Chapter 28: Listening to the rain at night in a small building outside the mountain
Gucao Village, west end of the village.
Yang Bei and Sun Fengqing each moved a chair and sat at the door of the main house, watching the night rain in the mountains.
This is the first time Yang Bei has seen this kind of beautiful scenery in reality. He experienced it with 3D effects in the Science and Technology Museum in his previous life, but in terms of the impact on the soul, the 3D effects are still not as good as what he sees with his own eyes now.
A breeze blew by, bringing a little bit of coolness.
Yang Bei took a breath and said, "Fengqing, smell the air, it's cold."
In the past few days, Yang Bei and Sun Fengqing have been taking photos in the mountains and forests. Walking on the mountain paths, they can feel the heat waves reflected from the land on their feet and legs.
It rained today and the dry and hot ground was completely moist.
Sun Fengqing also liked the rain very much. He stood up from his chair and said, "Brother, please sing a song. You can promise me when you come."
Yang Bei smiled. After Sun Fengqing said this, he did have this idea now.
No matter in his previous life or in this life, he always liked music and singing, but he regarded music as a hobby of his and no longer something he used to make a living in the entertainment industry.
When Sun Fengqing saw Yang Bei nodding in agreement, he held up his umbrella and went to get his guitar from the car outside the hospital.
After a while, Sun Fengqing arrived at the gate of the courtyard carrying his guitar and shouted to Yang Bei: "Brother, come out for a moment."
Yang Bei was stunned, "What's the matter?"
Sun Fengqing raised his hand and pointed to the west and shouted: "Brother, let's go sit in that pavilion for a while. The view there is wide and it must be very beautiful."
Yang Bei had been to the pavilion mentioned by Sun Fengqing once, and he also saw "Guanyu Pavilion" written in three ancient characters on the pavilion.
Come to think of it, Guanyu Pavilion should be the name of that pavilion.
After thinking about the location of "Guanyu Pavilion", it is located on the hillside of the mountain to the west, overlooking most of the basin including Gucao Village. The scenery must be very beautiful.
Thinking of the scenery, Yang Bei suddenly thought about taking photos and sending them to Gao Mang later. She works hard every day and is in the impetuous city. She should like this kind of natural beauty.
Yang Bei stood up from the chair and said to Sun Fengqing: "Okay, wait a moment, I'll get the phone."
Sun Fengqing shouted: "Brother, please bring my camera over and put it on the table in the bedroom."
Yang Bei responded, turned around and walked into the bedroom, installed his mobile phone, picked a small camera on the table and hung it around his neck, then took an umbrella and walked out.
After giving the camera to Sun Fengqing, the two people held umbrellas and headed to the "Guanyu Pavilion" on the hillside.
The road up the mountain is made of blue bricks and is about one and a half meters wide. Every six or seven meters there is a street light emitting a dim yellow light.
Along the way, I met no one. On a rainy day, no one in the village would come out to enjoy the scenery, except for outsiders like Yang Bei and Sun Fengqing who had never seen the "world".
The two arrived at Guanyu Pavilion. The pavilion was not big. In Yang Bei's opinion, this pavilion should be the kind of mid-mountain pavilion that people used to rest in in ancient times.
The Guanyu Pavilion has an elegant structure, with six eaves and corners, and is also supported by six pillars. It looks strong enough, otherwise it would not still stand stubbornly outside Gucao Village more than a hundred years later.
Yang Bei sat on the stone table in the pavilion and looked around. He saw that he was surrounded by tall trees, including seven or eight hundred-year-old trees. The raindrops hitting them made a pitter-patter sound.
Sun Fengqing shook the rain off his umbrella and placed it in the corner of the pavilion, "Hey, there's a spider here."
Yang Bei smiled, glanced around, and couldn't help but nodded. Looking eastward from the pavilion, he could see the entire Gucao Village. Many houses were still lighting up, and there was a smoke and fire atmosphere.
The north and south sides are darker, with tall and lush trees. Looking to the west, there are steep mountain peaks, which appear deep and mysterious in the darkness.
Yang Bei took out his mobile phone and started taking pictures. In the past few days, he also learned some shooting skills from Sun Fengqing. Yang Bei's photography ability increased linearly.
Sun Fengqing came over, handed the guitar on his back to Yang Bei, sat on another stone chair, looked at Yang Bei, and said expectantly: "Brother, you can sing, or sing "The World Comes and Goes in a Dream"
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Yang Bei took the guitar, put it on his lap, shook his head, "I've sung that song, I won't sing it anymore."
Sun Fengqing clicked his tongue after listening to it. That song has already become famous in Douyin, but it doesn't seem to be taken too seriously by my brother. What's wrong with me? Is he no longer interested in music and do he really want to quit the music industry?
Sun Fengqing scratched his head. What he wanted to hear Yang Bei sing most now was "The World Comes and Gone in a Dream". Other songs simply couldn't arouse his interest.
Yang Bei smiled, waved his fingers on the guitar a few times, looked around, and already had an idea in his mind, "The name of this song is "Listening to the Rain at Night in the Small House Outside the Mountain"."
Sun Fengqing nodded. He was not a professional singer, had never heard of this song, and did not know who wrote it, but since he wanted to sing this song, he would listen to it.
"Brother, just sing, I'll listen."
Yang Bei smiled and hummed. This song was not completely consistent with the current environment that Yang Bei was in, but Yang Bei felt that it was suitable for the occasion. Besides, he could sing whenever he wanted. King Yang Tianwang who came through time was so willful.
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To the south of Guanyuge, this is another path leading from Gucao Village to Guanyuge.
Huang Shi walked over here with five other people, surrounded by a large group of staff wearing raincoats or holding umbrellas to follow and take pictures.
Chief director Wang Zhengyu did not come with him and was communicating with the editors in the yard. Chief planner Chen Gezhou came out with Huang Shi and others.
Huang Shi wiped the rain off his face, pointed to the front and said, "Did you see it? It's that small pavilion, that's the Guanyu Pavilion. It must be nice to sit there and watch the night rain in the mountains."
As they walked, everyone looked in the direction Huang Shi pointed.
He Jiu suddenly said: "Teacher Huang, look quickly, there is someone there."
Walking a little closer, Huang Shi also saw that there were indeed two people in the pavilion, one of them... seemed to be holding a guitar???
Huang Shi laughed and said to several people: "It seems that we have met a colleague, and that person is holding a guitar."
The peer Huang Shi refers to is that the man in the pavilion also likes to sing, not his profession.
Ma Qiang smiled and said, "Should we go over and communicate with him?"
Yang Yuhan smacked her lips, "As a professional singer, do you really want to exchange music with a passerby? Is this really okay?"
Everyone laughed.
He Jiu raised his hand and tightened the hood of his raincoat, and said, "I don't know if they are tourists or villagers. Will we scare them if we go there like this?"
Although there are only six of them in the camera, there is a large crowd of people surrounding them outside the camera.
After walking a few more steps, Huang Shi waved his hands and said, "Wait a moment, everyone. That guy is going to sing. Let's not disturb others' enjoyment. After he finishes singing, we can go over and disturb him."
Everyone stopped. They were not far from the Guanyu Pavilion. They could vaguely see the two people inside. Just because of the angle, a group of them stood beside the two people. The two people in the pavilion were not there yet.
see them.
Chen Gezhou outside the camera nodded. Huang Shi is indeed a teacher at the film school. Every word and deed is full of positive energy. This is not done deliberately for the sake of the show's effect. Huang Shi really knows how to respect people.
In Chen Gezhou's mind, he was already thinking about what kind of special effects should be added in the later stage.
As for the song that the man in the pavilion was about to sing, Chen Gezhou didn't pay much attention. She had just listened to the songs sung by five professional singers. Would that stranger be a better singer than Wang Chao, Huang Shi and the others?
Huang Shi smiled, crossed his hands, and made a listening gesture, and said to the five of them: "Based on my many years of experience, this guy must be good at singing. Look at the way he plays the guitar. He knows the guitar very well and plays it often.
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The six people looked towards the pavilion with great interest.
He Jiu's eyes lit up and he said with a smile: "Teacher Huang, Qiangqiang, Chaochao, we all used to be judges of music competitions, right? When our friends over there finish singing, let us comment from the perspective of professional judges.
Just give it a try, hahaha.”
Everyone in Huangshi laughed and said, "This is possible."
"Come on, come on, the 32nd National Young Singer Competition will begin soon. Let's invite six judges and teachers."
"Haha, Teacher He, are you here to cause trouble? Are there six judges and one participating singer?"
He Jiu and Huang Shi knew that this program was not very interesting, so they worked hard to create highlights. This section was quite good and could be edited into the film.
Rumble, rumble~
Rumble~
Boom~
Boom~
While the six people were talking and laughing, a flash of lightning flashed, followed by dull thunder and the sound of thunder and rain.
The six people were startled and fell into silence. In the Guanyu Pavilion, the man started singing.
The sound of heavy rain is accompanied by guitar accompaniment.
"Counting the red beans that are ripe in spring, no one comes after dusk."
"Who is losing weight in the cold late autumn in front of the court?"
"My figure is the only one under the moon, who should I stay with?"
"Wine enters the throat, but it can't relieve the sorrow."
He Jiu was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at the crowd, and saw that others were also listening intently, and said in surprise: "It sounds really good!"
No one spoke. Huang Shi and others nodded, but their eyes were focused on the man in the pavilion in the distance.