Under the gaze of everyone, Feng Yifeng was a bit stuck. After all, being stared at by dozens of pairs of eyes, if he didn't show off, he would be ashamed of himself. He knew a lot about the popular songs of later generations, and there were many that he could use the piano for.
He played beautiful music, but for a moment, he couldn't remember to use that piece to break the awkward atmosphere at the scene.
Seeing that Feng Yifeng didn't make any move, Teresa Teng thought he wouldn't do it, so she had to come out to smooth things over for him. "It's just a rehearsal now. We'd better use the video tape first. When the official performance is tonight, I think the pianist should be able to come over."
Eric Tsang in the audience was very proud now. He sat there with his legs crossed, puffed away, and followed Teresa Teng's words: "That's right! Don't force it if you don't know it. You are not a professional pianist, and you won't be able to do it."
People will look down on you."
Why do these words sound so ugly? A man wants face and a tree wants bark. As a man, if you lose face in front of your own woman, it really doesn’t make sense. You can only become a plagiarist. Have you ever seen those idiots in later generations who are called beasts?
Do you like to plagiarize? Just use a few famous songs to make yourself proud. "If you don't show some real skills, you will think that I have no skills. Well, today I will show my skills and let everyone enjoy them together."
He sat back in front of the piano again, thought for a moment, took a deep breath, and put his hands on the keys. The melodious sound of the piano sounded again, but as soon as everyone heard it, they realized that it was not the world-famous music they were familiar with, and they had not even heard it.
He had heard of it before, but the music had an attractive charm that attracted everyone at once and did not say a word to stop him.
Focusing everyone's attention on him, Feng Yifeng suddenly sang out: "The love is too deep, and the scars are easy to see; the love is too true, so it is hard to separate; fold a thousand pairs of paper cranes, and form a thousand hearts,
Legend has it that the center and the heart can meet. I can't sleep at night, and the past flashes in and out; my heart aches, and I fall deeper and deeper into you; fold a thousand pairs of paper cranes, and understand a thousand feelings, and the love will no longer be lost after I wake up from the dream. My
My heart has no regrets, it is all for you over and over again; my tears are endless, entangled in the burdens in my dreams and nights; my heart has no regrets, it is all for you over and over again; Thousands of Paper Cranes, Thousands of Paper Cranes
My heart is flying in the wind."
This is the first time he has sung since his rebirth. Although he is not a professional and has not received special vocal training, and it is not as charming as the original singer, when he sang, he kept looking at Teresa Teng and never left her. He really sang.
Real feelings.
After the last line was sung, the piano sound also ended. Feng Yifeng himself was immersed in the music, let alone others. Teresa Teng covered her mouth and looked at this man who seemed a bit strange in surprise. Amin did the same.
Staring at him with wide eyes, Zeng Zhiwei in the audience became even more unbearable. The cigarette in his mouth burned out, and he woke up when his lips were burned. He quickly spit out the cigarette butt and couldn't help but cursed: "Damn, when?"
Xiaofeng can sing now? She can sing quite well, but why haven’t I heard this song?”
"Pa bang bang" applause rang out, not from the stage, nor from the audience, but from a person walking out from behind the stage. Under the leadership of this person, Teresa Teng, A Min, and the backup dancers woke up on the stage.
The girls all responded with the warmest applause, and even Zeng Zhiwei followed suit. He now had to admit that Feng Yifeng was indeed better than him in this aspect, and that was the only point.
"Okay, you sang really well." Feng Yifeng had seen the person who suddenly walked out several times. This foreigner who spoke very pure Chinese was Mr. Smith, the general manager of Teresa Teng's record company PolyGram in Hong Kong. In
He must attend these concerts every time, and Feng Yifeng also met him through Teresa Teng's introduction.
"I didn't expect that Mr. Feng can not only play the piano, but also has a good voice. Are you interested in becoming a singer? Join us at PolyGram. As long as you undergo training, you will definitely be able to occupy a place in the singing world like Lijun in the future. She will become famous.
Sooner or later." In Smith's view, becoming a famous singer is the dream of all young people, and being able to stand on the stage and show off your singing voice is something that many people envy.
Smith looked at Feng Yifeng eagerly. The backup dancers on the stage couldn't help but look at Feng Yifeng with envy and jealousy. They were all waiting for this kind of opportunity, but they were the only ones like this. Teresa Teng and Amin just smiled.
They kept silent, but they knew that Feng Yifeng had a lot of money. They had heard that he had cooperated with others in Taiwan to acquire Haishan Records. If he didn't do it even if he had a boss, would he join other record companies to fight against his own company?
Eric Tsang was even more scornful. Although he didn't know how rich Feng Yifeng was, he could spend tens of millions of dollars to start a film company and a record company without blinking an eye. Why would he still work hard to be a singer?
"I'm sorry! Mr. Smith, I'm afraid you will be disappointed. I have no interest in being a singer at all, not to mention that I am a lazy person. If I don't have time to rest like Lijun every year and fly in the sky all day, I will really
It’s hard to accept.” He didn’t take Smith’s invitation seriously at all, and even said clearly that Teresa Teng had too much work and she couldn’t accept it.
If other people said this, Smith might get angry. What kind of identity do you have? You invited a little-known boy to you, and you still refused. But Feng Yifeng was different. He knew that Teresa Teng did not directly say that Feng Yifeng was her boyfriend.
Friends, but various signs indicate that their relationship has been confirmed. This is different. For Teresa Teng's sake, Smith will not argue with him, but feels it is a pity.
After listening to Feng Yifeng singing, he began to think in his mind that Feng Yifeng and Teresa Teng are boyfriend and girlfriend. This will be exposed sooner or later. Even if he is the manager of the record company, he cannot stop this from happening. But this is not the case.
It is also an opportunity. As long as Feng Yifeng also joins PolyGram, they can be promoted as a couple in the future, and Feng Yifeng will soon become famous. By then, the company will have one more cash cow, and he will be able to work in the head office.
Wherever you have a long face, you are sure to get praise and promotion.
"Oh! It's really a loss for Hong Kong fans, who can't hear your beautiful singing voice. But what's the name of the song you just sang? Who composed it? Why have I never heard it before?"
He was really a record maker, and he quickly set his sights on songs. Feng Yifeng refused to join, and Smith was also very interested in the beautiful song. With his extensive knowledge of Asian singers, he could
To be sure, this song has never been sung by any singer, and this is the first time I have heard this melody.
"The title of the song is 'Thousand Paper Cranes'. As for the author? This..." Now it's difficult for Feng Yifeng. Did he say that this song will appear fourteen years later? The lead singer is still fourteen years old in middle school.
A child? If he said that, he would first be sent to Qingshan Mental Hospital, and then he would be dissected and sliced for study. But if he didn’t say that, how could he say it? He couldn’t say that he had an idea or a flood of inspiration.
He came to me and then composed this song? He is not a god, nor is he a glorious saint. He knows exactly how much he has.
"Thousand Paper Cranes? It's indeed a very good name, and it fits the meaning it represents." Seeing him hesitating, Smith thought there was something unspeakable. "Is it inconvenient to say it? If so, I
I won’t force it. But I like this song very much. If you can meet the original author and recommend it to me, I would like to buy the copyright of this song.”
What Smith said really helped the response. Since you don't doubt that I composed this song, then I don't have to explain anything. If you say that I wrote the lyrics and composed the music, let me keep coming up with my works in the future.
Come on, doesn't that mean he has to keep plagiarizing? Although God has given him the opportunity to plagiarize, if he doesn't take advantage of it, he would be a bit sorry for himself, but he will only use it when needed.
"Definitely, if I see him, I will definitely tell him."
"That's good. You tell him that if there are other good works, I will buy them all. As for the price, we can meet and negotiate slowly. The company will not treat anyone who is capable." Feng Yifeng got it.
After nodding in agreement, Smith said hello to Teresa Teng and left.
After Smith left, Teresa Teng came over and pulled Feng Yifeng aside, asking with deep affection: "Did you compose that song just now? I know you must have composed that song as a gift to me, right?"
"Uh!" When asked by her, Feng Yifeng couldn't help but admit it. "Yes, I have heard an ancient legend. It says that folding a thousand paper cranes with your heart can bring happiness and joy to the one you love.
Good luck. Although I can’t fold paper cranes, I hope I can use a song to fold them.
Express my feelings for you."
Not caring at all that there were many people watching them, Teresa Teng closed her eyes, put her arms around Feng Yifeng's waist, and leaned her head on his chest. "I knew you were good to me, and I was lucky enough to find you.
Please promise me that no matter what happens, you will never leave me."
"I promise you, no matter what happens, I will be by your side and protect you forever." He hugged Teresa Teng tightly and wanted to integrate her into his body.
"Hey, I said you should also pay attention to the occasion. Haven't you seen that there are many singles here? Pay attention to the influence, okay?" An annoying voice sounded, and now Feng Yifeng realized how wrong it was to meet Eric Tsang. This
Bastards always appear at the most inappropriate time and place, and do the most inappropriate things.
"Hey", Teresa Teng lowered her head shyly and did not dare to see anyone. Her fair face was already red to her neck. She was so in love that she was so gentle with Feng Yifeng in front of so many people. How could she go see anyone?
In order to avoid Teresa Teng's embarrassment, Feng Yifeng glared at Eric Tsang. "Let me introduce you to him. This short, fat guy with a hateful face, a foul mouth, and his name is Eric Tsang. He said he was a director, but I don't know if it's true or not."
"I said you don't talk nonsense if you don't know how to introduce me. I will sue you for defamation and slander my reputation. Hello, Ms. Deng, my name is Eric Tsang. I am an old acquaintance of this guy who claims to be handsome and handsome. I am also a very famous person.
"I am a director, and I hope to have the opportunity to collaborate with Miss Deng on the big screen in the future." He emphasized the emphasis on "famous" because he was really afraid that people would not know that he was a director.
Since she is Feng Yifeng's good friend, Teresa Teng of course wants to know her. She doesn't know much about Feng Yifeng's past, and she has only one friend who knows him. It is a rare opportunity to meet his friends in Hong Kong. "Nice to meet you, you and I
Afeng is a good friend, so he should know a lot about his past? He refuses to tell me what happened when he was a child, can you tell me."
The beauty wanted something, and Zeng Zhiwei got it. He squinted his little eyes and said with a smile: "Of course it's no problem. I know everything about him when he was a child, including how he deceived girls, how he got into fights, and how often he went to the hospital for vacations. Everything.
I know everything clearly."
"Oh! Going to the hospital for vacation?"
"Yeah! I got into a fight and got bruises on my body. Of course I had to go to the hospital to recuperate. I don't have to go to school and I can still have people to take care of me. What is this if it's not a vacation?" You are really shameless!
"Pfft, what you said is really interesting. I think you must have had a lot of interesting things before."
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