Chapter 59: Lady

Chapter 59 Lady

Jiang Yang thinks this place is very good.

But it’s all good, but communication is troublesome when shooting in this place.

Zhou Hao told Jiang Yang not to worry. He grew up here. The shops along the street are all neighbors and friends. It only takes one sentence to borrow their place to shoot an advertisement. He pointed to the audio store not far away: " Did you see that, that was driven by my brother?"

He said he would take Jiang Yang over to pay homage to the pier.

The decoration of this audio store has the feel of twenty years ago. It is a small facade with photos on the top and yellow-backed billboards on the left and right like couplets. On the left is the category sold: square dance audio and home theater. , Internet celebrity, outdoor and other audio, it can be said that throughout the past and present, there is everything; on the right is a dense number of audio brands.

As soon as they arrived at the door, they heard someone making a noise inside.

“What is this song about? It sounds so awkward.”

"This song is awesome, isn't it? The unreasonable harmonies and chords, the unreasonable melody and rhythm, and the unreasonable instrumentation are so weird. I'll leave it at that. Those who don't like this song are just personal preferences. But those who say this song is not good definitely have no appreciation level."

“I agree! The guitar during the transition of this song actually uses the pipa **** technique. It’s so **** awesome. Just this song, I will be a fan of the Big Devil from now on.”

Zhou Hao spoke outside the door, "The last time you heard "Until Death Do Us Part", didn't you say you were a fan of the Big Devil?"

He went in first.

Jiang Yang is behind.

There are two speakers on the left and right of the store entrance, which is suddenly made even narrower by the small facade.

Jiang Yang almost touched him when he entered.

The man in the store just said that the man in the bunker had a short haircut. He was the owner of the audio store. He greeted Jiang Yang, "Oh, buddy, be careful. You can't afford to pay for it if it gets damaged."

Zhou Hao introduced them to them, "You are the young boss of my company. Don't talk about your lousy stereo. You just destroyed the store. Everyone can afford to pay for it."

Jiang Yang squeezed in. The store was quite small. "I'm sick. I smashed other people's stores."

“Exaggeration, a rhetorical device, do you understand?”

Zhou Hao introduced three more people in the store to Jiang Yang.

The boss of Liu Cun is Hao Ren, an audiophile. The speakers at the door cost 100,000 yuan to listen to. However, for the sake of business, he also sells square dance speakers. It can be said that the speakers in this small audio shop are hidden.

As for becoming a fan of the Big Devil just now, he has long hair and earrings in his ears. His nickname is Pao Pao, and he is the owner of a nearby bar. He also likes to play guitar, and he has a guitar in his hand.

The last one was the brother who said "It sounds awkward". He had just had a bald head and his hair was still stubble. He was the brother who introduced Tang Bo and the advertising actors yesterday to Zhou Hao. Zhou Hao called him " Liu'er", he opened a casting studio.

Hao Ren asked: "Is this the talented person from your company you are talking about?"

Liu'er thinks Jiang Yang is quite handsome, "Are you interested in becoming an actor?"

Sometimes some film crews will specifically recruit some good-looking special characters, who are required to be both handsome and tall. Liu'er thinks Jiang Yang is particularly suitable. Chu can be photographed even without speaking. If people like him, he may be a special character. You can also develop into a star.

“Thank you, but I never thought about becoming an actor.”

Jiang Yang refused.

Zhou Hao also asked Liu'er to go aside, "It's so unethical to pull someone in front of me."

It doesn't matter to him, "Be careful if his wife buys your company."

He is a lesson learned from the past.

Hao Ren said that Liu'er couldn't ask for more, "As for his shabby company, which is half-dead, it depends on you for business."

Zhou Hao asked his brothers what they were arguing about just now, "You guys don't go to work early in the morning, so you are just fooling around here."

"Why!"

Hao Ren's eyes lit up and he became interested. He asked Liu'er and Paopao to stop talking, "Mouse, how do you like this song?"

He had a stereo at his hand, and the music started playing quickly.

The intro was a guitar, and Jiang Yang couldn't understand the difference between classical and folk playing styles. The rhythm sounded familiar to him. When Jiang Yang was recalling it in his mind, one sentence after another popped out, "Madam, Madam still breaks a branch every day." Yangliu, where are you..."

"Depend on!"

Jiang Yang stood there blankly, his eyes wide open.

This is Tian Wang’s earliest Chinese style “Lady”.

The voice coming from the speaker was Li Qingning's. There was no way he could have heard it wrong. But at this time, Li Qingning's voice had a strange charm, so that Jiang Yang felt strange. Her voice, or the way she pronounces the lyrics, becomes an instrument in itself, moving with the rhythm of the song. This is deeply rooted in the true legacy of Zhou Tianwang. Many people feel that they are listening to a foreign language when listening to Zhou Tianwang's songs. This intuition is right. Specifically for this song, he is different from the common melody that follows the lyrics and tones. Instead, he treats the voice as an instrument in the arrangement and follows the melody. If the lyrics don't work, he will tear them apart. Destroy it, and then follow the melody.

 Li Qingning's voice is a bit cold and distant. He does not deliberately sensationalize but uses singing and melody to create the feeling of desolation, loneliness, waiting and loneliness, and even despair created by the lyrics.

Jiang Yang didn’t understand it before, but after hearing it more, he found it interesting. Now when I hear Li Qingning's cover, that kind of surprise that is different from before emerges again. Is this still the wife he just separated from this morning?

This voice.

He was thinking that he would have to reduce some of the fun when sparring after returning. Protecting his throat was the most important thing.

"At the end of the world, I am weather-beaten, lonely, and timid about my hometown. I send red beans for my love, and I send red beans for my love, drifting helplessly in the sea of people..." Li Qingning just sang out in one breath, and Hao Ren couldn't help but slap the table behind the counter. "Holy shit, shit, shit! That's awesome!"

However, when the song ended, Zhou Hao blinked and said, "It sounds weird. Isn't it that good?"

Store owner Hao Ren was heartbroken: "Don't you think this melody and lyrics are good?"

The guitar-playing Pao Pao then felt sad, "The harmony, the guitar playing and the arrangement are amazing, okay? It's a shame we're still too small. The gap between you and me is too big."

"agree!"

Hao Ren and Bubbles high-fived.

Zhou Hao felt that they were indeed inferior to these two in terms of pretending to be thirteen. Liu'er agreed and they high-fived.

“You two businessmen are vulgar.”

Hao Ren asked Jiang Yang what he thought.

Jiang Yang thought for a while, "It sounds good. The people who wrote the lyrics and composed the music are awesome."

 Hao Ren and Paopao agreed. Hao Ren was thinking: "This is playing music. Who is this anonymous person? He is a great talent."

Zhou Hao curled his lips, "I don't like it anyway, it sounds too weird."

“Okay, this anonymous person loves so and so.”

He took out his mobile phone, "Since everyone is here, let's-"

Everyone looked at him and wanted to hear what he had to say. Zhou Hao said, "Let's play a game."

“Uncle!”

The three people took out their mobile phones in unison.

Jiang Yang thought that the boss had already played, so there was no reason for him not to play. But before playing, Hao Ren turned on the stereo at the door and played the song "Lady" on a loop, "This is the most exciting to play."

(End of this chapter)

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