Chapter 177. God of Songs

In the next few days, Chen Xiaotang worked hard to film and learned singing with Cai Fenghua.

On this day, Cai Fenghua changed Chen Xiaotang to a "teaching" place, and changed from Wangjiao Street to HK Senior Entertainment Center. . com

This entertainment center gathers many elderly people in their fifties and sixties, playing chess, drinking tea, singing big shows, and of course, playing musical instruments. At this moment, what is shown in front of Chen Xiaotang is a very good drum set.

But this is not his "weapon". His weapon is a bamboo and a trumpet thrown by Cai Fenghua.

"No way, you let me play the flute and trumpet?" Chen Xiaotang glared at Cai Fenghua in surprise and said.

"Of course, both instruments can exercise a person's lung capacity. If you have practiced Kung Fu, I know that Kung Fu is very good, and I also know that lung capacity is not something you can master casually, so I hope you can master it through these two instruments!"

"What about this drum?" Chen Xiaotang pointed, "You won't let me play the flute, trumpet, and play drums at the same time, right?"

"Of course not, you are not an octopus!" Cai Fenghua said seriously, "This drum is a pinyin comparison with you. To put it bluntly, you have to make a louder sound than this drum!"

"How is this possible?" Chen Xiaotang was immediately stunned. "The drum sound is so loud that even a god can't beat him!"

"There is nothing impossible in this world--Shui Bo, you can perform on stage!"

As Cai Fenghua finished speaking, an old man in his fifties staggered over.

The old man is really old, hunched over, his steps are floating, and his body is half full. Seeing him walking, it seems that a gust of wind can blow him down.

Chen Xiaotang looked at his uncle, smiled, and said to Cai Fenghua: "I will take back what I said just now. Yes, there is nothing impossible in this world! As long as you work harder!"

Then he turned around, "Brother Shui, are you? You are more at ease. If you can't get beaten for a while, you'll take a break! Don't be tired!" Chen Xiaotang said with concern.

"Haha, young people know how to feel sorry for the elderly, but it doesn't matter, you have to work hard!" Shui Bo waved his hand to Chen Xiaotang, then walked onto the stage, coughed twice, then tried to straighten his hunched back and began to take off his coat.

Chen Xiaotang was surprised and asked Cai Fenghua quietly: "What do he want to do?"

"He is changing his battle suit!"

"Battle Clothes?" Chen Xiaotang looked at him, but saw Bo Shui slowly take off his coat, revealing the trendy red battle suit inside. No, it's better to Pier Cardin?!

It's not over yet. Shui Bo finally tied a red cloth strip to his forehead-----

It says: I rock, I am happy!

Chen Xiaotang fainted, this...is a very young rock man!

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Chen Xiaotang picked up the bamboo Xiao immediately and started blowing!

Shui Bo also started to beat the drums without hesitation!

Then I saw that Shui Bo, who was originally about to die, was as excited as if he had been injected with chicken blood. The old body was active, his hands were as fast as lightning, and his sticks were flying.

Crack, crackle!!!

The bursting drum beats with a strong rhythm, impacting Chen Xiaotang's eardrums.

What's going on?

The old man is so perverted?!

Is this the old man just now?

How did you transform into Ultraman?!

Chen Xiaotang had no time to think, so he hurriedly blew hard.

Woo woo woo woo!!!

Zhu Xiao made a dull whimpering sound.

But I still couldn't suppress the sound of the drums.

Chen Xiaotang had to use all his strength to qi and dantian----

He wants to fight a protracted war.

After all, the other party is old and can't hold on for long.

Even if you can't defeat you, you will be exhausted!

But Chen Xiaotang immediately knew that his idea was wrong.

In front of the drum set, Shui Bo is like a big horse monkey, the more he hits, the happier he gets. Occasionally, he throws the drum stick to make a bartender trick...

Are you getting it wrong? This is OK too!

Chen Xiaotang was speechless.

The situation was critical, and Chen Xiaotang had to throw Zhu Xiao away and picked up the heavy weapon------"Hitster".

The trumpet was blown and it was indeed extraordinary.

The loud sound actually temporarily suppressed the drum beat.

But immediately, the drum beats began to become dense.

The pie was so thrilling, as if it was a bean, which made Chen Xiaotang's eardrum tremble.

Chen Xiaotang took a deep breath, concentrated his luck, slowly experienced the operation of the breath in his lungs, and tried his best to make these breaths thick and long...

If it were an ordinary person, he would have been suffocated to death in such a game. Fortunately, Chen Xiaotang learned kung fu and knew how to use his own advantages to adjust his breath.

The Shui Bo seemed to be not restricted by his age at all, and he became more and more brave as he fought. He was hitting drums with his hands as fast as lightning, focusing on his mind.

Chen Xiaotang could only encourage her to catch up.

Cai Fenghua looked at Chen Xiaotang, whose breath was getting longer and round, and slowly laughed.

Although this teaching method is a bit "cruel", it is the fastest.

...

Bang! The last drum beat fell to the ground!

The sound of the horn suddenly stopped.

The surroundings were completely quiet.

"It's so satisfying!" Shui Bo said gasping, "I'm so old now, I'm the most enjoyable drumming for a few days! You're very good, young man!"

Chen Xiaotang was sweating profusely and almost sat on the ground, smiling bitterly: "I can't even suppress you, why am I not bad!"

"Hahaha!" Shui Bo suddenly laughed, "Young man, don't belittle yourself! Don't talk about you, even the entire HK is not enough to overwhelm my Drum King!" After saying that, he looked at Chen Xiaotang deeply and left with admiration.

Chen Xiaotang was stunned in place, "King of Drum?!"

Cai Fenghua walked to him, "This is the so-called strange man---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

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Chen Xiaotang looked at Cai Fenghua, who was still wearing a windbreaker, wearing sunglasses and a top hat, and asked him: "Why do you want me to sing here?"

Cai Fenghua shook his head and said, "Of course it's not that simple -----" and then said, "You have now possessed the two most important qualities of a singer. First, courage, I believe you can no longer be stage frightened on any stage; second, lung capacity, it should be no problem to let you open a personal concert alone. But there is another point, you must have..."

"What?" Chen Xiaotang said curiously.

"I said you, your voice is very strange and full of magnetic properties, but you are like having a treasure but don't know how to develop and utilize it. Now I will teach you how to use your super magnetic voice." Cai Fenghua said, and said again: "To put it bluntly, what is important is to transform the inheritance, the ups and downs, and to practice this thoroughly, you must know how to shout with your voice------"

"Then, who will teach me?" Chen Xiaotang looked at Cai Fenghua.

Cai Fenghua smiled and said, "Of course it's not me anymore. I can't be your teacher in this regard." After saying that, he pointed to the front and said, "Your teacher is there!"

Chen Xiaotang looked in the direction he pointed, but there was a master there, and there was only a waste collecting grandma tied up the abandoned cardboard boxes.

"Where is it? Why didn't I see it?" Chen Xiaotang looked around.

"Here, that one collects waste!"

"Ah?!!" Chen Xiaotang was stunned.

"What, you'll know in a while." Cai Fenghua said that, and sat on the railing on the side of the road with a smile, took out a small bottle of whiskey from his pocket and started drinking it.

Chen Xiaotang looked at the old lady who collected the waste.

The old lady was very neat and quickly tied up the abandoned cardboard box, then pushed the garbage truck and shouted along the street: "If you can't make a living, you can't sell it?"

Just these five words!

But Chen Xiaotang understood the reason.

The five characters are inherited, turned, started and combined, and the ups and downs are basically the same as each word. How can it be done?!

Although Chen Xiaotang has not learned orthodox music knowledge, he also knows that it is impossible to shout different tones and melodies in one sentence! After all, people only have five notes, but very few people can express all these five notes in an instant!

How did she do it?!
To be continued...