Chapter 289 Acting
After the high, the instrument stopped again.
The third brother sang: "Brother, you play rock, what's the use of it!"
Li Qingning followed into the suspension cymbals, followed by a period of dense drum beats, under the steady beat of the kick drum, all supporting the bass and rhythm guitar. If you don’t listen carefully, you might just feel that it’s more energetic now than when Meng Zhang Fei and the others were rehearsing, but if you focus on feeling it, you can feel the rhythm brought by the drum rhythm, which makes people feel the urge to follow along.
No wonder Li Qingning said that the drum set is the skeleton of a band.
Drums, bass, and rhythm guitar bring the rhythm very comfortably, and the lead singer is easy to join in, "East is not bright, west is bright
Bask in the setting sun and I will be sad..."
to be honest.
The third brother can't sing well.
What he sang has the flavor of Errenzhuan, but it is still too serious, but the taste is too positive. It can be seen that he has not suffered from diseases such as palace cold, let alone mental illness, and it is not enchanting enough.
When many bands and singers are singing, they often say to the audience: "Come on, get angry", or just, "Let me see your anger". But sometimes, the lead singer is too lazy to be irritable on stage, which makes the audience irritable.
The lead singer has to put himself into his emotions. For example, in this song, the lead singer has to go crazy on stage, and the guitarist next to him is also mentally ill. At this time, it is difficult for the audience to remain indifferent.
However, this is harmless, just correct it later.
Now let's go through it first.
that is-
The onlookers couldn’t stand it any longer, “What is this singing about?”
I don’t know, but I thought those who listened were sick.
The uncle and aunt left with the bench.
There are also a few aunts playing mahjong while taking advantage of the tables, chairs and benches in front of the small theater.
Zhang Zhu also shook his head, "You guys are young now, what are you playing-"
Jiang Yang has been watching Li Qingning.
The big devil is really powerful. While stepping on the kick drum with both hands, he beat the drum with his hands, and the beat was very steady.
Then when the chorus comes, the song is about to enter a climax, and when the emotions are about to rise, her drumsticks rotate with her hands raised, turning like a pen, and when people's eyes are attracted, they suddenly fall from a high place, and the drumbeat Immediately powerful. It entered the climax of Geer both visually and audibly. The movements are handsome and natural, and it has the beauty of big pearls and small pearls falling on a jade plate. Jiang Yang is fascinated. I think this little girl is really handsome playing drums. , I don’t know which one will be cheaper in the future—oh, yes, it will be cheaper for my grandson.
He didn't even look at Zhang Zhu, "Have you finished your summer homework? You're just old-fashioned here."
"ah."
Pain covered Zhang Zhu's face. Being a student was really painful, "Hey, Brother Jiang, help me with my homework."
"Go to the side!"
Jiang Yang refused, keeping his eyes on Li Qingning.
He knows why many people like live bands, and every drum beat can make the apex of the heart tremble.
"I'll give you money."
Zhang Zhu refused to let go, "Brother Jiang, please help me, school starts in three days, I really can't finish this homework! Hey, if you don't want to help me, I will ask my parents to go when school starts! Our head teacher has asked me several times. As for the news about you last time, I probably have a crush on you."
"Are you stupid? With my popularity, your teacher already knew that I am not your brother."
Jiang Yang can't find another mother for his cheap father, isn't that harmful.
His mother has a high status at home.
After all, his father is the one who dares to put sprouted and green potatoes in the pot, and dare to eat soaked fungus for two days.
His mother doesn't cook, and his father will be hospitalized in all likelihood.
"Don't worry, your popularity is not that high."
In today's society, people have to frequently swipe their faces on shows and on the Internet to attract people's attention. If Jiangyang is a family member of a celebrity, don't be too sentimental. As for the author of "The Little Prince", you should rely even further.
Those who don’t hype or run commercials these days~www.mtlnovel.com~ are fans of passers-by.
"You're really not that famous."
Zhang Zhu said.
Zhang Zhu thought about Jiang Yang's words, "Black fans."
"You still want me to do homework for you? Just dream."
Zhang Zhu: "Don't, I'll treat you to braised yellow chicken later."
Jiang Yang: "Pull it down, I can't lose my conscience, go find someone else."
Zhang Zhu thinks that Jiang Yang is suitable, because Jiang Yang's handwriting is particularly good, and the ugly ones are particularly suitable.
Jiang Yang wanted to give her a kick, but he held back and concentrated on watching the performance.
Jiang Yang thinks what Li Qingning said is true. A drummer is really important to a band. The rehearsal just now is different from the band's performance now.
Driven by the drumbeat, the third brother and the others became excited.
The emotion of the singing sounds a bit crazy.
So much so that the aunt who is playing mahjong has the meaning of dancing when she draws and stacks the cards.
Of course, it is also possible to win a card and play a second hand.
He glanced at the side from the corner of his eye, and besides the audience playing cards, there were four or five aunts and uncles beside him—well, one nanny finally remembered his duty, pushed one away, and now there are three left.
"...Persuade the heavens and the earth to persuade myself, forget the mountains and rivers, and I forget my lover..."
The third brother finished singing.
After that is the performance time of musical instruments. The only fly in the ointment is that there is no suona, which makes this ending sound a lot less. But there is no way, Zhang Zhu, the Suona who made a temporary guest appearance, has learned the previous ones, and there is no time to learn the latter ones.
If you want to learn—
I guess I have to help her with her summer homework.
The music ends.
The third brother and the others let out a sigh of relief, and they had to accept that the Great Demon King is worthy of being the Great Demon King, and his name was definitely not blown out. Just the drum set just now was an impromptu addition, not abrupt at all, very stable, not flying, and very Good to drive the whole band.
They can't even keep up a little bit.
Drummers are a scarce resource in the band circle, and there are even cases where two bands share one drummer.
The third brother feels that the level of the Great Demon King just now is enough to be a drummer in any top domestic band.
As for the performance effect—
The third brother is very relieved that there are still two uncles watching them, and they did not leave because they were too noisy. This shows that even though they are not perfect, and these uncles and aunts are not their audience, there are still people who think this song is good .
Moreover, an old man raised his hand and pointed at them: "Okay, okay."
This uncle is quite old, with drooping eyebrows and age spots on his face, but he is still in good spirits. After complimenting him a few times in a row, he greeted his wife who was playing mahjong, "After I die, just, Just invite them! Rejoice!"
The uncle speaks like a Northeast mess.
Uncle felt that at their age, they should be happier.
Don't cry.
Uncle, when the relatives and friends who want to come to dinner hear this song, they will find it very interesting.
The aunt who just won the card: "Every day is out of tune and still happy. Those who don't know think I'm celebrating your death. I think you're waiting for me to die, so please invite me. It's just to celebrate that you made me mad."
The aunt complained to the poker player next to her: "This morning, I thought the food I cooked was not good, so I had to eat fried dough sticks."
The old man with white hair next to him asked the old man with drooping eyebrows: "What are you going to do?"
The uncle with drooping brows and eyes leaned close to his ear and said loudly: "Please invite them for nothing, okay!"
The uncle gave a thumbs up.
The white-haired man thought it was all right, "It's just that the voice is too low."
but-
The white-haired man greeted: "Xiao Zhang, Xiao Zhang."
A man in a suit put down the phone he was shooting, and walked over, "Godfather, I'm here."
The white-haired uncle said: "I, I want to invite them too, remember."
Man in suit: "Good godfather, godfather."
(end of this chapter)