Chapter 10
The word "singing skill", seriously speaking, was actually a very vague concept.
Some people did have a natural good voice, but the same song, when sung by professional singers was very different from the common people. Breath, register and many other similar skills needed to be developed through the training day after day. When the basic voice conditions matured, then their progress depends on the singer's understanding of music.
So many people often found that comparing the early works of the same singer with their later works, or letting the same singer sing his early songs in the later period, even if the pronunciation and rhythm were completely the same, the former would still sound a lot immature. Of course, this was just the difference that would appear in most cases. In such a large entertainment circle, inevitably there were always straw bags that have not made any progress even after decades.
The original owner's hardware condition was really good. Be its appearance or voice, it could be regarded as excellent in Luo Ding's eyes. But the sentimentality he was born with and the wandering life when he was young hurt him, caused him to have a lack of security, inferiority, and not good at expressing his feelings. Such a character was more difficult to find a trusted friend in the performing arts circle than out of the circle with no one could share his anxiety. When he thought too much, he would then suffer from depression. Such a talented guy, no matter how good, no one was willing to uncover him. Because he couldn't perform openly with all he had, he couldn't really sing much. He lacked the experience to control live performance, all the shortcomings were big enough to cover up his advantages.
But it's just good that everything the original owner lacked was what Luo Ding was best at.
Decades ago, the showbiz was not like the present one with late voicing, lip-synching, high definition TV and audio, director group and lighting support, it was extremely easier to satisfy the audience. During his time, TV was not popular enough, and almost all the most popular artists were involved in the music world but the threshold of the music circle was very much higher than it was now. If one wanted to be famous, it's really necessary to have the appearance, the strength and the popularity. No matter which aspect that appears weak, it was an absolutely fatal injury. The past Cao Dingkun wanted to completely get ahead of others. He bravely pursued the most difficult but beautiful way of the singing path. And consequently, his success was well-known for it. Under the magnificent army with thousands of men and horses, he used a single wooden bridge to compete, starting from the bottom, while redoubling his siege, he killed the enemies. For this reason, the sacrifice he had to pay to reach the top was unimaginable to the new singers.
In order to make progress, he kept practised singing to the point of even practising in his dreams. He read too many professional books, plus he was talented enough. Even when he was older and gradually shifted the focus of his career to the film circle, the name of Cao Dingkun in the singing scene as a classic was unshakable
Pan Yiming was a pop singer. Her songs were not difficult. With Luo Ding's ability, controlling an unfamiliar voice with his professional singing ability could still be done.
Luo Ding's voice was clear without impurities. He merely conveyed a little emotion, humming softly until it was faintly discernible, but to almost ethereal effect. At the moment when he heard his own voice, he even somewhat unexpected it.
Pan Yiming woke up at the end of his prelude and swept her eyes under the stage. She found that most of the people around her were attracted to the stage.
"As time goes by, it's like a fleeting horse. I'll be here again in a twinkling of an eye..." Luo Ding's melodious falsetto was still circling the beam when the magnetic true voice sounded, people were unprepared. Although the accompaniment only had the simplest guitar string, it made people unconsciously singing in a trance, and slowly immersed in the other party's melodious ending.
Pan Yiming was shocked for a while. She really didn't think that her slobbery pop song could be played in such a deep and sad style. When she started to sing together, her voice was obviously a little hoarse due to tension: "Meeting again, a long distance away, but my friend didn't get away..."
Luo Ding hummed a tune to accompany her when she made a sound. Pan Yiming subconsciously caught the right tone and almost forgot her lyrics. She couldn't help but look at Luo Ding with her eyes, his eyes smiling with affection that seems to be full of water. She had the illusion of being sucked into a black hole.
Luo Ding's skill covered for Pan Yiming flawlessly, their voices blended into one harmoniously and beautifully saved the show ——
"The first blessing has been preserved till now——
——May you be cheered, celebrated and filled every day. Do not encounter any bumps, little bit of hard work, take the broadest road......"
Pan Yiming's voice was getting smaller and smaller. At last, Pan Yiming's voice was light enough to match Luo Ding's and listened to Luoding's voice attentively. She hadn't been aroused by music for many years. This song was familiar to her but when it came out of Luo Ding's mouth, it had changed into a totally different face.
The noisy voices under the stage had already disappeared. Everyone was staring at the stage in a trance. Under the strong light, Luo Ding, who was focusing on singing, looked like a painting. Duan Xiubo and Gongliang Guang, who had been indifferent before, became serious. Gong Liangguang felt something was a little wrong since he heard the prelude. When the chorus was finished, he couldn't resist it anymore. He turned around and asked Zheng Kezhen in confusion: "Am I mistaken? Did Luo Ding tell us how many years he has been a singer before? "
Immersed in the melodious singing, Zheng Kezhen only felt that he was in a trance and returned to the youth period when he rode a bicycle and walked through the streets with his companions. The friendship without impurities and estrangement had already bid farewell to his life. His heart suddenly bubbled up with a thousand catties of heavy regret. Being interrupted by Gongliang Guang, he immediately lowered his head to cover up his reddish eyes: "Yes, yes. It's said that he started his career when he was young. Now he's only in his twenties. "
Gongliang Guang's brain was becoming more and more insufficient. Luo Ding had repeatedly overturned his conjecture about his weaknesses —— outstanding appearance, temperament, calm personality and excellent communication skills. Zheng Kezhen had pledged to make sure that his acting skills were comparable to those of ghosts. Now he had also witnessed his very impeccable singing skills.
He couldn't figure it out even if he breaks his head for such a person to still be unpopular for so many years.
Due to Pan Yiming's concession, the original duet between the two gradually became Luo Ding's home court. After one song ended, the ending with the guitar strung was echoing, and the scene was as quiet as if only Luoding was left.
No one applauded, no one cheered.
He took a deep breath, opened his eyes and swept under the stage without expression.
After a few breaths, there was sparse applause, which seemed to awaken the other dazed audience. A moment later, thunderous applause began to drum in the venue.
"Good singing!!!" In the applause, some people cheered loudly. Luo Ding smiled at the crowd and jumped down from the high stool. He extended his hand to Pan Yiming, who was sitting next to him and gently helped her to the ground. It's as if the audiences who have a great appreciation for him were just ordinary audiences, rather than the famous media people who, on their own, could shake the city.
Thinking that Pan Yiming in the chorus didn't win the limelight because of his singing skills, but gave up the main venue to himself, Luo Ding smiled at Pan Yiming with a little gratitude. Pan Yiming was dazzled by the smile for a moment. After stepping down from the stage, she understood the other's meaningful gaze, which was not without some bitterness. Just, at which level was she from the perspective of Luo Ding? Originally the two people cooperated tacitly, but she's really upset tonight. If she wants to steal the limelight, she'll only end up being humiliated.
She was a famous female singer who had been on the best-selling list for many times, but now she was crushed to death by an unknown newcomer. Pan Yiming realized that there was something sour in her mind when she realized this reality, but Luo Ding was very considerate to her after singing and it immediately eliminated all her unhappiness.
Thinking of the dazzling charm that Luo Ding just had bursting out when she was playing and singing, she became more and more determined to invite the other party to participate in the shooting. As long as it worked properly, the other side would definitely become the super selling point to promote the sales of her new album!
When Luo Ding returned to his seat, everyone including Gong Liangguang stood up and applauded.
"Good!" Gongliang Guang couldn't help but lean over and pat him on the shoulder. He couldn't hide his appreciation. "You really...... Make me speechless! "
"It's not right." Luo Ding frowned and said with hesitation, "I seem to be used to singing lyric songs. This song should have been happier. Sister Pan's mood has been broken by me."
Pan Yiming wanted to compliment Luo Ding when Gongliang Guang talked. She immediately took a deep breath when she heard the words. The mood was broken..... Thinking of herself trapped in the tender mood created by Luo Ding, she didn't know whether to be proud or ashamed.
Gongliang Guang, as an old scholar, loved the other side's strict attitude. He laughed so hard that one could see his teeth. He encouraged him with two more sentences, and his words did not hide his appreciation.
Luo Ding felt the eyes that people outside the deck seat fell on himself. Although he still looked the same, he heaved a long sigh of relief in his heart.
A happy tune? Of course, he knew that the song was cheerful, and he could sing that happy feeling. But what about that? The lively singing was now more and more unpopular in the recording industry, the popular genre in the whole market presently was affectionate singing. Luo Ding's interpretation of this song seemed to deviate from the original intention of birthday celebration, but it's not his original intention from the beginning to the end just to come only for a birthday celebration?
He calculated in his heart that there would be a producer coming to the door within a few days at the latest. Luo Ding's eyebrows were low and his eyes were not moved by the praise around him. Naturally, he looked calm and cool-headed in the eyes of others and arouses a discussion about his age. Luo Ding naturally didn't care about the gossip, but before he could sit down, he heard a man shouting his name in his ear.
Looking up, Duan Xiubo was standing in front of him. Duan Xiubo and Zheng Kezhen had changed their positions. He now stood very close to him. Luo Ding looked up and met the other's jet-black eyes.
The first reaction in his brain was to analyze what the other party was thinking from the eyes, but for a moment, he couldn't find any other intention from the other party's gentle smile.
He subconsciously put on a fake smile: "Duan ge?"
"You sings very well." Duan Xiubo stared at Luo Ding's eyes. He didn't see any ordinary artists' awe for him. His smile appeared gentler, and it's hard to even reach out a hand actively. "The younger generations will surpass us in time."
Luo Ding thought about the deeper content of these eight words, smiling with a little blush: "Duan ge is only a few years older than me, don't make fun of me."
The cool palm was held in his hot palm. Duan Xiubo was merely able to grasp the other side's slender fingers and then pinched it before his palm was emptied. The feeling of familiarity that they both shared with each other made Duan Xiubo realize something, but before he could speak, he heard someone outside the deck seat shouted Luo Ding's name.
He turned his head with Luo Ding and saw an unexpected man: "Gu Yaxing?"
Gu Yaxing asked him with a quick smile, and then he turned his attention back to Luo Ding: "It's really you?"
"...... Mr Gu." Luo Ding found out the origin of the other party in his memory —— Gu Yaxing, the boss of Yaxing Entertainment. In other words, he was currently the most superior boss of the body.
Gu Yaxing was shocked. He had doubts when he saw Luo Ding onstage just now. Obviously, his five facial features were exactly the same, but the temperament of the other side made him unable to recognise in any case. Although he didn't know much about Luo Ding, he was also one of the pillars of his company. There was still a basic understanding. If Luo Ding really had that kind of stage presence and the singing skill like when he was on the stage a moment ago, how could he have stayed in his little temple for so many years? He came here with uncertainty and tried to sound him out. He already rehearsed in his heart how to apologize if he confessed to the wrong person, but he never expected that the young man who was so unfamiliar to him was really that Luo Ding!
He had countless questions in his head, but when he looked at his partner's eyes that were too clear to even see the bottom, his courage was as if being doused with cold water.
He opened his mouth, and finally, uttered out a sentence weakly: "......How can you be here?"
Chapter 10
The word "singing skill", seriously speaking, was actually a very vague concept.
Some people did have a natural good voice, but the same song, when sung by professional singers was very different from the common people. Breath, register and many other similar skills needed to be developed through the training day after day. When the basic voice conditions matured, then their progress depends on the singer's understanding of music.
So many people often found that comparing the early works of the same singer with their later works, or letting the same singer sing his early songs in the later period, even if the pronunciation and rhythm were completely the same, the former would still sound a lot immature. Of course, this was just the difference that would appear in most cases. In such a large entertainment circle, inevitably there were always straw bags that have not made any progress even after decades.
The original owner's hardware condition was really good. Be its appearance or voice, it could be regarded as excellent in Luo Ding's eyes. But the sentimentality he was born with and the wandering life when he was young hurt him, caused him to have a lack of security, inferiority, and not good at expressing his feelings. Such a character was more difficult to find a trusted friend in the performing arts circle than out of the circle with no one could share his anxiety. When he thought too much, he would then suffer from depression. Such a talented guy, no matter how good, no one was willing to uncover him. Because he couldn't perform openly with all he had, he couldn't really sing much. He lacked the experience to control live performance, all the shortcomings were big enough to cover up his advantages.
But it's just good that everything the original owner lacked was what Luo Ding was best at.
Decades ago, the showbiz was not like the present one with late voicing, lip-synching, high definition TV and audio, director group and lighting support, it was extremely easier to satisfy the audience. During his time, TV was not popular enough, and almost all the most popular artists were involved in the music world but the threshold of the music circle was very much higher than it was now. If one wanted to be famous, it's really necessary to have the appearance, the strength and the popularity. No matter which aspect that appears weak, it was an absolutely fatal injury. The past Cao Dingkun wanted to completely get ahead of others. He bravely pursued the most difficult but beautiful way of the singing path. And consequently, his success was well-known for it. Under the magnificent army with thousands of men and horses, he used a single wooden bridge to compete, starting from the bottom, while redoubling his siege, he killed the enemies. For this reason, the sacrifice he had to pay to reach the top was unimaginable to the new singers.
In order to make progress, he kept practised singing to the point of even practising in his dreams. He read too many professional books, plus he was talented enough. Even when he was older and gradually shifted the focus of his career to the film circle, the name of Cao Dingkun in the singing scene as a classic was unshakable
Pan Yiming was a pop singer. Her songs were not difficult. With Luo Ding's ability, controlling an unfamiliar voice with his professional singing ability could still be done.
Luo Ding's voice was clear without impurities. He merely conveyed a little emotion, humming softly until it was faintly discernible, but to almost ethereal effect. At the moment when he heard his own voice, he even somewhat unexpected it.
Pan Yiming woke up at the end of his prelude and swept her eyes under the stage. She found that most of the people around her were attracted to the stage.
"As time goes by, it's like a fleeting horse. I'll be here again in a twinkling of an eye..." Luo Ding's melodious falsetto was still circling the beam when the magnetic true voice sounded, people were unprepared. Although the accompaniment only had the simplest guitar string, it made people unconsciously singing in a trance, and slowly immersed in the other party's melodious ending.
Pan Yiming was shocked for a while. She really didn't think that her slobbery pop song could be played in such a deep and sad style. When she started to sing together, her voice was obviously a little hoarse due to tension: "Meeting again, a long distance away, but my friend didn't get away..."
Luo Ding hummed a tune to accompany her when she made a sound. Pan Yiming subconsciously caught the right tone and almost forgot her lyrics. She couldn't help but look at Luo Ding with her eyes, his eyes smiling with affection that seems to be full of water. She had the illusion of being sucked into a black hole.
Luo Ding's skill covered for Pan Yiming flawlessly, their voices blended into one harmoniously and beautifully saved the show ——
"The first blessing has been preserved till now——
——May you be cheered, celebrated and filled every day. Do not encounter any bumps, little bit of hard work, take the broadest road......"
Pan Yiming's voice was getting smaller and smaller. At last, Pan Yiming's voice was light enough to match Luo Ding's and listened to Luoding's voice attentively. She hadn't been aroused by music for many years. This song was familiar to her but when it came out of Luo Ding's mouth, it had changed into a totally different face.
The noisy voices under the stage had already disappeared. Everyone was staring at the stage in a trance. Under the strong light, Luo Ding, who was focusing on singing, looked like a painting. Duan Xiubo and Gongliang Guang, who had been indifferent before, became serious. Gong Liangguang felt something was a little wrong since he heard the prelude. When the chorus was finished, he couldn't resist it anymore. He turned around and asked Zheng Kezhen in confusion: "Am I mistaken? Did Luo Ding tell us how many years he has been a singer before? "
Immersed in the melodious singing, Zheng Kezhen only felt that he was in a trance and returned to the youth period when he rode a bicycle and walked through the streets with his companions. The friendship without impurities and estrangement had already bid farewell to his life. His heart suddenly bubbled up with a thousand catties of heavy regret. Being interrupted by Gongliang Guang, he immediately lowered his head to cover up his reddish eyes: "Yes, yes. It's said that he started his career when he was young. Now he's only in his twenties. "
Gongliang Guang's brain was becoming more and more insufficient. Luo Ding had repeatedly overturned his conjecture about his weaknesses —— outstanding appearance, temperament, calm personality and excellent communication skills. Zheng Kezhen had pledged to make sure that his acting skills were comparable to those of ghosts. Now he had also witnessed his very impeccable singing skills.
He couldn't figure it out even if he breaks his head for such a person to still be unpopular for so many years.
Due to Pan Yiming's concession, the original duet between the two gradually became Luo Ding's home court. After one song ended, the ending with the guitar strung was echoing, and the scene was as quiet as if only Luoding was left.
No one applauded, no one cheered.
He took a deep breath, opened his eyes and swept under the stage without expression.
After a few breaths, there was sparse applause, which seemed to awaken the other dazed audience. A moment later, thunderous applause began to drum in the venue.
"Good singing!!!" In the applause, some people cheered loudly. Luo Ding smiled at the crowd and jumped down from the high stool. He extended his hand to Pan Yiming, who was sitting next to him and gently helped her to the ground. It's as if the audiences who have a great appreciation for him were just ordinary audiences, rather than the famous media people who, on their own, could shake the city.
Thinking that Pan Yiming in the chorus didn't win the limelight because of his singing skills, but gave up the main venue to himself, Luo Ding smiled at Pan Yiming with a little gratitude. Pan Yiming was dazzled by the smile for a moment. After stepping down from the stage, she understood the other's meaningful gaze, which was not without some bitterness. Just, at which level was she from the perspective of Luo Ding? Originally the two people cooperated tacitly, but she's really upset tonight. If she wants to steal the limelight, she'll only end up being humiliated.
She was a famous female singer who had been on the best-selling list for many times, but now she was crushed to death by an unknown newcomer. Pan Yiming realized that there was something sour in her mind when she realized this reality, but Luo Ding was very considerate to her after singing and it immediately eliminated all her unhappiness.
Thinking of the dazzling charm that Luo Ding just had bursting out when she was playing and singing, she became more and more determined to invite the other party to participate in the shooting. As long as it worked properly, the other side would definitely become the super selling point to promote the sales of her new album!
When Luo Ding returned to his seat, everyone including Gong Liangguang stood up and applauded.
"Good!" Gongliang Guang couldn't help but lean over and pat him on the shoulder. He couldn't hide his appreciation. "You really...... Make me speechless! "
"It's not right." Luo Ding frowned and said with hesitation, "I seem to be used to singing lyric songs. This song should have been happier. Sister Pan's mood has been broken by me."
Pan Yiming wanted to compliment Luo Ding when Gongliang Guang talked. She immediately took a deep breath when she heard the words. The mood was broken..... Thinking of herself trapped in the tender mood created by Luo Ding, she didn't know whether to be proud or ashamed.
Gongliang Guang, as an old scholar, loved the other side's strict attitude. He laughed so hard that one could see his teeth. He encouraged him with two more sentences, and his words did not hide his appreciation.
Luo Ding felt the eyes that people outside the deck seat fell on himself. Although he still looked the same, he heaved a long sigh of relief in his heart.
A happy tune? Of course, he knew that the song was cheerful, and he could sing that happy feeling. But what about that? The lively singing was now more and more unpopular in the recording industry, the popular genre in the whole market presently was affectionate singing. Luo Ding's interpretation of this song seemed to deviate from the original intention of birthday celebration, but it's not his original intention from the beginning to the end just to come only for a birthday celebration?
He calculated in his heart that there would be a producer coming to the door within a few days at the latest. Luo Ding's eyebrows were low and his eyes were not moved by the praise around him. Naturally, he looked calm and cool-headed in the eyes of others and arouses a discussion about his age. Luo Ding naturally didn't care about the gossip, but before he could sit down, he heard a man shouting his name in his ear.
Looking up, Duan Xiubo was standing in front of him. Duan Xiubo and Zheng Kezhen had changed their positions. He now stood very close to him. Luo Ding looked up and met the other's jet-black eyes.
The first reaction in his brain was to analyze what the other party was thinking from the eyes, but for a moment, he couldn't find any other intention from the other party's gentle smile.
He subconsciously put on a fake smile: "Duan ge?"
"You sings very well." Duan Xiubo stared at Luo Ding's eyes. He didn't see any ordinary artists' awe for him. His smile appeared gentler, and it's hard to even reach out a hand actively. "The younger generations will surpass us in time."
Luo Ding thought about the deeper content of these eight words, smiling with a little blush: "Duan ge is only a few years older than me, don't make fun of me."
The cool palm was held in his hot palm. Duan Xiubo was merely able to grasp the other side's slender fingers and then pinched it before his palm was emptied. The feeling of familiarity that they both shared with each other made Duan Xiubo realize something, but before he could speak, he heard someone outside the deck seat shouted Luo Ding's name.
He turned his head with Luo Ding and saw an unexpected man: "Gu Yaxing?"
Gu Yaxing asked him with a quick smile, and then he turned his attention back to Luo Ding: "It's really you?"
"...... Mr Gu." Luo Ding found out the origin of the other party in his memory —— Gu Yaxing, the boss of Yaxing Entertainment. In other words, he was currently the most superior boss of the body.
Gu Yaxing was shocked. He had doubts when he saw Luo Ding onstage just now. Obviously, his five facial features were exactly the same, but the temperament of the other side made him unable to recognise in any case. Although he didn't know much about Luo Ding, he was also one of the pillars of his company. There was still a basic understanding. If Luo Ding really had that kind of stage presence and the singing skill like when he was on the stage a moment ago, how could he have stayed in his little temple for so many years? He came here with uncertainty and tried to sound him out. He already rehearsed in his heart how to apologize if he confessed to the wrong person, but he never expected that the young man who was so unfamiliar to him was really that Luo Ding!
He had countless questions in his head, but when he looked at his partner's eyes that were too clear to even see the bottom, his courage was as if being doused with cold water.
He opened his mouth, and finally, uttered out a sentence weakly: "......How can you be here?"
