"What do you mean to admire his courage? Do you underestimate people?" the female fan at Xiao Yao's table pursed her lips and said to the waiter, "Tell your boss, this friend of mine must be better than the resident singer of your bar! Singing here is to save face for you, and if you change the time, you can't invite him to sing here!"

"Huh?" the waiter was stunned, not expecting the boss's words to cause the guest's dissatisfaction.

"Sister Wang, I'm just a guest who came to drink, and their boss doesn't know me, so I'm afraid that the guest will feel embarrassed if he doesn't sing well on stage, and I'm also kind!" Xiao Yao gently shook his head to the female fan opposite, turned his head to the waiter and said, "Thank you boss!"

The musicians of the band did not take their instruments with them during the break, and they were still on the stage. Since the bar owner agreed to Xiao Yao's coming to the stage, these instruments can naturally be used casually. Xiao Yao picked out an acoustic guitar, moved a chair and sat behind the microphone stand in front of the stage, adjusted the height of the microphone stand, and began to pluck a few strings on the guitar in turn.

"Wow~" Seeing Xiao Yao sitting on the stage with a guitar, Xiao Yao and his party applauded and cheered.

The sudden movement of these people also attracted the attention of the other guests at the other tables next to them, and it was not long before they noticed that an unfamiliar performer had appeared on the stage. Many people recognized the person sitting on the stage as the cheering and applauding people in the audience, so it is not surprising that this group of people behaved.

It wasn't uncommon for bar guests to volunteer to sing on stage, and other guests had seen a few, and although they didn't expect much from the performer on stage, there were still a few polite applause for the man's courage.

At this time, the bar owner who heard the waiter come back and relay Xiao Yao's conversation sat down at the table of the band members who were performing just now, pointed to Xiao Yao on the stage, and said to the band members who were resting: "Yongzi, Song Kai told me just now that this guy's companion said that he is very powerful, even better than the singer you sing." Listen carefully to see if it's really that powerful!"

"Brother Xu, you are the boss, it's not up to you to decide whether you're powerful or not?" said the lead singer of the band known as Yongzi, "But we were talking about this guy just now." Huazi just finished playing the guitar he put down, and he still had to try to tune it, either as a pretending criminal, or as a guy with better ears than Huazi. However, judging from his age and dress, we all think that the former is more likely. ”

At this time, Xiao Yao was wearing a blue jacket, a cotton hat on his head, a pair of black-framed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and a scarf around his neck covering the left and right jaws and part of his sideburns.

"Hello everyone, I would like to give you an original song called "Painting", I hope you like it, thank you!" Xiao Yao, who had tuned his voice, simply greeted and introduced the microphone in front of him.

"Oh~" After listening to Xiao Yao's introduction, the cheers and applause from the audience rang out again. I heard that it was an original song, and the enthusiasm of the other guests other than Xiao Yao and his party was also much higher.

Xiao Yao nodded slightly in thanks, his hands moved on the strings, and a nice and slightly special guitar prelude sounded.

"It's good! His songs are all preludes, and they are very gripping from the beginning!" the female fan on Xiao Yao's table whispered with an intoxicated face after listening to the prelude.

"But some of his songs don't have preludes. Another male fan whispered.

"Go, I really can't chat!" the female fan said to the male fan next to her.

"This prelude is very good!" the guitarist of the band named Huazi nodded, "Let's not talk about the melody, although a few chords are more common, but there are mutes of semi-vibrating strings, slide strings, and hooks of the little finger of the left hand, at least the guitar playing skills are very good!"

"How do you compare?" asked the bar owner.

"Brother Xu, you have to ask that," the band's lead singer Yongzi smiled, "Can Huazi say that he, a guitarist, is not as good as an ordinary guest who comes to drink?"

"This guy is not an ordinary guest," Huazi shook his head, "Judging from his posture, he must have been playing guitar for a long time." But now I can't say who I am better than him, I can do his skills of mute, slide, and hook, but now I am not as skilled as him. But that's not because I'm not as good as him, it's that our band doesn't have the same tunes that I do, and I don't use them as much, and I am not as skilled as him in playing them. ”

"However, it is not easy to judge who plays the guitar better, but it should be easier to judge how well he sings. Not to be outdone, Huazi smiled and turned the conversation to the lead singer Yongzi, "After a while, when he speaks, you will know who sings well between him and Yongzi." ”

"Draw a moon for the lonely night sky~Draw a Russian painting and sing under that moon~"

After a prelude, the song moves into the singing section. Although the melody is almost exactly the same as the beginning of the prelude, as soon as Xiao Yao spoke, his high-pitched and clear voice caused a round of applause from the audience.

"Yo, that's a pretty good voice!" said the bar owner, glaring in surprise.

"Not only does he have a good voice, but he also has a very good pitch, and his voice is very stable, not shaking at all!" said the lead singer Yuko, "This guy looks confident, relaxed, and not nervous at all, and it is probably not the first time he has performed publicly on stage." ”

"It doesn't take courage for him to go on stage," the bar owner nodded, "no wonder his companions reacted so much to my words." ”

Compared with the bar owner and the members of that band, Xiao Yao's fans knew more about his voice and typhoon, and they shouldn't have been too surprised, but after listening to Xiao Yao's two words, they were also shocked.

"Why do I feel that this song sung by Xiao Yao has a local flavor of northern Shaanxi? Is this a folk song? How do I feel like a folk song of northern Shaanxi?" a fan whispered in surprise.

"This is not a folk song from northern Shaanxi!" said a Xi'an fan who came from behind, "Neither the tune nor the lyrics are not! The lyrics of his song are very literary, and the reason why you feel this way is not only because he sings brighter, but also because his pronunciation has our Shaanxi Guanzhong accent when he sings." ”

"You say he sings in Shaanxi dialect? I don't understand Shaanxi dialect, but I understand it all. The former fan didn't believe it.

"It's not sung in Shaanxi dialect, but Mandarin with a Shaanxi accent," said the Xi'an fan, "It just makes people feel like a Shaanxi person is speaking Mandarin." If you don't believe me, listen carefully!"

"It seems to be true!" The previous fan listened carefully and nodded unconsciously.

"This is more difficult than simply learning dialects!" The Xi'an fan shook his head and sighed, "I really don't know that this demon still has this ability! As far as he sings this song, at least 80% of the people who don't know him on the scene will think that he is a native of Xi'an, who will doubt that he is him!"

Xiao Yao sang "Painting" by Zhao Lei in his previous life. This is a song that Xiao Yao feels very different from Zhao Lei's other works. Unlike songs such as "Chengdu" and "Thirty-Year-Old Woman", which feel more sad and melancholy, and sing in a lower voice, this song full of imagination and a sense of picture is more high-pitched in singing. Xiao Yao, who is now in Xi'an, deliberately added a Shaanxi accent in the northwest region when he sang this song, not simply to cover up his original voice and identity, but to feel that it seemed more energetic to sing like this.

In this way, not only Xiao Yao sang energetically, but also the audience listening to the song in the audience was also very energetic.

Although there is no drum beat and very characteristic flute sound and other instruments in the original soundtrack, the lyrics of this song are very picturesque, even if it is just a guitar, Xiao Yao also uses his voice to bring the audience into the pictures depicted in the song.

Painting the moon for the lonely night sky, painting a large window for the deserted house, painting a bed, painting a girl to accompany you, painting a lace quilt, painting a stove and firewood, living with the girl, this scene is very life-like picture scroll in the mind, some people think it is interesting, some people think it is beautiful. Most of the audience showed a knowing smile on their faces, and they also felt that the song sung by Xiao Yao was even more attractive.

After a hum, the song moves on to the second part. In this section of singing, Xiao Yao still showed the scenes in front of the audience. Surrounded by birds, green ridges and green slopes, quiet and peaceful, raindrops falling on the rice fields, rainbows within reach, endless flat paths, and the people at the end of the path have fallen into a dream (dream has entered). Compared to the slightly bleak part of the first paragraph, the picture described in this paragraph seems to be more beautiful.

In particular, the four very poetic lyrics at the end of this paragraph, "Draw the peaceful posture of the mother, and the dispute that can be erased with the eraser, and draw the food that is not worried about the four seasons, and the leisurely people never have their hearts" are very poetic, and the eyes of the audience at the scene are bright, and their hearts are full of infinite beauty.

However, after another humming, the third stanza "I didn't erase the eraser of the quarrel, only a pen painted with loneliness, the moon in the night sky was no longer bright, only a melancholy child was singing" The singing pulled people into reality again, showing that the beauty ahead, but it was all the author's imagination.

"Draw a moon for the lonely night sky~"

After singing "Only a melancholy child is singing", Xiao Yao ended the guitar accompaniment with a fierce strumming, but did not end the whole song, but sang the lyrics of the first sentence of the opening sentence in a cappella at the end to make a conclusion to the whole song. It seems to show that although the reality is not satisfactory, with the brush in hand, you can still feel the beauty of those imaginations and expectations in your mind.

After the last sentence was as clear and high-pitched as the beginning, Xiao Yao, who was holding the guitar, stood up from his chair.

"Great!" louder applause and cheers rang out from the audience, and other guests they didn't know shouted.

"Thank you!" Xiao Yao bowed slightly to the audience.

"Handsome guy, let's do it again!" Seeing Xiao Yao turn around and put the guitar back on the guitar stand on the stage, another audience shouted loudly.

"Yes, one more! We'll have a drink!" someone cried out.

"Thank you, but I'm just here to play, and I've only prepared this one!" Xiao Yao explained into the microphone and walked off the stage.

Xiao Yao sat back in his place, and was about to open his mouth to beckon everyone to leave, when a young woman in her twenties next to him walked over and said to Xiao Yao: "Handsome guy, you sang so well just now, I invite you to drink! What do you drink?"

"No..."

Xiao Yao was about to refuse, but the young woman had already glanced at the wine bottles on Xiao Yao's table, raised her hand and shouted to the bar: "Xiao Song, put another bottle of "Johnnyalker" on this table, and put it on my account!"

"Thank you, but..."Xiao Yao waved his hand and smiled bitterly, but before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted again.

"Meet me, my name is Xie Yu, can you tell me your name?" the woman said enthusiastically.

"Well, hello, my surname is Min, my name is Min Jia!" Xiao Yao got up and shook Xie Yu's hand, "Thank you for inviting me to drink, but I'm sorry, we're going to leave, so you might as well keep the wine for yourself." ”

"This is leaving?" Xie Yu said, "It's still early, why don't you play for a while?"

"There's something else!" Xiao Yao said with a smile.

"It's a pity, I still want to hear you sing. Xie Yu said regretfully, "I'm a frequent visitor here, and today seems to be the first time I've seen you here... If you do, tell me, and I'll invite you to drink. As he spoke, Xie Yu also handed over a business card.

"Thank you," Xiao Yao didn't answer the business card, waved his hand, "But we..."

"Xiao Yu'er, what are you doing? When you see a handsome guy who can sing, you pounce up? Don't scare my guests away!" Xiao Yao was interrupted by a man's voice before he could finish speaking.

Xiao Yao looked back and found a young man in his thirties walking over.

"Brother Xu, when did I scare your guests away?" Xie Yu pouted dissatisfiedly.

"Hello, I'm the boss here, my name is Xu Chengliang!" the young man ignored Xie Yu and stretched out his hand to Xiao Yao.

"Hello Boss Xu!" Xiao Yao shook hands with Xu Chengliang politely.

"You sang so well just now!" Xu Chengliang continued, "I take the liberty of asking, what is your current profession, are you a professional singer?"

"Well, I'm still a student, in college!" Xiao Yao said.

"College students, there should be a lot of free time. Xu Chengliang said with a happy face, "You sing very well, are you interested in coming to my bar to sing part-time?" Our business hours are afternoon and evening, and the specific time can accommodate your school's class time." ”

"Thank you boss, I'm not a local, and I don't go to school locally, this time I'm traveling through Xi'an, and I definitely can't come to you to sing." Xiao Yao smiled.

"Neither a local, nor do you go to school locally?" Xu Chengliang was slightly taken aback, "I heard you sing with a local accent just now, and I thought you had lived in the local area for a long time." ”

"No," Xiao Yao shook his head with a smile, "I've been to Xi'an a few times before, and the accent is imitative." Do you think I speak with a Shaanxi accent now?"

"You really didn't say that!" Xu Chengliang smiled suddenly, gave a thumbs up, and said, "I really learned it when I sang just now!"