Entertaining Children

"What do you mean by admiring his courage? Do you underestimate people?" The female fan on Xiao Yao's table curled her lips and said to the wife, "Tell your boss, my friend is definitely better than the resident singer in your bar." Great! Singing here is for your face, but at another time, you would not be able to invite him to sing here!"

"Huh?" The fúwù student was taken aback for a while, he didn't expect that the boss' words would cause dissatisfaction with the guest.

"Sister Wang, I'm just a guest who came here for a drink, and their boss doesn't know me, so I'm afraid that the guest will feel embarrassed if they don't sing well on stage, and it's out of good intentions!" Xiao Yao gently waved his head to the female fan opposite. After a while, he turned his head and said to Mr. fúwù, "Thank you, boss!" After saying that, he got up and walked to the small stage of the bar.

The musicians of the band did not take their instruments away when they took the break, and those instruments were still on the stage. Since the bar owner agreed to Xiao Yao's coming on stage, these instruments can naturally be used casually. Xiao Yao picked out an acoustic guitar, moved a chair and sat behind the microphone stand in front of the stage, adjusted the height of the microphone stand, and began to pluck a few strings on the guitar in turn to test the sound.

"Wow~" Seeing Xiao Yao sitting on the stage with the guitar in his arms, Xiao Yao and his group applauded and cheered.

The sudden movement of these people also attracted the attention of other guests on other tables nearby, and it was soon discovered that a strange performer appeared on the stage. Many people recognized that the person sitting on the stage was with those cheering and applauding people in the audience, so it was not surprising to see the behavior of this group of people.

It is not unusual for bar guests to volunteer to sing on stage. Other guests have seen some of them. There was some polite applause.

At this time, the bar owner who heard Mr. Fuwù came back and relayed the conversation between Xiao Yao and the others sat at the table of the band members who were performing just now, pointed to Xiao Yao on the stage, and said to the band members who were resting: "Yongzi, Song Kai told me just now that this guy's companion said he is very powerful, even better than your resident singers. Listen carefully to see if he is really that powerful!"

"Brother Xu, you are the boss, so you have the final say on whether you are good or not?" The lead singer of the band called Yongzi laughed, "But we were talking about this guy just now. Huazi just finished playing and put down For the guitar, he still needs to try and tune it. He is either a pretentious pretender, or a guy with better ears than Hanako. However, judging from his age and clothing, we all think the former is more likely. "

At this time, Xiao Yao was wearing a blue jacket, a cotton hat on his head, a pair of black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and a scarf around his neck that covered the left and right mandible corners and part of his sideburns. Match his appearance with Xiao Yao, but it is not difficult to judge his approximate age based on the part of his face that is exposed.

"Hi everyone, here is an original song called "Painting", I hope you like it, thank you!" Xiao Yao, who had adjusted his voice, greeted and introduced briefly to the microphone in front of him.

"Oh~" After hearing Xiao Yao's introduction, the audience cheered and applauded again. Hearing that it was an original song, the enthusiasm of other guests other than Xiao Yao and his party was also much higher.

Xiao Yao nodded his thanks slightly, then moved his hands on the strings, and a pleasant and slightly special guitar prelude sounded.

"It sounds good! His songs are very catchy from the beginning of the prelude!" The female fan at Xiao Yao's table commented in a low voice with a face full of intoxication after hearing the prelude.

"But some of his songs don't have preludes." Another male fan whispered.

"Go, I really don't know how to chat!" The female fan said to the male fan next to her.

"This prelude is very good!" The guitarist of the band named Huazi nodded,

"Not to mention the melody, although several chords are relatively common, but there are muted notes of semi-vibrating strings, slides, and pull-offs with the little finger of the left hand. At least the technique of playing the guitar is very good! "

"What's with you?" asked the bar owner.

"Brother Xu, that's a good question," the band's lead singer Yongzi smiled, "Can Huazi say that his guitarist is not as good as an ordinary guest who comes to drink?"

"This guy is not an ordinary guest," Huazi shook his head. "From his posture, he must have been playing guitar for a long time. But now I can't say who I am better than him. His dumb voice just now, I know how to slide strings and pull off strings, but I am not as proficient as him now. But it’s not because my skills are not as good as his, but because our band doesn’t need me to play the pieces. These skills are used less, and they are original. I play a lot of tunes, of course I am not as proficient as him."

"However, it's not easy to judge who plays the guitar better, but it should be easier to judge who sings well." Hua Zi smiled unwillingly and turned the topic to the lead singer Yuko, "Wait for him to speak in a while, and you will know." He or Yongzi, who can sing better."

"Draw a moon for the lonely night sky ~ draw Russia under the moon and sing~"

After a prelude, the song enters the singing part. Although the melody was almost the same as the beginning of the prelude, Xiao Yao's high-pitched and clear voice aroused applause from the audience as soon as he spoke.

"Yo, this voice is very good!" The bar owner stared in surprise and said.

"Not only does he have a good voice, his intonation is also very good, and his voice is very stable without any trembling!" said lead singer Yuko, "This guy looks very confident, very relaxed, not nervous at all, probably not his first time on stage Perform in public."

"That is to say, he doesn't need courage to go on stage," the bar owner nodded. "No wonder his companions reacted so strongly to my words."

Compared with the bar owner and the members of that band, Xiao Yao's fans are more familiar with his voice and the typhoon. They shouldn't be too surprised, but after hearing these two sentences from Xiao Yao, they are also Was surprised.

"Why do I feel that this song sung by Xiao Yao has a rural flavor of northern Shaanxi? Is this a folk song? Why do I feel like a folk song from northern Shaanxi?" A fan whispered in surprise.

"This is not a folk song from northern Shaanxi!" said a Xi'an fan who came from behind, "It's neither the tune nor the lyrics! The lyrics of his song are very artistic. In addition to being brighter, it is mainly because his pronunciation has our Shaanxi Guanzhong accent when he sings."

"You said he sang in Shaanxi dialect? I don't understand Shaanxi dialect, but I understand everything." The former fan didn't believe it.

"It's not singing in Shaanxi dialect, but Mandarin with a Shaanxi accent," said the Xi'an fan. "It just makes people feel like a Shaanxi native is speaking Mandarin. If you don't believe me, listen carefully!"

"It seems to be true!" The previous fan listened carefully and nodded unconsciously.

"This is even more difficult than simply learning dialect!" The Xi'an fan shook his head and sighed, "I really don't know that this evildoer has such a skill! As far as the song he sang, there are at least a hundred people who don't know him at the scene." Eighty percent of them will think that he is a native of Xi'an, who would doubt that he is him!"

Xiao Yao sang "Painting" by Zhao Lei in his previous life. This is a song that Xiao Yao feels very different from Zhao Lei's other works. Unlike "Chengdu" and "Thirty-Year-Old Woman", which feel more sad and melancholic, and sing in a lower voice, this song full of imagination and imagery is more vocal in singing. When Xiao Yao, who lives in Xi'an, sang this song on purpose, he deliberately added a Shaanxi accent from the northwest region. It was not just to cover up his original voice and identity, but he felt that singing this way seemed to be more exciting.

In this way, not only Xiao Yao sang with enthusiasm, but also the audience listening to the song listened with enthusiasm.

Although there is no drumbeat and very distinctive flute sound in the original soundtrack, the lyrics of this song are very graphic. Even if it is just a guitar, Xiao Yao uses his own voice to bring the audience into the song In the picture that is depicted.

Draw the moon for the lonely night sky, draw a big window for the deserted house, draw a bed, draw a girl to accompany you, draw a lace quilt, draw a stove and firewood, live with the girl, This very life-like picture scroll unfolded in the mind, some people find it interesting, some people think it is beautiful. Most of the audience showed knowing smiles on their faces, and they felt that the song sung by Xiao Yao was even more attractive.

After a period of humming, the song came to the second part. During this segment of singing, Xiao Yao still showed scenes of pictures in front of the audience. Surrounded by birds, green ridges and green slopes, quiet and peaceful, raindrops falling on the rice fields, rainbows within reach, winding and endless flat paths, the people at the end of the paths have fallen asleep peacefully (dreams have fallen asleep). Compared with the slightly deserted one in the first paragraph, the picture described in this paragraph seems to be more beautiful.

Especially the four very poetic lyrics at the end of this paragraph, "Draw the mother's peaceful posture, and the disputes that can be erased by the eraser, and draw the food that you can worry about in all seasons, and the leisurely people have no worries." These four very poetic lyrics are even more impressive. The eyes of the audience at the scene were brightened, and their hearts were filled with infinite beauty.

However, after another humming, the third stanza "I didn't erase the eraser of the quarrel, only a lonely pen, the moon in the night sky no longer shines, only a melancholy child is singing" sings again Pulled into the reality, showing the beauty of the front, but all are the author's imagination.

"Draw a moon for the lonely night sky~"

After singing "Only a Melancholy Child is Singing", Xiao Yao ended the guitar accompaniment with a fierce strumming, but he did not end the whole song, but sang the beginning with a cappella at the end The lyrics of the first sentence make a conclusion for the whole song. It seems to show that although the reality is unsatisfactory, with the paintbrush in hand, one can still feel the beauty imagined and expected in the mind.

After the last sentence was as clear and high-pitched as the beginning, Xiao Yao stood up from the chair holding the guitar.

"Great!" Louder applause and cheers rang out from the audience, and other guests who didn't know shouted loudly...

"Thank you!" Xiao Yao bowed slightly to the audience.

"Handsome guy, play another song!" Seeing Xiao Yao turn around and put the guitar back on the guitar stand on the stage, the audience shouted again.

"Yeah, one more song! We invite you to drink!" Someone echoed and shouted.

"Thank you, but I just came up for fun, and I only prepared this song!" Xiao Yao explained into the microphone, and walked off the stage anyway.

Xiao Yao sat back in his seat and was about to call everyone to leave when a young woman in her twenties came over and said to Xiao Yao: "Handsome guy, you sang really well just now, I'll buy you a drink !what do you drink?"

"No…"

Just as Xiao Yao was about to refuse, the young woman had already glanced at the bar on Xiao Yao's table, raised her hand and shouted to the bar: "Xiao Song, serve another "nnyr" to this table, remember me On account!"

"Thank you, but..." Xiao Yao waved his hands and smiled wryly, but he was interrupted again before he finished speaking.

"Get to know each other, my name is Xie Yu, can you tell me your name?" The woman warmly stretched out her hand.

"Well, hello, my name is Min, and my name is Min Jia!" Xiao Yao got up and shook hands with Xie Yu, "Thank you for inviting me to drink, but I'm sorry, we are going to leave, you should keep the wine for yourself .”

"Let's go now?" Xie Yu said, "It's still early, why don't you play for a while?"

"There is something else!" Xiao Yao laughed.

"It's a pity, I still want to hear you sing." Xie Yu said regretfully, "I'm a regular visitor here, and it seems to be the first time I see you here today...You guys, will you come again in the future? If so , tell me, I'll buy you a drink." Said, Xie Yu also handed over a business card.

"Thank you," Xiao Yao waved his hand without taking the business card, "But we..."

"Xiao Yu'er, what are you doing? You jump up when you see a handsome guy who can sing? Don't scare my guests away!" Before Xiao Yao could finish speaking, he was interrupted by another man's voice.

Xiao Yao looked back and found a young man in his thirties walking over.

"Brother Xu, when did I scare your guests away?" Xie Yu pouted dissatisfiedly.

"Hello, I'm the boss here, and my name is Xu Chengliang!" The young man ignored Xie Yu and held out his hand to Xiao Yao.

"Hello, Boss Xu!" Xiao Yao shook Xu Chengliang's hand politely.

"You sang really well just now!" Xu Chengliang continued, "May I ask, what is your current occupation? Are you a professional singer?"

"Uh, I'm still a student, in college!" Xiao Yao said.

"College students, you should have a lot of free time." Xu Chengliang said with a happy face, "You sing very well, are you interested in coming to my bar to sing? Our business hours are afternoon and evening, the specific time You can accommodate your school's class time."

"Thank you, boss. I'm not a local, nor do I go to school locally. This time, I happened to pass by Xi'an on a trip. I definitely can't come to sing with you." Xiao Yao laughed.

"Neither a local, nor a local school?" Xu Chengliang was slightly taken aback. "When I heard you sing just now, I had a local accent. I thought you had lived in the local area for a long time."

"No," Xiao Yao shook his head with a smile, "I have been to Xi'an several times before, and my accent is imitated. Do you think I have a Shaanxi accent when I speak now?")!!