Entertaining Children

Just as Ma Peng was still deeply impressed by the other party, Fang still had the same deep impression on the tall boy who blocked himself in the classroom and then let him into the police station, so after a short shock, Fang still recognized Ma Peng, Although she can't remember his name. But she won't forget the other name. Since this tall boy appeared here to question himself, then...

Fang still looked behind Ma Peng, and sure enough, he saw Xiao Yao looking at him. Even though he was wearing black-rimmed glasses and a baseball cap, Fang still recognized Xiao Yao at a glance.

Seeing that Fang was still looking at him, Xiao Yao felt that Ma Peng could not be alone in this matter, so he also stood up and walked over. When he got up, Sun Tingting and Chen Mingfei naturally followed.

When Fang still saw Xiao Yao approaching, a flash of excitement flashed in his eyes at first, but then his expression dimmed.

"I didn't follow you, I'm working here." Fang still whispered a little depressed.

"Working here? Who knows if your uniform is real or fake? Last time you said it was a student from our No. 2 Middle School? Oh, no, you dressed like a student from our No. 2 Middle School, and then said it was him Your assistant is here." Ma Peng said with a sneer. Since it was a public place, he did not mention Xiao Yao's name.

"It's really her?" Chen Mingfei who approached was the first to ask.

"Yes." Ma Peng nodded.

Hearing Ma Peng's confirmation, Chen Mingfei looked at Fang Yiran with a bit of unkindness.

"I'm really working here, not following you." Fang Yiran emphasized again, but the volume was still not loud.

"Yiran, what's the matter?" Seeing several customers walk up to Fang Yiran with unkind expressions and talking, a female shop assistant also in uniform came over with concern.

Xiao Yao glanced at the female shop assistant, then at Fang Yiran, and said to Ma Peng, "Forget it, let's go."

"Do you really believe it?" Ma Peng looked at Xiao Yao in surprise and said, "Maybe it's her accomplice."

"Hey, what kind of accomplice? It sounds so ugly, is there anyone who speaks like that?" The female shop assistant was quite aggressive, and when she heard Ma Peng's word "accomplice", she immediately became unhappy.

"I..." Ma Peng was about to reply, but was interrupted by Xiao Yao.

"Ma Peng!" Xiao Yao stopped Ma Peng, and said to the female shop assistant, "Sorry, we got the wrong person."

After thinking about it, Xiao Yao said to the other party still: "The last meeting was not very pleasant, he was almost caught by you, so he treated you this way, I think you should be able to understand. I hope I won't see you again in the future. "

Seeing that Ma Peng still didn't want to let it go, Sun Tingting also said: "Ma Peng, forget it, it's not good for you to make a scene in this kind of place, and it's not good for him to attract crowds. Besides, he really didn't do anything, let's go Bar."

The effect of the beauty's opening is different. As soon as Sun Tingting opened her mouth, Ma Peng immediately died down.

The saleswoman was a little confused. Since he admitted to the wrong person, why was it that the last meeting was not pleasant? Is it a mistake or not? She wanted to ask a few people for clarification, but found that all four of them had turned around and walked out of the store.

"What's going on?" The female clerk wanted to catch up and ask again, but the store manager who heard the noise had already come out from the inside. Ask the two people.

Fang still didn't speak, so the saleswoman had to tell the manager what happened. By the time she finished speaking, the figures of the four had already disappeared.

After leaving the coffee shop, a few people lost interest in continuing to play. Anyway, the goal of getting to know each other has been achieved, so everyone made an appointment to go to Hangzhou and separated.

On June 28th, which was the recording time of the last blind selection of "The Voice of China", the four of them appeared on time in the Zhedong Satellite TV studio where the program was recorded.

Xiao Yao was the last one to appear among the new students, and there were four new students ahead of him. After waiting for more than an hour, these four students all came to the stage to perform, one got three ranks, one got two ranks,

The other two were not favored by any mentors. On average, the overall performance of the few new students who have played so far tonight is not good.

"Please return the instructor's seat, and please invite the next student to come on stage." With the narration sounded at the scene, the chairs of the four instructors turned back and turned their backs to the stage. The audience at the scene looked in the direction of the passageway where the students came out.

But before the next student appeared at the entrance of the channel, several staff members who went up to the stage to make arrangements drew the attention of the audience back to the stage.

After several staff came to the stage, a chair and a standing microphone with a height of more than one meter were placed in the center of the stage. These are not surprising. It is not that there are no students on this stage who play and sing with their guitars on their backs. Although most of them sing while standing and playing while sitting on chairs, it is understandable for everyone to sing while sitting. . And to the audience's curiosity, the crew attached two microphones to a single microphone pole. In addition to the common position at the top position, another microphone is fixed at a height of only about 20 centimeters from the ground of the stage, and the audience is somewhat confused. The microphone on the ground is What are you doing?

While the audience was discussing the role of the microphone that was very close to the stage floor, a figure appeared at the passageway behind the stage, and the audience immediately turned their attention to it. Because the lights on the stage during the performance were relatively dim, the audience hadn't seen the faces of the students clearly, but when they looked at the things he was carrying, the audience had already let out a cry of surprise.

The figure coming out of the passageway behind the stage was dressed in a white shirt, blue jeans and white sneakers. This outfit is very folk, and it is easy to remind people of the school days with fluttering white clothes. But this attire was not the reason for the audience's exclamation. The reason for their exclamation was that there were too many things on this student.

The student who came out of the tunnel was carrying a guitar on his back, a tambourine in his left hand, and a harmonica stand with a harmonica stuck on it in his right hand. Is this the rhythm for one person to play three instruments? The audience had never seen such a scene before, so seeing this student appearing with three musical instruments, even before seeing his face clearly, the audience couldn't wait to applaud and scream.

"Every time like this is the most painful time for our tutors!" Hearing the audience's applause and screams, one of the four tutors, Yu Qing, who is from Baodao and is known as the "music urchin", said with a wry smile. , "Because we can't see anything, we have no idea why they are screaming."

As a result, as soon as Yu Qing finished speaking, the screams of the audience suddenly doubled, because the student who walked to the center of the stage had already been seen clearly by the audience under the light. The student who came out was Xiao Yao, the "Xiao Chengying" who became popular all over the country two years ago. However, the audience of this show still obeyed the rules of the show, and screamed, but no one shouted Xiao Yao's name. This also made the four instructors on the stage even more itchy.

After Xiao Yao walked to the center of the stage, he sat down on the chair prepared in advance, placed the semi-circular tambourine in his left hand on the ground between his legs and stood up, then put his right hand The harmonica stand he was carrying was hung around his neck, and finally he put the guitar on his back on his lap. This time, the audience also saw the role of the two microphones on the stage, because they corresponded to the tambourine on the ground and the height of Xiao Yao's mouth. As for the guitar, eagle-eyed viewers also spotted a small wireless microphone plugged into a jack on the rear of the guitar.

"Wow~" The audience who understood clearly applauded again, which also made the four instructors on stage even more curious.

"He's so good at playing?" Chen Nan, the host who accompanied Xiao Yao's relatives and friends in the backstage room, also asked in surprise. He had never seen Xiao Yao's rehearsal.

"He's very good." Sun Tingting, who was standing beside Chen Nan, said proudly, "He just lost a few hands, otherwise it wouldn't be a problem to get you a band on the spot."

After the audience's applause gradually subsided, Xiao Yao plucked the guitar strings with his right hand, and a fresh guitar fingerstyle melody sounded. Just this prelude has already made many audiences close their eyes.

"That piece of laughter reminds me of my flowers, which bloom quietly for me in every corner of my life..." After the prelude ended, Xiao Yao's warm and fresh voice sounded.

The single-guitar soundtrack is able to show the characteristics of the singer's voice, so after Xiao Yao sang the first two lines, Shen Na, the only female tutor among the four tutors, pressed the button in front of her. The chair she was sitting in turned around, and a passage of white light lit up between the bottom of her chair and the stage.

"Switch in seconds!" Chen Mingfei, who was watching in the room of the group of relatives and friends in the background, yelled. He high-fived Ma Peng excitedly, and then turned to Sun Tingting hesitantly. Sun Tingting smiled generously and reached out to hit Chen Mingfei's raised palm.

Shen Na, who turned the chair, saw Xiao Yao with a strange shape on the stage at a glance, her eyes widened and her mouth opened wide, and then Shen Na, who realized that she had lost her composure, covered her mouth with both hands.

Xiao Yao in the center of the stage did not look in the direction of the four instructors, but was immersed in the atmosphere of his own music.

"La... la... la... miss her..." As the chorus part sounded, Xiao Yao's feet also moved. The left foot supports the tambourine on the ground, and the toe of the right foot beats rhythmically on the drum surface of the tambourine. The whole song also joins the rhythm drum of tambourine in the soundtrack of single guitar.

Although it was expected that this scene might appear, when Xiao Yao moved his hands and feet together and played different instruments while singing, the audience couldn't help applauding and cheering. Even Shen Na, who had turned her chair around, couldn't help shaking her head and applauding. Just to match the artistic conception of Xiao Yao's song, the volume they made was not very loud.

"They have been blown away by the wind and scattered all over the world." After singing the last line of the chorus, Xiao Yao lowered his head and put his mouth on the harmonica in front of him. The three parts of the hand, foot and mouth played the interlude between the chorus and the second verse at the same time.

The melodious harmonica sounds, combined with the fresh guitar and crisp tambourine, the beautiful melody makes the audience just close their eyes and listen carefully, but they are reluctant to miss this rare simultaneous performance by one person A scene with three instruments. In a dilemma, the audience had no choice but to express their attitude with applause again.

"Okay!" Yu Qing, who couldn't stand the occasional applause from the audience, yelled, tapped the button in front of him, and turned his chair around. Seeing Xiao Yao on the stage, Yu Qing showed a weird smile, shook his head and said, "Are you kidding me?"

As soon as Yu Qing finished speaking, the button in front of another tutor's chair was pressed, and Yi Kun, who was at the farthest side, also turned around. When he saw Xiao Yao on the stage, Yi Kun didn't say anything, but leaned back in his chair exaggeratedly.

Xiao Yao didn't look at the four mentors in front of him at all at this time, and naturally he would not be affected by the voices and movements of the several mentors. After playing the interlude between the chorus and the second verse, Xiao Yao left his mouth from the harmonica, moved closer to the microphone and sang the second verse:

"Let's forget about some stories that haven't been told yet. Those feelings have been hard to tell the truth from the fake in the years..." (To be continued.)