Entertaining Children

"Although you don't want to hear it, the audience still said it." Du Cheng winked his eyes and said with a smile, "Unlike you, the people on stage really want to hear it." At the end, "I want to hear it" In terms of two words, Du Cheng deliberately emphasized his tone, not only saying that they wanted to hear what the audience said to Xiao Yao, but also that they also wanted to hear Xiao Yao sing live.

"But I didn't prepare a soundtrack." Xiao Yao continued to spread his hands.

"A cappella!" an audience shouted from the audience.

"I think some people in the audience must have watched the video of you singing a cappella when you applied for the rankings in the opera examination." Wan Minjia said.

"If you really don't want to sing, then you can give us another poem," Du Cheng suggested, "just like you did in the "Poetry Conference"."

Xiao Yao is not the first to be asked to show off his talents in the show. In the previous shows, if he met some contestants with special talents, there would be a link for them to show off. It was not specially added for Xiao Yao. process. When encountering Xiao Yao, a contestant who obviously has talent to show off, the program team naturally didn't want to let it go easily. Singing is not good, but other things are fine, just like the poem that Xiao Yao read at the "Poetry Conference" before, its excitement is definitely no less than singing.

It is appropriate to recite poems on the "Poetry Conference", but it is not necessary to recite poems in this program. Xiao Yao is currently the most well-known identity as a singer, and the audience is also asking for singing, so Xiao Yao, who knows that the show will have a contestant's talent segment, decided to sing.

"Then I'd better sing." Xiao Yao said.

"Okay." Du Cheng said with a smile, "but it doesn't have to be a cappella. Although we are not a music program, we still have a few simple musical instruments in our program group. We have prepared electronic pianos and guitars for you. Don't want to play and sing by yourself?"

"It seems that you have already prepared," Xiao Yao said with a smile, "Then let's play the guitar."

"No problem." Du Cheng waved his hand happily, and the staff at the side immediately delivered an acoustic guitar. Du Cheng took the guitar from the staff and handed it to Xiao Yao himself, and asked again, "Do you need to help you move the chair up?"

"No, you can just stand up." Xiao Yao looked at the strap on the guitar, put the guitar on his back, and said with a smile, "I heard from my fans that I look the most handsome singing with a guitar on my back." .”

"Yes~" the audience also shouted.

At this moment, Wan Minjia took over two handheld microphones from the staff, and walked over and said, "Because we can't connect the guitar with the speaker on site, and considering that you are a professional singer, the effect of using a microphone Much better than a headset,

So temporarily use these two microphones to amplify the sound, and the two of us will hold it for you as your microphone stand. "Speaking, she handed a microphone to Du Cheng, and the two stood beside Xiao Yao, one left and one right.

"Thank you." Xiao Yao bowed slightly and said with a smile, "I'm flattered to ask Brother Cheng and Mrs. Cheng to make me a human microphone stand." Most of the contestants in this show are selected from ordinary audiences. The hosting style of people in this show is also very civilian, so most of the contestants kindly call them Chengge Chengsao.

"It's nothing, our program group has never had a professional singer like you, and we don't have a special microphone stand." Du Cheng waved his hand.

"What song are you singing for everyone?" Wan Minjia asked with a smile, "Is it still the old rules?"

"Old rules?" Xiao Yao was slightly puzzled.

"There are rumors in the world that every time Xiao Yao performs and sings in public, it is an original new song." Du Cheng explained, "So are you singing an original new song for us today?"

"Yes." Xiao Yao smiled and nodded. After being reminded by Du Cheng, Xiao Yao also remembered his own rule, which was naturally not difficult for him at all, and he had no intention of breaking his special habit.

"What are you singing?" Xiao Yao looked at the audience at the scene, then looked around at the other contestants on stage and said, "Today is the No. Already or about to enter my college years. I suddenly thought of a difference between the student life in middle school and college, that is, middle school students attend classes in fixed classrooms, with their own classmates at the same table. , we don’t have so-called classmates at the same table. Then I will sing "You at the same table" for everyone, and use this campus ballad to commemorate our middle school time."

"Sure enough, it's another new song." Du Cheng nodded with a smile, "And it's also very appropriate to sing campus folk songs for today's No. 1 Scholar. Next, I will invite Xiao Yao to bring you a song "You at the Same Table"!" "

Xiao Yao plucked the strings of the guitar one by one to test the sound amidst the warm applause again at the scene, and found that the acoustic guitar on his body had been tuned, so he put the guitar in a comfortable position and exhaled softly. Tone, ready to begin.

Seeing Xiao Yao's tuning action, the audience quickly fell silent, waiting for Xiao Yao's performance.

After the scene became quiet, Xiao Yao began to pluck the strings on the guitar, and a melodious melody sounded. Because it is a pure guitar sound without adding violin and other instruments to the soundtrack, this melody is a little less melancholy and more refreshing.

"Will you remember tomorrow, the diary you wrote yesterday, will you still remember tomorrow, you who used to cry the most~

The teachers can't remember you, you who can't guess the problem, I only remembered you at the same table by chance when I flipped through the photos."

After the prelude, Xiao Yao's slightly low and melancholy singing voice rang out. Although it was a simple melody and simple lyrics, as soon as these few lines of singing came out, everyone seemed to unconsciously start to recall the song they had in middle school. "You at the same table".

"Who married the sentimental you, who read your diary, who tied up your long hair, who made your wedding dress?"

When the song came to the chorus part, the audience in the audience and other contestants on the stage began to clap their hands gently with Xiao Yao's singing, and beat him.

"You used to be very careful, asking me to borrow half of an eraser, and you also mentioned inadvertently that you like being with me.

At that time, the sky was always blue, the days always passed too slowly, you always said that graduation was nowhere in sight, and you went your separate ways in a blink of an eye.”

The second verse has more and more detailed descriptions of scenes, and most of these are scenes that you have experienced in middle school. In Xiao Yao's lyrical and soft singing, people listening to Xiao Yao's singer live I also seem to feel that more memories are floating in my mind: the 38th line in the middle of the desk that was finally determined after countless debates, small notes filled with conversations, and the hand that deliberately blocked the test paper during the test... . Slowly, everyone became more and more fascinated.

"Who meets you who is sentimental, who comforts you who loves to cry, who reads the letter I wrote to you, and who throws it into the wind?"

In the last sentence of the second chorus, Xiao Yao's mood changed slightly when he sang, and the volume also increased a little. Immediately afterwards, a relatively fast fingerstyle melody appeared in the interlude of this section, which made the audience feel a little amazed at Xiao Yao's guitar playing skills, and at the same time, the nostalgia for the middle school days became more and more irresistible.

"La... la... la... la... la..." At the end of the song, there are no lyrics in Xiao Yao's singing, but just a series of simple "la" words to end the whole song. The end. The audience at the scene shook their heads and clapped their hands listening to Xiao Yao's last singing without lyrics, and they were completely moved by his song.

"Thank you!" Gently plucked the strings for the last time, and the whole song ended. Xiao Yao bowed slightly to the audience and other contestants who clapped their hands on the stage.

"Okay!" The clapping at the scene turned into warm applause, accompanied by applause from some audience members, while some audience members quietly wiped the corners of their eyes.

"That's great!" Wan Minjia sighed a little excitedly, "He plays the piano well and sings well. Of course, I think the best thing about Xiao Yao is that this song is really well written. I don't know what happened on stage. How do college students or contestants who are about to become college students feel, anyway, when I am in my thirties, listening to this song by Xiao Yao, I was immediately brought back to the warm and sweet memories of my school days."

"I remember my high school teacher once told us," Du Cheng also said, "Don't look at you who are tired and working hard now, but when you really grow up, you will find that what you miss most is high school life. At that time I still don’t think so, but now that I think about it, I realize it’s true. After listening to Xiao Yao’s song, my nostalgia is even stronger.”

"I don't know if Brother Cheng thinks of her tablemate in high school, did he also ask in his heart who put up her long hair and who made her wedding dress?" Xiao Yao asked Du Chengdao with a smile on purpose.

When Xiao Yao asked, Wan Minjia stared at Du Cheng curiously.

"Uh..." Du Cheng was taken aback by Xiao Yao's question, saw the look in his wife's eyes, and quickly replied, "No, my tablemates in middle school were all boys, and I didn't have long hair to tie up."

"Huh~" The audience immediately booed in contempt.

"I don't believe it!" Wan Minjia also said with a smile.

"Really!" Du Cheng emphasized, as if swearing, "At that time, the teachers strictly guarded against puppy love. In our class, boys and boys were at the same table, and girls were at the same table as girls."

"Okay, I believe you." Wan Minjia let go of her husband, turned to look at Xiao Yao and said, "Is your high school deskmate male or female?"

"Oh~" The audience uttered gossip.

"It's a boy." Xiao Yao said generously, "Our class arranges seats once a year, and we take turns to choose seats according to the order of the final exam results of the previous semester from top to bottom. The second choice of the second, the last one has no choice. My grades have always been very high, and I went to the classroom to choose a seat very early. Most of them were chosen by others to be my deskmate. I basically never picked my deskmate. .Although boys and girls in middle school have just started their love affairs, most of them are relatively shy, so most of our class are also of the same sex at the same table.”

"I think Min Jia, you are asking the wrong question." Du Cheng began to fight back, "Xiao Yao's song is obviously about remembering his former deskmate, so you should not ask him about his high school deskmate, but him Junior high school deskmate. Xiao Yao, is your junior high desk deskmate male or female?"

"At the beginning, I was a boy for more than a month, but later changed to a girl." Xiao Yao replied.

"Could it be that you wrote this song about your junior high school girl?" Wan Minjia gossiped, "I really want to know who she is."

"Uh, not really." Xiao Yao began to sweat in his heart, he dug a hole for himself.

"This song is actually not written by me." Xiao Yao started to make up a story to turn around, "I wrote this after hearing a story about a classmate in my class who had a crush on the girl at the same table. Even though we have graduated now, out of For the purpose of respecting the privacy of my classmates, I can't say his name. You don't have to be in love to write a sweet love song, and you don't have to be in love to write a love song. It sounds, it seems , or even read in a book, with feelings and inspiration, you can also write songs.”

"Okay then, let's be sensible and stop asking any more questions." Wan Minjia said with a smile.

"Thanks again to Xiao Yao for bringing us this song that moved us and reminded us of our youthful years in school." Du Cheng took the guitar that Xiao Yao took off, handed it back to the staff on the side of the stage, and turned Returning to the normal flow of the show, "Next, we will invite the challengers of this episode."