Riding the wind of rebirth

Zhou Zhi smiled and said, "Ren Zhong's idea seems good. If there is a chance, I will take the children to the Shudu recording studio to record a version."

Mai Xiaomiao nodded: "By the way, this time in Shudu I followed Elbow to see Guan Tingting record two songs, they were so good."

"What?" Shama Ricong and Jike Azi were so jealous that they were almost torn apart: "There is such a good thing?!"

Mai Xiaomiao was startled: "Ah, what happened? She has a very good relationship with Elbow. Elbow even helped me choose songs and adjust the sound. Although I don't understand anything, the DEMO that came out in the end sounded great."

"Is it her new album? You actually heard her record the DEMO of her new album?!" Jike Azi screamed, "Xiao Miao, you are so lucky. What kind of song is her new song?"

"What type?" Mai Xiaomiao was a little confused. She knew it was the nice-sounding type, so she looked to Zhou Zhi for help.

"It's a lyrical and emotional new song that's very suitable for Tingting's current singing style, but not quite suitable for her experience and age. It's still very challenging. More content is kept secret for now, and even if I tell you, you won't know."

"There is another song I can reveal, it is an old song that pays tribute to Teresa Teng. This song is even more challenging. In fact, I suggested that Tingting not sing it, but she was very persistent. Therefore, we adjusted the singing style and arrangement a bit, and try to bring freshness to everyone."

"A tribute to Teresa Teng? But Faye Wong..." Shama Ricong immediately thought of the album "Fei Mimizhiyin".

"Yeah..." Zhou Zhi held his forehead with his hand: "Faye Wong's album is already a classic, and Tingting still wants to challenge it. She is really a bit stubborn."

"Xiao Miao, you've listened to it. How do you think it compares to Faye Wong's album?" Guan Tingting is also Jike Azi's idol. Jike Azi was also concerned and asked Mai Xiaomiao for her opinion.

“Ah? Well, I haven’t heard Faye Wong’s either…” Mai Xiaomiao didn’t know how to answer, so she could only say, “I think you all sang very well…”

"Actually, there's no need to worry too much." Zhou Zhi said, "Let's not talk about other songs. Just based on the lyrical song we recorded this time, I think it won't be a big problem to tie with the previous "Listening to the Sea"."

The second girl breathed a sigh of relief: "If this is the case, it's good. At least there is a bottom line."

"Well, that song has a bit of Mariah Carey's flavor." Mai Xiaomiao has some say in this regard: "But it seems to be simpler and more subtle... Oh, I can't really put it into words, anyway, it sounds good!"

"Whether it succeeds or not, it's all her own fault," Zhou Zhi picked up the guitar again, "These are things that the record company should consider, why bother so much? What are we going to sing next? By the way, the song that Ah Zi sang when she welcomed Grandma Liu last time was very nice, what was its name..."

"That song is called 'Toasting Song', but it's a pity that Grandma Liu doesn't drink." Jike Azi said with a smile.

"I can do it, I can do it! I can do this song, too!" Wu Renzhong suddenly felt his presence: "Come on, come on, play the accompaniment!"

In order to cater to Wu Renzhong's loud voice, Zhou Zhi's accompaniment had to be pitched down, but for a girl, it was actually pitched up four degrees.

However, what Yi girls are least afraid of is using loud falsetto. Not to mention the fourth degree, even three fourths can be raised. Zhou Zhi does not need to take care of them at all.

The melody of this song is, as the later generations said, very addictive. Basically, once you listen to it, your mind will be controlled by the melody, and it is suitable for any singing style. It is worthy of being carefully selected by ethnic minorities who are good at singing and dancing. Even Wu Renzhong's simple singing style can be heard to be full of passion and joy.

After the first round of singing, Jike Azi and Shama Ricong joined in the harmony. Jike Azi's soft humming matched Wu Renzhong's singing of the lyrics with different voices, while Shama Ricong played the role of string music, using long "woo" and "ah" to accompany, and the reverberation in the valley became richer. "Come again!" When the last round was about to end, Zhou Zhi shouted: "Just do it again like before, I'll add a voice!"

The one added this time is the bass. Zhou Zhi's bass is actually average, but adding it to the chorus and just providing polish is enough. Although it is a temporary tune, it is still the three chord method that works all over the world, and the temporary arrangement can still be quite acceptable.

In the small camp, four people actually sang a four-part chorus with two men and two women, accompanied by guitars. Although it was a spur-of-the-moment idea, they coordinated very well and it sounded very beautiful.

However, after singing it once and everyone was preparing to sing it again, Wu Renzhong was led away by Zhou Zhixin's bass and lost his tune. He immediately lost his tune and had to end it there.

“So beautiful, so beautiful—” Mai Xiaomiao’s palms turned red. “You are all so amazing. Even Aguo and the others can sing like a choir!”

The children have very good timbre and talent, so Zhou Zhi went a little beyond the syllabus when teaching them music. He divided the lessons into four parts and practiced them separately. After mixing them together, it really had a bit of a choir feel to it.

"It's almost time, shall we go home?" Everyone played until after three o'clock, and Zhou Zhi suggested, "We still have to take care of the deer ear chives when we get home, it's a lot of work."

"Okay, then we will be responsible for packing up the tent and you go and get the horse." Wu Renzhong said.

"You are really good at making plans." Zhou Zhi scolded: If you want to get the horse, you have to cross the cold stream, or swim to the other side in the warm water.

"It's not that troublesome." Jike Azi bent his two little fingers, touched the second knuckles together, put them to his mouth, held them and blew hard, and a sharp whistle sounded.

After hearing what was happening on the other side, the big blue horse took two steps to jump over the obstacle created by the saddles, then turned around and snorted, stopping the other horses that wanted to catch up. It then ran along the bank of the pond alone, waded across the cold water stream and came in front of the crowd.

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"Brother Elbow, get on board and let the big blue horse take you back to the saddle. This way you don't have to get your pants wet or take off your clothes."

Zhou Zhi and Wu Renzhong looked at each other in surprise. They had never seen Lao Chi Ri demonstrate this move before, but it was amazing that the big blue horse could be so obedient.

Wu Renzhong asked foolishly: "How does it know whether you are calling it alone or in a group?"

"Are you stupid?" Zhou Zhi was so angry that he laughed: "Of course the whistle sounds different! It's just that the way to blow the whistle is a little special. When you have time, Ah Zi will teach us."

After saying that, he turned over and climbed onto the horse's back: "This big blue horse is just like a black dragon. It was trained by Grandpa Chi Ri. It's very spiritual!"

Cleaning up the camp was also a rather troublesome task. By the time Zhou Zhi had saddled and bridled the horses one by one and rode his big blue horse with the herd over there, the camp here had just been cleaned up.

"Oh lolo lolo..." Mai Xiaomiao was very happy during this camping trip. He shouted to the upstream: "Little monkeys, we are going back. We will try to come back next week."

"Hahaha..." Everyone laughed. Zhou Zhi said, "I'm afraid the monkeys don't welcome us disturbing them."

"That's not up to them!" Wu Renzhong was dissatisfied: "If possible, I would like to live here and never leave!" (End of this chapter)