognized that Liu Xiwan's vocals were mainly light and functional, and his breath was very stable.

The so-called light-mechanical singing method refers to the use of soft and gentle voice techniques when singing to present a light, clear and natural tone and expression.

It emphasizes the lightness of the sound, pays attention to the pitch, the purity of the timbre and the smoothness of the sound, making the song more infectious and beautiful.

Liu Xiwan's few lyrics have already embodied this technique as pure and pure as fire.

Although the students around him didn't know as much as Qian Xiaojia, they could still tell that this famous school beauty was very good at singing. This beginning was so catchy, and the scene between the sea of ​​clouds was already presented in front of them.

"Senior, this voice is so nice."

"As expected of a top student, I can already hear my basic skills in just a few lyrics."

"Do you want to be so strong!"

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Immediately afterwards, Wang Zihuan, who was playing the piano, also started singing.

"[Wandering in the sea of ​​people, how are you doing?

Do you miss home again?

The burning dream in my heart]"

After singing this part, the two immediately harmonized again, "[How long has it not spoken]"

Qian Xiaojia was dumbfounded. Liu Xiwan was so strong. It turned out that this boy's singing skills were not bad at all, and even vaguely surpassed Liu Xiwan.

When this boy sings high notes, he uses the high-position resonance cavity very well, and the overall consumption is lower than Liu Xiwan.

Moreover, the boy's voice was also very recognizable. Qian Xiaojia felt inexplicably familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere.

The voices of these two people have already created an artistic conception of the sea and the sky.

"Damn it, is this man so strong?"

"Nonsense, Wang Zihuan, don't you know Wang Changhua? If you don't know, "Jiangnan" and "Tianxia" should know about it."

"These two songs are actually his songs? No wonder, no wonder."

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In an atmosphere of astonishment, Wang Zihuan and Liu Xiwan performed in an orderly manner.

Liu Xiwan:
"[The home I thought I forgot under the flying clouds"
speak in ear
Tell me not to worry about those pains and fears]"

Wang Zihuan: "[Oh, I'm wearing memories and sand on the way]"

The two sang together: "[Under the Flying Clouds]"

Liu Xiwan:
"[I looked at the strait
Walking on the Moonlight Beach

I also admit that I still miss him
Oh, wait a minute, I heard it’s very windy ahead]”

Qian Xiaojia was amazed again. In this section, both of them used balanced mixing. Liu Xiwan's tone was bright and soft, while the boy's tone was light and full. This kind of matching is rare in the entire Chinese music world.

Especially Liu Xiwan's "oh" transposition, the tone is very high, and the difficulty can be imagined.And the lyrics of the entire first paragraph also made Qian Xiaojia completely lose his contempt.

Comparing oneself to a flower, the flower that grows from the clouds floats to nowhere, doesn't it describe a wanderer wandering away from home?

For the sake of "dream", we chose to stay away from "home", and it seems that we have forgotten that "home".

Qian Xiaojia, who drifted from Bayu to Shenhai, remembered sitting on the bus after get off work every day and looking at the gorgeous night view outside the window.

The huge Shenhai was bustling with people, and everyone had their own joys, sorrows, and joys, but none of them had anything to do with her.

Tired, lonely.

At this time, she most hopes to receive a warm hug from her family.

However, when she returned to the ten-square-meter rental house, the only thing that hugged her was the cold quilt.

Wang Zihuan and Liu Xiwan began to sing the second verse.

Wang Zihuan:
"[My heart feels sore and numb as it rubs in the clouds"

But longing crawls in my dreams
Is there anyone else worth waiting for in the future?
Oh~】"

Liu Xiwan:
"[The loneliness of the heart is like a windbreaker, it wraps up the fear

But I am brave
It’s okay if no one remembers me]”

Together: "[The future is waiting for me to get it]"

At this moment, Qian Xiaojia had already forgotten to analyze the two people's singing skills.

This lyrics is really well written.

Whenever it is late at night and I feel sour because of loneliness, the word "hometown" will suddenly appear, crawling in my heart like ants all over my body.

In this case, it is better to let loneliness become a windbreaker, wrap your fear and make yourself brave.

It’s okay if no one remembers me, and I can do what I want to do in the future more freely.

Tears welled up in the corners of Qian Xiaojia's eyes. She felt that her state of adrift was completely captured by these lyrics.

Many students in the crowd also silently wiped away tears. Although they are still students, some of them are destined not to return to their hometown to develop.

From the day I was admitted to college, there were only winter and summer left in my hometown, no spring and autumn.

In such a mood, Wang Zihuan and Liu Xiwan sang the second chorus with penetrating high notes.

Liu Xiwan: "[The home I thought I forgot under the flying clouds"
speak in ear
Tell me not to worry about those pains and fears]"

Wang Zihuan: "[Oh, I'm wearing memories and sand on the way]"

Liu Xiwan: "[Under the flying clouds, I looked at the strait and walked on the moonlight beach]"

He: "[I also admit that I still miss him]"

Liu Xiwan: "[Oh, wait a minute]"

Wang Zihuan: "[Wait a minute]"

Together: "[I heard it was very windy ahead]"

The two harmonize each other, and this chorus is the climax of the whole song, which is much stronger than the first time.

At the same time, all of them are long tones with complex transitions, and the voices are extremely concentrated.

This is a great test for vocal quality and flexibility, and Wang Zihuan and Liu Xiwan performed the chorus almost perfectly.

There were teachers and students nearby. After a brief shock, the enthusiastic atmosphere was completely released.

"Damn it, this high note! Is it real or fake?"

"It's great! It feels so good to hear it!"

"As expected of a man who can sing "The World", the high note is incredible."

"This song is so good!"

"Damn it, these two people work together almost perfectly! The high notes are so enjoyable to hear."

"You just want gold coins, why don't I give them to you? Why do you have to sing and cry to me?"

"What do I need this gold coin for? I'll give it to you!"

"Mom! I actually bumped into 'Xi Huan' CP on the spot!"

"I'm homesick."

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After listening to the whole song, Qian Xiaojia felt homesick. Her father's unskilled inquiries were like "checking household registration", and her mother's nagging was a bit annoying and worrying. They all became extremely precious at this time.

There are also those meals that I have eaten countless times but still never get tired of, the roads that I have walked countless times and can’t get lost even with my eyes closed, the old man who sells sweets on the roadside shouting at him, the moss on the stone walls, the houses The weeds on top…

That is my hometown, that is the home in my memory.

Tell yourself "don't worry about the pain and fear". This is the power that the "home" in your heart brings to you.

Qian Xiaojia didn't even dare to listen to it a second time, because she was now being evaluated as an "associate professor", which was a very critical time in her career. She could think about everything, but she couldn't miss home. Once she missed home, all her willpower would follow. Collapse and disintegrate.

"Teacher, what's wrong with Senior Sister Liu? What about Senior Sister Liu's singing skills and this song?"

"Okay, it's really good. This is the best chorus I've ever heard."

The audience burst into applause like a roaring tsunami, and many people, like Qian Xiaojia, had tears in their eyes.

They are all people with similar experience and sensitive hearts. When they hear a song, they can get the emotion contained in the song.

Liu Xiwan, who was standing next to the microphone, looked at Wang Zihuan with a red face.

"Master, we succeeded."

(End of this chapter)