The Mage in the Late Qing Dynasty

Chapter 400 Your Circle Is so Chaotic

Rachel Kervis gets her butt slapped again.

She jumped up and slapped Zhao Chuanxin, but Zhao Chuanxin dodged with a smile.

As soon as the two of them started to make a fuss, all the tension in her heart disappeared.

She held up her skirt and swayed her hips on the stage.

Zhao Chuanxin followed closely, holding the drum.

Both of them got serious.

This time it was different from other performances.

Zhao Chuanxin asked someone to bring nine lights and put a curtain in front. The lights cast a figure on the curtain, which was the profile of Rachel Kervis.

"Boom..."

A drum.

Rachel Kervis spoke slowly: "I am my mother's wild daughter, running barefoot and cursing sharp stones..."

Her delicate profile was slightly raised, and the shadows moved.

When the audience saw that there was such a flowery activity, they all applauded.

The singing was melodious, and the noise of the drums was immediately annihilated.

"I am my mother's wild daughter, looking for omens in colorful stones, in cats' faces, in falling feathers..."

According to Zhao Chuanxin's previous instructions, Rachel Kervis not only sang, but also raised her hands and made gestures. When she sang "Falling Feathers", her slender hands swayed like feathers falling.

The song is beautiful, the profile of the person is beautiful, and the artistic conception created makes the audience mesmerized.

They forgot to cheer for the moment, not wanting any noise to disturb the heartfelt singing.

When she used her unique voice to sing a long tune: "Ah..."

The audience felt goosebumps rising.

Even Zhao Chuanxin, who plays the drums, can't help but feel ashamed.

Just like when he was in the second grade of elementary school, he was the shyest girl in the class. The teacher forced her to sing. She reluctantly sang, and the result shocked the entire campus on a spring afternoon.

Some people can always show off inadvertently...talent is something you can't envy.

In the last part, Rachel Kervis, who was originally leaning sideways, suddenly faced the curtain.

The singing at the same time became passionate.

The volunteers on the stage suddenly opened the curtain, revealing the true face of Rachel Kervis.

This sudden stimulation made the audience scream.

At this time, Zhao Chuanxin had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and finally knew something was wrong.

At the last moment, the song needs to rise in pitch, and the accompaniment needs to be exciting. If you still use the drum half-heartedly to bring the beat, you will lose your momentum.

So, he stood up, stood not far behind Rachel Kervis, held the drum and began to harmonize for her.

Rachel Kervis sang, and he played the drums and said, "Ah..."

Driven by his harmony, Rachel Kraves unconsciously raised the key again.

This made her nervous and exciting.

Fortunately, the two had a tacit understanding at this time, and they performed a perfect round of on-site improvisation.

The audience was excited.

It's like a movie reaching its climax.

This is an effect that previous programs did not have.

The middle-aged handsome guy in the audience shrank his pupils: "What a talent!"

A layman looks at the excitement, an expert looks at the doorway.

He saw Zhao Chuanxuan's impromptu performance and Rachel Kervis' nervousness, but he also saw the perfect coordination between the two in an instant.

More importantly, this song, this song, this typhoon... is very different from this era, but it has a special charm.

At this time, America was gradually transforming from operetta to musical comedy.

Opera, operetta, musical comedy, this transition is like traditional music to pop songs, people are willing to try and accept new things.

At the end of the song, Rachel Kervis was sweating on her forehead.

Not tired, but nervous.

She was overjoyed, and overall the performance was a success.

So bow down and say thanks.

She walked behind the stage and when she passed Zhao Chuanxin, she couldn't help but pinch him in retaliation for his impromptu chorus.

At this moment, someone in the audience shouted: "Let that man sing a song too."

Some people make noises, and there are a lot of followers.

It was originally a festival full of joy and excitement.

Zhao Chuanxin looked at the audience in astonishment and found that it was the handsome middle-aged man whom he had squeezed who was leading the noise.

Damn, this is true revenge.

The middle-aged handsome guy showed a provocative look and said with his mouth: "Do you dare?"

Zhao Chuanxin sneered.

Is there anything you dare not do?

He pulled a barstool from behind the scenes onto the stage with an extra guitar in his hand.

The host asked George Maher, who was maintaining the security, in an awkward voice: "Chief Maher, who is this? How should I introduce him?"

"He is the owner of Ethan Manor, Ethan Zhao."

"Ah?" The host was shocked: "The owner of that beautiful manor is actually Asian?"

"Stop talking nonsense. If you talk too much, you will get beaten. This is a rule of thumb."

"..."

The host came on stage and coughed: "The next singer is the owner of Ethan Manor. The song he is going to sing is..."

Understage fryer.

What is the backwater town of North Tarrytown most famous for?

It must be Ethan Manor, which raised the profile of North Tarrytown as a whole.

No one expected that the owner of the manor turned out to be Asian.

The impression associated with Asians at this time is - backward, poor, hard-working, dull, introverted...

But Zhao Chuanxin is sitting in Ethan Manor.

The middle-aged handsome guy was also surprised.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't care so much, he sat on a high stool, holding the guitar and squeezing his hands: "Quiet, everyone is quiet."

The scene was indeed quiet.

But someone shouted: "Aren't you the sandwich seller?"

Zhao Chuanxin laughed and said, "Yes, we can't get the blame out of the house, so we need to make some money to pay the servants."

The audience suddenly burst into laughter.

No one believed that he would not be able to pay his salary.

Such a large manor requires a lot of servants, and it requires a fortune to support them.

Because Zhao Chuanxin is Asian, someone said with ill intentions: "You are so rich and you are Asian, do you worry about being robbed?"

Zhao Chuanxin had an extra ax in his hand. This was the standard hand ax of the Lugang Town Insurance Team.

He held the ax and swung it suddenly, and the ax flew out.

Duh!

The ax struck three points on the stage.

He said cheerfully: "When you said you were robbed, did you mean that I robbed someone else, or what do you mean?"

The audience fell silent, and then burst into laughter.

Zhao Chuanxin pointed at the man and said, "Anyway, if you rob me, I will definitely be worried because I'm afraid of beating you to death."

This clown had a red face and a thick neck, and was so laughed at by the people around him that he couldn't even lift his head.

After learning that Zhao Chuanxin was the owner of the Ethan Manor, there were many people who disliked Zhao Chuanxin.

Another person shouted: "As an Asian, you can own such a large estate. How did you earn your money? Is it a legitimate source?"

After saying that, the man was ready to hide in the crowd.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Chuanxin's sharp eyes pointed directly at his location: "You know, Rockefeller and Morgan wouldn't ask you such stupid questions, so you deserve to be poor."

There was another person who wanted to speak, but George Maher, who happened to be nearby, grabbed him and said, "Son of a bitch, you want this place to become a river of blood today, right?"

The man was confused: "Ah? What do you mean?"

"Shut up!"

Thanks to this man's words, he didn't say anything. He wanted to talk about the Qing Dynasty's braids and Yin Yang hair. If he really said it, there would be a river of blood. I don't know, but this man would definitely be saved.

On the stage, Zhao Chuanxin saw that no one was making things difficult for him, so he said cheerfully: "This song is called "Sleepy Head"."

In 1239, there was a girl with royal blood in the park. According to ancient stories...

Zhao Chuanxin sang while playing. Folk songs are a type suitable for any dynasty.

This song has a picture.

Make people intoxicated without realizing it.

And works can usually change people's attitude towards the author, which is why celebrities with bad records still have countless fans.

Zhao Chuanxin doesn't care about these people's attitude towards him, but some people's perception of him has quietly changed because of his songs.

A girl who looked less than twenty years old covered her mouth with her hands and said to her best friend: "Wow, he is humorous, talented, and rich. I like him."

"I like his body, look at how strong he is!"

The handsome middle-aged man's eyes lit up when he heard this.

He believed that the two songs sung by Rachel Kervis and Zhao Chuanxin were written by the same person.

The image is so strong, it's as refreshing as a bard singing an ancient story.

When Zhao Chuanxin finished strumming the strings for the last time.

Led by a handsome middle-aged man, there was thunderous applause.

Zhao Chuanxin waved his hand and Shi Shiran stepped down.

Rachel Kravis said: "You are so awesome. You also wrote this song?"

"Yes, I am very powerful, when I am at my strongest. You are also very powerful, when you are as strong as a wolf and a tiger."

Rachel Kervis spat: "What did you say? Don't talk nonsense for a while, don't let Samuel misunderstand."

After the two people came off the stage, the middle-aged handsome man squeezed through the crowd and reached out to them: "Hello, my name is Victor Herbert. I am a composer and conductor of the orchestra. "Moulin Rouge", "In the Land of Toys" The Boys” are all my work.”

Rachel Kervis shook hands with him: "Mr. Herbert, I've heard of your name, and I've seen your piece performed on Broadway. You're amazing."

Victor Herbert was very helpful: "Ma'am, I have to praise your unique and beautiful voice. You should go to Broadway to develop it."

Rachel Kervis was immediately beaming after being recognized by professionals.

Zhao Chuanxin saw that Samuel Goldberg and his father were approaching, so he clapped their hands apart: "Victor Herbert, please be respectful, this is my apprentice's Mother."

Two people: "..."

Samuel Goldberg happened to hear it and couldn't help but said to Benjamin Goldberg: "Your master is not bad. He is a man who respects tradition and knows the rules. I feel relieved if you learn from him."

Benjamin Goldberg scratched his head and couldn't bear to tell him that he had secretly watched Zhao Chuanxin slap his mother's butt.

Benjamin Goldberg said to himself: Your circle is really chaotic.

Victor Herbert asked: "Excuse me, who composed these two songs?"

Rachel Kervis turned her attention to Zhao Chuanxin: "It's him."

Victor Herbert's eyes flashed: "Sir, have you ever considered becoming a composer? I still need an assistant."

Zhao Chuanxin refused: "Not interested."

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