It was the last show at the main venue of the music festival in the stadium. Rain fell heavily in this small town, but it did not seem to dampen the enthusiasm at the festival venue.
Radio stations cannot locate radios because radios can only receive wavelengths but cannot send out information. However, if the radio station wants to know the listening rate, in addition to manual sampling surveys, there are other ways. For example, Wang Shifeng's City Sound program currently determines the listening rate by voting on music festival songs and using the frequency of the hotline.
Of course, it is impossible for the radio station to receive every hotline call, but every time a call comes in, there will be data statistics in the background to see how many calls came in during that period of time, and then a listening model comparison will be performed to roughly know the listening rate.
At 8:20, after Qin Keguang came to Wang Shifeng's live broadcast room, Wang Shifeng could see that the background data chart had reached a new peak.
Wang Shifeng also knew that several radio stations that had good relations with Yingchi had invited music critics to the station. These people, represented by Chen Yibo, deliberately created an atmosphere of public opinion. For example, Chen Yibo started by saying, "To be honest, I don't think Qin Xizhen is able to handle the style of that song. In terms of style and artistic conception, Zhao Le's lyrics are more to the point. Moreover, this song, described in a female voice, still lacks flavor."
When Qin Keguang appeared on City Voice Radio, there was no need for Wang Zhonghua to confront him head-on anymore. After all, as a famous musician, Qin Keguang's reputation and status were still there. If Wang Zhonghua and Qin Keguang confronted each other head-on, both would be criticized.
And using various music critics to support from the side, no matter what Qin Keguang says, veteran critics like Chen Yi-bo will sabotage him. This is a siege. As long as Qin Keguang is dragged into the quagmire where he needs to constantly explain those doubts and muddy the water, Qin Keguang will then find that even if he is full of words, he can't explain himself clearly.
In the live broadcast room, Qin Keguang, wearing a Zhongshan suit, took a seat at the instruction of Wang Shifeng, facing a microphone. Wang Shifeng found that Qin Keguang was calm and composed, not at all embarrassed. Then he remembered that this Master Qin in front of him had been a guest on many well-known programs as early as the 1980s, so he was of course very familiar with the place.
Wang Shifeng indicated that the live broadcast had begun. Seeing Qin Keguang nod, he said, "Mr. Qin Keguang, I believe many listeners are very excited that you can be a guest on the City Voice program. Earlier, some voices said that you were using your authority to protect your daughter. The audience was very indignant about this statement. After all, we have heard Qin Xizhen's singing, and according to many feedbacks, her singing level is very high. It can be said that a good father will have a good daughter, so I think this accusation is purely groundless... Maybe," Wang Shifeng paused, "some people want to confuse the public and cover up the truth... Mr. Qin, do you have any comment on this?"
Wang Shifeng thought that since the other party questioned Qin Keguang from this aspect, and this question was the most likely to cause heated discussion, he also took advantage of Qin Keguang's guest broadcasting opportunity to directly break this question. In fact, there were already many prompts on the script he gave Qin Keguang. At this time, Qin Keguang only needed to talk about Qin Xizhen's personal resume and awards, her hard work in learning music, her sweat, her will and ideals, and the standard answer would make this question self-defeating to the greatest extent.
But Qin Keguang didn't seem to do so. Seeing the question guide sheet given to him by Wang Shifeng, he smiled and looked through the window of the live broadcast room at the main stage. Qin Xizhen had just come on stage at this time. He smiled faintly, "As for what the truth is, let Qin Xizhen answer it with her performance."
All the doubts and noise are contained in Qin Keguang's words, which seem to carry a light yet extremely powerful force.
The older you get, the wiser you become. Those who were instructed by Wang Zhonghua to find loopholes in Qin Keguang's words and continue to attack him felt like they were facing an iron wall and couldn't take any action.
At the same time, there was a bad feeling between Qin Keguang's calmness, just like the dark clouds over the gymnasium at this moment.
No one knows what will happen.
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"They are on stage!" Yao Beibei looked at the stage and shouted excitedly.
Zhang Xin next to him took a closer look and asked, "Why is Cheng Ran here? Is he also in the band?"
When they saw Cheng Ran and Qin Xizhen's band standing on the stage together, these children from the compound were stunned for a moment.
Yang Xia was the fastest to react and reminded everyone, "Cheng Ran just said that we will hand out the song list 20 minutes into the concert. Everyone should go to the designated locations first."
She looked back at Cheng Ran and Qin Xizhen on the stage. Light fell from the sky and shone on them. For some reason, she felt a little nervous.
Qin Xizhen stood in front of the stage. Below him was a dark tide and rain was falling in lines in the sky, but no one left. Instead, there were crowds of people.
Someone shouted, "Qin Xizhen, come on!"
Qin Xizhen thought the voice sounded familiar, but the dazzling lights from the front row shone on the stage, so she didn't see that Zhao Haihua, who opened a chain restaurant in Shanhai, had mobilized almost all of his employees, hundreds of people, to stand in a corner of the stage to show their support for her. Her son Wang Wenhua, a section-level civil servant in a certain bureau, was also wearing a black suit, but his trouser legs were all splashed with mud, and he kept looking up at the stage.
At this moment, some of the audience members in the audience who already knew about the car crash and came because of Qin Keguang were shouting something, but it was not clear. There were whistles, cheers, and boos.
For a moment, there was a buzzing sound below the stage, and it seemed a bit chaotic.
Everyone looked at the audience and suddenly felt that they had finally arrived here.
Let's get started. At this time, Liu Pei's drum has been placed, Shanan Luomu and Ning Yuan's tuning has also been completed, and a box has been brought up to Qin Xizhen's feet.
In the light, she bent down, picked up a violin from the box, and placed it on her shoulder.
Everyone then realized that the box was actually full of musical instruments
What does this mean? Will she just take out any musical instrument she encounters in the song and play it
Is this the strength of Qin Keguang’s daughter
After Qin Xizhen started playing the violin, the noise in the venue was suppressed by the melodious and lingering sound of the violin, and the lawn gradually became quiet.
As the lights shone, music started and the sound filled the entire venue.
A violin prelude.
Liu Pei, who had practiced countless times in the piano room, swung the drumstick after the last two exciting and pressing violin endings that seemed to foreshadow the opening of the curtain, and the small and fast-paced cymbal sounds were inserted seamlessly in an instant.
Then the three guitarists, including Cheng Ran, Shanan, Luo Mu, and Ning Yuan, all pressed the strings in sync.
Of course, compared to the other two's expertise, Cheng Ran could only play the role of a song, but it was also impressive. His heart was beating very fast. Even if he was reborn, he must be in a difficult mood to calm down when he was on such a stage he had never experienced before.
His face is as calm as a lake, but his heart is as violent as thunder.
The stars are shining brightly, and I express my aspirations through singing.
The blood rushed along the spine to the top of the forehead like a ignited fire.
A series of movements progressed in parallel, as if leading to the moment when Qin Xizhen opened his mouth.
After Shanan Luomu suddenly plucked the strings, Qin Xizhen's violin fell back into the box. She held the microphone and her voice came through.
This voice, accompanied by the extremely strange arrangement of the music, instantly enveloped the entire audience.
Even though raindrops were falling on the lawn, people still pricked up their ears, trying to hear every note clearly, as well as the singing from Qin Xizhen.
"It's such weird music again..."
"It's exactly the same as the previous car crash song, with a unique style... No, no, no, this time, it seems to be even more powerful..."
"What did you sing? 'The cool morning dew, showing the black dress'... It was 'Wet the black dress', yes! 'The cobblestone road is foggy, and the husband is whispering'? Husband?"
"The fog that cannot be blown away hides the intention. Someone walks softly and stops.
Before I could even cry, the bullet passed through and took away my warmth. "
Qin Xizhen sang like this, and along with these words, he stretched out his hand, with his thumb raised, index finger straightened, and the rest of his fingers curled up, pointing towards the guest seats.
Wang Zhonghua and Zhao Le, who were very close to the main venue, naturally saw her action clearly.
Accompanying the ballad chanting about bullets, people on the stadium lawn now made no sound, but it was this silence of listening to the song quietly that made them feel ominous.
Tonight, it feels like the gate to hell.
It's opened.