The Young Master Is Fierce Chapter 123: Singing is okay

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When the prelude started, everyone here pricked up their ears. There was nothing but the sound of the piano.

No, there was also the sound of Fu Xiaoguan eating, which was not loud and did not affect other people.

Xue Feifei looked at Fu Xiaoguan again. The young master was still eating. It seemed that he came here just to eat!

After the prelude, Xue Feifei opened her singing voice.

"When will the bright moon come? Ask the sky for wine..."

Fu Xiaoguan just looked up at this time, uh, he sang the lyrics I wrote. Do you want to pay for the printing? ...The singing is not bad, it would be better if he could sing like he did in his previous life.

Xue Feifei finally showed a smile, and the young master was finally attracted by my singing, and then...

Fu Xiaoguan lowered his head to eat again, and also made a bowl of soup.

Xue Feifei is not happy now. Is this person here to cause trouble?

As the leader of courtesans in Beijing, Xue Feifei is extremely confident in her appearance and talents. Whenever she steps into the scene, she will be the focus of all eyes. As long as she shows off her singing voice, She is the king of this place!

But now someone has challenged her authority and hit her self-esteem. This is not taking her seriously!

Xue Feifei's strangeness attracted the attention of some people, and Yan Xiwen realized it. Following Xue Feifei's line of sight, he looked at Fu Xiaoguan.

You foodie... you really want to go to Sifanglou to eat. What’s so delicious about the food here?

Xue Feifei lost her tune, which made her a little embarrassed. She quickly restrained herself and stopped looking at Fu Xiaoguan.

Fu Xiaoguan didn’t know, and he didn’t understand. Now he was full, so he raised his head, hey, what are you looking at me doing?

He collided with the eyes of those people one by one. Those eyes were full of dissatisfaction with him. I just want to have a meal. How can I provoke you?

Zhang Wenhan took a look, and sure enough, this guy seemed to be causing trouble again.

Xue Feifei tried her best to calm down and not be disturbed by the man. She played the piano with her delicate hands and danced with it. Her long sleeves were graceful and her figure was as graceful as a fairy.

Fu Xiaoguan thinks this dance is very beautiful, just like the figures in the Feitian mural in Dunhuang.

"Turn to the Zhu Pavilion, look down at the Qi household, and the light will make you sleepless..."

The singing started again, melodious and melodious. Those eyes had already left Fu Xiaoguan and all fell on Xue Feifei.

The moment Xue Feifei looked back, she glanced at Fu Xiaoguan from the corner of her eye. Fu Xiaoguan was looking at her with a smile on his face. This is right, this is how he looks like a man - all men in this world are It was the same, Xue Feifei raised her neck proudly, the music of the piano and the singing sounded in unison, her dance became softer, and her body slowly swayed like a weak willow supporting the wind.

"May we live forever and share the beauty of the moon thousands of miles apart..."

As the last line of lyrics came out, the sound of the piano gradually became fainter, and Xue Feifei stood holding the piano, with lingering sounds lingering on the beam.

This is the charm. Everyone is fascinated by the music and is savoring the beautiful charm. Unexpectedly, a voice comes: Good! very good!

Fu Xiaoguan applauded and applauded, and then he looked... Hey, are these people stupid? This woman is good at singing and dancing. Why doesn't anyone applaud?

Zhang Wenhan slapped his forehead, and such a wonderful atmosphere was interrupted by this guy. This is really weird!

Everyone looked at Fu Xiaoguan again, who the **** is this? Do you understand the music? Do you understand and appreciate it?

Xue Feifei suppressed the anger in her heart and walked towards Fu Xiaoguan.

"Young master, do you think the little girl is not good at shooting?"

Fu Xiaoguan was stunned, "No, it's pretty good."

"Does the young master think that the little girl can't sing well?"

No, I’m applauding you. How can such good intentions be treated like a donkey’s liver and lungs?

"I can sing pretty well."

Damn, this guy has such a loud voice!

Fang Wenxing felt unhappy. Xue Feifei was the number one singer in Beijing. This water-melody song was composed by the Hu family. It was also one of Xue Feifei’s hit songs. This guy actually rapped pretty well. !

Xue Feifei was also stunned. It had been two months since he first sang this water tune. Every night it was one of his repertoires and he had received praise from countless people. He actually said it was okay. !

It's just okay!

"So, how do you think this song should be sung well?"

Are you trying to test me?

Fu Xiaoguan didn’t know anything about music, so he just tried to make it sound pleasant to his ears, but he still laughed and said: "You don’t understand the meaning of this poem. This poem is about the poet talking to the moon while drinking on the Mid-Autumn Festival night. ”

Fu Xiaoguan stood up as he spoke. Yan Xiwen and others knew that this poem was written by him. At this moment, he actually wanted to talk about his thoughts when he wrote the poem, so they listened attentively.

"When will the bright moon come? Ask the blue sky for wine." Fu Xiaoguan picked up the wine glass on the table and slowly raised it, "I don't know what year it is in the palace in the sky. This is the inner movement of the poet at this moment. At this time, the poet's heart is quite I was melancholy, so I asked the sky. I wanted to ride the wind back, but I was afraid that it would be too cold up there. The poet was already drunk and wanted to go up there, but he felt that the bright moon was too far away and it was very cold up there. The poet's mood is contradictory, he wants to fly but doesn't dare. It should be reflected in the singing, which should be repeated a thousand times, rather than singing loudly."

"Xiaque mainly writes about the emotion of parting. This emotion is low. The poet asked about the moon. People have joys and sorrows, separation and union, and the moon waxes and wanes. This matter is difficult to complete in ancient times. This is the result of asking about the moon. This result is of course Not beautiful, but then there is hope that people can share the beauty of the moon for a long time. This is the poet's longing in the heart, even if we are thousands of miles apart, we can enjoy this beautiful moon together."

"I personally think that the poet of Shangque is drunk and very courageous. He wants to ask the sky and fly to the moon. He should show a wild and uninhibited flavor in his singing. When the height is too cold, the tune should be turned down. , because he is afraid, he dances to find out how the shadow seems to be in the world. This sentence is the rhyme of Shangque. The poet dances with wine, and he feels as if he is no longer in this world. So how should he express it in the song? I think the dancing here should be free and easy, while the singing should gradually fade away."

"That's about it, but you've already sung it well, and composed the song well. If you drink more wine and sing it again, it will probably be even better."

Fu Xiaoguan's eloquent comments not only shocked Xue Feifei, but also calmed down all the guests on the three floors.

Who the **** is this?

That seems to make sense!

Dong Shulan looked up at Fu Xiaoguan, her eyes full of tenderness.

It turns out that he was drunk when he wrote this poem. It turns out that what he was thinking about was that he and I were enjoying the same moon thousands of miles apart.

Our eyes will meet on that moon, and this is watching each other.

At this moment, Hu Qin and everyone came out.

She looked at Fu Xiaoguan with a smile on her face.

"You are Fu Xiaoguan!"

She didn't ask, but affirmed.

Fu Xiaoguan also laughed, took a step forward, and saluted respectfully: "Hello everyone, Hu!"