yournovel Chapter 497 is probably really a benefactor!
Chapter 497 is probably really a benefactor!
Chapter 497 is probably really a benefactor!
"Oh dear, I don't even know if they're free!" Lin Yourong said coquettishly, giving Yu Huan's arm a light punch.
Yu Huan, thick-skinned and unyielding, remained unmoved.
He still had a relaxed and carefree smile on his face, and said half-jokingly, "My junior sister is in trouble, how can I, her senior sister, stand idly by? You two are such good friends, she will definitely be happy to help."
Upon hearing this, Lin Yourong immediately rolled her eyes at him, her eyes sparkling.
She parted her cherry lips slightly, about to respond, when suddenly the door to the practice room was pushed open.
Hu Jiyan, sporting a small mustache, stood at the door with a beaming smile, turning around to chat and laugh with Liang Qiaobo and Sister Ru who were following behind him.
Although his voice was drowned out by the noisy instruments in the practice room, it was easy to tell from his facial expression that he was enthusiastically sharing something interesting.
Immediately afterwards, Hu Jiyan turned around and looked around the practice room filled with the deafening sound of drums and music. His gaze finally settled on the piano by the window on the right—Yu Huan and Lin Yourong were sitting side by side, looking like a perfect couple.
Without hesitation, Hu Jiyan strode toward them.
Meanwhile, the members of the Hanggai Band also noticed their arrival.
Liang Qiaobo has appeared frequently on the show and is already well-known to the audience, so the members recognized him immediately.
This band, which has always been rooted in a niche field, is about to have its first opportunity to step onto the mainstream stage and be seen by audiences across the country.
This expectation had been surging in their hearts for a long time.
At this moment, facing Liang Qiaobo, who holds a pivotal position in the program, the originally noisy musical instruments, which resembled a bustling market, suddenly stopped, causing a brief commotion.
"Liang Qiaobo! It's Teacher Liang Qiaobo!" Iliqi unconsciously lowered his voice.
Hu Richa could not hide his excitement and nodded vigorously.
Batu Bagen and Yilalata, sitting in the back, were communicating quickly in hushed tones in Mongolian.
However, these people did not rush forward in a swarm to greet him obsequiously.
Ilich calmed himself down, turned around and waved his hand to signal everyone to continue the trial performance, then straightened his back and stood up.
At this moment, Hu Jiyan walked briskly and had already reached Yu Huan and Lin Yourong.
At Ilich's signal, the sounds of instruments in the practice room began to play again, albeit sporadically.
Hu Jiyan's smile grew even wider as he said, "Xiao Yu, Teacher Liang heard you were rehearsing and came to check on you."
"A warm welcome!" Yu Huan replied without hesitation.
The voice just fell.
She then stood up and warmly extended her hand to Liang Qiaobo, who had approached her. With a bright smile, she continued, "Teacher Liang, it's such an honor that you took the time out of your busy schedule to come and watch our rehearsal! Please give us some guidance and valuable suggestions."
Following her husband's lead, Lin Yourong also stood up and politely greeted Liang Qiaobo, saying, "Hello, Teacher Liang."
Liang Qiaobo smiled gently, first nodding slightly to Lin Yourong, then taking Yu Huan's outstretched hand and responding jokingly in his thick Hong Kong accent.
"No, no, Xiao Yu, you're exaggerating a bit. I've been keeping your promise to treat us to dinner tonight in mind. I'm just here to wait for you guys to have dinner together."
Yu Huan laughed heartily.
Just then, he noticed Ilich walking towards him.
Just as he was about to introduce Yiliqi to Liang Qiaobo, Liang Qiaobo immediately spoke up again.
“After you called me last time, I listened to all the different versions of ‘Night in Ulaanbaatar’ very carefully. Ji Yan said that your arrangement of this song is very novel and has a unique style, so I came over to take a look.”
Upon hearing this, Yu Huan quickly replied, "Although there hasn't been a formal rehearsal yet, and we've only just started testing the instrument and singing, I'll have everyone go through it briefly from beginning to end later, so that Teacher Liang can have a direct feel for the overall style."
He can distinguish between the king and the queen.
“Okay.” Liang Qiaobo nodded with a smile in agreement.
Yu Huan walked unhurriedly to Yiliqi's side, her face beaming with a warm smile, and said to Liang Qiaobo, "Teacher Liang, I must introduce this person to you. He is the captain of the Hanggai Band, named Yiliqi. Captain Yi is an excellent music composer, and he is mainly responsible for the band's composition and arrangement work."
Upon seeing this, Ilich's originally straight back tensed up even more instantly.
He quickly extended his hand, leaned forward slightly, and said with a respectful smile, "Hello, Teacher Liang! I've long admired your name. It's such an honor to meet you here."
"Hello." Liang Qiaobo smiled and shook hands with him.
Sister Ru listened quietly to the conversation, and when she heard Yiliqi's Beijing accent, she couldn't help but chime in out of curiosity.
"Captain, are you from Inner Mongolia? You sound different from the others; you don't have any of their accents."
Upon hearing this, Yiliqi turned to look at Sister Ru's smiling face and quickly replied, "I am indeed from Inner Mongolia, but I have lived in Yanjing since I was a child."
Sister Ru asked with great interest, "Oh, you grew up in Yanjing, how come you are so obsessed with Mongolian folk songs, and even formed a band that blends Mongolian folk songs and rock in such a unique way?"
When Ilich heard this question, his lips moved slightly, as if a thousand words were surging in his heart, but he didn't know where to begin.
Yu Huan knew that although Yiliqi, the captain of the Hanggai Band, spoke fluent Mandarin, he was actually not very good at expressing himself.
In general, when a speech is required, the lead singer Hu Richa is asked to speak.
Although Hu Richa's Mandarin is very broken and he speaks haltingly, he loves to talk...
Thinking of this, Yu Huan's lips curled up slightly, and she took over the conversation.
"Like many folk songs, they have been passed down for hundreds or even thousands of years. No matter how times change, some music has this charm and can be continuously sung. They are the gold left behind after being washed away by time."
"Iliqi's ability to carefully collect these scattered pieces of gold, repackage them with modern musical forms, and allow the folk songs passed down from generation to generation by the Mongolian people to leave the grasslands and resonate in a wider world with these sounds that have been circulating on the grasslands for thousands of years, is itself a remarkable achievement."
Hu Jiyan listened intently, nodding repeatedly.
As soon as Yu Huan finished speaking, he couldn't help but interject with a smile: "Little Yu, what you said earlier was also very good! What is national is also international!"
Sister Ru chimed in, "As expected of our leader! His words were logically clear, insightful, and demonstrate his skill!"
When Ilich heard the term "leader" again, he was puzzled, but he didn't dwell on it. He just smiled shyly and sincerely replied to Yu Huan.
"Teacher Yu is absolutely right! I grew up in Beijing, and back then, most of the music I was exposed to was pop and rock. But every time I went back to my hometown, hearing the long-form folk songs and the morin khuur (horsehead fiddle) felt like something had struck my heart. I thought that if we could combine these folk songs that carry the soul of the grasslands with modern rock, maybe more people could appreciate the charm of Mongolian folk songs." Yu Huan nodded slightly, not holding back his praise: "You guys are really amazing. Although not many people in China know your band, you've performed all over the world and even made a name for yourself abroad. You could say your talent has blossomed overseas."
Upon hearing that Yu Huan knew so much about the band, Yiliqi was filled with emotion.
This Mr. Y is probably a very important person!
He took a deep breath and said with sincerity in his eyes, "Teacher Yu, it is a rare opportunity for our band to participate in 'I Am a Singer' and to collaborate with music giants like you and Teacher Liang."
Yu Huan smiled brightly and said, "Then what are we waiting for? Everyone must be hungry by now. Let's go through it all from beginning to end, and then go eat!"
“Okay!” Ilich nodded vigorously.
Everyone to your positions, everything is ready.
Lin Yourong stood gracefully in front of the Hanggai band members, her head slightly bowed, her eyes focused intently on the sheet music in her hands.
She was already very familiar with the segmented structure of the song "Night in Ulaanbaatar".
It begins with a soothing pop singing style, then gradually builds up the emotions, switching to a high-pitched and passionate Tibetan style and a powerful rock style.
Lin Yourong has extensive stage performance experience. At this moment, her heart is as calm as still water, and she is just quietly waiting for the prelude.
Yu Huan, along with Liang Qiaobo, Hu Jiyan, and Sister Ru, stood aside, eagerly awaiting the start of the rehearsal.
One of the defining characteristics of the Hanggai Band is that its members are all multi-talented. There is more than one person who can take on the role of lead singer, and many of them are skilled in throat singing, not to mention a wide variety of other instruments.
The first to play was Yilalata, who held a guitar and nimbly plucked the strings, producing a soothing prelude.
The practice room seemed to have its own reverberation effect, making the guitar sound exceptionally pleasant. Every note seemed to leap in the air, penetrating everyone's ears with exquisite detail.
Upon hearing the guitar melody, Lin Yourong lightly touched the ground with her toes.
Then, tilting his head slightly back, he began to sing in a pop style, precisely hitting the beat.
Wind, passing through the wilderness, slow your pace.
I'll tell you with my silence—I'm drunk.
The night in Ulaanbaatar is so quiet, so very quiet.
"I can't even hear the wind~ I can't hear it~"
The singing was pure and clear, without any impurities, and it echoed gently in the practice room.
The four people listening were instantly immersed in the serene atmosphere created by the song.
As the next line, "Clouds drifting towards the horizon~ slow down~", came on, Batu Bagen's fingers touched the morin khuur, his eyes slightly narrowed, and his body swayed gently to the melody he played.
"I'll show you with my running—I won't look back!"
The night in Ulaanbaatar is so quiet, so very quiet.
Even the clouds don't know~ don't know~
As Lin Yourong finished singing, she subconsciously turned her head and looked at the four people listening nearby.
Sister Ru gave her a thumbs-up, her eyes wide with undisguised amazement and admiration.
Yu Huan noticed his wife looking over and was about to cheer her on when he heard throat singing and long-form singing overlapping each other, drifting into the practice room.
The deep and textured throat singing surged forth in waves.
The high-pitched and penetrating long song seemed to drift from the horizon of the grassland, carrying the boundless atmosphere of the grassland.
These two distinctly different timbres collided in the practice room, sparking a stunning musical explosion.
Yu Huan's whole body broke out in goosebumps.
As the long song gradually faded, Lin Yourong quickly turned around, gently raised her neck, and sang loudly.
"The night in Ulaanbaatar—!"
The throat singing and her vocals intertwined, echoing each other and creating a wonderful and harmonious resonance.
Hu Jiyan's eyes were filled with amazement, and his excitement was palpable. He couldn't help but exclaim, "Wonderful, absolutely wonderful! This adaptation is simply brilliant!"
Hearing this, Liang Qiaobo, who was focused on his work, nodded in strong agreement.
He slightly opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something.
However, she was drawn in by the ever-increasing music and became so engrossed in it that she could only manage a very soft "hmm" in the end.
It wasn't until Yilalata sang in Mongolian, "The night in Ulaanbaatar is so quiet, so quiet..." that the song's atmosphere was elevated once again.
Liang Qiaobo's previously focused expression was now filled with shock and surprise. He finally couldn't help but exclaim from the bottom of his heart, "I haven't heard such heart-stirring and soul-stirring music in so long!"
Sister Ru smiled broadly and continued, "Teacher Liang, your decision to let Yu Huan participate in the program and compose music for Su Su was absolutely the right one!"
Liang Qiaobo nodded, neither agreeing nor disagreeing, his gaze fixed on the rehearsing group, as if he didn't want to miss a single detail.
Finally, the song came to an end.
There was a brief silence in the practice room, followed by thunderous applause that was both enthusiastic and prolonged.
The members of the Hanggai Band also joined in clapping.
This was only the first rehearsal, yet it produced results far exceeding their expectations, leaving them utterly astonished.
To Yu Huan, Lin You Rong's singing style was very simple, making the vocals seem somewhat thin compared to the rich and diverse instrumental and harmonies.
But it was just a rehearsal after all. Overall, the song was already quite well-made, and the connection and coordination between the various parts were commendable.
"Teacher Liang, what do you think? This is just a preliminary rehearsal. The percussion section hasn't been added yet, and there are still many details to refine." Yu Huan smiled and looked at Liang Qiaobo.
"Excellent!" Liang Qiaobo nodded approvingly without hesitation. "Xiao Yu, your adaptation of this Mongolian folk song is simply brilliant! Lin Su's singing is also outstanding. This song is sure to shine!"
(End of this chapter)