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- One day, the cute host started the class again and continued the lesson about farting.
Cute owner: Chewing gum and biting wheat straw will make you fart more than usual because these two "exercises" will make you inhale more air.
Ma Jiaxin: I have been farting and have never been surpassed. I am the narrator Ma Jiaxin, and I speak for myself.
Tao Nan: I finally found the culprit of the serious destruction of the ozone layer!
Soft girl: Warning, warning, your carbon dioxide emissions seriously exceed the standard! Fine fine!
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After class, Ma Jiaxin was wandering alone on the way home. Suddenly, a Maserati with a trident on its head drove up and stopped in front of him.
The car window was lowered, and a 36D beauty with a face that looked like a soft girl asked with a smile:
"Excuse me, are you Ouyang?"
Ma Jiaxin touched his chin and thought for a while, then nodded solemnly: "I think I can be!"
The 36D beauty opened the car door and motioned for Ma Jiaxin to get in the car. Ma Jiaxin, who was excited about the chance encounter, suddenly felt dizzy after getting in the car.
Half a month later, a duck shop in Shenzhen had an extra duckling.
The price for the first night is 888.
A wealthy old woman weighing over 280 years old successfully pre-ordered
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As for Song Qian¡¯s request, Xiao Nizi pouted her lips and looked pitifully as Song Qian took the lollipop, peeled off the candy coating and put it in his mouth.
Song Qian looked at Cui Junxi with a look of grievance and a lollipop in his mouth with contentment. After laughing, he walked to the electronic keyboard aside and took a look at the music manuscript handed over by Li Jun. He couldn't help but trembled in his heart and opened his mouth in shock. Asked: ""The-rose"? Do you sing this song?"
"Is there any problem?" The Alpine lollipop is delicious. It tastes like first love. After holding it for a while, Cui Junxi, who was very satisfied, reluctantly took the lollipop out of his mouth and asked.
"It's no problem. I'm quite familiar with this song. Let's practice it first and then you can sing it again." Song Qian nodded and stopped asking. Since she dared to choose this song, she naturally had her reasons.
Pianos are big and expensive, so when Song Qian first learned piano, he always used electronic keyboards instead. Perhaps because he first came into contact with electronic keyboards, Song Qian was more familiar with pop music, and compared to pianos, The reason Song Qian prefers electronic keyboards and specializes in piano is because he looks more noble when playing the piano. Of course, you also think he is pretending.
The electronic keyboard is different. Playing the electronic keyboard is more like playing. Because the left hand on the electronic keyboard plays mostly chords, so sometimes you can remove these chords and leave your left hand to control the tone of the electronic keyboard. After a piece of music, if you are skilled, you can The entire electronic keyboard has mediocre tones.
Song Qian is naturally not at that level yet, but he can be considered a veteran among veterans.
"Which version did you sing?" After fumbling for a while, Song Qian tried the timbre of the electronic keyboard and asked Cui Junxi.
"Teshima Aoi."
"Teshima Aoi?"
Song Qian couldn't believe it. He raised his head and looked at Cui Junxi who was serious. He was about to say something else, but then he thought about it and continued to debug the electronic keyboard honestly.
After a while, Song Qian played a piece of canon, satisfied with the tone he had adjusted, and then nodded towards Cui Junxi who had almost finished a lollipop.
The cheapskate immediately took off the lollipop from his mouth, opened his mouth to relax for a while, put his beloved guitar on his lap and said, "I'm ready."
Song Qian moved his fingers knowingly, and pressed the first note of "The Rose" on the keys with his left hand.
"The-rose" is a soul blues. The whole piece of music is like the fragrance of purple roses blooming in spring. It can be heard but not seen. If you listen carefully, you can feel the clear, simple, clean and transparent fragrance.
This song has been sung ever since it was shown to the world by Bette Midler in the movie "The Rose". Singers from all over the world are intoxicated by the clear and transparent tune of this song, and there are countless covers, among which the most famous , the most accepted by everyone are the Westlife version and Aoi Teshima's version.
It is undeniable that "The Rose" is played together with piano and guitar. The elegance and nobility of the piano, without losing the crisp and clean romance, are combined with the passion of the guitar. The two timbres come together to make the song soulful. There is an extra blaze, and you retain the most sincere simplicity in the blaze.
?The melody is very simple, and there is no need to deliberately change anything. From beginning to end, as long as you simply play it, it will be very suitable. So for the first time, Song Qian and Cui Junxi played it perfectly together, and the beautiful melody , so that Li Zhun, who didn't know much about musical instruments, was fascinated by it. As soon as the music stopped, he stood up and couldn't help but applaud.
¡°Cheapskate, you play the guitar well!¡±
"You're not bad either." Cui Junxi narrowed her eyes and smiled. She enjoyed the feeling of being praised, and her resentment towards Song Qian for throwing her guitar disappeared.
"Starting now, you have to play and sing at the same time. Is that okay?" Song Qian asked very curiously.
"It doesn't matter, I can do it." Cui Junxi replied with a very confident smile.
Song Qian nodded, although he was still worried. You know, although the tune of "The-rose" is very bland and does not have many gorgeous melodies, singing it is another matter.
This song not only places high demands on people's singing voices, but also on the emotional expression ability of the singing voice. For example, Teshima Aoi, her cover version of "The Rose" has a clear, transparent voice, as if it is tinged with red wine. The mellow fragrance makes people unconsciously intoxicated as soon as they hear it; especially in the silent night, if you calm down and listen quietly, you will find that her singing is so clean, as if the light mist in the morning is blowing over your eyes. Cheeks, so gentle, are like streams flowing in the soul, washing them over and over again, slowly returning people to their original purity.
When Cui Junxi first said that he would cover Aoi Teshima's version, Song Qian was worried because Aoi Teshima's cover of "The
"Rose", known as an unsurpassed cover!
"let's start¡¡"
The sound of the piano sounded again, and slowly, the sound of the guitar also quietly entered, playing very calmly.
The light prelude passed quickly. Cui Junxi followed the music, opened her little cherry mouth, and sang the first line:
¡°Some-say-ove-it-is-a-river, that-drowns-the-tender-reed¡¡±
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? At the sound of the voice, Song Qian raised his head and looked at Cui Junxi in shock
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At seven o'clock in the evening, there was still half an hour before the celebration party started. After practicing for two hours, Song Qian, who had just had dinner, was bored and sitting backstage with Cui Junxi, waiting.
Occasionally, Song Qian, who was looking around, spotted a familiar figure in the exclusive dressing room. Wasn't it the same girl he bumped into on the main street in the afternoon? Why is she there? It seems to be the dressing room of the artist invited by the school. From the look of her, she doesn't look like an assistant, makeup artist or stylist.
"Hey, cheapskate, who is that girl?" Out of curiosity, Song Qian pulled Cui Junxi and asked.
"Who?" Cui Zhunxi looked confusedly in the direction Song Qian pointed, and after a closer look, he was confused for a while. Although he had a vague impression, he didn't remember who the soft girl was, so he said: "The school invited I forgot the name of the singer who came."
"Singer?" Song Qian nodded and didn't ask any more questions. A singer like her who no one recognizes when walking on the main street of the school is probably not very famous.
After sitting for a while, Song Qian, who had nothing to do, became bored again. Taking advantage of this gap, Song Qian just wanted to call his sister Qian, but unexpectedly, before the call was dialed, a familiar number called. Qian hurriedly pressed the answer button and said in surprise: "Nuna! Are you back?"
"Well, I just got off the plane, where are you now? I want to see you"
"Nuna, what's wrong with you?" Hearing Han Caiying's dull voice, Song Qian suddenly felt bad. His expression changed with surprise, and he stood up and asked eagerly.
"I want to see you" Han Caiying's voice was very deep, as if she had just finished crying.
Song Qian looked at Cui Junxi, who was sleeping with his guitar on the side, and felt anxious. Then he looked at the time, and it was less than half an hour before the ceremony started.
"Nuna, I'm in the auditorium of XX High School now. Where are you now? I'll go find you right away!" Song Qian couldn't care less. He looked at Cui Junxi apologetically, and then hurried out of the auditorium.
"Hey! Where are you going? It's about to start!" Cui Junxi stood up quickly and shouted towards Song Qian's back.
Song Qian waved his hand, not knowing whether to express his apology or to express that he had something to do and had to leave. Cui Zhunxi was not sure for a moment. He blinked and didn't know what to do.
"Are you busy now?" After a moment of silence, Han Caiying asked in a low voice. She also heard Cui Junxi's voice just now. She expected that Song Qian was busy at the moment, so she said in an indifferent tone: "Since If you have something to do, let¡¯s meet again later.¡±
"What's more important than Noona?"??? Are you at the airport now? I'll be there right away! "
"I'm not at the airport right now." Han Caiying refused, thought for a while, and continued: "How long does it take you to find me by taking a taxi? Well, I'll go find you."
"This? Noona"
"Okay, I'm going to pick up the car now. I'll be at your place in about half an hour."
After hanging up the phone, Song Qian murmured a few words to himself, wondering if he should buy a car. He didn't know if the Chinese driver's license was valid in South Korea.
Backstage, Cui Junxi, who had been staring at the door, saw Song Qian returning, and secretly put down his burden, thinking that it would be good for this special lollipop to deceive the little girl's brother.
Song Qian, who was restless, looked at the time and his phone from time to time. Unknowingly, the 7:30 celebration party had already begun.
What made Song Qian very unexpected was that the opening act of the celebration party turned out to be the soft girl he had a crush on. Generally speaking, the singers invited to such celebration parties would appear at the finale or midfield to enhance the atmosphere. In this way It's worth the school's money, but this weak girl is too miserable. She was arranged to be the opening show. Is she the kind of singer who pays to perform?
Maybe he pays more attention to soft girls. Song Qian watched the opening show carefully from beginning to end. To be honest, it was not bad. Although there was no dancing or gorgeous singing, such cute and lively soft girls were jumping around on the stage. Singing on the floor will attract some attention, right? But what made Song Qian feel strange was that the auditorium was quiet, and the only sound was the sound of students chatting.
Song Qian shook his head. If his sister Qian became a singer in the future, he would definitely not let her be treated like this.
Exactly, the call Song Qian had been waiting for finally came.
"Nuna! Are you there?"
"Well, I'm upstairs across from the stage. There are too many people downstairs."
¡°Wait a minute, Noona, I see you, I¡¯ll go find you right now!¡±
Song Qian walked out of the backstage from the side, and patrolled the aisle on the opposite side of the stage for a while. Finally, he saw Han Caiying who was on the phone in a dark corner, so he hurriedly went backstage and climbed to the second floor from the stairs the day after tomorrow.
"Ah" The eager Song Qian bumped into a person at the corner of the second floor. She sounded like a soft girl, but this time Song Qian did not fall down, but the soft girl was knocked to the ground.
Song Qian hurriedly helped the soft girl up, and after a closer look, he saw that it was the soft girl singer who had just finished her performance and had not yet taken off her makeup. She had bumped into him once on the main road today.
"What a coincidence, we have bumped into each other twice" Song Qian touched his nose and said apologetically: "Are you okay?"
"It's you." The soft girl singer was stunned for a while, then rubbed her painful knee and said with a grimace, "It's nothing."
"If everything's okay, I'll leave first. I'll go backstage later. If you get hurt, come to me and I'll take you to the hospital." Song Qian was in a hurry to see Han Caiying and didn't want to linger.
"You go and do your work, I'm fine." The soft girl replied as she stood up, holding on to the wall.
"Then I'll leave first." Song Qian turned around and raised his legs to leave.
"Wait" The soft girl's eyes flickered for a while, and seeing Song Qian turning around and leaving without hesitation, she shouted eagerly: "I'm a singer, do you know me? Or, have you heard of me? Song?"
"I know you are a singer, but I don't know you. I am really in a hurry. You see" Song Qian answered truthfully.
"Go and do your work. I'm sorry for disturbing you" The soft girl's eyes darkened and she lowered her head silently - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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