Fang Zhao's adaptation of "Legend" is young and full of energy.
It was not the earth-shattering drum beat that shocked the audience, but the sense of power hidden in the music!
Every timbre, every note, seems to hide countless emotions!
Listen carefully, there is patience and impetuousness in the music, but it is more of a surprise. Just like the group of young people playing on the stage, although they do not have the perfect technique of professional performers, they can play a movement that makes people feel emotional and tearful.
"It feels like the heart beats with the earth!"
"This is very different from the original "Legend" I listened to the last time I was chasing the show, but it's still atmospheric!"
"I like both versions, but I personally prefer Fang Zhao's version. It's not that I don't respect Master Mo Lang, but I think that Fang Zhao's version is more suitable for us Hidden Stars!" An audience member looked hot.
"Yes! That kind of emotion that only hidden stars can experience!"
"The Fang Zhao version of "Legend" is less historically heavy and more exciting and industrial."
Different from the rational analysis of these pure audiences, the parents who came to cheer were excited.
They may not be able to hear the deep meaning of this "Legend", but they can hear whether the performance is good or bad, and everyone around is complimenting it!
Everyone said yes, it must be really good!
Did not lose the face of our hidden star!
Parents picked up communicators to message those who couldn't watch the show.
blow!
Blow wildly!
You must blow the show just now and the performance of your own children to your colleagues, relatives and friends! !
right! There are also relatives on the mother planet, and they must also know! Although the photos cannot be sent and the videos cannot be shown to them, it is enough to listen to our verbal description.
After the orchestra performance ended, the students bowed and saluted before they left.
Walking to the backstage, many students were almost collapsed and their feet were shaking.
The ultimate investment, the burst of short-term cohesion, suddenly relaxed, and the spirit seemed to be out of strength.
A student almost fell to the ground, but fortunately the people next to him supported him. After they were completely relaxed, the students gathered around and watched the video just now.
"I can play so well!" A student was moved to tears by his own piano skills.
"Super-level performance! Super-level!" The flute player next to him looked surprised and was very satisfied with his performance just now.
"This is the credit of a few of you, this is the credit of all of us, even if one person makes a mistake, it won't work! Perfect!!" Another said.
"No, I want to ask the organizer if they can extract the audio, I want to save the single loop!"
"I want a video, I applied to cut out the clip just now, and I can still play at least ten years for the performance we just played!"
The younger students were even more excited and incoherent, especially the one who received the parent's red envelope just now and almost screamed.
A younger student hurriedly received the electronic red envelopes sent by various elders, and said, "It would be good to do this kind of performance a few more times." Although the rehearsal was hard, the harvest was still very rich.
"By the way, what about Brother Zhao? I want to ask him when he will come over next time."
"Once a year? Or every few years?"
"He was called away by the art troupe."
After the show, Fang Zhao was called over by the art troupe as soon as he returned to the backstage. The invited artists gathered together. Those who had passed the show had to relax a lot. When Fang Zhao came over, an old artist smiled and took pictures. tapped his shoulder.
"Not bad! Lao Mo must be very satisfied with your performance!"
"No wonder Mo Lang asked you to change his name, so that no one else would interfere."
Originally, they thought that Mo Lang was talking about letting Fang Zhao adapt it independently, and he must have helped in private, but after listening to the adapted version of "Legend" just now, they heard that even if Mo Lang helped, it didn't help much. There is not much Mo Lang's shadow in it. It can be heard that it is "Legend", but the style and performance are completely different. They know how much Mo Lang has exerted.
It is precisely because I understand it that I can sigh the strength of Fang Zhao.
When many young people face the masterpieces of their predecessors, they are reluctant to adapt them, looking ahead and looking back, hesitating, and finally rewriting them without seeing it. Fang Zhao is a successful example.
Fang Zhao chatted with a few old artists. They are all people who have passed the show, and they are more relaxed. They are also talking about waiting for the end of the show on the hidden star side. When we go back, when will everyone get together and have a good exchange. There are still too many restrictions on Yinxing's side, and he dare not say more.
Just as he was talking, the door of the lounge suddenly opened, and a figure rushed in and went straight to the bag on the sofa.
"Hey? Mayer, lost something?" an old artist asked.
The one who rushed in just now was Ms. Meyer, the dance master in the accompanying art troupe.
Looking at the time, Mayer's show will start in less than fifteen minutes.
"I can't find the bracelet! I confirmed it tomorrow morning and put it with the costume! Just now I was about to change the costume and found that the bracelet was nowhere to be found! I don't have this bag either!"
Meyer's bracelet is custom-made for the show she's going to perform and will enhance the show. I just didn't expect that the bracelet could not be found at the critical moment.
"I haven't found it yet? Did it fall into the dance studio?" an old artist asked.
"I'll look for it again..."
When Mayer was rummaging through her bag, she was so anxious to tear it apart, but she couldn't find it, so she could only go to the dance studio to have a look. She did go to the dance studio in the morning.
"Where's your assistant?" someone asked.
"Don't mention it, there was a small problem with a button on the clothes, my assistant went to fix it. The dance studio is not far away, I'll look for it... "
"I'll go." Fang Zhao got up and said, "I'll go to the dance studio to see."
Others also agreed: "Yes, let Xiaofang go to the dance studio to find them. They are young people who run fast. Meyer, go and change your clothes, and then find a way to find another bracelet instead, and prepare both hands."
"Okay! Thank you Xiaofang!"
Mayer told Fang Zhao the location of the dance studio, and handed him the access card. Fang Zhao stopped delaying and ran to the dance studio.
The usual rehearsal place and the performance venue are not in the same place. There are security guards on the third floor outside the performance venue. When Fang Zhao came out, it took a while to go through the security check before arriving at the dance studio that Mayer said, but he did not. Discover Meyer's bracelet here.
Turning on the communicator and telling Meyer what happened here, Meyer's tone on the communicator side was full of anxiety and frustration. Unable to find the original bracelet, Mayer had to temporarily replace it with a replacement, but the performance was flawed and could not achieve the effect that Mayer himself requested. It's like a violinist who changes a bow that doesn't fit his hand, and it's not as good as the original.
As a seasoned dancer, Meyer is unlikely to place important objects randomly, and inadvertence rarely happens to her. It is estimated that Mayer is now thinking about who is quietly cheating on her.
There are also cases where students play tricks and tease the teacher, but this is a hidden star. Usually, they may make a joke during rehearsal. Which student dares to use this method at such a critical time? Hidden Star's punishment is quite heavy.
After disconnecting the communication, Fang Zhao was about to leave the dance studio, but before he left, he looked back and glanced at the two open windows of the dance studio, intending to close them.
There were footsteps coming from the elevator.
"Call brother!"
Yuan Zheng held a box and hurried over.
After learning that Fang Zhao left the venue and came here, Yuan Zheng felt that this was a good time to give gifts!
Fang Zhao ran too fast, Yuan Zheng was worried that he would not be able to meet anyone, but he was lucky to catch up.
This time, Yuan Zheng didn't bring security personnel, and he didn't let the security personnel know when he left the performance venue. He still had a lot to say to Fang Zhao, but he didn't want to be interrupted by half a sentence.
"How do you know I'm here?" Fang Zhao's eyes sank, "Where's the soldier in charge of your safety?!"
Facing the stern gaze of Fang Zhao, Yuan Zheng held back all the words he had prepared, opened his mouth, and was about to say something, when he was suddenly pulled to the side by Fang Zhao.
boom!
A bullet penetrated the wall behind Yuan Zheng.
Fang Zhao pulled Yuan Zheng to dodge in a very short time to avoid and find cover.
Yuan Zheng was stunned by this sudden change, and then looked at the bullet marks on the wall. If Fang Zhao didn't pull him, he probably lost half of his head.
"Brother Zhao..."
Yuan Zheng looked at the blood stained on Fang Zhao's clothes, his face was pale, his voice was shaking, and he was about to cry.
There were two snipers. There were two bullets just now. One avoided and hit the wall. The other one was blocked by Fang Zhao.
Fang Zhao made a "shush" gesture, indicating that Yuan Zheng should not make a sound or move.
The alarm didn't sound, and it was obvious that someone had acted early, but there must be other means of exploration in Hidden Star, and someone will come here soon.
The windows of the dance studio are one-way viewable, so you can't see what's going on from the outside, and neither can a see-through instrument.
It seems that someone wants Yuan Zheng's life, and it has been planned for a long time.
Fang Zhao quickly analyzed in his mind and looked at the injuries on his body.
Yuan Zheng, who was blocked in the back, regretted it at this time. He shouldn't have come alone. Although he was always told to pay attention to safety and to take people when he traveled, he relaxed his vigilance because he had never had an accident. . I pressed the emergency call button in my hand, but there was no response. is blocked.
Yuan Zheng was also very worried about Fang Zhao's injury, which was in the abdomen. Get medical treatment ASAP!
While worried, Yuan Zheng saw Fang Zhao frown slightly, and took out the bullet from the wound with his bare hands.
Yuan Zheng: "!!!"
big brother! Don't mess around! !
Yuan Zheng has minored in the professional knowledge of firearms. Young boys like guns. Yuan Zheng himself thought about experiencing the feeling of being shot in the second year of high school, and secretly made an experiment.
After being hit in the chest by an ordinary bullet in a bulletproof vest armed to the hair, he fell to the ground instantly. Because of the change in adrenaline, his legs were still throbbing, and he felt a few ribs were shot, and he lay in pain for a long time.
Although it was an illusion after the fact, it was just pain, but the physical pain was second, and the psychological panic caused by it lasted for a long time. With the help of a psychiatrist, he finally got out of the shadows, so he got into the laboratory to study the engine, and then He is still interested in firearms, and he will study various firearms in his free time, but he will not play real-life gunfighting games. He didn't even go to play paintball games with his peers. The psychological shadow of his middle school years always reminded him of the pain of being hit by bullets.
Now, seeing this ruthless man pulling bullets with his bare hands in front of him, Yuan Zheng was so startled that he almost jumped up.
Pain is one aspect, don't make it worse!
However, then, Yuan Zheng saw the warhead that Fang Zhao pulled out from the wound.
The pointed warhead has been cracked and deformed, turning into a bullet "flower".
Seeing this bullet, Yuan Zheng had a momentary blank in his mind, but soon his mind turned again.
If I read correctly, this kind of bullet he studied not long ago. The special warhead has strong penetrating power, let alone only one person, even if three or five people are stacked to block the front, they can still penetrate easily.
Ordinary light armor can't stop it, let alone people
Just look at the bullet hole that pierced the wall just now to know how well it penetrates.
The core engineers who are protected usually wear at least three layers of nano-body armor when they go out. Today, Yuan Zheng also wore it when he came out to see the performance. As long as he doesn't hit his head, the impact of more than 70% of the existing blaster guns and live ammunition guns can basically be blocked. will not cause fatal damage to them.
Coupled with Yinxing's strict management environment, it is quite difficult to assassinate a heavily protected core engineer in Yinxing. Since the other party can successfully shoot at this time, it is obviously after careful planning, and they will definitely count the bulletproof vests they are wearing, and it is impossible to use ordinary bullets.
but!
in front of you!
Fang Zhao blocked a bullet by himself!
one person! !
Yuan Zheng panicked, Fang Zhao's injury...
Injury
The blood stained on Fang Zhao's clothes seems to have stopped spreading
no blood
Looking at Fang Zhao again, his breathing was light but steady, and his complexion was normal. If it wasn't for the blood stains on his clothes, he really couldn't tell that it was the person who was shot just now. In this comparison, Yuan Zheng, the man whose face has faded from the blood, is more like the one who was shot.
Yuan Zheng suspected that he had hallucinated.
He has studied the destructive effects of various bullets on the human body, the structure, shape, mass and speed of the warhead, the worries of the opponent's wounds in his mind, the doubts about what he sees, the memory of theoretical knowledge and experimental data, and many other emotional shocks under
Yuan Zheng... Yuan Zheng has no IQ anymore.
Lazy speech
See you tomorrow