First of all, it can't be too serious, otherwise it will be boring, and secondly, it can't be too bad, lest these people start to make trouble again.
So under the expectant gaze of everyone, Han Fei paced for a while: "Song? Ancient poem?" Suddenly an idea flashed and he came up with an idea.
Seeing Han Fei stop, Zhang Yue couldn't help but feel a little hopeful. She had no doubt about Han Fei's talent, but after all, she had only heard about it, so it always felt a bit illusory.
The same goes for the rest of the people, who all took advantage of the drunkenness to join in the booing, wanting to see if Han Fei was as talented as the legend said.
But I only heard Han Fei singing a cappella.
"The Xunyang River sees off guests the first night, and the maple leaves and flowers rustle in autumn.
The master disembarks the passengers on the boat
Lifting up the wine, I want to drink without the orchestra. I can’t get drunk without the orchestra. It’s a miserable farewell.
When we say goodbye, the vast river is soaked in the moon."
Everyone was stunned when they heard this. Jia Youqian opened his mouth. He was about to expose Han Fei's cheating behavior, but after listening to it, he had to admit that although the word was used in Bai Juyi's "Pipa Xing", the music was indeed Is it original and quite catchy?
Zhang Yue was dumbfounded. If Han Fei changed the song, she would be able to accept it no matter whether it was good or bad. However, Han Fei used a modern arrangement of ancient lyrics to mix it in, and it was so clever that he couldn't help but secretly curse in his heart. .
"Humph, this stingy man." From Zhang Yue's perspective, it was clear that Han Fei composed the song specifically in response to what she just said about not being allowed to recite poetry.
It stands to reason that a stingy man is not very popular with women, but with this situation, this situation, and this song still ringing in his ears, no woman would be able to hate him, right?
When he started singing, Han Fei picked up another glass of wine and drank it down in one gulp, which was quite as heroic as Li Bai's hundreds of poems about drinking wine.
"The big strings are noisy like the rain
The little strings are as clear as a whisper
like a whisper
Noisy and chaotic bombs
Big beads and small beads falling on the jade plate
"Falling Jade Plate"
As soon as the drama in the chorus came out, everyone was dumbfounded. It’s not just that he arranged the music first, but also temporarily added opera elements. If this doesn’t count as talent, then what does?
If just now during the verse part everyone still had the attitude of "I can fuck me", then after this scene, everyone present had to write the word "submit" in their hearts.
"Fuck!"
"Awesome!"
After a burst of applause, it took a long time for everyone to recover. At this moment, it seemed that everyone present had a sense of "I am uneducated, and I can conquer the world with just one word." They no longer knew what adjectives to use to express this moment. mood.
"Done." Han Fei actually drank too much. He raised his glass with a drunken eye. After two glasses of wine, the atmosphere became active again, but no one sang or recited poems anymore.
The meal lasted until ten o'clock in the evening. The group was so drunk that a few people who were not drunk managed to get everyone back to the dormitory.
As soon as Han Fei lay down, he received a text message from Zhang Yue. Although the text was relatively subtle, even a fool could understand the admiration in it. Unfortunately, Han Fei still didn't know how to deal with his relationship with Yang Kexin, so how could he bother to talk to Zhang Yue again? Yue is confused.
Moreover, talking about friends with classmates and colleagues is a troublesome matter in itself. Both parties have too many friends in common. If they fall out, it will be too embarrassing.
Han Fei could only pretend not to understand, replied a text message perfunctorily, and then couldn't bear it anymore and fell asleep.
Jin Boyuan screamed like a pig in the dormitory early in the morning: "Damn it, get up quickly, or you won't be able to catch the plane."
Qin Ming was still dazed after being slapped awake. Only Xie Buchen remained calm. He called a Didi and ran all the way to the airport, finally catching up.
Han Fei had just sent these people away and was packing his things to go home. However, he was stopped by a phone call before he reached the school gate.
The call was from Tao Yuehua, and he didn't say anything. He just asked him to go to the office. With his head full of confusion, Han Fei walked into the office and found that besides Tao Yuehua, there were two women inside. One was slightly older,
One is about the same age as me and has an average appearance, but his temperament is quite outstanding.
The older woman looked Han Fei up and down and seemed to have some doubts. Tao Yuehua seemed to be very familiar with the woman and patted her on the shoulder and said: "This is my best student. Even if he is handsome, he is not just a fancy person."
Useless silver wax tip."
Han Fei rolled his eyes for a while, Teacher, I suspect you are driving, but unfortunately there is no evidence.
The woman nodded: "Do you mind asking your students to tell you a tongue twister?"
Before Han Fei could react, Tao Yuehua glared at him. He was helpless under the eaves and could only come for a while. "Eight hundred pacesetters ran to the north slope, and the artillerymen ran side by side to the north. The artillerymen were afraid of touching the pacesetters, and the pacesetters were afraid of touching the artillery cannons.
....."
"Okay, he speaks clearly and has a good grasp of pauses and hurries. It's up to him." After the woman said that, she turned around and left with the other girl.
Han Fei was dumbfounded, what kind of idea is this? Why is it just me?
Seeing Han Fei's confused look, Tao Yuehua explained: "Don't underestimate that woman just now. Qian Jinhua, the production director of Beijing Radio Station, came to our Beijing Film Studio to select people and record a radio drama. It was very difficult for me.
Only then did she convince her to leave the opportunity to you."
Han Fei's interest was greatly reduced as soon as he heard this. If the radio station was placed twenty years ago, it would definitely be a bullshit existence. Generally, elites who are not professional counterparts would not be able to get in. But now it is 0202, and even many
Local TV stations are no longer good, let alone radio stations?
"Then you'd better give this opportunity to someone else. This sounds like a boring job." Han Fei muttered.
Tao Yuehua was so angry that he grabbed Han Fei's ears and taught him a lesson: "Why are you thinking so much about money? If I hadn't seen that your dialogue skills are still lacking, this is a rare opportunity to learn. Do you think you have a chance?"
Following you?"
That's right. Han Fei originally thought that he was good in all aspects, but since watching Renyi's performance, he found that there is still a big difference, especially in terms of lines. With the same lines, the comparison between him and Ji Shaogang is simply unnecessary.
It's too obvious. To put it bluntly, the People's Art version of "Donkey Deshui" puts aside the scenes and relies solely on the recording, so that people can understand what happened, the state of the characters and even their inner activities at that time.
"Hey~~~Don't be angry, I'm going, why don't I go?" Han Fei quickly begged for mercy.
Tao Yuehua let go of his hand angrily, and said by the way: "Hey, this is Director Qian's mobile phone number. You will report it tomorrow. Remember, when you reach someone else's territory, you have to listen to them. Don't act like a young man to me.
Listen more and learn more..."
Han Fei suddenly felt like Dong Jie was in his ear. By the way, do women always nag like this when they reach their age, regardless of whether they are married or have children?
She finally escaped from Tao Yuehua's clutches, but when she got home, Dong Jie smelled the smell of alcohol on his body and started nagging him again.
Han Fei just wanted to cry without tears, it was so difficult for him!