Rebirth 84 Everything depends on hands

Hearing what Han Bing said, several young men and women looked at Han Bing with malicious eyes. How dare the new guy blatantly steal our jobs? You know, we all have ranks and ranks.

An actor from the Provincial Art Troupe, this guy is so clueless that he started to cause trouble even before he had a firm footing.

"Hey, where did this little brat dare to challenge us?" the arrogant man said as he glanced at Han Bing up and down.

"That's right," one of the women with heavy makeup, still holding a makeup mirror in her hand, looked at Han Bing with disdain, "This person has not yet established his feet, and he considers this place his home."

"Boy, let me tell you, we are all trained actors, it's not your turn to interrupt yet. Remember, this is an art troupe, not your hometown troupe!"

When Han Bing heard what they said, he was even more dissatisfied. He threw his handbag on the ground and was about to say something, but was interrupted by Deputy Commander Jiang.

The two group leaders knew in their hearts that they were all young guys who were in their prime of temper and would catch fire with just a little bit of anger. Besides, these people were all actors who had studied vocal music for many years. Han Bing had just arrived, and he was young and ignorant.

, talked for a while.

"Okay, stop arguing." Deputy Commander Jiang said in a pretentious manner, "Let me introduce to you, this is Han Bing, who is new from Beicheng City. He used to work in a machine factory. From now on, you all will be comrades and learn from each other.

take care of."

Deputy leader Jiang said this because he hoped that everyone would change things for his own sake. Han Bing might not be able to sing any good songs when he first came. Besides, he recruited Han Bing mainly because he had a good voice and he sang well.

They are all rock songs, mainly for performing in the factory in the future. The Mid-Autumn Festival Gala is going to be on TV, and I'm afraid he can't do it yet.

After listening to what Captain Jiang said, several young people laughed and said, "Hey, it turns out they are the working class. I worship you!"

"Captain Jiang, we must learn to operate machines from him in the future. It's a pity that we can't use them, haha!"

"Hey, your musical instrument is a hammer, then. That thing has a loud sound and suits you."

Seeing a few people laughing at him, Han Bingteng became angry. Who are you looking down on? If you look down on yourself, you won't care about you. You also look down on the workers. If it weren't for them and us, how could you be singing here leisurely?

"What are you talking about?" Han Bing stared and said, "If you don't agree, let's compete for a while. Today I'm still talking about this. If you don't agree, just sing. Whoever sings well will go to the Mid-Autumn Festival Party. If you don't, then stay behind.

, don’t occupy the latrine and don’t poop!”

Han Bing's challenge immediately lit the fuse. Several young men and women drove towards Han Bing and shouted, they were all young people who refused to obey anyone.

Deputy Jiang and Captain Qian saw that they couldn't stop them, so they decided to have a show. After all, they were both engaged in art, and the best proof was to let their strength speak for themselves.

"Boy, let's pick one here. You're new here, let me give it to you." The arrogant man curled his lips and said to Han Bing.

"Who wants you to give in? Each of you sings one song, and I sing one by myself. This song of mine can not only match the theme of the Mid-Autumn Festival Party, but can also make you all sing. If there is one less condition, I lose~!

"Han Bing didn't give in at all, and shouted with eyes wide open. Since he was challenged, he would just call him to the end. Anyway, Brother Feng taught him three or five songs last night, so he was still afraid of them.

In Han Bing's heart, Chen Feng is a god. He taught him two songs before, and after he sang them, he shocked the entire Beicheng City. In addition, the songs Chen Feng taught him yesterday, each song can shock the music industry, not to mention

Your provincial art troupe.

"Okay, I, Wu Feng, will show off my humiliation first." As he spoke, a gentle and fair-faced young man walked out from the side. After speaking, he walked directly to the microphone and started singing.

"The night at the military port is so quiet

The waves rocked the battleship gently

Young sailor rests his head on the waves

Sweet smile in sleep

The sea breeze you blow gently

The waves you rock gently..."

The song "Night at the Military Port" is lyrical and euphemistic, singing the tranquility of the night at the military port, and even brings people into the seaside gently stirred by the breaking waves. It is no different from the original song.

As soon as the singing stopped, everyone around clapped their hands. It was so beautiful. Han Bing also clapped his hands silently, secretly surprised. It turns out that these guys are really not commoners. It seems that they are professionals. They are simply too good.

That's awesome.

Just when the applause ended, a woman came over and looked at Han Bing, her eyes full of curiosity, "In that case, let me sing a song "Katyusha". By the way, my name is Jiang Mei."

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As the music played, Jiang Mei started singing. In just a few seconds, Jiang Mei's singing attracted everyone. A picture appeared in people's eyes, with vodka in her left hand and Bobosha in her right hand, lying in her arms.

Natasha, with Katyusha on her back.

After the two sang, everyone in the hall looked at Han Bing. Now not only those thorny heads looked at Han Bing with displeasure, but even Deputy Leader Jiang looked at Han Bing with displeasure. You guys are here for free.

Are you listening to music? Everyone in the group has already sung two songs. You are applauding hard below. Why do you feel like an audience instead of a challenger?

"Han Bing, we've already sung two songs here, why don't you sing one first for everyone to listen to." Deputy leader Jiang looked at Han Bing and said.

Han Bing rolled his eyes at Deputy Commander Jiang. This old guy is so unreasonable. She originally wanted to help him, but why did he suddenly turn his gun and come towards her. Besides, now he understands that the people here are very powerful.

Yeah, I can't compare to the group of people I used to sing in the factory or on the streets. Do you want me to make a fool of myself? But since Deputy Leader Jiang said so, Han Bing has to bite the bullet and do it.

"Okay," Han Bing stood up and said swaggeringly. Although he was scared in his heart, his temperament could not be seen by others. He saw Han Bing walking in front of the microphone, "Since Deputy Commander Jiang said so, then I will sing

"But after listening to this song, I probably won't have a chance to speak." Han Bing said quietly, but his heart was beating wildly. This was the first time that he had opened his voice in front of professionals.

"When will the bright moon bring wine to the sky?"

I don’t know what year it is today in the palace in the sky

I want to ride the wind back

I'm afraid of Qionglouyuyu

It’s cold at high places

Dance to find out how the shadow seems to be in the world...

People have joys and sorrows

The moon waxes and wanes

This matter is difficult to complete in ancient times. I hope people will last forever.

Sharing the beauty of the moon even though we are thousands of miles apart!”

After Han Bing finished singing "Shui Tiao Ge Tou", he found that there was no sound in the audience. The whole hall was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Go ahead! I failed to sing, why didn’t this group of people even respond?