After being told by her mother, Zhou Lanlan looked at Xu Guangling pitifully, as if he was a savior, which was a bit cute.
Xu Guangling smiled and then said to his wife: "Your consideration is right. The current situation of music development in China is indeed not very good, so I don't agree with Lanlan's entrance into the art school."
Zhou Lanlan felt anxious and inexplicably aggrieved for a moment, but then she heard the person opposite continued: "But you can still sing without going to art school. After all, Lan Lan's biggest hobby is probably this.
, it would be a pity to give up.”
"In fact, as long as people still like to listen to music, singers have value."
"So in my opinion, Lan Lan should do whatever she wants, study hard, and then get into a good university. At the same time, she can also fully develop her hobby of singing in her spare time. If she really wants to be able to sing well, she can turn her hobby into a real career.
It’s not a bad idea.”
"But if it turns out that you don't have this ability, then just be a good kid."
"What kind of talent can she sing?" The mother sneered at her daughter, "I haven't even learned it formally. She just sings blindly."
"Well Lanlan, why don't you sing a song and listen to it?" Xu Guangling said, then he saw a fruit knife on the small coffee table in front of him, so he picked it up and handed it to Zhou Lanlan, motioning for her to take it, "
Miss Zhou Lanlan, please start your performance!"
Xu Guangling's affectation made Zhou Lanlan a little embarrassed and made Zhou's mother chuckle.
Looking at her mother secretly, she suddenly looked at Xu Guangling a little cautiously again. Zhou Lanlan bit her lip and really regarded the living room as a small stage. She took the fruit knife and used it as a microphone in her hand, and walked to the slightly empty space in front of the sofa.
place.
The next moment, the little girl bowed to her mother in a serious manner, and then did the same to Xu Guangling.
After straightening up, he put the "microphone" to his mouth:
"Thank you to my favorite mother and seniors for coming to my concert."
Then.
There was no light, no accompaniment, singing a cappella, and the song sounded in the small living room:
Standing alone on this stage
Hear the applause
There is infinite emotion in my heart
"Applause Rings" is one of the twenty-two pieces Xu Guangling previously listed for Zhou Lanlan.
Previously, Zhou Lanlan submitted the first cover to Xu Guangling. This song was one of the two songs that received the highest score from Xu Guangling, and the other song was "We Are All Good Children". Then the second cover,
Zhou Lanlan didn't change much in her performance of this song.
It was formally submitted to him twice.
As for the little girl's own practice singing, she doesn't know how many times she has sung it.
But this time, "standing alone on this stage", Xu Guangling seemed to really hear the emotion in the little girl's singing.
First time, fifty points.
The second time, fifty points.
This time, these first three sentences are sixty points!
After three sentences, the singing paused slightly, and then continued:
How much youth is gone
How many feelings have changed
I still have your love
When she sang this, the little girl's eyes flashed a little brightly, and she bowed slowly and seriously to her mother again.
"This child!" Mother Zhou pretended to be angry.
Xu Guangling noticed her eyes, looking at his daughter. At this moment, the tenderness in them was enough to enchant the whole world.
The singing still continues:
Like the first stage
Hear the first cheers
My tears can't help falling
After many failures
After how much waiting
Tell yourself to be patient
…
Zhou Lanlan sang completely, seriously, and inexplicably emotional, even falling in love.
Xu Guangling and Zhou's mother listened quietly.
Five minutes later, the singing stopped. Zhou Lanlan lowered her eyebrows and lowered her eyes, as if she had lost focus, unconsciously focusing on the "microphone" in front of her.
Xu Guangling raised his hands and clapped gently.
"This child!" Zhou's mother said again, and then gently wiped the corners of her eyes by combing her hair.
"Teacher's wife, what do you think of Lan Lan's singing?" Xu Guangling asked.
"It's numb. It's okay. I can hear it." Zhou's mother said, and then said: "Xiao Xu, I'll go to the kitchen to check the fire. I think the remaining dishes can be cooked."
"Girl, you sang well. Come, sit down and drink tea." Xu Guangling saw that Zhou Lanlan was still standing there as if she had lost her soul, so he helped her to sit down on the sofa.
After two sips of tea, the little girl's soul finally came back.
Then he was embarrassed, but at the same time he looked at Xu Guangling expectantly and said, "Senior, how was my singing? Did I pass this time?"
Did you pass?
Very passable!
It started with sixty points, and then as the singing progressed, Xu Guangling's score got higher and higher, sixty-five points, seventy points, seventy-five points, eighty points...
In the end, Xu Guangling’s overall evaluation of the song was eighty points.
And the best performance among them is 90%!
After singing, the little girl seemed to have lost her soul, because the "soul" was used as a kind of material and thrown into the song during the singing process.
The voice, the emotion, the singing skills.
As far as this song is concerned, what Zhou Lanlan lacks now is just singing skills.
But singing skills can be polished even if you have talent.
"Lan Lan, have you heard of live broadcast?" Xu Guangling asked.
"Senior, I'm not a primitive!" Hearing Xu Guangling ask this, Zhou Lanlan responded, "Not only have I heard of live broadcasts, I also have a live broadcast room!"
Now it was Xu Guangling's turn to be surprised, "You still have a live broadcast room? Have you ever broadcast it?"
Zhou Lanlan was laughing, and her mood at this time had completely recovered from her previous singing, "It was played before. I played and sang, but no one listened. Then I didn't have much time, so I stopped playing."
Xu Guangling shook his head, feeling like a primitive man as Zhou Lanlan said.
If there was no such thing as Guangling Group, he still wouldn’t know that there are mobile food delivery companies such as Meituan and Eleme.
If it weren't for Fang Wenshan who learned about the song "Wu Niang" and then searched for one of its cover singers, "Xiao Yuan", he would not have known there was such a thing as an online live broadcast platform until now.
Earlier, if he hadn't searched for "Hatsune Miku" on domestic websites because of the song "Electronic Angel", he would not have known about two-dimensional websites like AB.
I am indeed a person who is behind the times.
With a slight emotion, Xu Guangling said to Zhou Lanlan: "Do you want to sing the song I wrote?"
"Senior, you want to write a song for me?" Zhou Lanlan's eyes widened instantly, feeling that she was hit by huge happiness, and for a moment she felt a little unbelievable.
"Yes." Xu Guangling said calmly, "You know, I can write songs. Sometimes when I have nothing to do, I will write and write. No one sings the songs I write, and I don't know if they are good or not.
, so I wanted to find someone to sing it.”
"How about it, are you willing?"
"Of course I am willing, I am definitely willing, I am willing ten thousand times!" Zhou Lanlan rushed over from the sofa opposite, hugged Xu Guangling's arm, and then pressed her face against it, with a look of intoxication on her face, "Senior
, you are so good to me!”
"Go, big girl, be more reserved!" Xu Guangling shook his arm gently and shook her away.
"Hehe, I want to tell mom the good news!" Standing up, Zhou Lanlan jumped up and down and ran towards the kitchen.
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