Entertaining Children

  Chapter 221 A Rare Performance

Just like Ma Peng was still impressed, Fang was still impressed by the tall boy who blocked himself in the classroom and let himself into the police station. So after a brief consternation, Fang still recognized Ma Peng. Although she can't remember his name. But she will never forget another name. Since this tall boy appears here to question herself, then...

  Fang still looked behind Ma Peng, and he saw Xiao Yao looking here. Despite the *** and the baseball cap, Fang still recognized Xiao Yao at a glance.

   Seeing Fang still looking at him, Xiao Yao felt that Ma Peng couldn’t come out alone in this matter, so he stood up and walked over. With him, Sun Tingting and Chen Mingfei naturally followed.

  Fang still saw Xiao Yao walking over, his eyes flashed with excitement, but then his expression dimmed.

   "I didn't follow you, I work here." Fang still whispered somewhat sullenly.

"Working here? Who knows if your uniform is real or fake? Last time you said it was a student in our second high school? Oh, no, you are dressed like a student in our second high school, and then you said it was him His assistant is here." Ma Peng sneered. Since it was a public place, he did not name Xiao Yao.

   "Really she?" Chen Mingfei approached the first to speak.

   "Hmm." Ma Peng nodded.

   Hearing Ma Peng’s confirmation, Chen Mingfei’s eyes towards Fang still became a little uncomfortable.

   "I really work here, not following you." Fang still emphasized again, but the volume is still not loud.

   "Still, what's the matter?" Seeing several customers walking up to Fang still with unkind expressions and saying something, a female clerk who also wore uniform walked over with concern.

   Xiao Yao glanced at the female clerk, then at Fang Still, and said to Ma Peng, "Forget it, let's go."

   "Do you really believe it?" Ma Peng looked at Xiao Yao in surprise, "Maybe it was her accomplice."

   "Hey, what accomplice? It's so ugly, is there anyone who talks like that?" The female clerk has a pungent temper. Hearing the word "associate" by Ma Peng, she suddenly became unhappy.

   "I..." Ma Peng was about to reply, but was interrupted by Xiao Yao.

   "Ma Peng!" Xiao Yao drank Ma Peng, and said to the female clerk, "Sorry, we confessed to the wrong person."

After thinking about it, Xiao Yao still said to the other party: "The last time I saw him was not very pleasant, he was almost embarrassed by you, so I think you should be able to understand this attitude towards you. I hope I won't see him again in the future. "

Seeing that Ma Peng still didn’t want to take a break, Sun Tingting also said: “Ma Peng, forget it, it’s not good for him to make a fuss in such a place and cause crowds. Besides, they really didn’t do anything, let’s go. Right."

  The effect of beautiful women's opening is different. As soon as Sun Tingting spoke, Ma Peng died out immediately.

  The female clerk was a bit blinded. Since the person who admitted the wrong person, why was it that the last time I met was unhappy? Did you admit your mistake or didn't you admit it? She wanted to ask a few people to ask, but found that all four of them had already turned and walked outside the store.

   "What's the matter?" The female clerk wanted to catch up and ask again. The store manager who heard the movement had already stepped out of the room. Asked the two.

Fang still didn't speak, the female clerk had to tell the manager what she had seen. When she finished speaking, the figures of the four had long since disappeared.

  Out of the coffee shop, a few people have no interest in continuing to play. Anyway, the goal of getting to know each other has been achieved, so everyone has arranged a time to set off to Hangzhou, and they have separated.

  June 28th, which was the time for the last blind selection of "The Voice of China", the four people appeared on time in the Zhedong Satellite TV studio at the recording site.

   Xiao Yao was the last of the new students to appear, and there were four new students ahead of him. After waiting for more than an hour, the four students all performed on stage, one got three turns, one got two turns, and the other two did not win the favor of any instructor. On average, the overall performance of the few new students who have played so far tonight is not good.

  "Teacher's seat, please return, and please invite the next student to come on stage." As the narration sounded at the scene, the four instructors' chairs turned back and turned their backs to the stage. The audience at the scene looked in the direction of the passage where the trainees appeared.

  But before the next student appeared at the passageway, several staff members who went to the stage to do the layout work re-attracted the eyes of the audience back to the stage.

  After several staff members took the stage, a chair and a vertical microphone with a height of more than one meter were placed in the center of the stage. These are not surprising, and there are not no students who have played and sang with a guitar on their backs. Although most of them are standing and singing while sitting on a chair, they sing less in a chair, but everyone can understand the singing while sitting. . What made the audience curious was that these staff installed two microphones on a microphone pole. Except for the one commonly seen at the top, another microphone is fixed at a height of only about 20 centimeters from the floor of the stage. The audience is somewhat hooded. The microphone on the floor is What are you going to do?

  While the audience was discussing the function of the microphone very close to the ground of the stage, a figure appeared in the passageway behind the stage, and the audience immediately cast their gazes over. Because the lights on the stage during the performance were dim, the audience hadn't seen the faces of the students clearly yet, but when they looked at what he was carrying, the audience had already let out a cry of exclamation.

  The figure emerging from the aisle behind the stage is dressed in a white shirt with blue jeans and white sneakers. This dress is very folk songs, it is easy to remind people of the school days in white fluttering. But this dress is not the reason for the audience's exclaiming. The reason for their exclaiming is that there are too many things on this student.

  The student who came out of the passageway was carrying a guitar on his back, a tambourine in his left hand, and a harmonica stand with a harmonica stuck in his right hand. Is this the rhythm of playing three instruments alone? The audience has never seen this kind of scene, so when they saw this student appear with three musical instruments, even if he hadn't seen his face clearly, the audience could not wait to applaud and scream.

"Every time this is the most painful time for our tutors!" Hearing the applause and screams of the audience, Yu Qing, who is known as the "music urchin" from Baodao among the four tutors, smiled bitterly. "Because we can't see anything, we don't even know why they scream."

As a result, Yu Qing’s words just fell off, and the audience’s screams suddenly doubled, because the student who walked to the center of the stage had already been seen clearly by the audience under the lights, and many audiences recognized it. This student is Xiao Yao, the "Xiao Chengying" who has spread all over the country two years ago. However, the audience of this show still abides by the show's rules, screaming and screaming, but no one yells Xiao Yao's name silently. This also made the four instructors on the stage more itchy.

After Xiao Yao walked to the center of the stage, he sat down on the chair that had been prepared in advance, placed the semi-circular tambourine in his left hand on the ground between his legs and stood up, then put his right hand again. The harmonica stand he was carrying hung on his neck, and finally he put the guitar he was carrying on his lap. At this moment, the audience also saw the effect of the two microphones on the stage, because they corresponded to the height of the tambourine on the ground and the height of Xiao Yao's mouth. As for the guitar, sharp-eyed audiences also saw a small wireless microphone plugged into the jack at the end of the guitar.

   "Wow~" The audience who could see clearly clapped again, and at the same time made the four instructors on the stage more curious.

   "He can play like this?" Chen Nan, the host of Xiao Yao's family and friends group in the backstage room, also asked in surprise. He had never seen Xiao Yao's rehearsal.

   "He's very powerful." Sun Tingting, who was standing next to Chen Nan, said proudly, "He has lost a few hands, otherwise it won't be a problem to make a band for you on the spot."

  After the audience's applause gradually subsided, Xiao Yao plucked the strings of the guitar with his right hand, and a fresh guitar fingerstyle melody sounded. It was just this prelude that many audiences had closed their eyes.

   "That piece of laughter reminds me of my flowers, which are quietly opened for me in every corner of my life..." After the prelude was over, Xiao Yao's warm and fresh voice rang.

  The soundtrack of a single guitar can very well show the characteristics of the singer's voice, so after Xiao Yao sang the first two sentences, Shen Na, the only female tutor among the four tutors, pressed the button in front of her. The chair she was sitting on also turned around, and between the bottom of her chair and the stage, a passage made of white lights also lit up.

   "A second turn!" Chen Mingfei, who was watching in the room of the relatives and friends group in the backstage, yelled, excitedly slapped Ma Peng, and then turned to Sun Tingting with some hesitation. Sun Tingting smiled generously and reached out and hit Chen Mingfei's erected palm.

  Shen Na, who turned her chair, saw Xiao Yao, who was in a strange shape on the stage, with her eyes widened and her mouth widened. Then she realized that she was out of shape and covered her mouth with her hands.

   Xiao Yao in the center of the stage did not look at the directions of the four instructors, but was immersed in his own musical atmosphere.

  "La...La...La...I miss her..." As the chorus sounded, Xiao Yao's feet moved. The left foot supports the tambourine on the ground, and the toes of the right foot beats rhythmically on the surface of the tambourine. The whole song also adds the rhythm of the tambourine to the single guitar soundtrack.

  Although it had been anticipated that this scene might appear, when Xiao Yao moved his hands and feet together and played different instruments while singing, the audience still couldn't help applauding and cheering. Even Shen Na, who had already turned her chair, couldn't help shaking her head and applauding. Just to match the artistic conception of Xiao Yao's song, their volume is not very loud.

  "They have been blown away by the wind and scattered on the horizon." After singing the last sentence of the chorus, Xiao Yao lowered his head and put his mouth on the harmonica in front of him. The three parts of the hands, feet and mouth simultaneously played an interlude between the chorus and the second verse.

The melodious harmonica sounded together with the fresh guitar and crisp tambourine sound. The beautiful melody made the audience just want to close their eyes and listen attentively, but they were reluctant to miss this rare one at the same time. Scene of three musical instruments. In a dilemma, the audience had to express their attitude with applause again.

   "Okay!" Yu Qing yelled, unbearable by the applause from the audience from time to time, tapped the button in front of him, and his chair turned around. When seeing Xiao Yao on the stage, Yu Qing showed a weird smile, shook his head and said: "Are you kidding me?"

  Yu Qing's voice just fell, the button in front of another tutor's chair was also pressed, and Yi Kun, who was at the far side, also turned around. When I saw Xiao Yao on the stage, Yi Kun didn't say anything, but leaned back in the chair very exaggeratedly.

  Xiao Yao didn't even look at the four instructors in front of him at this time, and naturally he would not be affected by the voices and movements of several instructors. After playing the interlude between the chorus and the second verse, Xiao Yao left the harmonica and approached the microphone to sing the second verse:

  "Some stories are not finished yet, so forget it. Those feelings have been difficult to distinguish between true and false in the years..."

  Pak Shu’s "Those Flowers" should be known to everyone. It is recommended to listen to the chorus version of Pak Shu and Wang Ziwen in "The King of Cross-Border Songs". The taste of Pak Shu's last playing the mouth organ is more similar to that of Xiao Yao's.

  (End of this chapter)