Entertainment 1998

Chapter 263 Chapter 262, Come
“The cicadas are chirping in the autumn”

puff…

When Jiang Feng sang the song "Blind Man", Guan Xiulin felt like laughing after hearing the first line of lyrics, which made her feel mocked. She was already quite angry.

When mainlanders come to Hong Kong Island, their Mandarin is already unsophisticated enough and they are often looked down upon by the locals, who call them mainlanders behind their backs. But this guy actually sang in dialect.

What's more important is that the lyrics are incomprehensible.

He rolled his hands into a trumpet shape and put them to his mouth, wanting to lead the crowd in making a fuss, "Jiang Feng, can you sing or not? If you can't sing, just get off the stage right away."

But after listening to a few more sentences, Guan Xiulin suddenly stopped wanting to scold Jiang Feng.

"I'm at the pavilion
It just rained

What’s wrong with me? I can’t drink.”

how to say?

Although I couldn't understand what Jiang Feng was singing, his voice, or the artistic conception created by his voice, made people conjure up such a picture in their minds.

The cicadas are chirping in the autumn. A blind man wearing a coat, a top hat and sunglasses on his nose is standing quietly in the pavilion, listening to the sound of rain outside.

At this time, a black-sailed boat floated over in the small river beside the pavilion. The boatman wearing a straw hat and a straw raincoat came out of the cabin, saw the blind man in the pavilion and asked.

"Would you like to take a boat?"

"If you're on a boat, get off quickly."

Hearing the sound, the blind man wanted to walk down the stairs to the river, but when he extended his guide stick, he still could not sense where the next step was.

So the blind man could only wave his hand in the direction where the boatman's voice came from, and said with a wry smile:
"no need."

As soon as this scene came into Guan Xiulin's mind, two lines of tears welled up from her eyes.

Isn’t this blind man me?

……

"I said Lafen

Speechless

What's wrong with me? I can't speak.
I'm going to say go

The thousand-mile smoke wave

Ah, the sky is so dark and huge."

No matter if they are writers, music composers, directors, actors or painters, as long as they are engaged in art, they are particularly emotional.

Because if you want to create good works, you must first move yourself, because only when you move yourself can you move others.

Among these artists, Wang Fei thinks that he is the most emotional. In life, it's okay. He can be independent and will confront others if he doesn't like something.

But when it comes to appreciating works of art, such as watching a movie, a play, or listening to a song like now...

As long as the song can touch her soft heart, Wang Fei will cry unconsciously.

I was just talking about Blind A Bing with director Wong Kar-wai, and Jiang Feng ended up singing a song called "Blind Man". Coincidentally, when Wang Fei heard Jiang Feng's singing, she immediately thought of Blind A Bing.

Wearing old clothes, a pair of sunglasses, and carrying an erhu on his back, he walks through the streets. With a wave of his hand, he plays the vicissitudes of life.

Even when he was in the most impoverished moment, even though he was already one of the "lowest class" looked down upon by the society at that time and could not see anything, A Bing still tried his best to maintain his dignity.

Every time Ah Bing went out to perform, he was dressed in a long gown, which was old but had no patches, and sunglasses covered the deep eye sockets caused by syphilis...

……

"I'm going to leave
The thousand-mile smoke wave

Oh, the sky is so dark and huge

"That's the one we're talking about."

At the beginning, when singing "Blind Man", Jiang Feng was teasing Guan Xiaolin a little bit. Didn't you cause me some trouble?
Say you are my girlfriend.

Well, now I will use the song to mock you for being blind. You had a great hand, but you messed it up like this.

But as he sang, Jiang Feng began to cry.

He simply forgot the original purpose of singing this song. He was using the Zhijin dialect of Guizhou Province to tell everyone about his life. Well, no, to be precise, it should be the life of Blind A Bing.

When he was 8 years old, he was wandering on the streets and was taken back to the Taoist temple by his biological father Hua Qinghe. Because he was an illegitimate child, A Bing could only call his father "Master".

Perhaps out of guilt, Hua Qinghe almost always granted the young A Bing's requests. No matter what A Bing wanted, he tried his best to satisfy him.

Therefore, A Bing, who had been interested in music since childhood, learned to play many musical instruments such as drums, flute, erhu, pipa, etc. under the guidance of his father.

It must be said that A Bing's talent was amazing. Under his father's instruction, he learned the complex and varied Sanskrit sounds at the age of 16 or 17, and was proficient in blowing, pulling, playing, beating, singing, and chanting...

……

"Clap clap clap..."

As the last guitar note fell, warm applause broke out in the bar. Even some blond-haired and blue-eyed foreigners who couldn't understand Chinese at all were giving the stage a thumbs-up crazily.

"Good!"

"Very good!"

"Can you sing it again? I love this song. It's so sad, it reminds me of my father back home, who often stands alone by the river!"

Understanding what the foreigner meant, he hoped to listen to the song again so that he could remember his poor father who was far away in his hometown.

But Jiang Feng did not agree to him. He bowed slightly to the audience below the stage, waved to everyone politely, handed the guitar back to the resident singer, then walked down from the stage and returned to where he had been drinking.

"A Feng, awesome!

Although I don’t understand what you are singing, the artistic conception you create with your singing has me deeply fascinated.”

"Thank you for the compliment, Brother Zong!"

The first person to stand up and hug Jiang Feng was Zhang Guorong, and Jiang Feng immediately thanked him.

"Jiang Feng, let's do this.

Come to my In the Mood for Love crew, I will help you find a role. Your song really touched me, even more than the scene you filmed for me two hours ago on the set. "It was very rare that Wang Jiawei actually took off his 'iconic' sunglasses, causing Jiang Feng to almost fail to recognize who he was.

However, when he saw the corner of his eyes, Jiang Feng instantly understood that his singing had entered his heart.

"Director, to be honest, I really want to work with you, but at this point, I'm afraid I can't agree to your invitation.

Because my recent schedule is full. "

"Jiang Feng, what song is this? Can you sing it for me?" Yehenara Ying is well-known in the industry for her loud voice. Even with a cigarette in her mouth and only half of her mouth open, her voice is still loud, attracting many people to look over here.

"Didn't I just say it? The Blind Man."

Jiang Feng shook his head and smiled.

"Sister Ying, it's not that I reject you, it's that you simply can't sing the mood of this song."

"Well, no, Jiang Feng, you don't let me sing, how do you know I can't sing..." Yehenara Ying was a little anxious and wanted to pull Jiang Feng with her hand, but as soon as her hand was stretched out, it stopped immediately.

Because at this moment, she suddenly saw that Wang Fei, who had been sitting on the chair just now, had stood up, first put her arms around Jiang Feng's waist, and then kissed him fiercely with her red lips.

groove…

Show affection and die quickly!

Yehenala Ying cursed fiercely in her heart, then turned her head to Xie Tingfeng, who was sitting next to her and was a little shy.

Well, come on, sister will love you too!

(End of this chapter)