Time passed very quickly, and when I returned from a stroll, it was almost two o'clock in the afternoon.
When he came back, Jiang Chen was still a spade, but Tang Xiao had a calamus stick in his left hand and a reed flower in his right hand, humming a little tune and jumping up and down. He was so unhappy.
There is no one at home anymore.
On the one hand, he had to work, and on the other hand, after playing God of Gamblers, Zhang Hai did not put in any new discs.
However, there were still children wandering around, watching eagerly and not wanting to go far.
Seeing the two people coming back, they quickly gathered around them.
"Brother Chen, brother Chen, are you still showing movies?"
"Brother Xiaochen, can you please take a look at it for a while and make sure you don't touch it or damage your things."
"Sister Xiao, can you tell Brother Xiaochen to watch it for a while?"
"..."
want to see.
A group of barefoot and gray little monkeys, plus a few snot-nosed girls who were also playing dirty.
Jiang Chen felt that they might not be able to understand it, just like the good Journey to the West, they only know how to read monkeys.
But the desire and curiosity for new things are so realistically reflected in those bright eyes, it's heart-stopping.
Tang Xiao actually wanted to see it too, so he tilted his head and looked at Jiang Chen, smiling: "Brother Xiao Chen, I also want to..."
Demon.
She's obviously not that big, but her coquettish behavior is much better than her sister's.
What's interesting is that Zhang Hai didn't leave either. Hearing this, he smiled dryly and said: "I want it too..."
Jiang Chen twitched the corner of his mouth and almost kicked him, he laughed and cursed: "Just watch it, I didn't say not to let you watch it."
After that, he said to the group of children around him: "Go, wash your face and hands, the older ones will help the younger ones."
"oh!"
"Watch a movie!"
"..."
happy.
In an instant, a group of children ran to the well, pressing water and washing their faces.
Tang Xiao went over to help.
Yangmei also walked over.
Jiang Chen walked into the main room and took out moon cakes and oranges.
Then he took out the disc again, looked at it, and suddenly said: "Why don't you sing? You can watch the movie at night. If you sing, it will be a bit noisy at night."
"Sing?"
"Okay, I can sing, I sing... Jiujiu Nuerhong!"
"There are also flower hearts, and Chinese folk songs..."
Wow, I didn’t realize it, but Ya is still a capable singer.
Yangmei Tang Xiao came in with a group of children. When they heard the singing, they were all excited. They were happier than watching a movie.
To put it bluntly, whether it is TV or movies, you can watch it occasionally. Karaoke is really something you can only watch in TV movies.
So they all sat down obediently on the long benches and chairs. Each had a piece of moon cake and two oranges, the disc was put in, the scene was flowing, and they were ready to sing.
Fortunately, she is not a beauty in a swimsuit, so she is not afraid of spoiling the children.
Zhang Hai volunteered: "I'll come, I'll come, the third song, Jiujiu Nuerhong."
"Go, go, go, what are you doing, Xiaoxiao, let's do it." Yang Mei quit, she had never sung before, and she wanted to sing too, so she asked Tang Xiao.
Tang Xiao looked at Jiang Chen and chuckled: "But I want to sing with Brother Xiaochen..."
"The problem is, I can't sing!" Jiang Chen peeled the orange and turned to the children: "Ignore them, let's do it first, okay?"
"good!"
"..."
Neat and loud.
Don't think that children can't sing.
Don't think that children don't like singing.
In fact, people know how to do it and like it.
As a result, all the adults stepped aside, and a teenage brother who was in junior high school appeared on the stage. The sky he looked up to was a boy's sky...
Stars light up.
"Okay." Jiang Chen clapped and cheered loudly.
Tang Xiao and others applauded, and the scene was very lively.
Now the house quickly became lively again.
Sound combination!
Microphone!
When this thing is done, other teams can hear it, not to mention the same team.
So the little wives in the team, the little girls who were older and no longer ran around like the boys, soon came.
There is definitely no food.
There are too many people and not enough space.
But I want to sing!
Stars light up.
sailor.
There is a cloud made of rain in the wind.
I wish you peace……
It was so lively and lively that it turned into a concert.
Zhang Hai got his wish and sang his daughter for ninety-nine times.
Yangmei pulls Tang Xiao, a Chinese folk song, nine hundred and ninety-nine roses, two songs in a row.
Jiang Chen watched the excitement, applauded, and occasionally hummed along when he met someone. At a certain moment, the microphone was handed over to him.
"Brother Xiaochen, come here."
Tang Xiaoqi's head.
Then a group of people began to make noises, insisting that one of them should be allowed to come.
Come on, come on!
In fact, there are quite a lot of people who know how to do it. Being born in the 2000s, Jiang Chen discovered that he can actually sing many songs from before 1995, which is also new.
Tang Xiao was very concerned, holding the box and choosing carefully: "What to sing? It's so hard to choose. Brother Xiaochen, what do you want to sing?"
"The tracker's love!"
"That's right, tracker's love, you two singing together, just right!"
"..."
simply.
A young girl would never be able to say this kind of thing, and only a married young daughter-in-law like Yang Mei could do it.
In an instant, Tang Xiao's face turned red, her heartbeat was pounding, and her throat was dry.
Jiang Chen's mouth twitched: "Gungun, don't give me bad ideas, Xiaoxiao, the Great Wall will never fall!"
"oh……"
Only then did Tang Xiao come to his senses, heaved a sigh of relief, quickly changed the disc and selected songs, and then eliminated the original sound.
Then the powerful prelude came out through the speakers, and the whole place fell silent.
Jiang Chen raised his voice and fell asleep for a hundred years...
It's actually Cantonese.
And he sang it well.
After a brief moment of astonishment, Tang Xiao clapped so hard that his little hands turned red. Zhang Hai and others also cheered loudly.
Even the people working in the fields couldn't help but turn around when they heard it.
After it was over, Jiang Chen raised his eyebrows and said, "How about it, isn't it embarrassing?"
"It's not a shame, that's fine, let's have another one."
"Yes, one more."
"..."
really.
The protagonist is just different. Before Tang Xiao could speak, many people started booing.
Jiang Chen looked at Tang Xiao: "Then let's have another one?"
"Look at you!" Tang Xiao covered his mouth and couldn't help laughing.
Jiang Chen looked at it carefully and asked, "Is it possible to express love?"
"Love?" Tang Xiao looked confused and said he didn't know how to do it.
Jiang Chen: "White Snake, the ending song, hoo hoo hoo, hoo hoo hoo, the beautiful scenery of the West Lake, March God..."
Suddenly the whole hall burst into laughter and staggered around.
Because this song is generally considered a bit silly.
It is also the soundtrack of "The Legend of the White Snake". Compared with the opening song "A Thousand Years of Waiting Once Again", this song seems a bit earthy and cannot be put on the stage.
So many people don’t know the name of this song after watching it for so many years.
Tang Xiao was almost the same and asked in surprise: "Is this "Du Qing"?"
"yes!"
"Brother Xiaochen, do you like this?" Tang Xiao was still a little dumbfounded.
Jiang Chen nodded: "I like it. How about it? Is that okay?"
"meeting……"
Tang Xiao blushed a little.
Firstly, this song is weird and a bit earthy, and secondly, it seems to be a male-female duet.
Jiang Chen didn't think so much.
In fact, he can sing many kinds of songs, including those from the Mainland, some from Hong Kong and Taiwan.
But he just wanted to sing this right now, nothing else, just two words, top.
Especially the old man's voice at the beginning is so magical that I simply can't refuse it.
So Tang Xiao blushed and sang this strange song along with him. We are destined to meet each other thousands of miles away, but if we are not destined to meet each other, it is difficult to hold hands...