Chapter 20 Those who are pampered are always fearless
Zhou Qingyun also got the tape.
However, what she got was a live recording of Jing Xiaoqiang singing in the dance hall during this period.
These were the best pickup heads and portable recorders the conservatory could find, and as usual the vocal professor listened to the entire performance while he was working.
Of course, experts know the ins and outs.
I was immediately surprised to find that Jing Xiaoqiang showed signs of transformation from his previous five songs a day.
Just as dance hall managers and audio-visual company owners listen to market acceptance, vocal professors only care about changes in singing technique and content.
The change is huge.
Before, Jing Xiaoqiang just relied on his talent and could just sing and get paid.
But the Hong Kong and Taiwan songs were clearly changing throughout the night.
In fact, even the dancers at the scene could hear that Xiaoqiang's singing was very different from the original singer, but they couldn't say it.
When other dance halls cover these songs, they may subconsciously imitate the singing style, pronunciation, breathing, etc. of Hong Kong and Taiwan stars.
Jing Xiaoqiang might have heard it thirty years ago. He only had an impression of the tune but had no idea how it was sung.
He simply used his hoarse voice, immersed himself in it, and performed these songs with a sense of exploring new things.
Well, just like the high-end covers in those singing reality shows later on, they had to reach this level.
Moreover, during the singing process, Jing Xiaoqiang was really making conscious adjustments. This time his voice was hoarse, and next time he would try a clear and clean normal singing voice. This was without exposing his female singing style. He was just comparing the audience's reactions to the two different singing styles and his own control of emotions.
To put it bluntly, Jing Xiaoqiang finally began to experience the joy of singing.
It's a bit like a player.
Zhou Qingyun was surprised. She dropped the work in her hands and immediately went out to the symphony orchestra.
Nowadays, even department leaders and professors live a simple and low-key life, walking briskly across the more than one kilometer long street.
Then he happened to see Lu Xi standing outside the rehearsal hall, carrying a large red and white woven bag and a net bag containing a basin.
Fortunately, it was broad daylight and the orchestra was still rehearsing. If it was after dinner time, I would have been surrounded by my fellow dancers to watch the peep show!
She didn't even change out of her stewardess uniform. She wore a green and white pinstriped shirt tucked into a dark green one-piece skirt. Although it was below the knees, it revealed a section of her black stockings and black mid-heeled shoes.
Even though the sexy element has been suppressed to almost nothing, it’s still a uniform!
The green and white striped shirt collar and the bow tie of the same color are simply perfect for everyday wear.
Her short hair was tied up into a bun at the back of her head, a neat and dignified hairstyle, and she also carried a beautiful small handbag slung over her shoulder.
But shouldn’t such a beautiful stewardess be able to elegantly carry just a high-end suitcase?
She looked like a working girl and a little embarrassed.
When Jing Xiaoqiang was called out by the doorman, his eyes lit up at first, but then he felt shocked inside. It's true that the one who falls into the whirlpool of love first will become humble!
I was determined not to fall into this pit: "You will not get any good results if you do this!"
Lu Xi’s thinking is simple: “Give me the key, and don’t worry about it.”
Jing Xiaoqiang had experienced this Eastern European style before: "If I don't give it to you, are you going to shoot me?"
This can make Lu Xi laugh: "Who said that? Hurry up, I'm so tired. I just got off work and went to the dormitory to get my things. Fortunately, I took a taxi. Look, I also bought a pot and cooked two dishes for you. Oh, yes, I still have to go to the vegetable market. Hurry up, I won't delay you..."
So when Jing Xiaoqiang saw Zhou Qingyun coming, he was like seeing a living Buddha: "Ah, hello, professor!"
Zhou Qingyun looked at the stewardess. She could tell a pinpoint by its voice, but she was even more confused by its person. She didn’t recognize it as the girl in the tight skirt that day. “This… is the girl you sang Between Asleep and Awake that day?”
Jing Xiaoqiang immediately turned around and looked at the rehearsal room in surprise. Are there surveillance cameras these days? !
Zhou Qingyun was satisfied: "That's good. I can hear that you put some emotion into the song. It's good. You need experience to perform well. You are a good girl."
Lu Xi immediately smiled: "Thank you, but I'm not his girlfriend yet. He is very cautious. Are you Xiaoqiang's leader?"
I reject you, is that what you mean?
I don’t want to catch the glutinous rice cake because I think you are not wild enough!
Jing Xiaoqiang was almost depressed to death by this imaginative girl: "Don't treat everything as a relationship like the one you have with your boss in the airline company. Just go back and rest early after get off work. Why bother with me!"
Lu Xi said stubbornly: "Give me the key."
Hmm, hmm, hmm, she was still cautious in the face of such beauty, or maybe this girl was quite sensible, so the boy would not go astray. Zhou Qingyun was very satisfied: "Hurry up and give it to her. Take care of your life so that you can focus all your energy on your career. You still have a lot of flaws when dealing with the bass. Hurry up..."
Professor Zhou was really anxious to urge him on. As someone who was used to teaching students, she treated the 18 or 19-year-old Jing Xiaoqiang like her own child and started to pull him apart directly.
Jing Xiaoqiang saw people passing by on the street looking at the flight attendant from behind. A man on the opposite side bumped into a telephone pole and kept apologizing...
It's impossible to say that I didn't feel secretly happy. I took out the key and handed it over, but found that there was nothing to remind him because there was nothing in the room.
Lu Xi thanked her leader, bowed, and ran away, leaving only the clinking of pots and pans to convey her joy .
As long as you can move forward a little bit, you will be happy to be rejected.
Zhou Qingyun observed Jing Xiaoqiang's expression: "How do you feel?"
Jing Xiaoqiang smiled bitterly: "Such a good girl, why would I mess with her?"
Zhou Qingyun was very surprised by this argument: "Who doesn't like a good girl? You are so young and talented, so a good girl should be a good match for you."
Jing Xiaoqiang wanted to say that an old snake like me was defiled: "You said that my job, dealing with girls every day, isn't it bad enough for good girls?"
Zhou Qingyun thought about it and said, "It seems to make some sense. It's impossible to tell you to ignore it. Being able to sing and dance well is naturally attractive, and you are so outstanding... Alas, there is nothing I can do about it. Many ordinary girls can't understand it. I think it's better that you can think of it yourself. Come on, let's talk about the problem of technical handling. Your problem is that it seems that you can use many techniques easily. Although your breath is a little worse, your voice and ability can definitely keep up. But how to use it just right is up for discussion..."
That’s right, Jing Xiaoqiang really seemed to have practiced everything from Dugu Nine Swords, Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, Nine Yin Scriptures, to Sunflower Manual, but when it came to different songs, he just did whatever he wanted to know about the techniques.
The vocal professor felt that it was a waste of talent!
We must discuss and prescribe the right remedy...
Jing Xiaoqiang also felt like he had found a treasure after hearing this, and of course he would put it into practice when he went on stage that evening.
Zhou Qingyun ate wontons from a roadside stall, listened carefully and corrected the whole process, and discussed with Jing Xiaoqiang how to adjust his mood on the spot when facing a live audience.
The old professor just sat by the stage, listening attentively, analyzing, and observing the audience 's reactions.
Jing Xiaoqiang had so that he would definitely call a taxi to take him back after the singing. However, Zhou Qingyun said it was only a little over one kilometer away, so he could walk back.
Jing Xiaoqiang naturally accompanied him back, and received a lot of advice on the way: "Art comes from life, so how can we give back to life? In this era where everything is about money, how can we find a balance between the two? I think this is also an attempt..."
Of course, the old professor was speaking to an eighteen-year-old young man.
To a rough diamond who has not yet entered college.
Little did he know that Jing Xiaoqiang had experienced this before and just smiled without saying anything.
He no longer cared about these theoretical fogs.
Zhou Qingyun thought he had heard it: "I asked the Drama Academy Admissions Office for you. There are some problems with the procedures, but you can be adjusted and expanded. You should receive the admission letter in the next few days..."
This has been said very implicitly. Jing Xiaoqiang should not be able to get in, whether it is because he did not apply to Shanghai Theatre Academy before the professional exam or for some other reason, but he was squeezed out here!
In the 1980s, 1990s and 2000s, university was the absolute path to changing one’s destiny!
Countless people have been trying their best for this, but it is done easily here. Is this the arrogance of the big boss?
Jing Xiaoqiang was more aware of the scene of desperate struggle on the single-plank bridge in the small county town, and turned to look at Professor Zhou in surprise.
Little did Zhou Qingyun know that she was not showing off, and continued to speak earnestly: "I think art is universal. Stage art can also cultivate your artistic sentiment and develop a comprehensive artistic experience, but I still hope that you will not give up music and singing. The door of the Vocal Music Department is always open to you. You are welcome to study for a master's degree or to audit classes at any time..."
It's just that I love talent so much.
If you have talent, you can be fearless.
Doesn't being super talented mean you can do whatever you want?
