Entertainment 1998

Chapter 107 Chapter 106, Encore

Jiang Feng, yes, this song was indeed written by you.

But even so, I still feel that you can't express the artistic conception of this song. It is majestic, grand, and has a heavy sense of history, which makes fans feel their blood boiling as soon as they hear it!

To put it bluntly, Jiang Feng, you are now like a boy who has just watched a small movie. You are familiar with the whole process and know the whole routine, but you are powerless to pick up your gun when facing the most beautiful woman in the world.

...

Standing quietly on the stage, holding a spear, Jiang Feng recalled what the music producer Zhang Yadong said when recording this song, and immediately smiled.

That’s right, I’m only 20 years old this year. I don’t have enough social experience and understanding of life. It’s really impossible for me to sing out the artistic conception of the song.

But, what if the buddy is replaced by Yang Zaixing, a famous general of the Southern Song Dynasty? !
In the tenth year of Shaoxing, I led three hundred cavalrymen, approached Linying, and encountered tens of thousands of Jin troops at Xiaoshang Bridge. Instead of retreating or fleeing, I charged directly into the battle with spears in hand. Isn't this momentum magnificent?
Our team of 300 people fought a fierce battle with tens of thousands of Jin troops, killing more than Jin soldiers as well as Jin general Wanhu Sababojin and Qianhu soldiers. Doesn't this scene make your blood boil?

But in the end we were outnumbered and died from countless arrows. Later, the Jin army obtained our bodies and burned them, and they found a total of two liters of arrowheads. Do you have a sense of historical weight from such a brutal battle?
Thinking of this, Jiang Feng kicked his right foot upwards fiercely, and the spear that was originally touching the ground flew into the air. Then he held the spear in his right hand, and the spear shook in the air, immediately becoming murderous...

Looking at Jiang Feng on the stage, Zhang Guorong wanted to laugh at first. This kid was quite interesting. In order to make the Hong Kong music scene, which had never been interested in the mainland music scene, remember him, he actually took such an unconventional approach.

Originally, everyone thought he would sing when he went on stage, but he ended up practicing shooting.

Of course, maybe Jiang Feng had another purpose for practicing shooting, which was to attract the attention of the Hong Kong film industry. After all, this area is good at making martial arts action movies, such as Cheng Xiaodong, Xu Ke, Sammo Hung, and Ying Long.

Just as he was thinking, Zhang Guorong suddenly heard Huang Zhan and Hu Weili, who were sitting in the row in front of him, talking.

"Yiqin, what do you think of this child?"

Yiqin is Huang Zhan's pen name. Zhang Guorong knew about this.

"Brother Li, this kid reminds me of someone."

“George Lam?”

"Haha, yes!
When George Lam sang my song "A Man Should Be Self-reliant", he spent two months exercising, doing long-distance running, playing badminton, and even practicing boxing. I asked him why, and said, "Your voice and lung capacity are strong enough."

He said he wanted to practice a kind of posture, um, that is, the spirit, energy and spirit."

Is that right?

Hearing the discussion of the two old men in front, Zhang Guorong, who knew this past event, frowned. But at this moment, he saw Jiang Feng on the stage suddenly stop his movements, put the spear aside, and then the sound of drums sounded.

"Dong dong..."

"I started writing this country

The national bloodline is tens of thousands of miles away

for centuries and six hundred years

The descendants of the dragon have gone through wind and rain

After listening to only two lines of this song, Zhang Guorong felt a sense of the mighty and powerful army.

There was just one thing he didn't understand: why the lyrics said several centuries, 600 years, instead of about five thousand years.

"This central axis of the capital is like a gentleman's unshakable integrity.

The history of the glazed tiles on the Kowloon wall tiles has declined and risen again.”

After hearing the next two sentences, Zhang Guorong understood that Jiang Feng was singing about the Forbidden City, which is almost 600 years old since its construction.

"This dragon scale once fell to the ground with a clang like broken ice

"A piece of scale, an inch of heart, the story is floating, I can't bear to listen"

When Jiang Feng started singing the first few lines, Zhang Guorong still had the leisure to analyze the arrangement and lyrics of the song. After all, this song was written and composed by the kid himself.

But when he heard the chorus, Zhang Guorong suddenly noticed that Huang Zhan, who had been listening to the song calmly just now, actually stood up.

"Damn, that sounds good!"

"Jiang Feng, boy, you sing beautifully."

"It's just that I can't see your face."

Seeing this old naughty boy like this, Zhang Guorong just laughed. He was about to reach out and pull his clothes, signaling him to sit down quickly and not block the people behind him from watching the concert.

But when he turned his head inadvertently, Zhang Guorong discovered that at this moment, everyone around him stood up, raised their hands and clapped the rhythm for Jiang Feng on the stage.

“I am awake
Waiting for reply

Circling the Great Chinese Civilization
I'll write in the past

The vast yellow land of the East

On the stage, Jiang Feng was singing with a sonorous and powerful voice.

Jiang Feng had no skills or singing ability. He rarely used the true and false voice conversion that Zhang Chu and Gao Qi taught him. When he sang, he only used his emotions. I am Yang Zaixing. 800 years ago, I led my brothers to fight bloody battles in this place. Now I see that the common people have clothes to wear, food to eat, and houses to live in...

Worth it!

I feel like my previous life was worth it!

When Jiang Feng sang the chorus again, his emotions gradually calmed down. Only then did he realize that all the 12 fans at the concert at the Hung Hom Stadium were singing the chorus along with him.

"This dragon scale once fell to the ground with a clang like broken ice

I can't bear to hear the story of every inch of my heart.
Raise the destiny of the nation high and revive it again
Traveling around the world in search of dragon scales, the blood of dragons has grown into a forest."

The song is not too long, only 3 minutes and 15 seconds.

After 3 minutes and 15 seconds, Jiang Feng's singing and the band's music stopped at the same time.

Standing on the stage, Jiang Feng wanted to bow to express his gratitude.

At this time, everyone in the concert audience applauded.

"Clap clap clap..."

"Encore, encore!"

"Encore, encore!"

Jiang Feng knew what Encore meant. It was the transliteration of the English word “Encore” and the noun meant asking for another song to be sung.

It was impossible to sing again because this was Wang Fei's personal concert. Thinking of this, Jiang Feng bowed to the four sides of the stage, then waved to everyone and walked directly off the stage.

…………

Off the stage.

Assistant Li Xing was already waiting under the stage.

Seeing Jiang Feng coming over, Li Xing went to greet him and said, "Jiang Feng, you are very successful. Even someone like me who used to be a reporter is usually more rational than emotional. When I hear your singing, my blood still boils and I want to pick up a spear and fight with others."

"Ha ha…"

Jiang Feng laughed, and then the two of them walked through the aisle and headed towards the dressing room, while Li Xing reported as he walked.

"Jiang Feng..."

"Ok?"

“Just now, Sister Hua called me and said that she got the CD sample of your music album “Dusk” and also listened to the Easter egg in this album ~ “Dragon Scales of Heaven and Earth”.

She is very satisfied with this song, and said that with it, if the sales of the album "Twilight" are less than 500 million copies, it will be considered a failure for Maitian Music.

Because once this song comes out, it’s basically a done deal for you to be on this year’s Spring Festival Gala.”

Ok…

Jiang Feng still agrees very much with the viewpoint of his agent Wang Jinghua, because the song "Dragon Scales of Heaven and Earth" is several levels higher than "Great China" in terms of its concept, lyrics, and majestic style. Since "Great China" can be performed on the Spring Festival Gala, then this song can also.

And this is exactly Jiang Feng’s plan.

In this age of rampant piracy, if you want to get your own legitimate music albums to the market in the shortest possible time, you must make full use of the media. Among so many media, the most powerful one is the national television station.

The most popular variety show on national television is now the Spring Festival Gala.

As long as he can bring the song "Dragon Scales of Heaven and Earth" to the stage, there will naturally be no problem with the sales of the genuine album.

Just as I was thinking about it, I arrived at the dressing room.

Jiang Feng pushed open the door of the dressing room and was about to ask Li Xing to help him remove his makeup when he saw a gentle and graceful gentleman sitting quietly in front of the dressing room mirror.

"Jiang Feng, nice to meet you, I'm Zhang Guorong!" Zhang Guorong stood up as Jiang Feng just walked in.

(End of this chapter)