A master of national style who starts from yearning

“Brother Jiang Feng, is the song you want to sing ancient?” Sister Zifeng looked at Jiang Feng and asked.

“Sort of.” Jiang Feng laughed softly.

Hearing Jiang Feng’s original ancient style song, the water friends in the live broadcast room immediately became excited.

“Is it actually an original track?”

“I’m looking forward to it, I really can’t wait to hear Jiang Feng sing now.”

“I haven’t heard Jiang Feng sing for a long time, I want to hear it.”

“Do Cai Wuquan and Jiang Feng cooperate? To be honest, I have some expectations. ”

……

“Do you have a sheet music?” Cai Wuquan looked at Jiang Feng and asked.

“I’ll write you a copy.” When Jiang Feng heard Cai Wukun say this, he quickly wrote a sheet music.

Jiang Feng is not good at guitar, so he wants to let Cai Wuquan help him accompany.

He is also a singer, he should still be able to play the guitar, right?

However, after reading Jiang Feng’s music score, Cai Wukun looked embarrassed, obviously stumped.

“This…”

“What’s wrong? You can’t play it, do you? Jiang Feng glanced at Cai Wukun and asked.

“I’ll try it first.” Cai Wuquan had some weakness, holding the guitar and looking at the sheet music in his hand, although he looked quite calm, his hands had begun to tremble.

Cai Wukun’s hands slowly groped on the guitar, but the sound that popped out was impossible to hear, or it was not a normal tune at all.

“Can you do it? If you can’t, I can play it myself. Jiang Feng looked at Cai Wuquan and said with some impatience.

“I can, you let me try again.” Cai Wuquan wiped the sweat on his forehead, a little embarrassed.

Although he said to try again, he still couldn’t play a normal tune.

“Can you play guitar?” Even Xiao Ju, who had been staying by and watching, was now a little impatient.

“Yes, why wouldn’t I?” The dish is now completely cooked duck, and it is left with a hard mouth.

He doesn’t actually know these improvisational things, and the things and tunes he plays are taught step by step by the company’s guitar teacher.

Cai Qiu can play, that’s just his songs.

That kind of technique, used to deceive a brain-dead fan is okay, and now suddenly ask for improvisation, it is directly exposed.

“Don’t you play this song of mine, you play me a sixth, and I’ll use the tune you gave to bring a harmony.”

Thinking about playing his own music score may be a little embarrassing, so Jiang Feng simply lowered the requirements, which can be regarded as giving Cai Huangquan a step down.

It’s just that this is still a rather difficult thing for Cai Wu Kun, he doesn’t know what level six is…

“I really don’t know about that.” Cai Xian couldn’t hold on, so he whispered directly in Jiang Feng’s ear.

“This chord is not difficult.” Jiang scratched his head, he now wondered how Cai Wukuan’s song was written.

“Xiaoju, you can play guitar,” Kaede asked, looking at Xiaoju on the side.

“I’ll be a little bit.” Xiao Ju nodded and said.

Although Xiaoju is not a guitar master, he has systematically studied for stage performances before.

“Can you play this piece?” Jiang Feng gave the score to Xiao Ju beside him.

“It’s a simple piece, I’ll accompany you.” Xiao Ju looked at the score, briefly tried a few notes, and nodded and said.

Xiao Ju’s “quite simple song” and the vegetable just now were immediately judged.

Now the barrage in the live broadcast room is also expressing doubts.

“What’s going on with Cai Qiu? Can’t play simple tunes? ”

“But just playing according to the score, it shouldn’t be a troublesome thing, right? Is there a guitar master in the live broadcast room to explain? ”

“This piece is not difficult, so it is really beyond my imagination that Cai Qiu Kun can’t play it.”

“No, Cai Wuquan also composed his own music before, so how did he write the music?”

……

The water friends in the live broadcast room are now talking about it, and Jiang Feng and Xiao Ju are ready to start performing after getting familiar with the music score.

“This song is called “Drunken Poetry Immortal”.” After Jiang Feng briefly introduced the song information, he opened his mouth to sing.

Because this song is an ancient song, the original playing instrument should still rely on traditional instruments.

But since it’s just a simple performance, it doesn’t bother much, just use a guitar to simply replace it.

“I clinked glasses with Taibai

A life of uninhibited and drunken dreams

Do not seek ink dyeing in the literary room

But please drink and see the rivers and mountains…”

Although there is only Jiang Feng’s singing voice and guitar accompaniment, this sound is quite beautiful.

In particular, the song and lyrics of this song are so ethereal and free, so even if it is a simple performance form, it can highlight the charm of this song.

“This kid wrote Li Taibai?” Huang Lei listened to Jiang Feng’s singing and couldn’t help but smile slightly.

Li Bai has always been the most popular among poets, but there are not many songs written by Li Bai, and Jiang Feng’s “Drunken Poetry Immortal” perfectly combines Li Bai’s poetry with his own opinions, which can be regarded as the best quality.

“His literary literacy is really good.” He Jiong also had an appreciative face.

But for the audience of “Longing for Life”, what they appreciate more now is not Jiang Feng’s singing, but the joint cooperation of Jiang Feng and Xiaoju.

“Ah, ah, Xiao Ju plays guitar, Jiang Feng sings, what kind of fairy scene is this?”

“Don’t say it, I’m really screaming the whole time now, I’m so happy.”

“Hahahahahaha, I thought I was paying attention to Xiao Ju and Jiang Feng alone.”

“Although Jiang Feng’s song is really good, I still pay more attention to the interaction between the two of them.”

……

After the song was played, everyone applauded Xiao Ju and Jiang Feng.

Although Cai Wuquan was also applauding Jiang Feng now, the expression on his face was not good-looking.

After all, it is really shameful enough to be exposed in such a public and not being able to play the guitar.

Although everyone doesn’t seem to care much about this matter, this is indeed a thorn in the heart for Cai Wu Kuan.

Jiang Feng, I must also make you ugly once!

“Jiang Feng, you wrote this song so well, when did you create it?” He Jiong looked at Jiang Feng and asked with a smile.

“I guess I just wrote it.” Jiang Feng scratched his head with an embarrassed smile.

“What?” _

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