Portable Space: Red Age of Rebirth

"Finale" was originally a special term for opera. It turns out that in the excerpts, the last act is called the "send off opera", which is also commonly known as the "big axis". The finale means "pressing the big axis".

Originally it referred to the penultimate track.

However, later on, the meaning of the word gradually changed. People believed that only the most exciting show could hold the stage, and the "finale" is usually considered to be the most exciting show at the end.

To be honest, although Ye Yifei, the leader of the group, behaved very calmly in front of the host, he actually never thought that the finale would accidentally fall on Ya'er.

How should I put it? The moment the host Domis finished speaking, Ye Yifei felt as if he had been hit by a pie. The last program was commonly known as the finale! Ye Yifei found that he seemed to have underestimated the influence of Chinese martial arts on foreigners.

Attractiveness, underestimate the charm of a little girl in the spotlight.

The grand finale should not be underestimated. Before Ya'er had time to change into her training clothes, she was pulled into the temporary lounge by Captain Ye and was bombarded with a series of questions.[

Although Ye Yifei believes in the magical charm of this little girl with little stage experience standing on the stage, it is also his responsibility to check every program.

"Little girl, what song are you going to sing? Chinese or English? It doesn't matter if it's not new! Also, how should I cooperate with you in terms of music? Don't you know how to sing? Just do a Huangmei Opera or a Shaoxing Opera!"

As Captain Ye spoke, he rubbed the bridge of his nose and kept circling back and forth like a fly. Thinking about it now, the promise he just made was too hasty. Captain Ye really didn’t expect that the host, who was about to lose control in the audience, would casually leave the finale program.

To the little girl.

Perhaps because of the support of the old man behind her, Ya'er was not as nervous as Commander Ye, "Captain Ye, I'm not good at drama! I just hum a few lines to make the elderly at home happy. It's not even a hobby. It's hard to get into the big picture.

Yazhitang! I’d better sing the songs, and I’ll write the lyrics to you now. As for the music, I guess it’s too late to get used to it, so I’ll just sing a cappella!”

Ye Yifei felt that his eyebrows were burning, and suddenly he realized that the little girl was not in a hurry. She actually took out a piece of paper and wrote lyrics for herself.

Only then did Ye Yifei realize that something was not quite right, "My sister-in-law, you really wrote the lyrics now! Don't tell me that you plan to perform impromptu! Even the lyrics are made up now!"

The more Ye Yifei said it, the weirder his face became. He seemed to feel a soreness in his knees. He was almost frightened by his discovery. His legs were weak. It is true that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers!

For a cultural performance like this, which is for overseas exchanges, every program has been strictly reviewed! It is courageous enough for me to ask a little girl to perform temporarily, but I also asked the old chief for instructions in person! Unexpectedly, this little girl is even more courageous

Oh, it's only half an hour before the performance, and people are still writing lyrics.

Ye Yifei was looking around anxiously, but Ya'er had already finished writing the lyrics and handed them over, "Captain Ye, why don't you make a decision after reading the lyrics! If it's not suitable, you can specify the song and I'll sing it! I'll do it first

Go change clothes!"

Huh? Before Ye Yifei came back to his senses, he had disappeared, and in his hand was a sheet full of English lyrics.

Seeing this, Ye Yifei had to calm down and focus on the lyrics. At first, he was reciting word by word, but gradually he was attracted by the artistic conception of the lyrics, and started chanting slowly with the rhythm. Even though it was not a song.

The song is simply a recitation program, and the artistic conception is just right.

Ya'er changed her clothes and returned to the temporary lounge. The empty and deserted lounge became a little warmer because of Ye Yifei's excited expression.

Seeing the little girl coming in, Ye Yifei stepped forward and grabbed her hand without even thinking, a little reproachful but also a little excited, "Girl, you have such good lyrics, why didn't you tell me earlier! The lyrics seem to be tailor-made for our city of Beijing.

It is custom-made and full of the style of old Beijing. It also highlights our traditional Chinese customs and reflects the friendliness and enthusiasm of our Chinese people."

"Captain Ye, I didn't write the lyrics! I've seen it from others, but I adapted a small part of it!" Ya'er secretly rubbed her wrist, dumbfounded, "It's almost time, I'll seize the time to sing a cappella.

Listen to you again."

Ya'er knows her own family affairs, this song

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Unlike Westerners, who have a kind voice with a hint of hoarseness, the girl's singing voice is soft, clear, clean and pure, just like the sound of nature, like a clear spring with microwave ripples, knocking in the depths of the soul.

Along with the singing, pictures gradually emerged in many people's minds, including the Beijing city recorded by Old Edward himself, the ancient roots of the imperial city, the courtyards with gray walls and red tiles, and the stone tables in the small courtyards with open doors.

, the fragrance of tea lingers...

Everyone seemed to realize again that they were opening their arms and calling enthusiastically to embrace the friendly nation, that ancient oriental country that embodies the vicissitudes and richness of history, that country that was once again exuding vitality and about to take off.

A strange phenomenon occurred in the studio hall. The blond and blue-eyed audience members sang catchy lyrics softly together with the Chinese girl on the stage, while the visiting group, who was not very good at English, softly sang

Clapping the beat, at this moment, everyone is immersed in this song that calls to the deepest part of the soul.

White House, Presidential Palace, President Reagan looked at the angelic oriental girl in the center of the stage on the TV, and then followed the camera to see the audience in the auditorium immersed in the sounds of nature, and smiled: "Old man

, you have found a good helper! She is a very magical and charming girl! She seems to have the power to touch people's hearts!"

The old man smiled slightly and added: "No! Mr. President, this little girl just sang the voice of our Chinese people. We long for equality and friendship, welcome everyone to visit China, and hope that the whole world can get to know China again, which exudes vitality!"

President Reagan smiled but said nothing. He did not doubt the Chinese government's emphasis on establishing equal and friendly international relations, but he never dared to underestimate the determination and toughness of the political stance of the easy-going and funny old man in front of him.

However, as the old man said, and as the Chinese girl sang in the song, that ancient nation has gradually awakened, and it is really like an Eastern dragon, about to take off. Perhaps, Congress should make a more serious assessment

Consider the potential of this ancient people.

In the Washington Center Stage Theater, the studio hall, as the last heavenly sound gradually sang lower and lowered, gently touching people's heartstrings, the lights on the stage lit up one after another, and when the girl standing in the center of the stage gently bowed in thanks, people suddenly realized Returning to the stage from the ancient city of Beijing.

There were no screams or whistles from the audience this time, but the uniform "enore" seemed to be able to lift the roof of the studio hall. The ace host Domis, who has always been known for his ability to easily control and mobilize the audience, discovered for the first time In the place where her own hero comes into play, this elfin-like oriental girl has even more magical stage charm.

"Oh, ute gr1, one more!" Domis put his hands by his ears and asked with an exaggerated expression, "gr1, you know, the roof of the studio doesn't seem to be very strong!"

Ya'er knew the enthusiasm and directness of Westerners very well. Looking at the waving arms of the audience in the auditorium, since it was the finale, she didn't think about it for long and simply agreed, "ok! the 1st'tkehome, ountry ro'"

This is a very famous and classic Country M country song. Almost everyone in the audience is familiar with it. Before Ya'er started singing, there were bursts of screams and whistles from the audience. This magical person Chinese girls can actually sing country songs from country M, which seems to make them feel proud and excited.

The people in the front row of the visiting group were even more excited and proud. Of course, many people felt a little bit sour in their hearts. The reserved and smiling Du Xuanjin could shine brightly on the stage.

However, Zheng Yueru looked at Du Xuanjin, who was attracting all the attention on the stage, with an expression that was almost distorted by jealousy, and a sense of frustration that could not be ignored suddenly arose in her heart. There is an idiom about looking beyond one's reach. Every time when she thought she could catch up with Du Xuanjin, the reality was Tell yourself that the distance between you and Du Xuanjin is like a chasm, and it seems that you are beyond your reach!

Thinking about it, I really feel like a clown who overestimates his abilities. No wonder Du Xuanjin never takes her seriously! Zheng Yueru faced this fact squarely, but the dazzling performance on the stage that was not his own also hurt Zheng Yueru's heart. Du Xuanjin seemed to It became the "cinnabar mole" in Zheng Yueru's heart. He couldn't dig it out, he could only compare her to it!

Feng Kai, who was sitting not far away, had a distorted expression, but he was holding it in! [

While Feng Kai was whistling and taking a breath, Tututu muttered to Guo Xiaohai, "Tell me, what else can we Ya'er girls do? We can cook, draw, have good calligraphy, and can even kill in chess. Those old men in your family! She can also do martial arts, foreign language, and sing. Not to mention her medical skills! Mr. Zhai will make a lot of money by marrying our girl!"

Damn it, the more Feng Kai thought about it, the more he felt a little sad. Logically speaking, he and Zhai Laoer met Xiao Ya'er at the same time. At that time, Ya'er seemed to like him more. After all, she was more handsome than Zhai Lao Er. Chic and humorous. Alas, it's a pity that I was a step too late and let Mr. Zhai snatch away Xiao Ya'er!

Feng Kai was so regretful that he beat his chest, and Guo Xiaohai echoed absently a few times, staring at his own Ya'er with a keen eye, regretting that he didn't bring a camera. Tonight, his own Ya'er was the most dazzling one!

Behind the stage, the group of Chinese M artists who had just finished their performance sat casually on the wooden floor backstage. Although they could only see their backs, this did not affect their quiet enjoyment of the delicate and graceful performance of the Orientals.

A reinterpretation of this classic Country M country song.

Tonight, it seems that the entire stage belongs to this magical Chinese girl.