The string player was the first to enter the stage. He Huan said: "The Lusheng leads the audience in Bijia Village's singing. The main instrument in Nanjian's singing is the big three-stringed instrument, and then flute, reed, flute, suona, and drum are added. The instruments are very rich. This
It is also a manifestation of Chineseization.”
The experts nodded.
The strings whine out a long tune, like a thread floating out in the evening breeze...
Ah Bajin picked up the microphone and sang the lead: "Flowers don't look good without green leaves, brothers don't have little sister marks, it's not fun, and it's weird that I'm lazy, so why don't we sing together!"
Every word was like a sword tearing through his throat, worrying that he would not be able to come back. As a result, his voice was intercepted by Wuliang Mountain and struck back to the field.
The sound of drums and music instantly made the blood boil. There were not as many rules as in Bijia Village. Men, women, old and young all came on stage and formed several circles.
Experts are also involved.
Ah Bajin held the microphone and sang the lead, while the others responded and danced. Wuliang Mountain is a natural loudspeaker that shakes the heavens and the earth!
The beat songs of Shanhua Village are livelier and more violent than those of Bijia Village.
He Huan said: "This is the difference between the palace classical school and the mountain modern school."
The experts laughed, the difference was very vivid!
The villagers sang together:
"Brother and sister are fighting, while Asu is watching!
Surrounded in circles, Sisu is shaking!
If you can sing the tune, sing it, sing it!
If you don’t know how to sing, you can dance, but Sisu is shaking!
If you want to play songs, you have to stomp your feet three times. Stomp the yellow mud to make medicine!
My elder brother stomped on his thousand-layer soles, and my sister stomped on her flower-toned shoes!
When you play songs, you can walk on the mountains; when you play songs, you can walk on the water..."
The experts were completely inspired and held hands by the villagers like crazy. Their rhythm was really fast!
In comparison, yesterday's Bijia Village was really too calm and reserved.
After a hearty singing session, Liang Ange was very interested. He turned to several music experts and said, "I want to sing one too."
The experts were so excited that the elf finally couldn't help but take action!
Several music experts asked Master Li to take them to the car and got their instruments out.
When the villagers saw them, they looked at them curiously. They actually brought equipment? Yes! They are music experts!
Looking at this posture, are you going to compete in singing? So excited! So excited!
Stepping out of the way, Ah Bajin quickly invited the elf and several experts to the center and handed the microphone to the elf.
The villagers are looking forward to hearing the big star sing live!
As soon as Liang Ange opened his mouth, a cloud floated slowly from the cloudless sky——
"The seven-colored clouds in the sky are going back to their hometown.
The red earth beneath our feet is covered with a red carpet.
The red carpet has been laid out—ah—"
If Ah Bajin's singing was shot straight out and bounced back from Wuliang Mountain, Elf's clear voice was pushed in a circle, covering Wuliang Mountain like a carpet, with a very wide range!
"Ah!" The villagers' eyes lit up.
Qin Kong smiled proudly, with words written all over his face: From my family!
The music experts picked up their instruments, the cello was deep and the violin was melodious. In the high mountain tea garden, a singing competition between the academics and the mountaineers started.
The villagers shook their heads and danced with their hands and feet.
The rhythm suddenly became bright and bright, and the elf's voice suddenly rose high, like a skylark soaring into the sky:
"There are stars in the sky, you need to hide for a while
If I swing my hand, I will knock you down.
If I swing my hand, I will knock you down.
It's a big mountain underground, don't fall asleep
If I stamp my feet, I'll scare you.
Hey
I'll scare you if I stamp my feet.
"Hoo"
He Huan said to her: "Ase, ase, ase! Ase, ase, ase!"
The surrounding villagers reacted immediately and followed suit.
The elf looked at the little white dragon with a smile, he was really good at cheering!
"Wanwan, the moon, you need to hide for a while
My folk song will burn you if I throw it over
The sun is shining brightly, please don’t fall asleep
When I play songs, my feet together will drive you away.
Hey
When I play songs, my feet together will drive you away.
"Hoo"
With the bright rhythm and clear singing, everyone can't help but dance to the beat.
The accompaniment gradually became melodious, and the elf's voice suddenly changed a thousand times——
"Ninety-nine kinds of flower threads embroidered into this skirt."
If I don’t wear it, I’ll let you see through it, so who can see it?
Who are you wearing it for?"
With the delicate singing voice, Liang Ange's dark eyes looked at Qin Kong, and Qin Kong almost melted.
Everyone was jealous.
He Huan thinks this is a love variety show! It’s too much!
Fortunately, the music elf's attention was given to everyone, and the villagers were so excited that they turned into crazy fans and waved their hands to the point where they almost shook off their hands and stamped their feet.
"Ninety-nine kinds of olives have moistened my throat. Oops."
If I don’t sing to you, who will sing to you?
Who are you singing to?"
Everyone danced to the rhythm and stamped their feet, really wanting to hit the moon and shake the earth! Just listening to her singing, He Huan felt his throat tightening. And the elf's voice became brighter and brighter:
"Singing, singing, singing
Make the heart bloom
Aso color, Yisu color, makes the heart bloom
Let's play songs, come and play songs
Beat the guest to stay
Stay, stay, beat the guests to stay
Play songs, play songs
The sea breeze blows into the mountains
Asuse Yisuse beats the sea breeze into the mountain
Play songs, play songs
Make a road leading to the outside of the mountain
There is a road leading to the outside of the mountain in Asuse and Yisu.
Come and play songs - come and play songs -
Let's build a road leading to the outside of the mountain——"
The sound blasted through hundreds of thousands of mountains, penetrated the eardrums, penetrated the heart, and penetrated all the mountains!
As soon as a professional singer opens his mouth, he will know if there is one.
He Huan admired him so much. It turned out that he was just a hobby for music. He was really professional! He was worthy of being a music wizard!
Everyone was still immersed in the sound and had not yet recovered. Liang Ange smiled and bowed to everyone, "Thank you everyone."
This gentle voice suddenly caused everyone to wonder if she had just sung it. Her petite body burst out with such a voice? After such a performance, her breath was still so stable. This is a voice that is not tired even after singing all night.
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The audience burst into warm applause! It turned into a concert scene!
Liang Ange handed the microphone to Ah Bajin and said with a smile: "He sang really well. He got excited and couldn't hold it back. Thank you everyone."
"Teacher Liang." Ah Bajin hurriedly stepped forward, holding her hand without answering the phone, "You really sang so well!"
"You sing very well too!"
He Huan glanced at Qin Kong, he was so good, he was jealous again! His eyes were full of words: That is my wife! Let go of your hand!
Finally, Ah Bajin may have felt the radio waves outside the venue, and let go of the elf's hand, "Teacher Liang, you sing another song!"
Liang Ange picked up his guitar and said, "I'll accompany you!"
The sunset faded, and the sound of people and motorcycles rang out in the dim mountains, rushing towards Shanhua Village like a tide.
He Huan looked around and said, "Spirit, your song has attracted people from all over the country!"
Everyone is very happy! Being able to attract people around you is a great honor for the singing village!
There were more and more people in the singing area, and they formed circles and circles.
The person who came was still calling: "Are you here? Are you here? The sheepfold room! The elf and the little white dragon are here to play songs! Come quickly!"
What a laugh!
After Ah Bajin and Ziyisha sang two songs, the spirit came on the stage again. She can still sing a lot of Han folk songs, so she is not afraid of playing Chinese folk songs.
He Huan slipped to Qin Kong's side, "It seems that tonight, the elf is the singer from another village!"
Qin blank glanced at him.
He Huan couldn't help but laugh, but soon he stopped laughing.
As night fell, a winding line of car lights and the chugging sound of motorcycles merged into a star river in the mountains, rushing towards Shanhua Village.
Chen Ying also saw it and shouted: "There are too many people! It's beyond expectation! Is there a ladder? I can't take the photo anymore! I need a light! I need a light! I want a big light!"
He Huan looked around and quickly called Uncle Aza.
It was so earth-shattering that even with one ear blocked, there was no response from the other side.
Qin Huai also came out, and the two of them searched everywhere and finally found Uncle Aza.
"Is there a ladder? It's a herringbone ladder that can stand on, or a high table!"
Aza quickly pulled out a few villagers from the singing venue, found tables and ladders from home, and carried them to the side of the singing venue for the photographer.
Chen Ying quickly ordered them to place them. Several villagers moved around and made a fuss. Chen Ying yelled angrily.
But no one cares. In this singing venue, you can’t listen to anything without shouting.
Seeing that Director Chen was so anxious that he was about to vomit blood, He Huan finally had to understand what he meant. In the past few days, he had watched Teacher Chen set up the camera position, and she also shouted for him and pulled the villagers to finally set up the camera position.
Photographers carried cameras and stood on ladders and tables under Chen Ying's command.
Qin Huai also went with the villagers to find some big lamps, connected them, plugged them in, and lit them brightly.
Finally got the camera crew logistics figured out!
He Huan looked down. There were bonfires and rivers of lights in the mountains, and bottomless darkness below!
Although the tea garden is on a slope, it would be terrible if it rolled down!
He Huan quickly asked the villagers to find a long rope and set up a cordon to prevent the singers from crowding into the camera. He also asked a few strong men to surround the ladder and keep an eye on them to prevent people from crowding in and protect the photographers.
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The teacher came over and arranged for the villagers to protect the camera and photographer. He also brought water and chairs so that they could take a rest when they were tired from standing.
After all, there is a difference between standing on a ladder and standing on the ground!
He Huan got into the crowd again and found Uncle Aza, "There is no room left in the singing area! Let the newcomers come to the tea garden! Don't run around! Don't fall down the mountain! Quickly arrange for villagers to guide them down. We still have to stand by the road.
People maintain order!”
Uncle Aza was happy and worried at the same time, "We have never had so many people come to our village!"
Fortunately, there was Xiao Bailong, who stayed calm in the face of danger. Yiyan quickly arranged for villagers to guide people from other villages into the tea garden. There was a road in the tea garden, and many people could stand in a circle. There were also villagers standing by the road to maintain order.
The chaotic crowd gradually became orderly, but some people still wanted to see the elves up close and were still pushing in.
The camera crew can be stopped, but the singing venue cannot be stopped. There is no such thing in Yi villages! What’s more, everyone is here to perform singing!
He Huan hurriedly squeezed in again. There were people around him. They didn't recognize him anymore, but they all knew him. Seeing him squeezing in, they all gave way to him.
Sweating profusely as he squeezed into the venue, Ah Bajin happily said: "Xiao Bailong, are you going to sing?"
He Huan opened his mouth, only to realize that he had been speaking hoarsely. He took the microphone and said with everyone's expectant eyes: "Fellows of Nanjian! We gather in Shanhua Village tonight. Welcome to sing! Thank you.
Come and support me!
There are more singing venues than this one, this tea garden is a singing venue! This mountain is a singing venue! Please everyone must perform singing while ensuring safety! Okay?"
"Okay!" The whole mountain responded in waves, and the tea garden at the foot of the mountain waved a mobile phone flashlight!
The little white dragon group couldn't help crying, this is really a mountain modern style!
The fellow villagers were also in tears. Xiao Bailong was really worried about them! Listening to his original Susu voice, it was like splitting hairs!
Chen Ying stood on the ladder with a smile. Xiao Bailong could call him Director He! His leadership and organizational skills are so strong!
Liang Ange smiled and handed him a candy, put down his guitar, picked up the microphone, walked to the sidelines, looked at the lights and figures at the foot of the mountain, and said, "Hello fellow villagers of Nanjian!"
"Elf! Elf!" The whole mountain cheered and jumped, and the light from mobile phones merged into a winding Milky Way. This is the Milky Way full of people who like her!
Chen Ying was protected and could safely turn the camera down to capture the grand scene of this mountain village concert!
He Huan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Sure enough, as soon as the elf opened his mouth, he attracted singers from all over the world!
Liang Ange said loudly: "As Xiao Bailong said, we can only be happy if we ensure safety! We will only play songs when everyone is safe! Can we do it?"
"Yes!" Man Shan looked up at her.
"Okay! Let's play songs!"
"good!"
The music elf opened her voice and sang: "There are so many stars in the sky, I just want to pick one of you..."
Dancing all over the mountain.
This is the concert scene of a mountain village stars!
Seeing everyone dancing and carnivaling in an orderly manner, He Huan felt comfortable. He didn't know what kind of candy it was, it was cool and moist, and his throat felt much better.
He Huan moistened his throat and felt happy again. Look at Qin Kong, will he shave off Ah Bajin's pigtails?
This is an antiphon!
After Liang An finished singing, he turned around, looked at Xiao Bailong with a smile, and stretched out his hand to invite him.
I'll go! Does giving him throat lozenges require antiphonal singing?
What are you afraid of? After all, it’s a rare opportunity to have your head shaved by Teacher Qin!
Taking the microphone from the smiling Ah Bajin: "There are so many Soma flowers in Yishan Mountain, I just want to pick one from you..."
"Brother's shoulders are like a mountain. I really want to close my eyes and lean on him..." The elf's gaze crossed over the little white dragon, passed through thousands of people, and landed on Qin Kong, smiling slightly.
Qin Kong also smiled, and He Huan also smiled. Well, he was just a backup singer, singing seriously.
How can one person sing along? When it came to the chorus, He Huan said loudly: "Brother and sister, let's sing together!
The sun in Yishan Mountain never sets, and the moon in Yishan Mountain can sing..."
Everyone said in unison: "The sun in Yishan Mountain never sets, and the moon in Yishan Mountain can sing..."
All the mountains are singing together.
"The moon in Yishan Mountain can sing. When the moon comes out, do you miss me?"
He Huan didn't know who to look at. He could only look at the moon. We share the beauty of the moon thousands of miles apart. I hope we will live forever!
The moon on the Qiantang River must also be very bright!
Late at night, the moon hangs high in the sky. Wuliang Mountain and Dage Mountain are all covered with silver gauze, like a pure and shy bride in the middle of the night!
Suddenly, Ah Ba Jin hugged the little white dragon, Zi Yisha hugged the elf, two goats were brought, noodles, brown sugar, green tea, rice wine, and four-color gifts were placed in two trays and brought to them.
He Huan said: "Uncle Aza, can't you see? We don't need to keep these two singers from Chuncheng, we will fight until the sun rises!"