Just as he was about to show A-Lian the postman's account on his phone, the father next to him suddenly asked, "A-Lian, who is the postman?"
A-Lian immediately looked in admiration, with stars in her eyes: "The postman is my idol, he's so talented!"
"He is the only man in the country who can combine traditional culture with modern elements!"
"My classmates all love the sad love songs he sang. They topped the charts!"
"He also invented opera-style songs, combining ancient songs with opera-style songs, which was a huge success!"
When A-Lian talked about the postman, she was incessant and very excited.
"If I have the help of the postman, I will be able to promote many traditional cultures of the Miao village." A Lian held the Lusheng in her hand, "For example, many outsiders probably don't know what a Lusheng is, and have never even heard of it. Let alone what a Lusheng looks like."
"According to what you said, the postman is the third person I admire." said my father.
A-Lian asked, "Who is the first one?"
Dad said: "The first one is you."
"Who is the second one?" Dad asked again.
Dad glanced at Chen Xian.
The second one is the young man in front of me who starts throwing money around when he has a disagreement. He throws away five hundred at a time. It’s the first time I’ve seen such a generous person. It’s really good to have money.
Seeing that her father didn't say anything, A Lian looked at Shen Xian: "So I'll be the one to arrange the music and choreography. Don't worry, I will definitely win a good place."
Shen Xian opened the postman's backend account and handed the phone to A Lian: "Would you like to take a look and then decide who will arrange the music and choreography?"
“I have to do it whether I want to see it or not,” A Lian said proudly, but still took Shen Xian’s phone.
This is the background of Chen Xian’s short video account.
The two words on the homepage almost blinded A-Lian’s eyes.
Nickname: Postman!
Authentication information: Certified!
Status bar: Do you want to modify the avatar?
Works column: "After I Leave", "Fall", "Can I", and "Dusk".
A Lian was stunned at first, then he swiped his phone frantically and saw the front end from the backstage.
Especially the hundreds of millions of likes and shares, which prove that this is the postman’s real account and there is no possibility of impersonation.
"Is it possible that I am the postman?" Shen Xian asked.
A Lian suddenly raised her head and looked at Chen Xian blankly.
The sunlight shone in from the door and projected onto Shen Xian's body, making him look as if he was covered with a layer of golden light.
Coupled with his handsome face and gentle temperament.
At this moment, he was like a banished immortal from heaven.
The filter of silence rose up, and suddenly a line of words floated in A Lian's mind.
The man on the street is as beautiful as jade, and the young man is unparalleled in the world.
So handsome!
Ahhhh!
I actually saw the postman!
So excited!
A Lian's excited little face turned red, and she suddenly stuffed the phone into Shen Xian's hand and screamed: "Ahhh, wait for me for a while, I haven't combed my hair!"
The father looked at his daughter's fleeing back in confusion and asked, "What happened to her?"
"She didn't comb her hair, so she must be combing it now." Shen Xian said.
Dad was still a little confused.
Just over twenty minutes later, A Lian appeared in front of Shen Xian again.
She wore delicate light makeup, had red lips and white teeth, and her hair was like a waterfall. She looked at Chen Xian shyly.
I was so excited that I almost died.
She had imagined ten thousand possible meetings with the postman in her mind.
For example, at a concert or at a folk music exchange meeting.
She has even planned to fly to Hong Kong in a month to witness the postman's performance at the Golden Bell Awards.
But I never expected that I would meet the postman so unexpectedly.
What a surprise!
"So, now I can be the one arranging the music and choreography, right?" Shen Xian asked.
A-Lian nodded and hummed shyly: "Listen to my brother!"
"The first level is multi-person singing and dancing. Are there any requirements for the content?" Shen Xian asked.
A-Lian thought for a moment and said, "First of all, it must be exciting for the whole audience. There are no requirements for the characteristics of the music, but it must be able to drive the rhythm of the whole audience and attract the attention of all the judges."
Isn't this just square dancing?
There is no square dancing in this world yet.
As for square dance hits, there are too many!
So Chen Xian wrote three big words on the paper: "This song will be used as a song. As for the choreography, I will incorporate the characteristic dance of the Miao ethnic group into the rhythm of this song, and it will make the whole audience excited from the beginning!"
"The second part is a duet between a man and a woman, right?" Chen Xian asked, "From here on, it should have ethnic characteristics and the element of the Lusheng."
A-Lian nodded.
Chen Xian then wrote four big characters on the paper: "Let's sing this song, and then we'll go to the recording studio in the county town to record it."
The third step is the individual Lusheng performance.
This is pure music.
The requirement is that the music should be majestic and show the characteristics of the reed instrument such as the lusheng.
Got it.
Chen Xian then wrote five words on the paper: "This is my personal Lusheng solo."
A Lian looked at the note. The first poem had three words, the second poem had four words, and the third poem had five words.
A Lian looked at Chen Xian with admiration.
What a talent.
"Brother, can I sing a song for you?" A Lian asked.
Shen Xian nodded: "I just asked you to sing."
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