The world of Chinese style creates a prosperous era for girl groups

Chapter 17 Visiting Wang Xueqin



"Hey, have you noticed that Junior Sister Shao is a bit coquettish? That eye makeup, that waist, tsk tsk." After Li Tianci watched Shao Minzhi walk out, he turned his head and said to the buddies next to him.

"Maybe it's because of the dance costume." Xie Shujie raised his head and glanced at the door.

"Goddess, don't be embarrassed. This is a typical peacock dance costume. The technique of peacock eye makeup is to base the yellow eye shadow, then use green to deepen the rendering, and finally use gold to brighten the eyes, in order to achieve the effect of ghost and temptation. As for exposing the waist ?This is the tradition of Dai clothing." Professional dancer Xia Haoyang replied.

"I'll go, Fatty even knows this, did Wang Qing teach you?" Han Xiyu joked.

"Does this need teaching? But God's advice is good." Fatty Xia smiled slyly, as if thinking.

"Two bitches." Zhao Yishen, who was standing next to him, looked at Fatty Xia and Li Tianci with disdain.

"continue."

It's almost five o'clock, and today's busy day is finally over. In addition to Zeng Jingyi and Shao Minzhi, two junior sisters have also been recognized by everyone. This means that four of Fatty Xia's six-person team are already in place. Fatty Xia said hello to everyone and planned to visit his former university teacher, Professor Wang Xueqin. As Fatty himself said, if you kidnap someone's daughter, you have to say hello, right?

Professor Wang lived at the school, and by the time Fatty Xia arrived at Yancheng Conservatory of Music, it was already past six o'clock. There must be no classes at this point, so I asked people all the way and found Professor Wang’s home.

Knocking on the door, Zeng Jingyi, whom she had just met during the day, opened the door with a facial mask on. "Ah, is it Senior Brother Xia, here to see me?" Zeng Jingyi looked so excited that she almost dropped her mask.

"No, I'm not looking for you. I'm looking for Teacher Wang. Are you at home?" She put some fruit bought from the school's small supermarket on Zeng Jingyi's hand.

"I'm cooking. Why are you looking for my mother?" Zeng Jingyi didn't know why Fatty Xia came to the house.

Fatty Xia walked in directly. Professor Wang heard the sound and walked out of the kitchen. When Fatty Xia saw Teacher Wang, he quickly walked forward and bowed. "Professor Wang, I am Xia Haoyang, who graduated last year. Sorry to bother you."

"I remember you. Little Fatty just graduated. The teacher is not that forgetful. Come, sit here." Teacher Wang was quite happy to see Fatty Xia.

"Okay." Xia Haoyang touched his hair with his hands awkwardly.

"Well, what's the reason for visiting today?" Wang Xueqin could also guess that he must be visiting the Three Treasures Hall for nothing.

Xia Haoyang glanced at Zeng Jingyi who was sitting next to him, "That's right, Professor Wang, after graduating last year, a few friends and I opened a studio."

"I know about this. At that time, it seemed that many music companies wanted to poach you, but then you didn't go anywhere and started your own business. I have an impression." Professor Wang Xueqin nodded, remembering this.

"Yes, and now I have an idea, which is to create some songs that are a fusion of electronic music + hip-hop + dance music. I want to find some singers to sing them, and to sing them as a combination, which may also involve some Dance and the like." Xia Haoyang explained seriously.

"You want me to find some singers for you?" Teacher Wang Xueqin asked.

"No, actually the songs I wrote are not that difficult. It's not difficult to find a singer. Today your daughter also went to our company for an interview, and we thought she was a good fit, so we thought we should come and tell you." Xia Haoyang was embarrassed. said.

Wang Xueqin turned to look at her daughter. The daughter who was applying a facial mask suddenly froze and was so frightened that the mask fell to the ground.

"This, this. I was planning to tell you later, haha." Zeng Jingyi responded to her mother's gaze at a loss.

Wang Xueqin turned around again and said to Xia Haoyang: "Can you let me listen to the music you created?"

"Okay." Fatty Xia, who was also at a loss, stood up immediately.

As a piano professor’s home, there must be a piano. “Would you like an electronic keyboard or a piano?” Professor Wang asked Xia Haoyang.

"It's okay, whatever's convenient." Xia Haoyang was still a little restrained.

"There is an electronic keyboard in this room. You can play it casually and I will listen to what style of music you are creating now."

Although the dancer Xia Haoyang has no talent for writing lyrics or music, he has played piano since he was a primary school student and is an amateur at level . Later, he devoted himself to dance training for a long time, but music and dance are inseparable, and his musical literacy also accumulated over time. I picked up the piano again after college and practiced it hard. After I went to Yanbian and came into contact with the pop music of South Korea, I became fascinated by electronic music.

So it is very easy to play a few pieces of music on the electronic keyboard. He randomly played a few K-pop songs that he once liked. The melodies of the songs were simple but pleasant.

After quietly listening to the tune played by Xia Haoyang, Wang Xueqin could feel that this was music that young people liked. It had a strong sense of rhythm and the repetitive melody was simple but catchy, suitable for disco music and so on.

Looking at her daughter who was shaking her head to the rhythm, Wang Xueqin sighed. Originally, Wang Xueqin hoped that her daughter could stay in school as a teaching assistant. She might not be as famous as the entertainment industry, but her life would be more stable. However, Wang Xueqin is also open-minded and knows that she has to walk her own path. What you arrange and what you think is good may not be what your daughter needs.

"First of all, Xia Haoyang, thank you for coming to tell me this today. You coming home to tell me shows that you still respect me as a teacher."

"It should, it should." Xia Haoyang nodded.

"I'm not a stubborn person. Since it's Jingyi's choice, I respect her. But since she works and sings at your place, I hope you can protect her. Don't do those dirty things."

"Definitely, definitely, you can rest assured about this Professor Wang. We will definitely take good care of Junior Sister Zeng." Xia Haoyang decisively affirmed by patting his chest.

"In addition to telling you about Junior Sister Zeng today, I actually want to invite you to join our company, because we will recruit several young singers recently, and their levels may vary. If you can spare some time to teach them some music, Knowledge and skills, it would be better if you help train them, hehe." Fatty Xia shamelessly touched his hair and praised his own idea.

"You still want me to help you train new people?" Professor Wang also smiled.

"Our current studio is still small and there are few people. There was only one singer, Xie Shujie, who was also your student. So there has never been a music theory teacher or a dance teacher."

I saw Professor Wang nodded. Fatty Xia continued: "But now we plan to form a six-member group, and we may also recruit a few young singers, so that there will be more people. The level must be high or low, so a professional professor will also be needed to give guidance. Then You are our teacher. When students have difficulties, of course they should ask the teacher for help. Hehe!"

"Okay, I'll assign you a consultant. I'll go to your studio when I have time." Professor Wang Xueqin nodded in agreement.

"That's great." Xia Haoyang was completely relieved.


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