Chen Qingzhi was in high spirits today.
As he drank, he suddenly had an idea and his eyes began to shine.
"Brother Tang, we get along so well. Although I haven't been in the circle for so long, I still want to write songs occasionally. Wait, I'll go get something."
After saying that, Chen Qingzhi staggered back into the kitchen.
When Bai Li saw it, she said excitedly: "Junior brother, you are blessed now."
Tang Xiaobao was a little confused: "What do you mean?"
"Can't you see? He's going to give you a song."
"Oh, isn't it just giving away songs?" Tang Xiaobao was still confused.
He really didn't think it was a big deal.
Although he now holds an extraordinary position in the music industry, in fact, he does not really consider himself an insider, nor does he think he is as awesome as me.
As for the music industry, he only knew that he had an innate talent, so singing any song was extremely easy for him, but the importance he attached to a piece of work was far less than that of other singers.
Bai Li was a little depressed, she was really disappointed with her friend.
You don't treat bean buns as dry food.
“Do you know how many people asked him to write songs?”
"Do you know how many people he has made famous?"
"Do you know how many of his works have been nominated for and won Golden Melody Awards?"
"Do you know how powerful he is?"
Bai Li asked a lot of questions in a hurry.
That look scared Tang Xiaobao.
"Oh, I see. He's awesome. His work must be awesome. I'm a little excited."
Tang Xiaobao had no choice but to put on an excited expression.
But, this is really too fake.
Betty figured it out anyway.
"Can you just stop pretending?"
Betty glared at him and said, "You can't be polite to him later. You must get the song."
Tang Xiaobao smiled awkwardly: "Okay, I'll listen to you, Senior Sister."
"Hey, when did you become so obedient?"
"I always listen to my senior sister."
Bai Li was about to speak when Chen Qianzhi came back.
He really had a few pages of paper in his hand.
"This is a song I wrote. I wrote it after the car accident. I never showed it to anyone, and I was reluctant to give it away. But since we're brothers today, this song is yours."
Tang Xiaobao took it.
The Knight's Journey
The song title is very good.
"Watch it first. Next, you play the drums and I'll sing. I hope you can bring out the flavor of this song. This is my years of hard work, don't let it go to waste. If you can't sing it, find a singer with a voice that suits this style. It'll be a meeting gift between us brothers."
Tang Xiaobao chuckled.
He continued to look at the music score.
This song has few lyrics, but it is full of heroism and sadness.
After just watching it once, just reading the lyrics, Tang Xiaobao felt as if he were standing by the Yellow River, or in the desert, with a long sword on his back...
"very nice!"
He looked up at Chen Qingzhi, somewhat moved: "Let me read it again."
Bai Li on the side was a little curious and wanted to see, but was too embarrassed to go over, so she had to patiently watch from the side.
But she really couldn't help it.
For a singer, the temptation of a good piece of work to her is absolutely extraordinary.
After a while, Tang Xiaobao put down the music score, closed his eyes, savored it for a moment, and said another word.
"This song is really good, Brother Chen, thank you. I really like this gift. I will sing this song."
"Is your voice suitable?" Chen Qingzhi was a little skeptical.
Tang Xiaobao smiled and said, "Let's try it once. If you don't think it's good, we can choose another singer to sing it together."
"Okay, I'll sing first and you play the drums for me."
Chen Qingzhi said.
He wanted to teach Tang Xiaobao a lesson.
He has the qualifications.
Tang Xiaobao thought to himself that there was actually no need to teach him, but he couldn't refuse the other person's kindness.
Boom boom boom…
The sound of drums penetrates the heart and lungs.
Chen Qingzhi stood up and closed his eyes.
As the prelude deepened, he suddenly opened his eyes and began to sing:
There are mountains in front and the Yellow River behind
The cold north wind blows towards us
Can't go forward or backward
Let the cold wind blow on my heart
Let the cold wind blow on my heart
Who held whose hand?
Who shed tears for whom?
Helpless hands holding a bowl of wine
Let the liquor pour into your heart
Let the liquor pour into your heart
Gusts of wind and watching the yellow sand move away
Xiaoyao roared, his mouth filled with yellow sand
Empty-minded and empty-hearted, holding up a bowl of wine
Floating away without looking back
Empty-minded and empty-hearted, holding up a bowl of wine
Floating away without looking back
…
You can't tell when Chen Qianzhi speaks, but when he sings, his voice is particularly hoarse and vicissitudes, as if he has suffered the polish and destruction of life.
In fact, the fact that he has such a voice is inseparable from his long-term habit of smoking and drinking, and it is indeed because life has given him too many hardships.
Before he entered this circle, he had been a wandering singer for many years. During the most difficult times, he really relied on drinking tap water to survive.
His hometown is on the bank of the Yellow River, and this song describes his helpless mood when he was on the bank of the Yellow River.
Tang Xiaobao's face was a little red, not because of tiredness, but because of excitement.
He felt that Chen Qianzhi sang this song really well.
Although Chen Qianzhi's vocal condition is not very good and his voice cracked in several places, this song is really suitable for him, and the deepest meaning of the song is also sung out by him.
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