() Found the way home!

She looked around since she came to the bar. Although she had been to the bar with Wu Peilin several times in Jiangcheng, the feeling that she felt was noisy. It was not as quiet as this bar. On the stage, a slightly decadent man was playing and singing a folk song. The customers in the audience either listened quietly or followed, and even the few chatting were talking in a low voice.

"I'm a folk bar here, which is a little quieter," Chen Fang explained to the two girls: "There are several bars opposite Houhai where there are rock and roll. There is a more famous shark band there. They like heavy metal music."

Chen Fang then laughed at himself: "There are more young people there, and I have more middle-aged people here."

Cai Leyi flattered her: "There are many successful people here, and in addition to listening to music, there are also good wines. The reputation has spread in the Yanjing circle."

"We prefer folk songs, rock songs are too noisy." Wang Xinyi continued on the side.

Fang Yuan put the wine prepared for the three of them in front of them, and the cool mint taste and the restless hearts of the few people also calmed down.

Chen Fang watched Zhang Lei finish singing a song and said to the two girls: "Are you interested in going on stage to perform? My audio effect is very good."

"Can we do?" The two girls looked at each other, showing a eager expression.

"Yes, even ordinary customers can perform on stage." Seeing them coming empty-handed, Chen Fang asked Fang Yuan to take out a handful of the acoustic guitar he placed here from the locker in the bar and hand it to Wu Peilin: "Let this guitar be used for you."

"Ah, thank you!" This is a folk guitar that is not plugged in. Although Wu Peilin didn't know what brand this guitar was, he just took a brief look at the buttons, the well-made panel paint, and the row of exquisite foreign letters under the panel, also knew that it was of great value.

As the guitar accompaniment in the group, Wu Peilin has always wanted to change to a better guitar. As a self-reliant college student, she was going to go back to Jiangcheng to get the long-loving "Taylor" in the piano store after she received the bonus. But gently plucked the strings of the guitar, and the sound was much more mellow than the Taylor that she had tried many times.

"This is a guitar handmade by Gilcott Ramirez, Spain. Its sound quality is relatively low and it is very suitable for folk songs." Chen Fang looked at Wu Peilin's expression of seeking knowledge and said briefly.

Although I don’t know who this person is, I must be a master of being able to create a guitar with such perfect sound quality by hand.

The two girls were not stage frightened. They were like two people in an abnormal band in the bar, sitting on a high stool. Wu Peilin held the guitar aside, while Wang Xinyi adjusted the microphone to the height she suited.

"Hello everyone, we are a group called 'Jiucheng Meow'. I came to Yanjing for the first time to perform. I was a little nervous. If I don't sing well, I hope everyone will encourage me."

"The typhoons of these two girls are good and very cool." Chen Fang said to Cai Leyi.

"Yes, this live broadcast, there were a few people who were not inferior to their singing skills, but in the end they were not as popular as theirs. In addition to being beautiful, they liked to interact with netizens online."

The two sang Song Fatty's "Zebra Zebra". Unlike Song Fatty's decadent and hoarse voice, Wang Xinyi interpreted this song with a clean and clear voice.

Although the two have received great support on the live broadcast online and have a large number of fans, the two who have not been professionally trained still expose a lot of weaknesses in the bar speaker amplifier. Wang Xinyi's voice has a good quality, but the treble is insufficient, and there will be broken sounds in the treble parts. Wu Peilin's guitar playing technique has not been professionally learned, so the posture is wrong, and the grade of the two notes is wrong.

Most of the old customers in the bar are now released. Qin Mohan and others come to show off their hands from time to time to hear. Some people heard their mistakes, but they still smiled kindly to them.

The two then sang Qin Mohan's "Cultivating Love", a song released by Qin Mohan last year, topped the Chinese song rankings in one month, and then occupied this position for five weeks, longer than "Confession Balloon". If nothing unexpected happens, Qin Mohan may win the Best Newcomer of the Year award for these two songs held in May for these two songs.

In this song, there are many high notes in the chorus, and Wang Xinyi's voice suffered a great loss. After all, the speakers in Chenfang's bar are much better than the KTV they usually sing, and a little bit of flaws can be infinitely amplified. They also knew that the two of them chose the wrong song today. After singing, they bowed slightly to the customers who applauded on the spot and smiled embarrassedly.

"Teacher Shen, thank you." Wu Peilin reluctantly returned the guitar in his hand to Shen. Good instruments will make the player addicted, and the sounds made by this guitar make folk fans itchy.

Chen Fang smiled and knew that a good guitar was tempting to her, but this guitar was more than 700,000 yuan, and it was impossible for her to give it to her.

Wu Peilin also knew that this guitar was not something he could bear, so he withdrew his gaze and looked at Chen Fang: "Teacher Shen, we just made a lot of mistakes. Can you give me some advice?"

Originally, Chen Fang was not ready to comment on the performance of the two. After all, they were amateur singers. But Wu Peilin asked, and Wang Xinyi looked hopeful. Chen Fang thought about it for a while and gave an evaluation: "As an amateur singer, you have performed very well. Wang Xinyi, your voice is good, but you have not undergone professional practice. If you persist in practicing, you can still make a difference in singing folk songs. Wu Peilin, your playing posture is a little bit crooked. I don't know if you have noticed that your left thumb is somewhat suppressed. If your posture is not corrected, there will always be flaws in both notes."

"Teacher Shen, what if we want to be a professional singer?" Wang Xinyi asked as she looked at Chen Fang.

"Professional route?" Chen Fang looked at them and looked at them firmly, then looked at themselves firmly. Since they had faith and were also good seedlings, Chen Fang was about to mention them. After thinking about it, he gave suggestions: "If you take the professional route, you both must forget all the singing skills and music skills you have mastered now, practice basic skills from scratch, learn music theory, and learn to speak out. Although you have a certain foundation, if you really want to make a difference in professional singers, you still have to study hard for a year or two."

"In addition, you two have a bigger flaw." Seeing the two of you fall into deep thought, Chen Fang said, "I'll go on stage to sing a song, you can feel it, and then consider what you lack."

Chen Fang went on stage and still made the audience applaud. He is now very casual in singing on stage. Sometimes he can sing seven or eight songs a night, and sometimes he doesn’t sing a song a night, and just sit there quietly. Today, everyone saw Qin Mohan not coming, thinking that he was in no mood to sing again, but who knew there would be unexpected gains.

Chen Fang did not show off his skills and performed the guitar solo, nor did he sing high notes or long notes to hit the two of them. Instead, he sang a folk song "Anheqiao" that both of them could sing.

Chen Fang once told Qin Mohan that among these songs by Fatty Song, "Anhe Bridge" is the purest folk song. What is folk song? It is not called folk songs with a guitar and humming and whining, just whining without any illness.

Folk songs and folk songs should be down-to-earth and emotional. Fatty Song has lived in Anhe Bridge since he was a child, eating the meals made by his grandmother under the Anhe Bridge, and has also grown up under the Anhe Bridge. Here are his best memories and the most real emotions, so he wrote this song with emotion.

"Let me listen again, the most beautiful sentence, you are home, I'm waiting for you..." The faint sadness in the lyrics, accompanied by the pure guitar, Chen Fang used a low and hoarse voice to tell his own trivial past. Wu Peilin and Wang Xinyi gradually became stunned. Chen Fang had no gorgeous skills, and he brought them into the artistic conception of the song with his emotional voice, which was beyond the reach of the two of them.

"Teacher Shen, we have been taught." Chen Jie returned to the bar area with everyone's applause. Wu Peilin and Wang Xinyi came down from the bar stool and stood in front of Shen Fang and said respectfully: "Our big problem is that we lack experience, and our emotional grasp of the song is only superficial. When singing, we are too obsessed with skills and ignore the meaning of the song itself."

"It seems that you have realized that you are good at learning skills, but you have to practice emotionally by yourself." Chen Fang turned his face and looked at Cai Leyi who was listening on the side and asked, "Supervisor Cai, do you bear all the food and accommodation when they are participating in Sunday's performance?"

Cai Leyi said suddenly: "Young Master Chen, we are not considering this carefully. There are several groups of singers from Yanjing who participated in the performance, and they all have accommodation, so we provide an appearance fee of 8,000 yuan, including the food and accommodation fee."

Chen Fang looked at Cai Leyi with a frown and said to the two girls: "There are three days left, what are your plans?"

"Teacher Shen, don't worry, we have settled down. We finally asked the teacher for a week's leave. In the past few days, we will have a good time in Yanjing City and experience the imperial spirit of Yanjing City."

"Well, if you need help, you can come to the bar. I've been here these days. If you are interested, you can work here. We will pay you a salary according to the normal resident singers and let you earn some living expenses."

"Thank you, Teacher Shen." The two girls looked at each other and smiled, bowed to Chen Fang.

Since he first arrived in the capital, the two girls left Cai Leyi at less than nine o'clock, while Chen Fang had to wait for another person, Kong Ergou, who was famous for his underworld novels.
Chapter completed!