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The 401st Spring Festival Gala stage rehearsal, the musicians protested against fake piano

The Spring Festival Gala stage not only reproduces the scenery of the Qinfangzha Bridge in the Grand View Garden, but because the stage is wide, it even provides a wider panorama, so that you can see the lush trees and gardens in the distance. Compared with the previous competition stages, it is more artistic conception, making people feel as if they are walking into the spring scenery.

There is also a huge peach tree branch leaning against the bridge, but there are no peach petals on it. The grass under the tree is more lush and green. There are stone benches and stone tables at intervals. The band members changed into new performance clothes. It is said that the clothes will be improved soon. This version is just a basic style without too much decoration. Everyone is still sitting or standing near the stone benches in groups of three or two.

"Dancers, please take your positions." The director gave the order, and a whole team of girls wearing pale pink ancient-style gauze clothes trotted onto the stage, climbed up the branches of the peach tree, found their positions and stood still. Then some staff came with tools and installed wires on each of them. After a long time, they made a ready gesture to the director's office.

"Please adjust the lighting."

The stage lighting tried to simulate the effect of sunlight. This song was mainly about expressing the mood, imitating the warm spring sunlight that sprinkled a pale golden powder on the ground. Then the command sounded again from the speakers:

"The first rehearsal of the song program "Spring Flower Dream": three, two, one, start!" As soon as the director finished speaking, the music sounded.

Nina, wearing a green ancient-style long dress, sat in the center of the left hand of the stage. She gently placed the bamboo flute to her lips, slightly parting her cherry lips, already having a plan in mind. The sound was ethereal and distant, telling a deeply moving memory.

The sound of the bamboo flute is like an invisible thread, pulling Bobo who is not far away. She holds the pipa in her arms, and plucks the strings with her jade fingers. The sound of the pipa is crisp and pleasant, interweaving with the sound of the bamboo flute. The sounds of the two instruments complement each other.

When it was Lin Pin'er's turn, she gently raised her hand to play the guqin, her eyebrows lowered, and her temperament was still as elegant as an orchid. Her slender fingers gently stroked the strings, and the unique sound of the guqin flowed out. But after playing a paragraph, her brows began to frown. At first she was confused, and then she had an idea and deliberately played a note or added or subtracted it. Until she found that she had made a change, but the music coming from the speakers did not change, her brows frowned even more tightly.

Dou Kou sat holding her zhongruan and joined the musical feast. At first, she was full of confidence and prepared to amaze the audience, but when she played the part she had arranged in recent months, she found that the sound she played was different from the sound in the speakers.

Nini sat in front of the guzheng, her nimble fingers sliding quickly across the strings. The notes she played were like the gurgling of water, clear and bright, yet lively and playful. She did not notice anything different and was simply immersed in the tension and her own fingering.

Da Lulu stood aside, placed the erhu on her legs, and pulled the bow. The sound of the erhu was like crying, complaining, and longing. The unique timbre carried a hint of sadness, and when combined with other instruments, it expressed endless emotions.

Mo Yunshu and Xie Yaning stepped forward lightly, their postures graceful, their lips slightly parted, and they sang the song "Spring Flower Dream" which was compiled based on the artistic conception of "Burial Flower Song". The singing was melodious and accompanimented by musical instruments. They were about to show off their skills, but something was wrong. They also found something wrong, and then they looked at each other, with panic in their eyes. But then Mo Yunshu gave Xie Yaning a firm look, meaning to tell her that they were rehearsing and reviewing the program! Pay attention to your expression and don't let down your guard. We'll talk about it later!

The spring breeze blows through the threshold,

The peach and plum trees in the garden are smiling at each other.

Pick up the petals and listen to the oriole's song.

Strolling in the fragrant bushes, following the trail of drunken butterflies.

Red fragrance and green jade compete to bloom,

One season is prosperous and the other is beautiful.

I wish to sing and dance as long as the sunny day.

Don’t waste your youth.

Flowers bloom easily and the weather is fine.

Laughter fills the blue sky.

There may be wind and rain tomorrow.

We can still enjoy the flower festival tonight!

And put the beautiful bones in the brocade bag,

A new poem by the Qinfang Spring…

As the song began, the dancers on the branches of the peach tree behind him began to dance gracefully. Their dancing movements made them look like elves on the tree or peach tree fairies.

In the chorus, a breeze blew quietly, as if carrying the gentle exhortation of spring. In an instant, the female dancers spun and leaped down the tree trunk, as if countless peach petals were falling from the peach tree, like a pink snow, like a dream. Each petal was given life, dancing in the air, they spun, chased and played with each other.

A slightly stronger breeze blew again in the distance, and large petals slowly fell. The peach petals either lightly touched the dancers' shoulders or fell on their hair, as if performing this romantic poem with the dancers.

The director announced that it was time to rehearse the next show, and then Lin Pin'er came off the stage holding her zither. As soon as she stepped off the stage, Wang Xifeng put her down jacket on her.

Lin Pin'er didn't look very good. She put on her down jacket and walked quickly towards the meeting room. The female musicians behind her took the down jackets from Lin Hongyu one by one. Everyone's face didn't look very good, but no one spoke. They just followed Lin Pin'er's pace and trotted back.

As soon as she entered the door, Lin Pin'er began to talk with Wang Xifeng with her head down.

"Did they just play the audio of our previous performance? Because we changed a few places later, so I can hear that they are asking us to lip-sync?"

Wang Xifeng smiled and said, "Generally, in order to ensure the program effect, live broadcast programs like this may use pre-recorded audio."

At this moment, the girls were standing behind Lin Pin'er. They had serious expressions on their faces, waiting to see Lin Pin'er's attitude.

Lin Pin'er chuckled, "So you knew about it too. We were the only ones who were kept in the dark. Why didn't you tell us just now? We don't have to rehearse, and we don't have to go up there nervously with our piano. We can just let them play the video of our last competition. Wouldn't that save trouble?"

Wang Xifeng was a little panicked at this moment. Lin Pin'er had never said a harsh word to her, but today it seemed that she was really angry.

"Don't worry, I'll go find the director. Can we discuss it?"

Lin Pin'er didn't respond to Wang Xifeng's words, but turned around and asked the musicians: "What do you think? Do you think that as long as we can be on the Spring Festival Gala, we don't care about fake playing and lip-syncing? Or do you firmly disagree with fake playing and lip-syncing? Let me put my attitude here first. I would rather go back and compete in peace. I can't pretend to play on the stage, so I don't want to participate in this show."