44、Life is like dust

Miss Saigon" is a popular piece that was performed on Broadway only last year, and not many domestic ones even listen to it behind closed doors.

  But the piano playing under Jing Xiaoqiang's fingers is obviously much more exquisite than just now ...

  After all, the opera repertoire for Antonio, can remember the score is good, but is known as one of the four classic opera in recent history, "Miss Saigon", he really played are going to vomit.

  This is the fucking original and authentic, Jing Xiaoqiang himself felt the state rubbing off on him.

  Countless souls are leaping in the body, Alex to conduct, Larson to beat the drum, Antonio hold them down, this is only the piano ah, Houdelzon has a whole suit walked on stage ...

  Miss Saigon" is actually a song and dance adaptation of "Madame Butterfly", and even the plot is similar, only to change with the times to the Vietnam War to the Viet Lan's Citi GI's to start a mess, profoundly revealing the hypocrisy and ruthlessness of capitalism.

  The song "Bui-Doi" is a chorus of numerous illegitimate children of GI's. The title of the song translates to "Dust of Life".

  The children born to GI's and prostitutes are the dusty, humble creatures.

  With their obvious mixed-race looks, they are not recognized in either country.

  Jing Xiaoqiang surprisingly relied on his broad chest resonance, and deep American vocal underpinnings, to simulate a good bunch of chorus mixes from the first line, a very quiet whisper kind of entry, and then quickly plucked up to a high pitch within four dozen words!

  God, for those who have never heard this song before, goose bumps will explode all over!

  Even if you don't know English, you can hear the violent transformation from humility to anger!

  Jing Xiaoqiang felt that all souls were trembling!

  Maybe everyone hadn't worked together like this for a long time and was in great shape!

  "They are called Bui-Doi"

  "The dust of life ..."

  "Conceived in hell and grown in war!"

  ...

  The fierce and high-spirited aura made the hall music academy, all like the Baju High School back then.

  Countless people opened their classroom and office doors gently in surprise, probing to listen to where the subtle but life-affirming song was coming from.

  And the teachers and sisters who were originally sitting scattered in the teaching and research room have involuntarily stood up because they all felt that abundance of emotions spreading!

  It's growing like crazy!

  The chorus was only a few lines long, and the vocals were suspended.

  The previously unremarkable piano aggravated prelude, with just a few notes, surprisingly presents an epic solemnity!

  The solo begins, an indictment of the war, a nightmare that cannot be shaken off after the end of the war, leaving a trail of chicken feathers.

  The precise and clear English bite, thick as the sound of gold and stone baritone, and even added a little bit of Jing Xiaoqiang has been a little bit skilled raspy smoke voice.

  It's like reading a war indictment, those abandoned children, those byproducts of war, can't be forgotten ...

  Cabaret is characterized by singing and acting, like a stage play with lines!

  So Jing Xiaoqiang only left the left hand to play the chords, the right hand driving both like in the performance of arm waving, but also like Alex in the beat.

  One person, put a bunch of fucking people do.

  Zhou Qingyun, on the other hand, changed her joined hands to cover her mouth, full of tears.

  This is Broadway's most famous tear-jerking singing, live performance when the regularity of the whole audience tears.

  The human nature of compassion for the weak, respect for life, let people infinite sorrow.

  Jing Xiaoqiang, on the other hand, is completely in the soul, and finally ends in the long voice of "Our children ...".

  There were already a lot of people outside the teaching and research room.

  Yu Shufan and the others confirmed that they were the luckiest ones to witness such a wonderful performance.

  When the heavy notes fell, they hurriedly applauded.

  Bringing a big applause outside too!

  But the tradition or rules of the conservatory are just fine, not knocking and pushing on the door hastily, just waiting outside, probably thinking in their hearts, is there more?

  Is this a visiting team from somewhere?

  Definitely not a person.

  Only Jing Xiaoqiang quickly cooled back from his emotion-filled facial expression: "Third, the selection of the musical "Flower Drum Song", "A Thousand Wonders."

  This is outrageous.

  Because whether or not you know the popular drama of the fifties and sixties, immediately listen to the clear female voice alternating with the low male voice!

  Or the kind of male voice full of magnetic mellow, although mainly to the female voice as a background.

  But can switch with the seamless!

  This is the only Chinese-centric play on the European and American stage in recent times, showing a cultural collision between new immigrants and mainstream society similar to the film "The Happy Feast" and "Scraping the Barrel", which is also one of the themes of Citi's twentieth century literature.

  The point is that this is the work of the great gods who wrote the music and screenplay for the famous musical film "The Sound of Music".

  The typical interpretation of the Chinese theme from the European and American perspective, well, it's similar to the flavor of the "Mulan" cartoon made by foreigners.

  This song has a drum beat throughout, Jing Xiaoqiang used to shoot the piano side panel instead!

  Left hand chords, right hand clapping drums, switching male and female voices in the mouth ...

  Why don't you go to heaven?

  Just now also stood up in awe of the brothers and sisters, this moment has almost all kneeled.

  The involuntary support of the back of the chair in order not to really kneel down.

  Just one singing voice is enough for them to study and refine for a lifetime, and probably only at a certain stage to reach the golden stage.

  Here's controlling several at once!

  No, count the number of singing voices that have been used since the first beauty of the song until now!

  No more applause, applause can't even express the inner emotion.

  People outside are still a bit puzzled, this song ... difficulty is not as great as the first, the momentum is not as high as the second, what is the point of putting it here?

  But since it is the teaching room of Professor Zhou of the Department of Vocal Opera, this must have a meaning.

  And just from that analog drum beat beat what place, you know for sure not to put the recording, absolutely live performance singing.

  Jing Xiaoqiang does have a statement: "Well, this is what I want to express, whether it is opera, cabaret or musical, if we always take foreign countries as the standard, ultimately can not transcend this situation, always looking at us from the perspective of Europe and the United States, always following the European and American ass, always not our culture, always dragging braids in their eyes, making strange noises The flower drums, the jiao pots, the Yue Lan have given us a demonstration, and although they are complaining about this kind of disorder, they are always above the values of pity, do we have to become the pathetic refugees in their mouths in the end? We have nothing comparable to our 5,000-year-old culture?"

  Cultural confidence, a word Jing Xiaoqiang had certainly never heard of.

  But he had been in New York for over twenty years and understood the meaning all too well.

  Asian, Chinese status in New York, huh, if he did not have a double iron fist, probably nothing.

  In terms of talent, the casting call for Miss Saigon alone, there could be 300 a day!

  Talent is the least valuable in New York.

  The world's best artists are tirelessly gathering towards there.

  But the students and faculty of this year were frozen and found it unbelievable.

  The students and teachers gathered outside were even more inexplicably confused. Shouldn't it be a foreign exchange team?

  How did it suddenly become wordy Chinese, or this accent of their own people?

  Zhou Qingyun slowly nodded her head, full of you look at my spoiled no problem, right?

  She is regardless of whether this view is right or wrong, but at the age of 18 or 19, already have such a mature view.

  At least it proves that this child is thinking at all times.

  The only way to progress is to think.

  Compared to this stack of digging in front of you just to come up with a thesis point of view, and then defended, try to graduate with a degree, can enter a good unit of paper pile.

  It's a big difference.

  Satisfaction!

  This time outside finally could not resist, a leader-like middle-aged man knock knock, and then impatiently push the door: "Good! Stand tall, then what? How exactly do you want to do it?"

  Right, will only pick and choose, worry about the country that is to create anxiety, not half help to solve the problem.

  Saying that you will only see the problem, will not solve the problem, either stupid or bad.

  Zhou Qingyun can't help but get up to help speak: "He's still a ..."

  Jing Xiaoqiang do not need the old hen to protect, smiling and spread his hands: "It's very simple, ah, where is the birthplace of opera? Italy, why, the city-state system after the Renaissance gave enough economic strength to places like Venice ..."

  "Madame Butterfly" at the beginning of this century and "Miss Saigon" a few years ago, why it premiered in London, because Europe and the United States led the industrial revolution."

  "Finally from now on. Has London gone out of fashion? Miss Saigon" will eventually go to Broadway to get the biggest impact, why, Citi is the richest and most prolific country on the planet."

  "Money to engage in the arts, comrades, poor haha behind closed doors can not even afford to buy a Steinway piano, play what pure piano music, to be rich first, in order to drive the nations to the dynasty, leading our culture when the example ah."

  These treacherous words in the art academy, but tentatively ignited He Changling's mind!