Entertaining Children

   Chapter 768 Accent

"What is the courage to admire him? Do you look down on people?" The female fan on Xiao Yao's desk curled her lips and said to the waiter, "Tell your boss, my friend is definitely better than the resident singer in your bar. Great! Singing here is to give you face. If you change the time, you won’t be able to invite him to sing here!"

   "Huh?" The waiter was stunned. He didn't expect the boss's words to cause dissatisfaction with the customer.

"Sister Wang, I am a guest who came for a drink, and their boss doesn't know me. I'm afraid the guests will be embarrassed if they don't sing well on stage. It's also kind!" Xiao Yao shook his head gently to the opposite female fan. After a moment, he turned his head and said to the waiter, "Thank you boss!" As he said, 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 rested, and those instruments were still on the stage. Now that the bar owner has agreed to Xiao Yao's coming on stage, these musical instruments can naturally be used casually. Xiao Yao picked an acoustic guitar, moved a chair to sit behind the microphone stand in front of the stage, adjusted the height of the microphone stand easily, and began to pluck several strings on the guitar to test the sound.

   "Wow~" Seeing Xiao Yao sitting on the stage holding the guitar, Xiao Yao and his party applauded and cheered.

  The sudden movements of these people also attracted the attention of other guests on the table next to them, and soon it was discovered that an unfamiliar performer appeared on the stage. Many people believed that the person who appeared on the stage and the people who were sitting on the stage were together with the cheering and applauding people, and it was not surprising that this group of people behaved.

It’s not unusual for bar guests to volunteer to sing on stage. Other guests have also seen some. Although they didn’t expect too much from the performer on stage, there were still many people who gave him courage. There were some polite applause.

At this time, the bar owner who heard the waiter come back and relayed Xiao Yao and their conversation sat at the table of the band member who was 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 that he is very powerful, even better than your resident singer. You should also listen carefully to see if it is really that powerful!"

"Brother Xu, you are the boss. It's not that you have the final say if you are not good?" The lead singer of the band called Yongzi laughed. "But we were talking about this guy just now. Huazi just put it down after playing. For the guitar, he still has to try the tuning, either he is a pretending offender, or he is a guy with better ears than Huazi. But judging from his age and dress, 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-framed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and a scarf around his neck covering the left and right mandibular corners and part of the sideburns. Match his appearance with Xiao Yao, but it is not difficult to judge his approximate age based on the exposed part of his face.

   "Hello everyone, I will send you an original song called "Painting", I hope you like it, thank you!" Xiao Yao, who has tuned his voice, greeted and introduced the microphone in front of him briefly.

   "Oh oh~" After listening to Xiao Yao's introduction, cheers and applause in the audience rang again. I heard that it was an original song, and the enthusiasm of the other guests besides Xiao Yao and his party was also much higher.

  Xiao Yao nodded slightly to thank, and moved his hands on the strings, and a nice and slightly special guitar prelude sounded.

   "Good! His songs are very catchy at the beginning of the prelude!" The female fan on Xiao Yao's desk listened to the prelude and said in a low voice with intoxication.

   "But some of his songs have no preludes." Another male fan whispered.

   "Go, I don't know how to chat!" The female fan whitened the male fan beside her.

"This prelude is very good!" The guitarist of the band named Huazi nodded, "I won't talk about the melody. Although a few chords are common, there are half-vibrating strings mute, and there are sliding strings. , And the hooking of the little finger of the left hand, at least the technique of playing the guitar is very good!"

   "How does it compare to you?" the bar owner asked.

   "Brother Xu, you can ask that," the band lead singer Yongzi laughed. "Can Huazi say that he is a guitarist less than an ordinary guest who comes to drink?"

"This guy is not an ordinary customer," Huazi shook his head. "From his posture, the time playing guitar is definitely not short. But now I can't say that I am better than him. His mute voice just now, I know how to slide and hook the strings, but I am not as proficient with him now. But it’s not because I’m not as skilled as him, but because our band doesn’t have the music that I need to play. 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 is not easy to judge who plays the guitar better, but it should be easier to judge how he sings." Hua Zi smiled unwillingly and pulled the narration to the lead singer Yong Zi. "After he speaks, you will know. He and Yongzi can sing well."

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

  After a prelude, the song enters the singing part. Although the melody is almost the same as the beginning of the prelude, as soon as Xiao Yao spoke, his high-pitched and clear voice aroused applause at the scene.

   "Oh, this voice is very good!" The bar owner stared in surprise.

"Not only is the voice very good, but the pitch is also very good, and the voice is very stable, without shaking at all!" Lead singer Yuko said, "This guy looks very confident, very relaxed, and not nervous at all. It is probably not the first time on stage. Perform publicly."

   "That means he doesn't need courage at all to get on stage," the bar owner nodded, "No wonder his companions reacted so much to my words."

Compared with the bar owner and the members of that band, Xiao Yao’s fellow fans know his voice and the typhoon better. They shouldn’t have been too surprised, but after listening to the two sentences Xiao Yao said, they are both. Was shocked.

   "Why do I feel that the song Xiao Yao sang has a local flavor in northern Shaanxi? Is this a folk song? How do I feel like a folk song in northern Shaanxi?" a fan whispered in surprise.

"This is not a folk song in northern Shaanxi!" said a Xi'an fan who came from behind. "Neither the tune nor the lyrics! The lyrics of his song are very artistic. The reason why you have this feeling is except because he sings. In addition to being brighter, it is mainly because he has the Guanzhong accent of Shaanxi in the pronunciation when he sings."

   "You said he sings in Shaanxi dialect? I don't understand Shaanxi dialect, but I understand all of them." The former fan didn't believe him.

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

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

"It's harder than simply learning dialects!" The Xi'an fan shook his head and exclaimed, "I don't know if this evildoer has this kind of ability! As for the song he sang, there are at least a hundred people who don't know him at the scene. Eighty out of ten people would 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 listens to and feels very different from Zhao Lei's other works. Unlike songs like "Chengdu" and "Thirty-year-old Woman", which are more sad and melancholic, and sing a little deeper, this song full of imagination and graphic sense is more vocal in terms of singing. Now when people sing this song in Xiao Yao in Xi'an, they deliberately added a Shaanxi accent from the northwest region, not simply to conceal their original voice and identity, but to sing like this seems to be more exciting.

  In this way, not only Xiao Yao sang vigorously, but also the audience who listened to the song.

Although there is no matching of the drums and the distinctive flute sound in the original soundtrack, the lyrics of this song are very graphic. Even if it is just a guitar, Xiao Yao also uses his own voice to bring the audience into the song. Among the pictures 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, draw a lace bed, draw a stove and firewood, and live with the girl, The scenes of this very life-like picture show in my mind, some find it interesting, some find it beautiful. Most of the audience showed knowing smiles on their faces, and they felt that the song Xiao Yao sang was even more attractive.

  After a period of humming, the song came to the second part. In this stage of singing, Xiao Yao still showed scenes and scenes in front of the audience. Surrounded by birds, green ridges and green slopes, tranquility and peace, raindrops falling in the rice fields, rainbows within reach, endless curving flat paths, and the people at the end of the path have entered a dream (the dream has entered). Compared with the slightly deserted one in the first paragraph, the picture described in this paragraph seems to be more beautiful.

Especially in the last paragraph of this paragraph, "paint the mother's peaceful posture, and the disputes that can be erased by the eraser, paint the food for all seasons, and the leisurely people never worry" these four very poetic lyrics, even more listen to it. The audience at the scene was bright, and their hearts were filled with infinite beauty.

But after another humming, the third paragraph "I did not wipe off the quarreling eraser, only a lonely pen, and the moon in the night sky is no longer bright, only a melancholy child is singing" again. Pulled into reality, it shows that the beauty in front is nothing but 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 strum, but did not end the singing of the whole song, but sang the beginning with a cappella at the end The lyrics of the first sentence provide a finishing touch for the whole song. It seems to indicate that although the reality is not satisfactory, with the brush in hand, you can also feel the beauty of imagination and expectation in your mind.

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

   "Awesome!" Loud applause and cheers rang out in the audience, and other guests who did not know shouted loudly. .

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

   "Handsome guy, here's another one!" Seeing Xiao Yao turn back and put the guitar back on the guitar stand on the stage, another audience shouted loudly.

   "Yeah, here's another one! We invite you to drink!" someone yelled in agreement.

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

Xiao Yao sat back in his place and was about to say to greet everyone to leave. A young woman in her twenties walked over and said to Xiao Yao: "Handsome guy, you sang really well just now. I invite you to drink. !what do you drink?"

"Do not…"

Xiao Yao was about to refuse. The young woman had already glanced at the wine bottle placed on Xiao Yao's table, raised her hand and shouted at the bar: "Xiao Song, put another bottle of "Johnny Walker" on this table and put it on my account. !"

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

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

"Well, hello, my surname 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 save the wine for yourself. ."

   "Is this going away?" Xie Yu said, "It's still early, why don't you play for a while?"

   "There's still something!" Xiao Yao smiled.

"It's a pity, I still want to hear you sing." Xie Yu regretfully said, "I am a frequent visitor here, and it seems to be the first time I saw you here today...you guys, will you come again in the future? If you come, , Tell me, I invite you to drink." After that, Xie Yu also handed over a business card.

   "Thank you," Xiao Yao didn't accept the business card, waved his hand, "But we..."

   "Xiao Yu'er, what are you doing again? When you see a handsome guy who can sing, you will jump up? Don't scare my guests away!" Before Xiao Yao finished speaking, he was interrupted by a 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 am the boss here, and my name is Xu Chengliang!" The young man ignored Xie Yu and extended his hand to Xiao Yao.

   "Hello Boss Xu!" Xiao Yao politely shook hands with Xu Chengliang.

   "You sang really well just now!" Xu Chengliang continued, "Just take the liberty to ask, what is your current occupation? Are you a professional singer?"

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

"College students, there should be a lot of free time." Xu Chengliang said with joy, "You are very good at singing, are you interested in coming to my bar to sing part-time? Our business hours are afternoon and evening, and the specific time is OK. Adapt to your school’s class time."

   "Thank you, boss, I am not a local, and I am not going to school locally. This time I am traveling and passing by Xi'an. I will definitely not be able to come to you to sing." Xiao Yao smiled.

  "Neither a local, nor a local school?" Xu Chengliang was slightly surprised, "I just heard you sing with a local accent. I thought you lived here for a long time."

   "No," Xiao Yao smiled and shook his head, "I have been to Xi'an several times before. The accent is imitated. Do you think I have a Shaanxi accent now?"

   "You said that, you really didn't!" Xu Chengliang smiled suddenly, and said with a thumbs up, "I really learned how to sing just now!"

  (End of this chapter)