Jing Xiaoqiang didn't want to show off.
For example, for stars of Messi and Ronaldo's level, is it necessary for them to show off their skills in front of the Chinese team?
It is enough to clock out safely and complete the task.
So as to avoid angering some troublemakers.
So he thought his singing was just average.
But he has a problem. When he sings this kind of song, his whole body has to move.
Hudelsohn, the leading actor and major supporting actor in many Broadway musicals, and an advanced worker, has the habit of singing and dancing.
Jing Xiaoqiang sang "Lambada" and "Gangnam Style" in the dance hall, sounding sexy at the front and wild at the back.
"I Do it for You" is a little more gentle, holding the microphone and pretending to be deeply involved and singing an aria, which is considered to be a bit reserved.
"Does your mother know" is pure flirting.
When I sang for the first time, I danced and teased Lu Xi, saying, "Does your mother know that you came to play with me?"
Recently, singers from Beyond have started jumping around with guitars and basses on their shoulders.
This is a singing and dancing habit that came from Hudelson.
So when Jing Xiaoqiang performed this song, he couldn't help but jump up and down.
There was no microphone in the rehearsal room, which gave him free up his hands. During the symphony orchestra's prelude, he stood with his legs apart, lowered his head, and gently trembled his heels to the rhythm.
This is also a standard habit for a singer and dancer.
When the time came, the moment I raised my head, my spirit and energy were different: "Look at me, I am covered in oil, but my heart is still in the blue sky."
There is a huge difference.
The one just now was singing, and this is performing, the all-round kind.
It was as if the loose sportswear was stained with oil.
He had a broad and sturdy figure, and seemed to be holding tools in both hands.
He waved his hand casually: "Look at that, the silver war eagle, it also represents my passion flying."
The song is a narrative, full of proud and heroic emotions.
Don't look at me as just a ground mechanic.
The war eagle in the sky is also my partner.
The emotions interspersed in the song fill up instantly like a gas pump!
Everyone here is an expert in singing and dancing who has been immersed in it for many years, and yet they all feel like taking a half step back to avoid feeling the blinding light!
I was even more impressed by the loud yet natural control of the voice!
It seems, well, it seems just like the cheerful picture in the song: I have a chicken in my left hand, a duck in my right hand, and a fat baby on my back, yeah, yeah, yeah...
is it hard?
It’s not difficult to say, just a combination of singing and dancing.
Isn’t it difficult?
Just give it a try and you will know, even with singing, dancing, breath, vocal resonance, everything will increase in difficulty exponentially.
Just not being out of breath will eliminate 99 percent of the people.
Jing Xiaoqiang just threw his hands open and closed like he was doing a Yangko dance:
“From the day I put on the uniform.
This is my battlefield.
I want to hear every roar of the engine;
I need to be familiar with the starting and stopping of each blade;
Every tool helps me sharpen the edge of my sword!
That’s right, I am also a sky god flying in the blue sky!
Because of the silver war eagle.
My passion is also soaring..."
This small auditorium, which previously followed the Soviet architectural style, also incorporates some of the acoustic requirements of European opera houses.
For example, the wavy shape of the walls on both sides facing the stage, and the fragmented texture of the walls, we did whatever people asked us to do.
In fact, the main purpose was to transmit the sound from the podium to every corner in an era without electric audio.
Therefore, authentic operas do not have microphones. They all rely on Pavarotti's muscular body to reflect the sound after the resonance of the chest cavity and then use the architectural features of the opera house to diffuse it to everyone's ears.
It guarantees that no matter you are sitting in the front or back, you can hear the music comfortably and vividly.
So now the members of this small art troupe were shocked.
Looking closely at this big guy, he was singing with ease and swaying left and right with his gestures.
You can definitely feel the happiness and pride in the expression on his face.
Even though he always keeps a slightly exaggerated smile on his face like a gymnast, it is very contagious and shows the little bit of arrogance that although I haven't gone to heaven, it's all thanks to me to go to heaven.
Some of the dancers who were standing further away couldn't help but sway to the rhythm.
The soldiers in military uniforms who were standing next to the singing stage couldn't help but clap their hands to keep the rhythm.
Only the fat member who was singing had sweat all over his face and kept wiping his sweat.
Jing Xiaoqiang still felt that he had tried his best to restrain himself, and he didn't even really sing the high note at the end, but he got close to demonstrate to others before asking, "Do you feel it? My voice is very loud, please bear with me..."
It's the kind of control that is unbelievable.
I clearly saw the car speeding at a speed of 200 kilometers per hour, but it was able to stop easily without even having inertia. And you still ask if it's big, oh, I mean, if it's fast.
This simply violates the laws of physics.
For a voice that can really sing the Queen of the Night's aria, singing this kind of song is about as difficult as humming a nursery rhyme.
Before the sweaty member could react, the others had already applauded enthusiastically.
Everyone understood this, and realized that this was a peak that they could never reach at their level. It was just as the masters of the Shaolin Temple's Bodhidharma Hall came out to the Zhenyuan Escort Agency to show off their skills.
Looking at Jing Xiaoqiang's body shape at this time, everyone also thought that he must have the body shape resonance of a tenor.
I even think that he is a top master who practices strange and unusual skills.
It was very exciting, and the young singers and dancers who rarely left the art troupe were the most excited.
It turns out that this is what the masters from outside are like.
Jing Xiaoqiang was still a little puzzled: "Are you okay? Why are you sweating so much?"
Isn't it just a song?
He majored in scenery painting and now majored in makeup. He has never experienced the cruelty of the singing major.
Stage scenery is everywhere. If you can't go to the National Grand Theatre, you can go to the Shanghai Grand Theatre. If that doesn't work, you will need it at every cinema.
There is no bottom line when it comes to makeup, it’s only as hard as reaching the top.
But if you are not good at singing, it means you will lose the opportunity to perform on stage.
You can't get on stage anywhere.
But it doesn't have to be like this.
Jing Xiaoqiang also comforted him: "Your vocal talent is still good, but you have been singing in this style for a long time and it has become fixed. If possible, find opportunities to expand in various directions and styles."
The singers, who were about the same size as him but whose bodies were mostly made up of fat, smiled bitterly.
Sure enough, a new round of applause came from the door of the rehearsal hall. Everyone here looked over and immediately stood still.
The discipline of the art troupe is unmatched by anything outside.
Mother Lu and two other soldiers who looked like leaders came over, clapping their hands and saying, "It's really good, it's really good, it immediately raised the level to a huge level!"
"It has to be you!"
Jing Xiaoqiang was just about to modestly say that his rap was just average and there were many music schools, but when he saw the last four words, he immediately looked at his mother-in-law. Oh, no, it was Lu Xi's mother. What did that mean?
Mother Lu smiled meaningfully: "I think this is the best way to go to the grassroots, to the soldiers, and to the company, right?"
The square-faced leader who looked more serious nodded heavily: "Even a layman like me can hear it. Xiao Chen, you still have a lot to learn. What is the meaning of our art troupe? What is the meaning of this song? What is the meaning of the ground crew's hard work day after day preparing for war? You must first solve this ideological problem before you can comprehensively improve your professional level."
Another person told him in a crosstalk: "This is Comrade Jing Xiaoqiang, a strong and capable person. Very good, very good. I hope you can remember the glorious mission of our art troupe, work hard, stay close to life, and complete this mission well!"
Jing Xiaoqiang didn't dare to say a word. Isn't it my job to teach you how to sing this time?
But I dare not say it or ask.
So he just shook hands, without nodding or saying okay, although he knew it was futile.
Because Mother Lu immediately gave him his first task: "This Saturday, go to the company and perform this song for the frontline soldiers. Can you do it?"
That’s right, the purpose of the art troupe’s existence is to enrich the cultural and entertainment life of grassroots companies and to cheer them up. This is a fine tradition inherited from the War of Liberation to the War to Resist U.S. Aggression and Aid Korea.
The more humanity is eroded and the conditions are extremely difficult, such as on the battlefield, the more singing, dancing and entertainment can bring light and hope.
Including drama academies played this role during those war-torn times.
Now the main task of the art troupe is of course to bring songs and laughter to military camps at the ends of the earth, otherwise life in the camps would be too boring.
The former Pingjing Drama Academy graduate certainly understood this principle and was not disgusted at all. He nodded and said, "No problem..."
The leaders all smiled with satisfaction.
"But what does this mean? I can perform for the troops for free. They are guarding the border and we provide cultural and entertainment support. This is our honor. We can do it as many times as we want. But I am a student at the drama academy, not a member of the art troupe. There must be an explanation for this."
Of course, I only asked this question when I came downstairs and faced Lu's mother alone.
At this time, it is shown again that it is easier to talk if there is some personal relationship.
Mother Lu fished out a red book from the four pockets of her officer uniform and handed it to her: "I've got you a student certificate for the cultural troupe. From now on, you'll be our non-staff singing expert."
What?!