novelones Chapter 1097 The Road to the Peak
Chapter 1097 The Road to the Peak
Jackson hurried to Xia Chuan's house. The bodyguard didn't dare to stop him when he saw the look. He was actually wearing performance clothes and makeup.
Invite him in directly, but leave the four bodyguards at the door.
When Jackson walked into the courtyard, Xia Chuan and Shiyun had already greeted him.
"Hahaha, you don't have to be so exaggerated, come in costume?" Xia Chuan laughed and gave him a hug.
Jackson showed a childlike smile: "You said I came to sing a song at the concert, is that true?"
"Of course, is this difficult?" Xia Chuan was surprised.
Jackson said happily: "Okay, let's go."
Xia Chuan was stunned: "Isn't it number one? My wife remembered the difficulty level wrong?"
"Yes, No. 1 is the official performance, rehearsal today." Jackson said seriously.
Xia Chuan suddenly couldn't laugh or cry: "Why do you want me to do the rehearsal? I still need to rehearse for the difficulty?"
Jackson looked surprised: "Why don't you need a rehearsal? Don't you need an accompaniment?"
Xia Chuan was even more devastated: "I don't need accompaniment. If you think it's necessary, just put on the accompaniment tape."
Jackson shook his head seriously: "How can you play an accompaniment tape at a concert? Isn't that deceiving the audience? It must be accompanied and sung live!"
Oh my God, Xia Chuan is completely convinced. Isn’t it normal to play accompaniment tapes during concerts? They all lip-synced the recordings, and the toughest one was Chi Zhiqiang. He did this in every concert because he didn't sing those songs.
Shiyun smiled: "You can stay with Jackson at ease. There is nothing that cannot be postponed."
Xia Chuan finally compromised, just because of Jackson's persistence in perfection.
He raised his hands and said, "I'll go."
Jackson immediately hugged him happily and left.
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Entering the Workers' Stadium, Xia Chuan discovered that a high platform had been erected in the middle of the lawn, and a band was playing on it.
Seeing Xia Chuan entering, they all stood up to show respect.
Below the high platform is the dressing room. Jackson and Xia Chuan walked in and saw various performance props, spray equipment, fireworks equipment, lifts, suitcases, and a bunch of dancers, all dressed in neat costumes, waiting for Jackson to rehearse.
Jackson pulled him to a row of clothes racks and asked him to change his clothes.
Xia Chuan said helplessly: "Why are you changing clothes for the rehearsal?"
Jackson explained patiently: "Changing clothes is to let you get used to it. Otherwise, what should you do if you don't adapt to the stage on the first day and it affects your singing?"
"Okay, the reason is very good." Xia Chuan continued to compromise.
Then Jackson personally changed him into an exaggerated rock costume, and said generously: "No makeup for today, and you don't need to change the shape of your hair. You will put hairspray on it until the official performance."
Xia Chuan trembled all over, regretting a little bit.
The two then took an elevator to the stage.
The black people in the band gathered around excitedly. They were all very grateful to Xia Chuan. With one sentence, they turned Jackson's case over. There may be people in the world who can do it, but I'm afraid only Xia Chuan can do it.
Especially Xia Chuan's status and terrifying achievements made them admire him even more.
Jackson introduced Xia Chuan one by one, as if they were all his brothers, and Xia Chuan also hugged and exchanged greetings one by one, making these black people even happier.
"Which song do you want to sing?" Jackson finally asked.
Xia Chuan looked at the band's instruments and saw that the national singing style was definitely not working anymore, so he said: "Let's rock and roll. The name is "Blooming Life". I'll sing it first, and you can record the score and arrange the music."
"Okay." Jackson personally picked up the pen and prepared to record, and the rest of the band was also ready.
Xia Chuan was about to sing when Jackson waved his hand again: "Sing to the audience."
"Okay." Xia Chuan felt a little homesick.
Facing the empty auditorium, he walked up to the microphone and started casually.
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After singing, Xia Chuan looked back at everyone and asked in surprise: "Have you recorded it yet?"
Jackson said awkwardly: "We didn't understand the lyrics."
"If you don't understand the lyrics, you can't record the score?" Xia Chuan wondered.
Jackson actually nodded. In his opinion, if you don't know the lyrics, you can't arrange the music because you don't know what to express.
The band members became more and more embarrassed.
Xia Chuan had no choice but to write down the lyrics. Jackson's eyes lit up, this was well written.
Everyone copied a copy, and then Xia Chuan sang it again.
He thought it was over this time.
Unexpectedly, Jackson said again: "Can you sing it again in English? Of course, the formal performance should be in Chinese, after all, the audience needs to understand."
Xia Chuan sang it again in English.
Jackson added: "You can't do it without dance moves, I will choreograph it for you."
He sang about life in full bloom into the microphone, and at the same time, he broke out into powerful dance moves at key syllables.
After he finished singing, he asked: "Have you learned it?"
Xia Chuan shook his head: "It's not suitable for me. If you think it's too monotonous, I'll sing and play at the same time."
"That's great!" Jackson took an electric guitar and handed it to Xia Chuan: "Try it again."
Xia Chuan helplessly played and sang again.
The band polished the arrangement and orchestration over and over again...
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When preparing for dinner, Xia Chuan finally walked into the restaurant with a disgraced look.
When he entered the door, he found Sister Dong sitting there and said in shock: "Sister Dong, you are going too far!"
Dong Mingzhu's cheeks turned red with anger, and she gritted her teeth and said, "I'm not here to ask for money! It's just that the client asked me for concert tickets, so I came here to ask."
"Oh oh oh, if you want a ticket, I'll sit down." Xia Chuan carefully watched Dong Mingzhu sit down, as if she would fly up as soon as she opened her mouth.
Dong Mingzhu couldn't laugh or cry, and everyone laughed.
"Where's Jackson?" Meng Yicha asked.
"Let him practice by himself." Xia Chuan sighed: "I rehearsed that song for a whole day. Oh my god, did you sing it for my grandma?"
Chu Anning smiled.
Osmanthus smiled and said: "This concert is very sensational. The media, music industry, and education industry are all in an uproar. It is a rare event in a century. It is said that the ticket price has been raised to 1,000 yuan. It is a stadium with tens of thousands of people. It is terrible. ”
Xia Chuan said: "There are a lot of foreigners. Wherever he goes to hold a concert, the fans will follow him there. It is impossible for ordinary people to spend a thousand yuan to watch a concert."
Yuan Xiang said with a smile: "There are definitely foreigners, but there will never be more people than us. Even for you, there will be countless people willing to spend money to see it."
Xia Chuan immediately reminded: "Sister and Guihua, please don't go. Those audiences are a bunch of lunatics."
Shiyun said gently: "Don't worry, we have given the tickets to Sister Dong."
Everyone laughed.
Dong Mingzhu took the opportunity and smiled: "I'm just asking, why have you never thought of using me as a mobile phone?"
Xia Chuan thought about it seriously. This is because Dong Mingzhu failed in making mobile phones in history.
But the reason for the failure was that Geli had already been branded as an air conditioner. If she tried to make a mobile phone, everyone would not approve of it and think it was unprofessional.
But now Dong Mingzhu can be said to have an advantage over Lei Jun. He has the industrial chain of induction cookers, has experience in operating electronic products, and likes electronic products with a good image. Why can't he do it?
Xia Chuan sighed: "I was wrong. If you want to make a mobile phone, give up the drone."
Dong Mingzhu smiled happily: "As long as you say this, I won't give up drones. I have no habit of giving up, so I won't make mobile phones. There are thousands of ways to climb the mountain, and I can only choose one."