Chapter 130: Singing Red Songs on the Street
"Qiu Ying, where are you going? We are already far away from Sihai Hotel, and it is already late. We really can't continue walking aimlessly, otherwise we won't have time to get back to the hotel before dark..."
On the street, a small team of four people, Hua Qiuying and another girl were walking in front with great interest, looking around at the people hurrying on the street and everything they could see, and they were so curious about everything they saw.
There was a distance of seven or eight steps between the two men.
Wang Defa and another young man followed behind. The other young man was in good condition and was also full of curiosity about everything around him.
But only Wang Defa, who didn't know what was wrong with him, started muttering and complaining ten minutes ago. The main point was that he was too lazy to walk along the street like an idiot anymore and wanted to find a relaxing place nearby, such as a cafe.
The four of them went in, sat down, drank some coffee and rested their legs, and at the same time, they asked the customers in the coffee shop about some gossip in the market. In short, they collected enough information to write a report when they returned.
Why bother? The four of them were like fools, rushing along the street recklessly.
The capitalist upper class in Hong Kong City looked at them at first glance and said: Wow, you elites and young talents from Beijing are all unsophisticated people who have never seen the world. You are so fascinated by any street in Hong Kong City that you can’t leave...
Of course, he couldn't express this thought directly, so he could only pretend to be tired, hoping that the other three would stop.
Of course, his main purpose was just to get Hua Qiuying to stop.
It would undoubtedly be even more wonderful to have the two of them go to the coffee shop to hang out for a while. As for you two super light bulbs, if you know better, you would get as far away from them as possible.
Don't ask them how they can go to a coffee shop without money.
The question is, before he left for Beijing, his powerful mother had already prepared a small personal treasury for him. He not only carried several hundred Hong Kong dollars, but also colorful US dollars from across the ocean, which was also about a thousand dollars...
When you go out, how can you not have some money on you? A penny can make a hero fall, right? !
But there was nothing Hua Qiuying could do. She was too lazy to pay attention to him. If the group hadn't directly split the other 8 people into two outbound groups, and the guy named Wang happened to be in the same group with her, Hua Qiuying would have kicked him to the ground, thinking he was a burden.
Hua Qiuying was walking at a brisk pace all the way, taking in the so-called scenery along Nathan Road, Shanghai Street and Yau Ma Tei.
In fact, she was anxious to try and see if she could "accidentally" run into Lu Yifan and his three temporary "illegal refugees" who had lost any identity documents on the street.
She was a little worried about the safety of the three people. She was afraid that they would have to sleep on the streets tonight, and that they would be chased by the Hong Kong police and run around the streets...
"The red sun rises in the east
Its avenue is full of sunshine
How lucky I am to be born in your arms
Inherit the same blood flow
It's hard to be a blessing together, but we share our backs.
Our country is endowed with benevolence
Faith that lasts for thousands of years
……
"
A crossroads in a neighborhood in Kowloon Tong.
Even Lu Yifan had never expected that after they agreed to the enthusiastic young man's offer to help by singing revolutionary songs and performing, as soon as the show started, Young Man Zhang actually started singing the song "Wanjiang" a cappella.
Be nice.
The three of them looked at each other with wide eyes.
Lu Yifan was surprised at Brother Zhang's vocal condition, which was quite suitable for the song "Wanjiang".
Especially the perfect performance of the female opera singing in the middle.
He truly deserves to be a future famous singer of patriotic red songs.
That level is really top-notch, no doubt about it, just one word: "Awesome!!!"
As for Song Yuanchao and Xie Sihua.
They were surprised even more. First of all, they were also surprised that the red songs created by Lu Yifan had actually spread among the common people in Hong Kong.
Secondly, they were inexplicably suspicious whether this kid Lu Yifan and this young man Zhang who suddenly introduced himself to them had known each other for a long time. It was the fact that they had come here by chance and set up stalls on the street to perform and sing red songs.
Did Lu Yifan plan everything in advance?
There was no way, the facts forced them to not make random associations in this direction!
As for the third surprise, it was undoubtedly that no one expected that singing red songs while setting up a stall on the streets of Hong Kong would be so popular. Brother Zhang had just started singing for less than two minutes when people surrounded him in three layers.
"Write about the sky and only write about a corner of the sun and the long moon
Paint the earth and only paint a corner of the mountains and rivers.
Look at the eternity and look up to the heaven and the earth for five thousand years
Only Yan Huang's heart is open and open to all directions
Caressing the flowing light, brick by brick, the years soak the red wall
Sighing the glory of a flower and a tree, the joys and sorrows of the vicissitudes of life
The hometown in the heart of Hengbahuang Jiuzhou
Only China’s cutting-edge road is in full bloom
……
"
Under such circumstances, Lu Yifan was also very excited, and naturally he couldn't let Brother Zhang have all the glory in such an occasion.
So after Brother Zhang sang a section, he immediately moved on to the next section.
When the masters met, they had a tacit understanding between them and soon started singing a duet with each other. The loud, clear and elegant singing voices and the artistic conception of the lyrics made the people around them particularly intoxicated.
The song is over.
There was thunderous applause all around.
The people who came to watch the fun were still very respectful.
They cheered and praised.
"It sounds great. Xiao Zhang, you found a friend to help you sing today, so the singing is even more pleasant to the ears..."
"Yes, yes, Xiao Zhang, you and your friends sang very well today. With your level, you can definitely participate in the TV singing competition. You may even win a big prize..."
"That's right, with this level of singing, you can definitely debut as a professional singer..."
It seems that Brother Zhang often sings and performs for passers-by on the street.
No wonder it attracted so many people to watch the fun so quickly.
Brother Zhang was obviously surprised that Lu Yifan could perform the song "Wanjiang" to such a level. In fact, before that, when he accidentally saw these three people eating at Aliang BBQ Shop on Front Street, he had a hunch that these three young men with elegant temperament, although dressed very "according to local customs", were obviously people who had just come to Hong Kong from the mainland.
Later, I overheard the three of them discussing whether they should perform on the streets to earn some pocket money.
He was impulsive and wanted to help.
I really didn't expect that among the three, there is actually a soulmate who has outstanding singing talent.
As for how he learned the song "Wanjiang", it was by chance that he heard the radio across the river playing a red song with an unusual style. As soon as he heard it for the first time, he fell in love with it like a madman.
Later, I got a clipping of a newspaper across the river and got the complete score of "Wanjiang". I felt like I had found a treasure and practiced this song whenever I had time.
Today he was on the street, and it was his first time performing in public.
It is difficult to find a soulmate. He already had a good impression of the three people, and now he regarded Lu Yifan as a distant confidant sent by God.
"I would like to present to you a red song from the mainland, "Wanjiang"..."
"Next, let us invite two other friends to present another red song "On the Songhua River"..."
Lu Yifan naturally also noticed Brother Zhang's emotional expression.
However, the atmosphere that had been heated up with great difficulty could not be cooled down. Besides, it had been agreed that Song Yuanchao and Xie Sihua were not very good at singing, but they could still barely sing one or two songs of some really popular old songs.
Therefore, even if they are forced to do something, these two guys must fight in the street today.
What is national is also global. Let’s go to the Northeast Errenzhuan Yangge! ~~
(End of this chapter)
"Qiu Ying, where are you going? We are already far away from Sihai Hotel, and it is already late. We really can't continue walking aimlessly, otherwise we won't have time to get back to the hotel before dark..."
On the street, a small team of four people, Hua Qiuying and another girl were walking in front with great interest, looking around at the people hurrying on the street and everything they could see, and they were so curious about everything they saw.
There was a distance of seven or eight steps between the two men.
Wang Defa and another young man followed behind. The other young man was in good condition and was also full of curiosity about everything around him.
But only Wang Defa, who didn't know what was wrong with him, started muttering and complaining ten minutes ago. The main point was that he was too lazy to walk along the street like an idiot anymore and wanted to find a relaxing place nearby, such as a cafe.
The four of them went in, sat down, drank some coffee and rested their legs, and at the same time, they asked the customers in the coffee shop about some gossip in the market. In short, they collected enough information to write a report when they returned.
Why bother? The four of them were like fools, rushing along the street recklessly.
The capitalist upper class in Hong Kong City looked at them at first glance and said: Wow, you elites and young talents from Beijing are all unsophisticated people who have never seen the world. You are so fascinated by any street in Hong Kong City that you can’t leave...
Of course, he couldn't express this thought directly, so he could only pretend to be tired, hoping that the other three would stop.
Of course, his main purpose was just to get Hua Qiuying to stop.
It would undoubtedly be even more wonderful to have the two of them go to the coffee shop to hang out for a while. As for you two super light bulbs, if you know better, you would get as far away from them as possible.
Don't ask them how they can go to a coffee shop without money.
The question is, before he left for Beijing, his powerful mother had already prepared a small personal treasury for him. He not only carried several hundred Hong Kong dollars, but also colorful US dollars from across the ocean, which was also about a thousand dollars...
When you go out, how can you not have some money on you? A penny can make a hero fall, right? !
But there was nothing Hua Qiuying could do. She was too lazy to pay attention to him. If the group hadn't directly split the other 8 people into two outbound groups, and the guy named Wang happened to be in the same group with her, Hua Qiuying would have kicked him to the ground, thinking he was a burden.
Hua Qiuying was walking at a brisk pace all the way, taking in the so-called scenery along Nathan Road, Shanghai Street and Yau Ma Tei.
In fact, she was anxious to try and see if she could "accidentally" run into Lu Yifan and his three temporary "illegal refugees" who had lost any identity documents on the street.
She was a little worried about the safety of the three people. She was afraid that they would have to sleep on the streets tonight, and that they would be chased by the Hong Kong police and run around the streets...
"The red sun rises in the east
Its avenue is full of sunshine
How lucky I am to be born in your arms
Inherit the same blood flow
It's hard to be a blessing together, but we share our backs.
Our country is endowed with benevolence
Faith that lasts for thousands of years
……
"
A crossroads in a neighborhood in Kowloon Tong.
Even Lu Yifan had never expected that after they agreed to the enthusiastic young man's offer to help by singing revolutionary songs and performing, as soon as the show started, Young Man Zhang actually started singing the song "Wanjiang" a cappella.
Be nice.
The three of them looked at each other with wide eyes.
Lu Yifan was surprised at Brother Zhang's vocal condition, which was quite suitable for the song "Wanjiang".
Especially the perfect performance of the female opera singing in the middle.
He truly deserves to be a future famous singer of patriotic red songs.
That level is really top-notch, no doubt about it, just one word: "Awesome!!!"
As for Song Yuanchao and Xie Sihua.
They were surprised even more. First of all, they were also surprised that the red songs created by Lu Yifan had actually spread among the common people in Hong Kong.
Secondly, they were inexplicably suspicious whether this kid Lu Yifan and this young man Zhang who suddenly introduced himself to them had known each other for a long time. It was the fact that they had come here by chance and set up stalls on the street to perform and sing red songs.
Did Lu Yifan plan everything in advance?
There was no way, the facts forced them to not make random associations in this direction!
As for the third surprise, it was undoubtedly that no one expected that singing red songs while setting up a stall on the streets of Hong Kong would be so popular. Brother Zhang had just started singing for less than two minutes when people surrounded him in three layers.
"Write about the sky and only write about a corner of the sun and the long moon
Paint the earth and only paint a corner of the mountains and rivers.
Look at the eternity and look up to the heaven and the earth for five thousand years
Only Yan Huang's heart is open and open to all directions
Caressing the flowing light, brick by brick, the years soak the red wall
Sighing the glory of a flower and a tree, the joys and sorrows of the vicissitudes of life
The hometown in the heart of Hengbahuang Jiuzhou
Only China’s cutting-edge road is in full bloom
……
"
Under such circumstances, Lu Yifan was also very excited, and naturally he couldn't let Brother Zhang have all the glory in such an occasion.
So after Brother Zhang sang a section, he immediately moved on to the next section.
When the masters met, they had a tacit understanding between them and soon started singing a duet with each other. The loud, clear and elegant singing voices and the artistic conception of the lyrics made the people around them particularly intoxicated.
The song is over.
There was thunderous applause all around.
The people who came to watch the fun were still very respectful.
They cheered and praised.
"It sounds great. Xiao Zhang, you found a friend to help you sing today, so the singing is even more pleasant to the ears..."
"Yes, yes, Xiao Zhang, you and your friends sang very well today. With your level, you can definitely participate in the TV singing competition. You may even win a big prize..."
"That's right, with this level of singing, you can definitely debut as a professional singer..."
It seems that Brother Zhang often sings and performs for passers-by on the street.
No wonder it attracted so many people to watch the fun so quickly.
Brother Zhang was obviously surprised that Lu Yifan could perform the song "Wanjiang" to such a level. In fact, before that, when he accidentally saw these three people eating at Aliang BBQ Shop on Front Street, he had a hunch that these three young men with elegant temperament, although dressed very "according to local customs", were obviously people who had just come to Hong Kong from the mainland.
Later, I overheard the three of them discussing whether they should perform on the streets to earn some pocket money.
He was impulsive and wanted to help.
I really didn't expect that among the three, there is actually a soulmate who has outstanding singing talent.
As for how he learned the song "Wanjiang", it was by chance that he heard the radio across the river playing a red song with an unusual style. As soon as he heard it for the first time, he fell in love with it like a madman.
Later, I got a clipping of a newspaper across the river and got the complete score of "Wanjiang". I felt like I had found a treasure and practiced this song whenever I had time.
Today he was on the street, and it was his first time performing in public.
It is difficult to find a soulmate. He already had a good impression of the three people, and now he regarded Lu Yifan as a distant confidant sent by God.
"I would like to present to you a red song from the mainland, "Wanjiang"..."
"Next, let us invite two other friends to present another red song "On the Songhua River"..."
Lu Yifan naturally also noticed Brother Zhang's emotional expression.
However, the atmosphere that had been heated up with great difficulty could not be cooled down. Besides, it had been agreed that Song Yuanchao and Xie Sihua were not very good at singing, but they could still barely sing one or two songs of some really popular old songs.
Therefore, even if they are forced to do something, these two guys must fight in the street today.
What is national is also global. Let’s go to the Northeast Errenzhuan Yangge! ~~
(End of this chapter)
