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Chapter 116

The guy who was secretly photographed was shocked by the instrumental rehearsal of the great man Fengyun.

At this time, Jiang Dongliu came back from the bathroom, and his aura seemed to be completely renewed.

He immediately focused his phone on Jiang Dongliu and prepared to record his real rehearsal skills.

Seeing that Jiang Dongliu became serious, Qian Dachao closed his eyes, as if he was brewing emotions. It shouldn't be a funny personality that was messing around.

He immediately said to Zhao Congpeng: "Mr. Zhao, please look, our Teacher Jiang is serious."

Zhao Congpeng twisted his beard and smiled in a deep voice, and his expression seemed to be saying: Let's see how much you can get when you are serious.

On stage.

Jiang Dongliu closed his eyes to calm himself down.

The melody of "Three Peaks" echoed in my mind, and it seemed that I had found a feeling.

But when he opened his eyes.

Seeing the strange black and red curved floor downstairs, the dizziness that was about to be swallowed by the bloody mouth appeared again.

The fingers suddenly became stiff.

An unnatural mentality has taken the upper hand again.

The Loan Song sentiment that had just been cultivated disappeared instantly.

Jiang Dongliu was about to be angry at this broken state, thinking to himself that what he was doing? Is there really something evil in this a wealthy country?

Seeing that Hao Han and the others were waiting for him to start, Jiang Dongliu could only bite the bullet and play the guitar with his own strength.

Compared to the singing style that is not fully tuned, his guitar can still reach a reasonable level.

The chords of "Three Peaks" are not particularly difficult, they can be played with his own strength.

But the beautiful rhythmic feeling of lake and mountain in the melody of "Three Peaks" cannot be played with his strength.

The essence of the arrangement of this song is the rippling feeling, which will make people's mood sway with the melody until they are intoxicated.

Hao Han and his others' ears are professional-level. When they hear Jiang Dongliu dry, they seem to be a beginner who is judging the rhythm of bullets. Jiang Dongliu's condition is still very poor.

They carefully accompanied and tried hard to escort Jiang Dongliu.

I tried my best to use the instruments in their hands to highlight the main melody of Jiang Dongliu to create a more advanced texture.

However, Jiang Dongliu's fingers were too broken, and he could not play the soul that this song should have.

The overall feeling of their rehearsal is not high-end.

When people from Muyi hear such rehearsals, they may think that their prelude is pretty good, the music is very good, and they are very stylish.

However, most of the staff in the venue have very professional musical literacy, and you can hear that Jiang Dongliu is a "mouse shit".

Although Jiangdong played the main melody guitar with the most important role, anyone with a little ear can tell that Jiangdongliu's guitar level is at least three levels lower than other musicians.

When Jiang Dongliu was not there, the music played by the other people was extremely cool. Several instruments could be touched by sparks. The sparks were still particularly exciting and intense, and it sounded very exciting and exciting.

But now that Jiang Dongliu Yipeng has entered, the strength of the other people seems to be sealed. In order to win Jiang Dongliu, their level has been pulled down several levels, all of which have become lifeless, and the momentum that has made people excited before has disappeared.

Even Li Rui's relatively muted ears can be heard. Jiang Dongliu's lottery today is completely different from the previous ones when he was in the club.

Although the song is the same song, Jiang Dongliu and others are like painting freehand cool-toned landscape paintings when rehearsing in the club, rippling with lakes and mountains, giving people a sense of dreams and fantasy.

At this time, their rehearsals were like drawing simple strokes without color, and they were drawing the same thing, giving people a pale and nothing.

Zhao Congpeng waited for a while, and saw that Jiang Dongliu and his friends did not improve at all, so he reminded Qian Dachao with a smile: "President Chao, it is best to be more serious in our rehearsal, so that we can find problems and correct them in time. I said these are for your own good."

Qian Dachao blushed and wiped his sweat, nodded silently and said yes.

He just couldn't understand what happened to Jiang Dongliu today?

I was very serious when rehearsing at my own club. Why did the official rehearsal be so bad today?

Jiang Dongliu actually wanted to be serious, but he just couldn't get out of his state.

Finally, he stopped playing, picked up the guitar, and said to Hao Han and the other two: "You guys, you guys, I'm in pain all over my body, I'll take a break today."

Hao Han was stunned and asked with concern: "You are in pain all over? What's going on?"

Zhao Dalong put down the drumsticks and moved his shoulders and said, "Teacher Jiang, you won't have rheumatism like me, right? When it's cloudy, I will suffer from periarthritis of the shoulder."

Xia Feng smiled bitterly and said, "But it's not cloudy today."

Liu Yun asked Jiang Dongliu with concern: "Did you have a bad stomach?"

"I don't know either. It should be nothing big. You guys practice first, I'll take a break."

Since Jiang Dongliu said this, Hao Han and the others didn't have to say much, so they could only practice instrumental music first.

Fortunately, the rehearsal of the A-Hao game did not have much substantive significance.

The main thing is to let the musicians get familiar with the venue and find the soundstage position of the scene.

Jiang Dongliu got off the stage, and Li Rui and Li Baoguo immediately came up to ask about Jiang Dongliu's situation with concern.

Jiang Dongliu just said that he felt uncomfortable and couldn't say anything else.

This is the first time he has a failure in the state where he cannot call the Loan Song. There is no relevant explanation in the system.

Jiang Dongliu was a little restless.

Qian Dachao felt very nervous when he saw Jiang Dongliu resting.

Leaving Zhao Congpeng, he rushed upstairs with great strides to ask about Jiang Dongliu's situation.

"I'm fine, I'm just not in the mood to rehearse."

"Why are you not in the mood to rehearse? No one is watching the venue and space?"

Qian Dachao's words made Jiang Dongliu think.

He looked at the environment of the Black Sheep Club carefully and it was very empty. The cult style of decoration is particularly prominent in this empty environment, giving people a strong sense of spatial disorder and oppression.

I don’t know if this strange sense of space staggering makes him unable to concentrate on his state.

When tomorrow's competition is played, the venue will be filled with spectators, and the ceiling lights and various stage lights will be played again, and the atmosphere of the venue will change enthusiastically.

By then, he shouldn't have the illusion of space in front of him.

If it still doesn't work.

I will wear sunglasses tomorrow and sing with my eyes closed and sing as I did before when I was in the online coordination battle.

If he closes his eyes and doesn't think about anything, he will definitely be able to get out of shape.

Jiang Dongliu regained a confident smile on his face and told Qian Dachao: "Don't worry, I am a practical player. The more people I have, the happier I am. No one watches today, I'm too lazy to sing, so I'll give them a good look tomorrow."

After hearing what Jiang Dongliu said, Qian Dachao was relieved.

But the guy who was secretly taking pictures didn't know Jiang Dongliu's mentality change.

He thought Jiang Dongliu was a garbage-fiction singer.
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