The best actor is red

Chapter22

"Ah?" Zhou Zhou put his hands on his cheeks in surprise, and then turned his head aside for a while and said, "Let's play the recording."

Stretching out his long hand, he grabbed Zhou Zhou by the collar and pulled him closer. Lin Yicheng gritted his teeth and said, "Oh? Is Mr. Zhou doubting my skills?"

"Heh, heh heh, how dare you!" Zhou Zhou patted his hand that was restraining him lightly and smiled, "It's just that this song is not only difficult to sing, but also very demanding on the pianist. Slow, the ending is crazy. There is also a piano solo in the interlude, which is really difficult. If you screw up, it is better to use a recording, at least if it is just a piano recording, you may not be able to hear it for a while, otherwise our spare tires are actually You can do it."

"Stop talking nonsense, here's the music score!" Lin Yicheng stretched out his hand, seeing that Zhou Zhou was unmoved, he added, "When I was 15, I could play "Wild-o'-the-wisp."

"One of the ten most difficult piano pieces in the world?"

"Go if you know it!"

Zhou Zhou hurriedly ran to the back to get the music score, and Lin Yicheng frowned when he took it over.There are reasons for Zhou Zhou’s refusal to give him the score. First of all, this fanatical emotion cannot be expressed by an ordinary pianist. Secondly, the interludes all use the double-tone technique, which is also a test of the pianist’s reaction. speed.

Quickly scanned the points that needed attention, but only saw half of the little assistant hurried over and said, "Sister Zhou Zhou, you're on stage!"

Zhou Zhou was very anxious when he heard the words, and quickly turned his head and asked Lin Yicheng, "Actor Lin, how is it? Is it all right? If not, let's play the recording!"

Lin Yicheng got up and rolled up the music score and hit him on the head, "In the future, if you don't play the recording again, shouldn't the manager have to plan ahead and think of a perfect plan to deal with all situations?"

Zhou Zhou froze in place, until Lin Yicheng passed by him, he turned his head to look at the back surrounded by wind musicians.After being stunned for a long time, I suddenly remembered something and rushed to the backstage to shout, "Lighting engineer, don't let the light hit the piano!"

When Lin Yicheng came on stage, the audience was still buzzing, and Chu Qiao hadn't come on stage yet, but the artist's nature made him not dislike the feeling of standing on a high stage, especially when he looked at the audience below who looked like a galaxy, he suddenly understood Why is Chu Qiao so relaxed on stage?

Soon Chu Qiao took the elevator up to the stage amidst cheers. He changed into a wide jumpsuit with a hood, black and white intertwined like a cow.

Lin Yicheng looked at his back and pulled out a gentle smile that he would never dare to show in front of Chu Qiao, and then turned his head, because he knew that he was the one who started the prelude.

In order not to be noticed by others, Zhou Zhou deliberately turned off the beam of light shining on the piano. In the dim environment, he could only use the light shining on Chu Qiao from a distance to peek at the music score, and if there was a slight mistake, he would play the wrong music. .This is not his home game, no one will give him time to prepare, even if it is just a deep breath.

The elevator rose slowly, and amidst the cheers, the fingers suddenly pressed down, turning out smooth notes, fierce and aggressive, like a lion on the grassland, roaring with its huge mouth open.

As soon as the syllable came out, Chu Qiao felt something was wrong.He is very sensitive to music, and this music team has been with him for seven years.Seven years is enough for him to understand everyone's playing habits, including the feeling.But right now, this familiar tone is played in an unfamiliar way, like a violent giant wave, which is not something any pianist in his team can do.

Chu Qiao looked sideways slightly, the position of the piano obliquely behind was dim, and he could only see the dancing fingers on the keys by the flickering light.But the flowing notes carried a mournful whine, but it was rare to be so similar to the emotion he wanted to express.

"Memories, times that were lost;

At that time, I was infatuated;

Like a star blooming in the dark night;

Looking forward to the beauty at the end of the galaxy;

......"

As soon as the singing came out, it was like a soft yarn, soothing the inner trauma and leading people into another ethereal world.

Play the guitar and change the minor key.Lin Yicheng finally had the opportunity to take a break from his busy schedule to look at the dazzling man on the stage. He lowered his head and caressed Mike, and his faint breathing sounded like musical chords.A granular white mist rose under the spotlight, dreamily entwining the thin man tightly, and the intoxicating singing voice spread to every corner of the venue.

"Love again, cry out at the top of your lungs

Love again, sick and struggling

Love again

Love again, isn't it like you love to be sick?

......"

The sharp low-pitched voice reaches people's hearts, but the high-pitched high-pitched voice is full of explosive power, and the roar that is higher than the previous one is like the high chant of a trapped animal.Lin Yicheng couldn't help but be dragged away by the sound, he pressed the piano keys heavily, just like his turbulent heart, every stroke seemed to ignite the fireworks of life, watching it bloom gorgeous flowers, even his fingers felt aching in protest Especially do not know.

And Chu Qiao on the stage is not the same, he raised his head, Mike's tail pointed directly at the sky, like a shooting star passing through the gap, singing the joy of life with a flash of brilliance, even if he falls into hell, he will burn the last trace brilliant.

Interlude, solo.

Lin Yicheng didn't dare to neglect, the stage lights became darker and darker, he could barely see the notes on the music score clearly, there were fine beads of sweat on his forehead, but his fingers didn't dare to stop at all.

The stage lights suddenly dimmed, and the whole venue was pitch black. Zhou Zhou in the backstage shouted anxiously, "What the hell are you doing with the lights off?!"

The lighting engineer's heart trembled when he scolded him, "But, in the past, only the pianist's light was left here for the sake of effect. If you don't let the piano's light turn on, then you can only turn it off!"

"That's the past! Quickly open it for me!"

Lin Yicheng's heart trembled, he hadn't read the entire music score, and it was pitch black and he couldn't see anything clearly.He can only finish this sentence by feeling, but if the lights are not on for a long time, he doesn't know what the next sentence will be, and what makes him most anxious right now is that he doesn't know how many beats the last syllable of this sentence will take.

Fingers danced, Lin Yicheng closed his eyes, broke out in a cold sweat, and pulled out the last note entirely by feeling.

Pressing down on the keys, the light turned on again, and Lin Yicheng discovered angrily through the light that he missed a beat just now, and the syllable was shortened!

Chu Qiao on the stage frowned, he would never allow such a mistake to happen.This is contrary to his attitude towards music excellence. Perhaps the audience at the scene could not hear the difference in this beat, but it was extremely harsh to his ears, and it was a huge deviation that could be felt almost without deliberation.But as a singer, you have to keep singing no matter what unexpected mistakes happen.

Fortunately, the music team is very professional. Over the years, they have faced big and small embarrassments, as if they didn't notice the mistake of this beat, and then continued.

"Wake up, see through the confusion of the world of mortals;

Sober up, forget the intoxication of the past;

Wandering, stepping out of the dusty night;

Looking back, across the galaxy of the world;

......"

Lin Yicheng finally breathed a sigh of relief, and his tense body slowly relaxed.The singing is from slow to urgent, gradually getting better.

"How can I ask for your forgiveness?

Will tossing and turning every night bring back the good old days?

Has being entangled so far disgusted you?

Can you make me love again?

Forgive me for being terminally ill—”

The treble at the end sang for 12 seconds in two breaths. At the end of the song, screams and cheers almost broke through the venue.

Lin Yicheng had never seen such a warm scene. Although he knew that the applause was not for him, he was ecstatic when he thought of his own power in it.In joy, he turned his head to look at Chu Qiao on the stage, swept away the madness just now, and changed back to that gentle and indifferent look.He coughed lightly away from Mike before saying in a deep voice, "Thank you everyone."

"Ah—" The scream sounded like boiling water smashing through the lid of a kettle.

"God Chu, God Chu, God Chu, God Chu, God Chu..."

One after another, Lin Yicheng's heart couldn't help beating happily amidst the endless shouts. This is the first song they collaborated on, so close at hand, looking at the thin figure Unusual and unrestrained, carrying endless charm, the gods descended to earth.

After shouting for half a minute, Chu Qiao made a "shh" gesture.The fingers stood on the thin lips, which was very sexy.

"I'm not afraid of you cheering and applauding when I sing, because I believe that as long as I speak, I have the power to make the world listen quietly!"

He spread his legs slightly, stretched out his index finger to point at the vast night sky, his baggy clothes hung down, his courage was like a bohemian emperor, confident and flamboyant.

A person, a word, a moment, are so deeply imprinted in my heart, and become the silhouette of time, which cannot be erased.

This was the last sentence Lin Yicheng heard before stepping down from the stage, and it was like this when he turned his head.He raised the corners of his mouth and smiled like a spring breeze.

All beings are thousands of faces, love or not love is only a moment after all.

After that, Chu Qiao sang another ending song to end the concert.The singing seems to be still lingering in the sky, which makes people feel unwilling but can't let go of it for a long time.

When Chu Qiao stepped down, Lin Yicheng had already left by car, riding on the road in a good mood under the moonlight.

"Who is the pianist today?" Chu Qiao asked Zhou Zhou, who was busy with other activities, while removing her makeup.

"Who else can it be, just those few people! It's not like you don't know each other." Zhou Zhou laughed guiltyly, and couldn't figure out why Lin Yicheng refused Chu Qiao's invitation and still sneaked over to help so Big busy but unwilling to let Chu Qiao know.

Looking through the makeup mirror, Chu Qiao looked at the crackling agent behind him who was walking around guiltily, and said for a long time, "I played a wrong syllable today, and the salary will be deducted according to the rules."

"Oh." Zhou Zhou stuck out his tongue behind his back. Even if you want to give someone a salary, they may not be interested in it.