Chapter 487 "Don't Be Afraid" (Ajie)
Lie Yinghong hurriedly said, "No, little boss, don't misinterpret my meaning. I am proud that I am an Yi girl, but, just..."
Frowning depressedly, Lie Yinghong touched his forearm, smiled bitterly and laughed at himself: "I don't like my darker and darker skin. Now the whitening products can't be suppressed. Alas... I guess I will become a black man if I grow longer."
Du Xinghe smiled and said, "Is the black spot not good? How healthy."
Lie Yinghong held his mouth and said to Du Xinghe: "I don't need health, I want to be beautiful! I am a singer! Boss, don't you not remember that I am a singer, right?"
He was amused by Lie Yinghong's pitiful look, and Du Xinghe said: "Of course I remember it. I think there is no conflict between you and being a singer."
"Why is there no conflict? I'm not a man." The reason why Lie Yinghong said that she was not a man was that she meant that Bartley, the minority singer of the target, was very dark. She continued: "Girls are so dark, it's so ugly. Although I wasn't that good-looking at first, it's even more ugly when they were dark!"
Lie Yinghong became more and more depressed, biting the bun and asking Du Xinghe: "Which popular female singer has ever seen, and her skin is charred?"
Du Xinghe passed on the popular female singers in this plane in his mind, but there was no one who had too dark skin. The popular singers here, including the entire Chinese entertainment industry, are still in the stage of beauty that advocates skin as cream. The popular female stars in the entertainment industry here have fair skin color, just like Fang Yajun and Chen Huilun. As the saying goes, one white covers three ugliness, this is very important to women in this plane.
Lie Yinghong didn't speak when he saw Du Xinghe and said deflatedly: "Look, no, alright..."
"Don't sigh." Du Xinghe advised Lie Yinghong: "It's not that there is no way out for the dark skin. It doesn't mean there is no one after that. You can be the first one to eat crabs."
"What do you mean?" Lie Yinghong said in confusion: "You won't make me like Bao Zheng and let me make a record? I don't do anything to attract attention with this method. It's too embarrassing. I must be laughed at to death."
"Stop joking. I didn't want to make you like Bao Zheng. I mean. Just show what you were like, and there is no need to deliberately modify it. The reason why folk music is attractive is because it has a quality of originality. People are the same. Look at Bartley so popular, and he rarely wears Chinese formal clothes or suits. He loves to wear the service of the mountain tribe. His image has always maintained an original state of the mountain tribe, and fans like this tone."
Lie Yinghong smiled bitterly and said, "That's Bartley, he is a man. He has developed chest muscles, and he has fishing lines. He wears ethnic minority clothes sexy and harmonious, so people like it. If you change to a female singer, do you see if the market accepts it?"
"Why are you so sure you don't accept it?" Du Xinghe didn't understand Lie Yinghong's thoughts.
"Because I have experienced it myself! The first album I released was based on the name of Yi girls, and it was made of a combination of ethnic music and modern pop music. As a result, it only sold less than 1,000 copies, and most of them were bought by my father's Yi brothers."
Lie Yinghong further said: "I don't know if it's my reason or the music. In short, I don't match the ethnic minority style and can't walk this path. And in my heart, what I like and want to sing more is that I prefer pop music. I like the dynamics of pop music."
Du Xinghe nodded understandingly, and learned more about Lie Yinghong's preferences in music.
In fact, no matter which music you make, you need to have a little selfishness, that is, you need to have your own preferences and a certain type you prefer, so that you can mobilize more enthusiasm and talent.
Just like him, although he is connected to Chinese and Western music, from Western classical music to modern pop music, his favorite types are r&b and folk songs. The record he died after signing a contract with Tianyu in the last plane is an R&b album he created himself.
Now after listening to Lie Yinghong's preferences, Du Xinghedao: "No matter what kind of music you like, you don't need to pay too much attention to appearance. Music is not a movie, fans listen to sound, not to look at your appearance."
Lie Yinghong and Du Xinghe said seriously: "Then you can't deny that a female singer who looks pleasing is more likely to be accepted than a female singer who looks unpleasant, right? Fans will still fantasize about the appearance of a female singer when listening to the song."
Du Xinghe smiled and said, "You are right, but in my personal opinion, it is not offending you. I think your skin color is more pleasing to the eye than the white ones. You are too white. To be honest, there is a strong sense of incongruity, and I think it will make people feel resistant. If you return to your original skin color and let it go, it will make people like you."
Lie Yinghong was a little hit and said, "If you have ever seen me black, you won't say that. You don't know, my nickname when I was a child was black monkey..."
When he heard the "black monkey", Du Xinghe almost sprayed out the soy milk he was drinking.
Lie Yinghong was even more hit by Du Xinghe's reaction, and ate the last bun and said, "I'd better change the whitening product, alas..."
Du Xinghe held back his laughter and advised Lie Yinghong: "Don't change it, really, don't worry about this. Just listen to me, focus more on music, and now strive for excellence in the sound, and then add icing on the cake from the outside. If you try any whitening makeup, don't use it, and then present your original ecology. If others want to laugh at you, you tell them that I asked you to do this, and who dares to laugh and ask me for help."
Lie Yinghong frowned and looked at Du Xinghe, judging whether Du Xinghe was joking. How could he give her such suggestions and let her present her in front of everyone with a dark skin. Isn’t this a joke?
Du Xinghe was seriously suggesting to Lie Yinghong: "I can feel from your usual tone that you are depressed inside because of the outside. In fact, you should not be distracted from this. Don't think about your identity as a singer now, just treat yourself as a student, a student who is still laying the foundation, don't care about appearance. Before practicing your basic singing skills, everything else is meaningless and there is no need to be distracted at all. If you want to better display your singing talent, you must put aside those next to you. Do you understand what I mean?"
When Lie Yinghong heard Du Xinghe say this, of course he understood that Du Xinghe asked her to focus more on singing than on other things.
Being able to feel Du Xinghe's good intentions, Lie Yinghong nodded earnestly and decided to listen to Du Xinghe. He would not bother to use any cosmetics or whiten the makeup. He would keep the original ecology and practice a song intently and steadily. When the song is successful, everything else doesn't matter, everything will come naturally.
After eating this cheap but surprisingly delicious breakfast, Du Xinghe's spirit was almost recovered, so he wanted to drive Lie Yinghong to work in the company, and he drove home by himself.
Lie Yinghong is so embarrassed to let Du Xinghe drive?
With the saying "Good people do it to the end", she insisted on sending Du Xinghe home and then taking a taxi to the company by herself. She was halfway through, and she didn't want to give up halfway.
After hearing Lie Yinghong's words that he was unwilling to give up halfway, Du Xinghe could not refuse this statement, so he had to let Lie Yinghong drive him home.
This time, Du Xinghe was no longer as tired as before. After chatting with Lie Yinghong about music, he became very excited. He picked up the small guitar from the back seat, and played and sang the very popular Yi song "Don't Be Afraid" in the previous plane (Yi pronunciation: Ajie Lu).
This song was written by Mo Xizi, a musician of the previous plane of the Yi people (Chinese name Mo Chunlin), in 2008. It is a folk song sung in Yi language. The lyrics are simple and touching, and the melody is also touching, reflecting the strength of the simple wisdom of the Yi people.
Later, it was included in his personal album "Black Hawk's Dream" by Waqiyihe, and was renamed "Don't Be Afraid".
In the first season of "The Voice of China" in the last plane, Jikejun Yi sang this song, making this song popular all over the country. Before that, Du Xinghe had heard the version of Waqiyihe when he was studying national music. It was actually more sensible to sing this song by male voices.
With the guitar face as the drum and the string as the soul, Du Xinghe closed his eyes and gently interpreted this classic Yi folk song.
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mu-hly-pur-la~(The wind is blowing~)
ma-hxa-j exciting p-la~(It's raining~)
mge-qi-ci-la~(buckwheat leaves fall~)
syr-qy-syr-la-vex~(The leaves are yellow~)
...
As soon as Du Xinghe opened his voice, Lie Yinghong drove the car like a passing electric shock, and was hit by Du Xinghe's original singing style. In the first sentence, Lie Yinghong had not yet realized what Du Xinghe was singing, and when Du Xinghe sang the second sentence, she heard that Du Xinghe seemed to be singing in Yi language!
As soon as the third sentence "mge-qi-ci-la" appeared, Lie Yinghong further confirmed that Du Xinghe was singing Yi language songs because she understood very clearly that this sentence sings "buckwheat leaves fell", and the next sentence "syr-qy-syr-la-vex" sings "the leaves are yellow"!
Although she was a girl produced by Yi and Tujia, Lie Yinghong's main tribe still followed her father, who was the Yi people. She received bilingual education since she was a child: Yi and Chinese.
Du Xinghe’s Yi language pronunciation is not standard, but Lie Yinghong can hear that Du Xinghe sang definitely an Yi language song!
"What Yi language song is this? Why haven't I heard it before?"
Lie Yinghong felt extremely curious! (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!