Road idiot tour guide

Chapter 451

He Huan said: "Bijia Village's singing is led by Lusheng, while Nanjian's main instrument is Dasanxian, and then flute, Lusheng, Xiao, suona, and drum are added. The musical instruments are very rich. It is also a manifestation of Sinicization."

The experts nodded.

The string whimpered and floated out a long tune, like a thread floating in the evening wind...

Ah Bajin picked up the microphone and led the singing: "Flowers without green leaves are not good-looking, brothers without little sisters are not fun, it's strange to be lazy, why not play songs together!"

Every sentence was like a sword tearing his throat, worried that he would not come back, but his voice was intercepted by Wuliang Mountain, and he hit back into the field with a clang.

The drums and music blared together, making the blood boil instantly. There were not so many rules in Bijia Village. Men, women, old and young all played on the stage and formed several circles.

Experts were also pulled in.

Ah Bajin took the microphone and sang as the lead singer, while the others echoed and danced.Wuliang Mountain is a natural loudspeaker, shaking heaven and earth!
The beat songs in Shanhua Village are more lively and violent than those in Bijia Village.

He Huan said: "This is the difference between the court classical school and the mountain modern school."

The experts laughed, this difference is very vivid!

The villagers sing together:
"Brother and sister are fighting, while Asu is watching!

Surrounded by a circle, Sisu is shaking!

Can sing the tune and sing it, sing it and sing it!
If you can't sing, jump up, and Sisu is shaking!

If you want to play songs, you have to stomp your feet three times, and stomp the yellow mud to make medicine!
Elder brother stomps the layered bottom, and younger sister stomps the flower-toed shoes!
Playing songs can make you walk on mountains, playing songs can make you go uphill..."

The experts were completely encouraged and held hands by the villagers like crazy, their pace was really fast!

In such a comparison, yesterday's Bijia Village was too calm and reserved.

After a hearty singing session, Liang Ange was full of interest. He turned to several music experts and said, "I want to sing one too."

The experts were so excited that the elves finally couldn't help but want to make a move!
Several music experts asked Master Li to take them to the car and got off with the instruments.

When the villagers saw them, they also looked at them curiously. Did they bring equipment?Too!They are music experts!
Looking at this posture, is it going to compete in songs?so excited!so excited!
To make way, Ah Bajin hurriedly invited the elf and several experts to the middle, and handed the microphone to the elf.

The villagers are full of anticipation, and they can listen to the big stars singing live!

As soon as Liang Ange opened his mouth, a cloud floated slowly like a cloudless sky——

"The colorful clouds in the sky are going back to their hometown

Under your feet, the red land is covered with a red carpet
There's a red carpet--ah--"

If Ah Bajin's singing is hit directly and then bounced back by Wuliang Mountain, the clear and clear voice of the elves will be pushed away in a circle, covering Wuliang Mountain like a carpet, and the range of sound is very wide!
"Ah!" The eyes of the villagers brightened.

Qin Kong smiled smugly, with words written all over his face: My family's!

The music experts picked up the guys, the cello was low and the violin was melodious.In the high mountain tea garden, an academic school and mountain field school played songs together.

The villagers shook their heads and danced their hands.

The rhythm is suddenly bright, and the elf's voice is suddenly high, like a skylark soaring into the sky:

"The stars in the sky, you have to hide

I shake my hand and I'll knock you off
I shake my hand and I'll knock you off
Underground, big mountain, please don’t fall asleep
I stomp my feet and it will scare you
嘿

I stomp my feet and scare you
嗬”

He Huan said to her: "Ase Sei Se Se! A Se Se Se Se!"

The surrounding villagers immediately reacted and followed suit.

The elf looked at Xiao Bailong with a smile on his face, he would really appreciate it!

"The moon is crooked, you have to hide

What about me Folk song will burn you if you throw it over
Tuantuan, the sun, don’t fall asleep
When playing songs, the feet will push you away
嘿

When playing songs, the feet will push you away
嗬”

With the bright rhythm and clear singing voice, everyone couldn't help but dance to the beat.

The accompaniment gradually became melodious, and the voice of the elf suddenly turned back and forth——

"99 kinds of floral threads embroidered into a skirt hey hey

If you don’t wear it, I’ll show you

Who are you wearing it for?"

The tender singing voice, Liang Ange's dark eyes looked at Qin Kong, and Qin Kong was about to melt.

The audience is jealous.

He Huan thinks this is a love variety show!unacceptable!

Fortunately, the attention of the music elf was given to everyone. The villagers were so excited that they turned into crazy fans, waving their hands, almost shaking off their hands, and stomping their feet.

"99 kinds of olives moisten your throat

If you don’t sing it for you, who will you sing it for?

Who will you sing it to?"

Everyone danced to the rhythm and stomped their feet, really wanting to hit the moon and shake the earth!Just listening to her sing, He Huan felt his throat tighten.And the elf's voice became brighter and brighter:

"Let's sing, let's sing

make the heart bloom
Asu Se Yi Su Se beats the heart to bloom
Let's sing, let's sing
Make the guest stay
stay stay stay hit make guests stay

play song, play song

Make the sea breeze come into the mountain
Asu Se Issu Se beats the sea breeze into the mountains

play song, play song

Make a road leading to the outside of the mountain

A Su Se Yi Su Se a road leading to the outside of the mountain

Let's hit the song -- hit the song --

Make a road leading to the outside of the mountain—"

The sound exploded into the mountains, pierced the eardrums, pierced the heart, and pierced the mountains!
As soon as a professional singer opens his mouth, he will know whether there is one.

He Huan really admires it, as expected, he is only interested in music, and the elf is really a professional!Worthy of being a music elf!

Everyone was still immersed in the voice and hadn't recovered yet. Liang Ange smiled and bowed to everyone, "Thank you everyone."

This gentle voice made everyone break up, wondering if she sang it just now.Such a voice erupted from the petite body?After creating a show like this, the breath is still so stable. This is a voice that won't get tired after singing all night!
There was warm applause in the field!Directly into a concert scene!
Liang Ange handed the microphone to Ah Bajin, and said with a smile, "He really sang really well, and I couldn't hold back when he got excited, thank you everyone."

"Teacher Liang." Ah Bajin hurried forward and held her hand without answering the phone, "You really sing really well!"

"You can sing really well too!"

He Huan glanced at Qin Kong, it's really good, he's jealous again!Eyes full of words: That's my wife!Let go of your hands!
Finally, Ah Bajin might have sensed the radio waves outside the arena, and let go of the elf's hand, "Teacher Liang, sing one more song!"

Liang Ange picked up his guitar, "I'll accompany you!"

The sunset faded, and the sound of people and motorcycles sounded in the dim mountains, rushing towards Shanhua Village like a tide.

He Huan looked around, "Elf, your song has attracted people from all over the world!"

Everyone is very happy!Being able to attract all the people around is a great honor for the Dage village!
There are more and more people in the singing arena, and they are surrounded by circles.

The person who came was still on the phone: "Are you here? Are you here? The sheepfold room! The elves and the little white dragon are here to play songs! Come quickly!"

He laughed!

After Ah Bajin and Zi Yisha sang two songs, the spirit came on stage again.She can still sing a lot of Han folk songs, so I'm not afraid to play Han songs.

He Huan slipped to Qin Kong's side, "Looks like tonight, the elf is the singer from the other village!"

Qin blankly glanced at him.

He Huan couldn't help laughing, but soon he couldn't laugh anymore.

As the night fell, a winding car light and the chug of motorcycles merged into a star river in the mountains, rushing towards Shanhua Village.

Chen Ying also saw it and yelled: "There are too many people! It's beyond expectation! Is there a ladder? I can't take the picture! I need lights! I want lights! I want headlights!"

He Huan looked around and quickly called Uncle Aza.

It was earth-shattering, one ear was plugged, and there was no answer over there.

Qin Huai also came out, and the two searched everywhere, and finally found Uncle Aza.

"Is there a ladder? It's a ladder that people can stand on, and a tall table is also fine!"

Aza quickly pulled out a few villagers from the singing arena, found a table and a ladder from home, and carried them to the singing arena to the photographer.

Chen Ying hurriedly instructed them to place them, and several villagers moved around in a hurry, and Chen Ying yelled angrily.

But no one cares, this is a song field, and you can't hear it without shouting.

Seeing that Director Chen was about to vomit blood in a hurry, He Huan had to understand a little bit of what he meant after all. In the past few days, he also watched Teacher Chen set up the plane seat, and yelled for him, and finally pulled the villagers to set up the plane seat.

The photographers carried their cameras and stood on ladders and tables under Chen Ying's command.

Qin Huai also went with the villagers to find a few headlights, wired them up, plugged them in, and lit them brightly.

Finally got the logistics of the camera crew done!
He Huan looked down, and there were bonfires and rivers of lights in the mountains, and bottomless darkness below the mountains!

Although the tea garden is a sloping land, it would be a disaster to roll down!

He Huan quickly asked the villagers to find a long rope and set up a cordon to prevent the singers from squeezing into the plane.He also asked a few strong men to surround the ladder, watching to prevent people from crowding over and protecting the photographer.

The teacher came to arrange for the villagers to protect the cameras and photographers, and also brought water and chairs so that they could take a rest when they were tired from standing.

After all, standing on a ladder is different from flat ground!
He Huan got into the crowd again and found Uncle Azha, "The singing field can't stand anymore! Let the newcomers come to the tea garden! Don't run around! Don't fall down the mountain! Arrange the villagers to guide them down, and they still have to stand by the roadside People maintain order!"

Uncle Aza was both happy and worried, "There have never been so many people in our village!"

Fortunately, there was Xiaobailong, who was not chaotic in the face of danger. According to his words, he quickly arranged for the villagers to guide people from other villages into the tea garden. There is a road in the tea garden, and many people can stand in a circle.There were also villagers standing by the side of the road to maintain order.

The chaotic crowd gradually became orderly, but some people still wanted to see the elves up close, and they were still squeezing in.

The photography crew can be blocked, but the singing field cannot be blocked. The Yi villages do not block people like this!What's more, everyone is here to play songs!

He Huan hurriedly squeezed in again, surrounded by people, who didn't recognize him anymore, but they all knew him, and when they saw him squeeze in, they all gave way to him.

Sweating profusely and squeezed into the arena, Ah Bajin happily said: "Little Bailong, are you going to sing?"

He Huan opened his mouth, only to realize that he had been talking in a hoarse voice all the time, took the microphone, and said in everyone's expectant eyes: "Fathers and folks in Nanjian! Gathering in Shanhua Village tonight, you are welcome to play songs! Thank you Come join us!
There is more than one singing field, this tea garden is also a singing field!This mountain is a singing field!Please play songs under the premise of ensuring safety!okay? "

"Okay!" Manshan responded like a wave, and the tea garden under the mountain waved a mobile phone flashlight!

Little Bailongtuan couldn't help crying, this is really a mountain modernist!

The fathers and villagers also burst into tears, Xiao Bailong really broke his heart for them!Hearing that his original Susu voice was splitting!

Chen Ying stood on the ladder, smiling, Xiao Bailong could call Director He!Leadership and organizational skills are too strong!
Liang Ange smiled and handed him a candy, put down the guitar, picked up the microphone, walked to the sidelines, looked at the lights and figures at the foot of the mountain, "Fathers of Nanjian, hello!"

"Elves! Elves!" The whole mountain cheered and jumped, and the light of mobile phones merged into a winding galaxy.This is the galaxy of people who like her!

Chen Ying was protected, she turned the camera down with peace of mind, and filmed the grand scene of the concert in the mountain village!

He Huan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, as expected, when the elves opened their mouths, they attracted singers from all over the world!
Liang Ange said loudly: "As Xiao Bailong said, we can only be happy on the premise of ensuring safety! We only play songs when everyone is safe! Can it be done?"

"Yes!" Man Shan looked up at her.

"Okay! Let's play songs!"

"it is good!"

The music elf started singing: "There are so many stars in the sky, my sister just wants to pick one from you..."

The mountains are dancing wildly.

This is the scene of a mountain village stars concert!

Seeing everyone dancing and reveling, but orderly, He Huan felt at ease. I don't know what kind of sugar, it's cool and moist, and my throat is much more comfortable.

He Huan moistened his throat and was happy again. Look at Qin Kong, will he shave off Ah Bajin's pigtails?
This is the first song!
After Liang An sang, he turned around, looked at Xiao Bailong with a smile, and stretched out his hand to greet him.

I go!Giving him throat lozenges is for antiphonal singing?
What are you afraid of?After all, it's rare to find Teacher Qin to shave his head!
He took the microphone from the smiling A Bajin: "There are so many Soma flowers in Yishan, I just want to pick one of you..."

"My brother's shoulders are like a mountain, I really want to close my eyes and lean on it..." The elf looked over the little white dragon, passed through thousands of people, landed on Qin Kong, and smiled slightly.

Qin Kong also smiled, and He Huan also smiled, well, he is just an accompaniment singer, singing seriously.

How about singing alone?When it was time to sing in the chorus, He Huan said loudly: "Sing together, brothers and sisters!

The sun in Yishan never sets, and the moon in Yishan sings..."

All the people said in unison: "The sun in Yishan never sets, and the moon in Yishan sings..."

All mountains sing together.

"The moon in Yishan can sing, do you miss me when the moon comes out?"

He Huan didn't know who to look at, he could only look at the moon, a thousand miles away, I wish you a long time!

The moon on the Qiantang River must be bright too!

Late at night, the moon hangs high in the sky, Wuliang Mountain, this Dage Mountain, is covered with silver gauze, like a pure and shy bride in the middle of the night!
Suddenly, Ah Bajin hugged Xiao Bailong, Zi Yisha hugged the elf, and two goats were brought in. Noodles, brown sugar, green tea, rice wine, and four-color gifts were placed in front of them on two trays.

He Huan said: "Uncle Aza, didn't you see it? You don't need to keep these two singers from Chuncheng, we will play until the sun rises!"

The mountain was full of laughter.

(End of this chapter)