Chapter 830 The Tea Picking Girl

"Hey~" Wang Yuan smiled, turned his head and said to Xiao Yao, "Xiao Yao, come here! Don't talk about those two little girls, let's give these local fellows, sisters, aunts and aunts some face! "

"Okay!" Xiao Yao nodded, turned around and asked the guide Shache Road next to him, "Brother Shache, do you Jinuo people have any songs about tea-picking girls? Can you teach me?"

"The song of the Jino tribe? Are you really singing for these local tea pickers?" Wang Yuan said with a smile, "You can really do it!"

"Okay, okay! Wait a moment, I'll sing for you right away, let him brew it first, and think about what to sing!" Wang Yuan shouted to the tea picking girls below.

Wang Yuan knew Xiao Yao's learning ability, so it shouldn't be difficult to learn a Jino song temporarily.

After hearing Wang Yuan's words, the tea pickers below stopped clapping and clapping their hands, and became quiet.

"It seems that the song of the tea-picking girl really hasn't been sung!" The guide Shache thought about it, smiled and shook his head.

"It's okay, then can you teach me a few more words of Jino language?" Xiao Yao continued to ask.

"No problem!" The guide Sha Che smiled, "What do you want to learn?"

Xiao Yao said a few words, and Shache translated them into the language of the Jinuo tribe for him sentence by sentence. Xiao Yao listened, and didn't repeat that he asked Sha Che to check and correct his pronunciation. He just lowered his head and thought for a while, then raised his head and shouted to the following: "Okay, everyone has worked hard, and I will sing a few lines for you to cheer up !"

"Okay!" The tea-pickers below laughed and clapped again.

Xiao Yao took a deep breath, and sang loudly to the audience below: "Laboznow Mikao..."

Although Xiao Yao was in a relatively open hillside, Xiao Yao was still some distance away from the tea-pickers, but Xiao Yao was standing above them, and with enough breath, the singing still clearly spread to those tea-pickers. in the woman's ear.

"Oh~" Upon hearing Xiao Yao's singing, the local tea picking girls below laughed and applauded. In addition to being nice to listen to, it was also because Xiao Yao sang in the language of their Jino tribe.

When Lu Mingshuang and Vanda heard Xiao Yao's voice, they were excited at first, but after hearing what Xiao Yao sang, they were confused because they didn't understand a word.

Xiao Yao didn't sing for a long time, but stopped after singing four or five lines, and it didn't sound like a complete song. But even if it's not a complete song,

Everyone was also very surprised. After Xiao Yao's singing fell, everyone smiled and gave Xiao Yao a round of warm applause.

"Auntie, may I ask what he sang just now? Is it the language of your Jino people?" While applauding, Lu Mingshuang asked a local tea picking woman beside her.

"Yes," the tea-picking woman nodded with a smile, "I didn't expect you guys to speak the language of our Jinuo tribe. What he sang just now meant..."

"Then is the song he sang a song of your Jinuo tribe?" Lu Mingshuang continued to ask.

"That's not true." The tea-picking woman smiled, "The tune he sang is the tune of a song called "Thoughts in the Late Night" by our Jino people, and he changed the lyrics!"

On the hillside above the tea forest, Wang Yuan had been standing beside Xiao Yao and the guide Shache, knowing that the lyrics Xiao Yao sang were in Keno language he had just learned, and he knew what they meant. He was more concerned about this song melody.

"Xiao Yao, did you write the melody of the few lines you sang just now?" Wang Yuan asked Xiao Yao.

"No!" Xiao Yao smiled and shook his head.

"This is the melody of a traditional song of our Jino people," the guide Sha Che explained to Xiao Yao, "I sang it to him in the car on the way here just now, but he remembered it unexpectedly, and changed it temporarily. the lyrics."

"A song that was put together impromptu," Wang Yuan said to Xiao Yao with a smile, "It shows your good memory and musical quality, but doesn't it show your creative talent?"

"Creative talent? You don't want me to write a song here, do you?" Xiao Yao said with a smile, "I guess no one would believe it!"

"You don't need to write it now, you can write it before, as long as it's something we haven't heard before!" Wang Yuan said with a smile, "Didn't you sing a new song on the show when you went to Lao Ke's "Longing for Life" the year before last?" ? Come to me, at least you have to show your hand!"

"Senior, it sounds good, but we can't understand it, can you sing something we can understand?" At this time, Lu Mingshuang and Vanda shouted to the top again.

"Look, the two little girls are also making demands." Wang Yuan laughed.

"Okay!" Xiao Yao thought for a while, then nodded.

"Listen, I'll sing "Tea Mountain Love Song" for you!" Xiao Yao shouted to the people below.

"Wow~" There was another round of applause and cheers below.

"My sister from Chashan looks so pretty~ ah...yeah...yeah...yeah...pretty~

Ten fingertips are busy picking tea~ah yeah...yeah...yeah...yeah...busy picking tea~

Attracts the butterflies to fly~ ah, attracts the bees to sing~

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Attracted the Chai Chai Lang on the opposite slope~ ah Chai Chai Lang!"

"I'll go!" Listening to the song sung by Xiao Yao, Wang Yuan and the guide Sha Che looked at each other in shock.

"Ah~" Lu Mingshuang and Vanda in the tea forest also looked at each other, their faces also full of disbelief.

However, the local people picking tea below were very happy and listened with gusto.

"The elder brother who chops wood has a bright voice~ ah yeah...yeah...yeah...he has a bright voice~

Two people singing a love song~ah yeah...yeah...yeah...two people singing~

Sing so that the butterflies fly together~ah, sing so that the camellias are fragrant~

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

A pair of golden phoenixes flew out of the tea forest~ Oh, golden phoenixes! "

What Xiao Yao sang was "The Love Song of Tea Mountain" by Yang Yuying in her previous life. In the absence of accompaniment, Xiao Yao didn't sing exactly according to the original version of his previous life, but made a lot of simplifications. He only sang a section of Tea Picking Girl and Chaichai Lang, and then stopped.

But even this simplified version sounded incredible to everyone present. After Xiao Yao's singing fell, everyone gave a burst of very intense applause and cheers.

"Thank you!" Xiao Yao smiled and bowed repeatedly.

"You wrote this song?" Wang Yuan asked Xiao Yao.

"En!" Xiao Yao nodded. For the songs in the previous life, Xiao Yao certainly counted them on his own head.

"But I feel like it sounds like the song style of the late 1980s and early 1990s," Wang Yuan said, "You weren't even born then!"

"I wasn't born, but after I was born, I can also go back and listen to old songs from before, and learn to write songs from that era!" Xiao Yao laughed.

"You really can write all kinds of songs!" Wang Yuan shook his head speechlessly.

"Also, I don't think this song is suitable for you. You should let a girl with a clearer voice sing it." Wang Yuan said again.

Wang Yuan has been a host for more than 20 years. Although he is not a professional musician, his attainments and accomplishments in music are also very good.

"Yeah," Xiao Yao said with a smile, "we listen to old songs from decades ago, mostly for nostalgia and feelings. This song is a style of the last century, as a new song, put it in the present I don’t think there is much market, so I didn’t plan to sing it to others. I wrote this song for fun when I had nothing to do. I didn’t intend to publish it at all. If it weren’t for today’s occasion, I might have suppressed it for the rest of my life. The bottom of the box!"

"You~" Wang Yuan was completely speechless to Xiao Yao.

"Xiao Yao, you are amazing!" The guide Shache next to him gave Xiao Yao a thumbs up sincerely.

"Thank you!" Xiao Yao smiled.

"Senior, play another song!" Lu Mingshuang in the tea forest shouted to Xiao Yao again.

"Come again?" Xiao Yao said loudly with a smile.

"Here's a song that doesn't feel so old!" Vanda also called out.

"Okay, then I will sing "The Tea Picking Girl" for you!" Xiao Yao said.

"You really still have it?" Wang Yuan looked at Xiao Yao in surprise and said, ""The Tea Picking Girl" is about them again?"

"No way, looking at this scene, I am full of inspiration!" Xiao Yao laughed.

"Overwhelmed with inspiration? Writing it now?" Wang Yuan was even more surprised.

"No, it was also written before!" Xiao Yao laughed, "It happens to be about a tea-picking girl, and the sense of age is not as strong as the one just now. The current audience should be better."

"Come here! Listen to me!" Wang Yuan waved his hand as a gesture of invitation.

"Sing one more song for you guys!" Wang Yuan shouted to the following with a smile.

"Oh~" There was another burst of applause and cheers below.

Xiao Yao took a deep breath and sang again:

"The clouds in the sky turn over the hillside, and the shadows in the water don't stay. If you ask him what he is traveling for, listen to a song on the other side of the mountain~"

Although Xiao Yao sings a cappella, the melody can still be heard.

In the lyrics of the first paragraph, there is no content directly related to the tea-picking girl, but the scene described in the lyrics is very "original", and it also sounds like a "folk song", but it sounds from the melody , but there is no "local" atmosphere, but it has an alternative and niche feeling.

"It's amazing!" This song was followed by a song of different styles in different eras. While everyone listened with gusto, they couldn't help admiring Xiao Yao's talent.

"There are several slopes in front of my daughter's house. Others walk more. If you ask me why I am sad? Take him away with my singing~"

Xiao Yao sang "Tea Picking Girl" by a rock band "Sweet Child" in his previous life. At the beginning, most of the band members were from the China Academy of Art in Hangzhou in the previous life. It was a rather British temperament, a bit of an alternative niche, but a very distinctive rock band. In his previous life, Xiao Yao liked this band very much, and this song was one of Xiao Yao's favorite works of this band. Now when it comes to picking tea, Xiao Yao naturally thought of this song.

However, even though Xiao Yao liked this song very much, he did not intend to change the lyrics and arrangement of the original version, but in the current situation of singing a cappella, Xiao Yao also had to make some changes. There is no harmony or accompaniment here, and the humming of the lead singer with harmony accompaniment sounds a little silly, so Xiao Yao naturally omitted them all.

"The girl who picks tea is beautiful, makes the clouds drunk, forgets to go home, the sun goes down, and the moon is coming~

Dear person, why haven’t you come back yet, is it too dark at night and the road is too far~

Yun'er, hurry up, don't stay here, let the moon illuminate his way home and disperse the darkness~"

The structure of this song is also quite special, there is no obvious difference between the verse and the chorus. After three paragraphs separated by humming, the song ends. The duration of the whole song is not long, and after Xiao Yao omitted the humming, the duration will naturally be even shorter. Everyone felt that they hadn't enjoyed listening to it yet, so Xiao Yao's song ended.

"Is this the end?" Some people said in their hearts.

But this is a cappella for impromptu fun, not a performance or concert. Xiao Yao has sung so much, and everyone feels very satisfied. When Xiao Yao stopped singing, most people gave Xiao Yao warm cheers and applause.

"It sounds good!" Lu Mingshuang raised his arm, gave Xiao Yao a thumbs up, and shouted loudly, "Senior, let's play another song!"

"Are you still here? Are you here to listen to the music or to work?" This time, before Xiao Yao could answer, Wang Yuan shouted loudly, "If this continues, the two of you may not be able to pick the tea leaves until the sun goes down." It's over!"

"Haha~" Hearing Wang Yuan's dissatisfied voice, the two girls smiled embarrassedly, but the locals beside them laughed without any scruples.

"It's so lively!" A voice floated from the side of Wang Yuan, Xiao Yao and others.

Wang Yuan and the others turned their heads and found that it was Jiang Bing and Yan Junlin who came up from the path up the mountain. Both of them had bags in their hands, and they seemed to have returned from shopping for other ingredients.

"You are back! You have worked hard!" Xiao Yao smiled and stepped forward to take the things in Jiang Xing's hand.

"Thank you!" Jiang Xing gave the bag in his hand to Xiao Yao, followed Xiao Yao to Wang Yuan's side and asked, "What are you doing? You are so happy! I heard your laughter from far away! "

When the two came back from purchasing ingredients, they heard from the staff that Wang Yuan, Xiao Yao and others were here to watch the two little girls picking tea, so instead of going back to the camp, they were taken directly to the tea forest by the staff .

"Just heard laughter? Didn't you hear Xiao Yao's singing?" Wang Yuan laughed, "The two girls are picking tea here, let Xiao Yao sing to cheer them up!"

"Picking tea and playing with music? Such a good treatment!" Jiang Xing laughed, "Just now I seemed to hear some singing faintly, but I couldn't hear it clearly. What song is Xiao Yao singing?"

"A song in Jino language and traditional songs of the Jino people, and two new songs in Mandarin, both singing about the tea-picking girl," Wang Yuan said.

"Kenuo language and two new songs?" Jiang Ting was taken aback by surprise, and then smiled, "As expected of a talented musician!"

"Where is there!" Xiao Yao smiled modestly and waved his hands, "I used to write songs for fun."

"Sister Xing, do you want to come pick tea with us?" Lu Mingshuang saw Jiang Xing, smiled and waved.

"Okay! You teach me how to pick it!" Jiang An replied loudly, and ran into the tea forest.

"Well, Brother Yuan, I'm going back first!" Xiao Yao said to Wang Yuan.

"Why are you in a hurry to go back? Let's go together after they finish picking. Picking tea is the job of the girls, and I won't let you go down to pick tea!" Wang Yuan laughed.

"Sister Xi bought the ingredients, I'll go back and deal with them first!" Xiao Yao raised the bag in his hand.

"Cooking is Sister Xing's job. How to handle the ingredients is up to her. Let's cook together when she goes back!" Wang Yuan said.

"Oh, then I'll carry it back and put it away, and light the fire first!" Xiao Yao said.

"Why are you running?" Wang Yuan asked with a smile.

"Sister Xing has gone down, Xiaoliu'er and Xiao V will probably push Sister Xing to ask me to sing again." Xiao Yao smiled wryly, "Brother Yuan, I have sung three songs just now, and I really don't have the bottom line. Tea song!"

"By the way, isn't there still Junlin here?" Xiao Yao caught a glimpse of Yan Junlin standing aside, and pulled him to Wang Yuan's side, "Junlin can also sing, and they will shout to sing later, Let Jun Lin sing, I'll dodge first!" After speaking, Xiao Yao turned and walked towards the campsite.

"No! Brother Yuan, I'll send the ingredients back first!" Yan Junlin was taken aback, and hurriedly explained to Wang Yuan, then quickly turned around and chased Xiao Yao with the bag in his hand, "Xiao Yao wait for me, I'll help you light the fire go!"

Yan Junlin came back with Jiang Bing, and he stood aside and understood what Xiao Yao said about singing. It's not that he doesn't want to be in the limelight to win the camera, but if he wants to stand here and sing for the tea pickers below to hear clearly, he basically has to shout at the top of his voice, don't say Jino language or new tea picking songs, he is here Under such circumstances, it was difficult to even sing a tuneful song, so naturally he hurriedly followed Xiao Yao to escape.