Chapter 88 The little assistant blows up! You dare to flirt with Ni Ye's brother Qian? (6/10
It turned out that just now when Yang Qian was trying hard to clarify the relationship between him and Dai Yuni, a girl standing in the front row raised her hand.
"Mr. Mu, I would like to ask, are you single now?"
Because she did not have a microphone, the voice of the question did not reach the entire audience.
But Yang Qian hesitated, then took the microphone and responded seriously:
"This question involves a bit of personal privacy. Can I choose not to answer? In fact, I would rather you pay attention to our music works instead of paying attention to us singers. Because we are actually very ordinary people, and we also have shortcomings.
There will be things that are not done well.”
Well, it is true that everyone has shortcomings.
For example, your shortcomings are that your ideas are too conservative and your behavior is too sophisticated. Just like an old cadre, you lack the vitality and vigor of young people!
Dai Yuni was beside her with crooked eyes, smiling secretly, and secretly muttering about this guy in her heart.
However, she soon stopped laughing!
Because the bold girl just now was still raising her hands high and boldly showing her love to Yang Qian:
"Of course I will continue to pay attention to your music, but I want to say, Mr. Mu, you are so handsome and gentle, and the songs you sing are so good! If you don't have a girlfriend, can you consider me?"
The other people around had stopped talking, but the girl's words of love were still loud, and many people heard her at once.
The audience was in an uproar.
Dai Yuni even exploded!
Do you dare to snatch Mr. Ni’s brother Qian?
The little assistant who was still giggling there was furious on the spot!
Dai Yuni knows that the music festival does have some negative aspects, and there are also a small number of people who come to the music festival for reasons other than pure reasons.
But on the whole, on the surface, everyone still works hard to create a safe and positive music environment, which can bring good music enjoyment to singers and audiences.
But who knew that someone could be so thick-skinned that he would want to swing a hoe in front of her!
"This, thank you very much..."
Yang Qian had never encountered such a direct situation, so he was really panicked, but soon he came to his senses and decided to patiently persuade this fan girl to go back and study hard.
However, Dai Yuni doesn't want the ink to go down. Yang Qian has no experience, but Dai Yuni has seen a lot. If you continue chatting with her, she will be shameless enough to chat with you until tomorrow, and then
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"Ahem, we don't have much time, we still have to sing!"
Dai Yuni first reminded Yang Qian dutifully as a junior assistant.
"Didn't we say that we should concentrate on singing and communicate less? If we keep talking, no one will be able to finish listening to our songs!"
Niye's voice was quite gentle, but her unkind eyes looked toward the audience, as fierce as a cat with fried fur.
"Yes, time is a bit tight, so let's not talk about it for now. The next song "Wuwen" will be given to everyone!" (Note 1)
Yang Qian nodded. Originally, he didn't want to continue talking, but his sense of responsibility for educating fans was too strong.
"Yes, there are three more songs next. Time is tight, so we won't introduce them. Everyone just listens to them and that's it!"
The audience understood what Dai Yuni meant.
No chatting, no teasing!
I knew there was something wrong with the relationship between the two of them!
The audience, who did not mind the excitement, burst into laughter.
Then there was the scene where Ni Ye made a domineering declaration——
"Don't ask, asking means you don't have it, asking means you don't know how, asking means it's impossible!"
"OK, sing!"
Dai Yuni calmly put the microphone back on the stand and prepared to play piano accompaniment for Yang Qian.
…
Yang Qian didn't play the guitar. He just held the guitar that Dai Yuni bought for him and reached out for the first time to take off the microphone.
The piano melody played by Dai Yuni seemed not to be affected by the emotions that exploded just now, playing gently and soothingly in the ears of the audience.
It seems like this is another song that needs to be listened to quietly?
The soft piano melody made the audience, who were still laughing and excited, gradually stop laughing and talking, and their mood gradually calmed down. Their attention turned to the girl who was playing the piano and the girl who was about to sing.
Yang Qian.
There were actually many new spectators here, and even on the outside where Qin Liang and others were stopping, there were also many spectators who looked over curiously because they heard the laughter.
They had never heard the previous song, but this melody attracted them.
"It sounds like it would sound good?"
There are many people like Zhou Dongdong holding up their mobile phones to take pictures.
The melodious prelude ended not long after, and Yang Qian's singing took over without any pause.
"You ask the wind why it drags migratory birds flying,
But it made him panic;
You ask why rain nourishes the growth of all things,
But it also soaked his clothes..."
The very soft singing voice, with a slight nasal sound and a touch of magnetism, seemed to be like the sea breeze imprinted with the sunset at this time, and it slowly spread to the ears of every listener along with the sound.
It sounds great!
This is the first impression this song gives people. It is plain but amazing, and its ordinary words are full of poetic charm!
You know, under the stage of Yang Qian and Dai Yuni, there are no fans who don't like the style of these songs who can still stay. No one will question why it's not rock at all, why it's not rock at all.
Hi!
Even the new viewers couldn't help but ask the people next to them.
"Who is this singer?"
Two little girls asked Qin Liang and others who were standing behind them.
"My name is Yang Qian, and their combination is Miss Dai and Mr. Mu!"
Qin Liang answered kindly.
"I haven't heard this song before. Is it original? It sounds very nice."
The little girl asked again.
"Yes, they are original and very good singers. You can listen to their singing carefully."
Qin Liang still maintained a patient tone, but he didn't want these young people to stop asking and affect his listening to the music.
Fortunately, they walked to the front muttering to themselves, and Yang Qian's singing could return to Qin Liang's ears again.
"You asked him why he kissed his scar,
But I couldn’t take him home;
You ask me why I still dare not let go,
Knowing that I can't hear the answer..."
The lyrics are really like poetry!
Qin Liang discovered this situation. These songs by Yang Qian basically have this style.
Although not all of them are as sophisticated as "Dream Chaser", even very common narrative words are written in parallel sentence patterns, just like modern poetry!
Having only listened to the second half of "South of the Border", Qin Liang had a vague feeling like this, and this situation is even more vividly reflected in the song "Wu Wen".
Of course, many people write songs like poems, but not many can sing them well.
But Qin Liang likes the song "Wuwen" sung by Yang Qian very much.
Because he felt that there was a quiet power in Yang Qian's voice, as if he could only feel this way in a book-filled place like a library, or when reading poetry quietly.
Or should it be described this way, there is poetry in Yang Qian’s singing?
It seems that there has never been such a musician in the Chinese music scene, right?
The more Qin Liang listened, the more he felt that Yang Qian was really like a treasure, constantly bringing him surprises!
However, the more surprises like this, the more worried Qin Liang becomes.
A singer with such creative power, as well as such stable and excellent singing ability, seems like he should not belong on a small stage like their music festival!
The more he listened, the more Qin Liang felt that the distance between his Mo Xing music and him became further...