Chapter 43: I dare not forget about my country despite my humble position!
Su Yuancheng's head is quite big. As soon as he appears, he immediately takes up most of the shot.
"Is this a live broadcast?" he asked with a smile.
Qi Ji turned to look at him but did not speak.
The interviewing girl standing opposite Qi Ji had already explained: "No, Teacher Su, our preparation will be edited in the evening and will not be broadcast until tomorrow."
Su Yuancheng said oh, showing an expression of lack of interest. He put one hand on Qi Ji's shoulder and said with a smile: "Brother Qi Ji, please torture me gently today!"
Qi Ji said calmly: "Teacher Su, you have to be merciful!"
The two of them chatted for a while.
Qi Ji was not very familiar with him.
In this national competition, everyone is an opponent, not to mention that the two of them are still opponents who need to compete head-on.
So Su Yuancheng came over and stood in front of the camera, which was considered a simple interlude.
night.
Qi Ji returned to the hotel. After washing up, he quickly made a video call with Mu Yunxiu.
Mu Yunxin put on a facial mask and looked straight into the camera.
"Is my daughter asleep?" Qi Ji asked.
Mu Yunxiu sat on the sofa, glanced sideways and said, "Not yet, I'm having fun with your mother-in-law!"
Qi Ji hurriedly said: "Let me see my daughter quickly!"
Mu Yunxiu rolled his eyes and said, "Have you seen enough of me?"
Although he said this, Mu Yunxiu still turned on the rear camera of his phone and pointed it at Qi Youning.
Qi Ji immediately beamed with joy, as he was like a daughter slave.
A simple home video lasted more than half an hour.
Most of the time, Qi Ji was watching Qi Youning playing.
It was not until the end that Qi Ji blew a kiss to Mu Yunxiu to express that he still remembered her as his wife.
The next day.
The first round of Qi Ji's Singing King Competition has officially begun!
Tonight, there are eight singers participating in the competition!
Including singers from six states!
It occupies almost half of the states in China!
Therefore, countless eyes are staring at tonight’s live broadcast!
"Singers from our state have already lost two in a row. Woohoo, we can't lose again tonight!"
"Qi Ji is coming for me! Luzhou must be won by us!"
"The national competition is really beautiful beyond imagination! Every singer is so amazing! It is indeed a showdown between the top singers in the country!"
"Looking forward to the exciting showdown as Jin tonight!"
"Actually, my expectations for other songs are not very high! After all, in such a competition, in order to keep the lower limit, everyone will sing their own masterpieces! The only one worth looking forward to is Qi Ji! Only Qi Ji, every
Every wheel will sing a new song!"
"That's right! I'm really looking forward to the song Qi Ji writes for our opera singers!"
night.
The live broadcast begins.
The official website of CCTV has attracted tens of millions of viewers.
People from all states come to support the singers in their states.
During the live broadcast last week, CCTV ignored the matter of the number of people.
As a result, the bandwidth of the website was not improved, which caused the live broadcast to be very laggy.
This has been criticized by many netizens.
So in the past week, the website maintenance team has been busy for a week to ensure that tonight's live broadcast can run smoothly on the Internet.
now.
Qi Ji was already sitting backstage.
On the TV, interviews with singers such as Qi Ji were already being played.
"Brother Qi Ji, are you nervous?" Zhao Zhijie asked.
Her face was already covered with powder and her makeup was done.
Qi Ji said: "Not being nervous is fake, but being appropriately nervous can keep the body excited."
Zhao Zhijie's eyes were brightened by Qi Ji's theory.
It can be seen that she quite agrees with Qi Ji's theory.
On the stage, the host has already started to say the scene lines.
There were nearly a thousand people sitting at the recording site.
At this moment, everyone's cheers surged out along with applause and screams.
quickly.
Su Yuancheng appears.
As soon as he came up, he sang his famous song without any secret at all!
It elicited a burst of cheers from the audience.
"Wocao! Teacher Su, can Qi Ji withstand this situation if he opens it up from the very beginning?"
"There are still eleven rounds to come! Teacher Su, you used your famous song in the first round, what will you do next?"
"There's no way! Su Yuancheng's opponent is Qi Ji! Just tell me, if it were you, would you panic? Will you use your most powerful thing?"
"Haha! This is where singers are better than actors! One song can last a lifetime. The key is that the audience never tires of listening to it!"
After Su Dacheng finished singing the song, there was strong excitement in his eyes.
The commentators held up their microphones and said, "Teacher Su, you are in great shape today!"
There are more than ten people in the review group.
They are all well-known musicians in the industry. For example, Zhao Qingke's grandfather Zhao Tingshu is sitting inside.
Su Yuancheng also seemed very satisfied with his performance tonight, so he gasped and said:
"I give myself full marks for tonight's performance, haha! I hope everyone will vote for me!"
soon.
Su Dacheng exited.
The host began to announce the curtain.
The stage lights dimmed.
Qi Ji began to appear.
"Come on, come on, Qi Ji is here with his new song!"
"I'm looking forward to Qi Ji's new song tonight!"
"I hope Qi Ji won't disappoint us!"
Somewhere in Jizhou, in a small courtyard.
An old man with gray hair sat in front of the TV.
There are several juniors beside him.
"Mr. Nan, this Qi Ji is the one who wants to write songs for Mr. Nan!"
"Qi Ji is here! Mr. Nan, the song you are looking forward to is coming out!"
Mr. Nan is the protagonist of Qi Ji's songs.
One of the people who used the money he earned from every line of his plays to support the front line during the Great Patriotic War.
In that war-torn era, Mr. Nan and a group of opera people worked hard.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! In their own way, they guard this country and the people on this land.
Although they did not kill the enemy on the front line.
But they stood on the stage and gave their all.
At this moment, Mr. Nan, who is being guarded by everyone in the center, is the son of Mr. Nan back then.
His old eyes are cloudy and he hasn't watched TV for a long time.
But today.
He reads everything.
In the TV, the lights have turned on.
The subtitles followed.
"Chi Ling".
Lyrics and music: Qi Ji.
Singer: Qi Ji.
Backing Dancer: Zhao Zhijie Dance Company.
Real-time barrages fill the screen in an instant.
"Wocao! Am I right? That's Teacher Zhao Zhijie?"
"Is it really Teacher Zhao? How can a pop music stage like this invite Teacher Zhao???"
"What kind of face does Qi Ji have?"
The dancers, led by Zhao Zhijie, were already dancing gently to the music.
They were wearing costumes and had firm eyes.
Zhao Zhijie was wearing a bloody costume, which was extremely eye-catching.
Qi Ji spoke slowly.
[As soon as the play breaks, the sleeves rise and fall,
[Singing joys and sorrows, singing separations and reunions have nothing to do with me,
[The fans open and close, the gongs and drums sound and then fall silent,
【Who can tell outsiders about the love in the play?】
Zhao Zhijie dances in her embroidered robe.
There seemed to be war raging around her, but she was still singing on stage.
There was light in her eyes.
Extraordinarily bright.
【Has a habit of blending all the joy, anger, sorrow and joy into the ink,
[So what if the lyrics are sung through?
【The bones and ashes are mine,
[In troubled times, duckweed endures to watch the flames of war burning mountains and rivers,
【I dare not forget about my country despite my humble position.
【Even if no one knows me.】
The country is broken and wars are raging.
What can I do with my small body?
Although I am in a humble position, I have never forgotten my country...
Bloody costumes danced on the stage.
Like the setting sun, waving its last strength.
Like patches of hot blood, dyeing the mountains and rivers of the past red.
The audience at the scene, the commentary team, the singers backstage, the viewers watching the live broadcast...
At this moment... blood surged into everyone's hearts.
Nan Lao took off his reading glasses and wanted to wipe away his tears.
But it seems that the tears cannot be wiped away.
Just like the old hatred between country and family, it seems to be forever engraved in the eyes and hearts of those who hear this song at this moment.