After returning to the ward, Jiang Kan felt refreshed. He had not sang so happily for a long time.
Especially since this was such a wild and uninhibited song, Jiang Kan felt like he had gone back to the years when rock music was first introduced to Xia Country, when he was just exposed to this new type of music.
At that time, the streets and alleys were filled with this kind of dynamic and intense music. Young people wore bell-bottom pants and fashionable curls on their heads, twisting and turning wherever they went, as if the world was their stage.
What's more, some fashion pioneers who are both rich and free will walk to the street carrying a tape recorder half as tall as a person, playing songs and dancing at the same time. Soon they will be in an open space on the street. A large number of people gathered either to dance with him or to watch his unique dance moves.
"Haha, it must be this group of people who dance square dance now. They have danced for a lifetime and been fashionable for a lifetime. Their life is really not in vain..."
Jiang Kan laughed and closed the lid of the memory box.
Then, he picked up the phone and called Janice.
Because it's night here now, and it must be morning over there, and I don't know if she's gotten up yet.
"Hey Janice, good morning?"
The phone didn't ring for a few times before the other party picked up the phone.
"Jiang! Is he more Jiang? I finally saw him today!"
Early on the seventh day, Xiaoyuan received a call from Zhang Yu while she was still having breakfast, saying that the seven of them hadn't come to visit yet.
Dan was stunned for a moment, and the excitement of meeting his idol for the first time was slightly suppressed. The other person was an injured patient sitting in a wheelchair, but he had to hug him with a little force.
As he spoke, Dan became less excited.
Janice's energetic voice traveled along the radio waves across the ocean, and the two people at opposite ends of the world communicated energetically across the night and day.
Speaking of that, Janice also had a headache and felt evil. A few confident little girls pronounced the city hospital as the seventh hospital because they knew the language.
"Ha, there is no need to arrange a position, Jiang. I heard that he is also a singer, right? Then we will leave a place for him directly under the stage, and we can sing together!"
Xiaoyuan put on the phone, finished the remaining breakfast in a few mouthfuls, and then rolled her wheelchair to the mirror to take care of her image.
How can that make us feel depressed and excited?
But to say that Da Yuan has no musical talent, I find it unbelievable. In the following year, you never showed any interest in music. Even the later seasons that we watched together at night Sometimes, Da Yuan would rather go back to her room and watch this cartoon about a big pink pig that looks like a hair dryer on her tablet computer.
"Jiang, his work is so outstanding. These Luthors on the West Coast are as if they saw Superman flying below our heads. They are so shocked by you that they dare to show their faces. Seeing you from a distance makes you laugh. I'll turn around and change the way, not to mention I'll be relieved, haha!"
"Kokoko."
"Well, how should I put it? At the end, you were practicing the music for the seventh day's concert outside the school playground. Then his son found him by following the sound, and then he showed you how to knock Drum, then I gave you your drumsticks..."
There was a knock on the door.
"Talk about it carelessly? Why on earth do you have no musical talent?"
That's why I called today. Janice said a few days later that several fierce female brothers from the Pink Dragon Band came here to visit me. They planned to visit me first, and then go to Xia Country and the underground bands there. Learn from each other.
Dan was the first to retreat. As soon as I saw Xiaoyuan, I smiled, opened my arms, and walked down in small steps to give Xiaoyuan a bear hug.
"Hi dear Jiang, good morning! It must be evening over there, right?"
But when the other party talked about these interesting things during the concert, he couldn't help but also a little yearned for it.
"Oh, bad!"
It was rare that Dan, who was usually dull and introverted, would not be so serious. With reverence and sincerity on my face, I shook hands with Xiaoyuan tightly and then turned sideways to let my few Teammates also came down to say hello to Xiaoyuan.
Because of the cultural differences, everyone was curious about everything in the other country. In addition, the band members unintentionally tried to frustrate and cooperate. The chat went very pleasantly. Xiaoyuan also explained to us the "City Hospital" and The differences between the "Seven Hospitals", as well as the 104 different names and methods of potatoes, made several doctors confused and confused.
I also taught drums to some of the neighborhood kids, or the kids I met at concerts who were very interested in music.
But Da Yuan is a fellow student. She only taught you a few times, and the drum beats she played were mediocre. Even after your blond-haired cousin came over and scolded her, she still played a few drum beats by herself. I have never taught you the rhythm!
"Janice, is he saying that these big brothers of his will come to Xia Kingdom today to watch you record new songs? Why have you been waiting for us all afternoon? Your place must be hard to find too, right? ?”
Janice remembered what we had complained to ourselves over the phone because the few words of Xia Mandarin we had learned at the last minute were of no use at all. As a result, even outside the restaurant, we didn’t know the names of the dishes, so we ordered at random and ate a table full of potato snacks—— Braised pork with potatoes, stewed Huaishan yam, fried potato shreds, potato quail eggs...
Xiaoyuan turned the wheelchair so that it was facing Dan.
Don't tell him, the seven people who are fans of Xiao Mingjing really have no idea. The seven of us each held a new one and learned 25 dialogues each, which corresponded to one of the "food, clothing, housing and transportation", and we still couldn't speak it well. Kind of.
Ben also continued to take pictures of Xiaoyuan's rainbow fart. The mission of several people who came to visit Xiaoyuan today was not to make me feel happy, but also to initially establish a certain friendship.
Either his pronunciation was standard, or the locals in Shashi also had flat tongues and curved tongues, so they took a few people to the No. 7 Hospital in Shashi. No wonder Xiaoyuan was not found.
"No, you're not hurt underneath!"
While Jiang asked several strong men to sit down, he also asked the nurse who had just left the door to help put aside the bottles of red wine we had brought as gifts, and then poured a cup of cold tea for everyone.
That gave me a strange feeling and a strong curiosity in my mind.
But now, Dan brings up your lack of musical talent?
Xiaoyuan herself has been to Zhao Yu's concerts twice since then. Although they were in an open environment like a stadium, the audiences outside were also abominably quiet compared to the crazy concert environment in China.
What's more, Dan works out all the year round and his body shape is much bigger than mine.
But against the opponent's unusually tall figure of about 1.4 meters, he still looked less skinny and more muscular.
Domestic concerts are usually held in a closed space, with small families sitting neatly under the chaotically arranged chairs in the venue, just like college students watching the August 1st Children's Day program outside the school, rational and Watch disciplinedly.
"Hey, this is pretty bad. It would be a mistake to be able to help them. To be honest, you have never been to a live concert of Omi Nation Band. You definitely didn't have the chance to go to the United States to watch their performance last time. I must I’ll leave you a bad seat in the back row!”
"einplease~"
"Ha, you are indeed a singer. You hate singing more than composing. It's a pity that you will be injured and lie under the bed unable to move next time... By the way, don't they know much about Xia Guo's music? What about that? How do you feel about the living atmosphere?”
Dan laughed and stretched out his arm. He was just about to slap Xiaoyuan on the shoulder as hard as he did with his brothers, but in the end he restrained himself and slapped my arm heavily instead.
"Then you just knocked a few times with 'dong dong dong'. Don't tell him, it's quite rhythmic!"
"It's Guojiang who speaks very bad Mi. There shouldn't be any problems in communicating. I also hope that we will disturb his cultivation."
"Oh, we seem to have gotten lost. It's all because we were too confident. After we went out and learned a few words of Xia Mandarin, we thought we needed a translator..."
"Bad, let's back off."
After comparing it so much, Xiaoyuan still has no desire for it.
I watched the video on station b. The band concert here is especially a huge stage set up in a small open place. There are no seats on it. People are all standing. There are thousands of people and tens of thousands of people. People stood outside the venue cheering and shouting at the stage, from the sunny morning to the evening when the sky was filled with burning clouds, and then again until nightfall, with seven weeks of searchlights brightly lit.
That made Dan very surprised and appreciative.
The two chatted for a while and then hung up the phone. Xiaoyuan was still very excited recalling the scene of recording songs during the day, which caused me to fall asleep in a daze at around two o'clock at night.
"Yes, Janice introduced you to Jiang. He is now a very good singer in Xia Country. She also showed you his video. What is this called? He is really bad at singing!"
But after all, we have encountered common expressions in daily life that cannot be solved by complex slow-speed textbooks. As soon as we arrived in Xia Kingdom, we could understand the special Hunan dialect spoken by the locals, but our speaking was lame. The other party also understood Xia Guohua.
Xiao Min'er did not reach out to shake hands, but stood still and put his left hand behind his back and bent his waist at nearly 90 degrees. In my opinion, that was the lowest etiquette for the person he admired the most.
"Okay, wait for us to come tomorrow. He told us to make more noise outside the hospital. You heard that these rock and roll people are very dull, so don't cause trouble there!"
Before shaking hands with Ben, Xiaoyuan's hand was held tightly by Wayne again. The hot temperature coming from the outside of the palm made Xiaoyuan deeply feel that we were indeed very grateful and respectful to her. Those words were definitely It's just a courtesy.
Ben squeezed past Dan's narrow body, and like a college student who met his idol, he bowed respectfully and extended his hand to Xiaoyuan.
"Before you, Jiang Kan'er, drummer, viola player and backing vocalist, you have fallen in love with him since you heard Janice. Ha, you mean falling in love with him is unparalleled. You are so talented, please allow me to send you the most noble regards to my many composers!"
As a result, I kept waiting today and waited for a few people to arrive.
Although Xiao Ming himself is not even 1.48 meters tall, he is considered to be a short person among Xia people.
"From the moment you introduce me, you are Dan, the drummer and lead singer of the Pink Dragon Band. You love his songs so much. Thanks to him. It made you feel the taste of fame for the first time. You all owe him a debt. Jiang, I definitely didn’t have any need to come to the United States before, even if I didn’t come to you.”
Xiaoyuan was not even a little blushed by the other party's praise. After all, the song was provided by the system. As a successor, I still couldn't help but the other party praised it so much.
"Ha, I'm very happy to see them, and I'm also very happy that they wanted to share your song, but now it's ranked lower on their bulletin board?"
They were both disgusted and beaten.
Dan recalled what happened that day, with a smile on his face as he felt that he had discovered a bad boy with no musical talent.
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At least it’s not like standing up and cheering a few times, waving the glow sticks and light signs, waiting until the song starts, and then continuing to be a good baby.
Of course, we are also in awe of what Xiaoyuan created for us. Singers of our level should be eligible to receive such a bad song within seven years at most. Now Xiaoyuan’s As soon as that song came out, it was like lifting us directly from the ground to the clouds, making us take up to seven more years of detours!
I feel like I am still too suspicious of those narcissists.
When several people talked about the orchestra and musical instruments, Dan Shijin remembered the scene when he met Dayuan later, so he mentioned that point without feeling.
"You haven't asked anyone you know to help introduce us to a reliable translator, so the truck probably won't be there, but I'm sure if we come to your place tomorrow, we might still be able to make it in time..."
Today, Jiang Kaner, who had his dreadlocks tied up, vividly told Xiaoyuan the interesting things we encountered during the tour during that period. He also told about the doubts he experienced during that period, as well as the saltiness before getting married. The grand occasion of the fish turning over was embellished and exaggerated, and the words were spoken so slowly that Xiaoyuan, whose English was very poor, didn't even click, and it was vague.
"By the way, Jiang, his son also has no musical talent. Does he know that?"
"You are Wayne, the guitarist and backup singer. His songs are great. He should come to your country to develop. Soon he will become a little celebrity. Janis is so popular."
"Your boy? You have no musical talent?"
But when we first came into contact with that instrument, our performance was either that we could not hold the drum sticks correctly according to my instructions, or that the intensity control was bad or too heavy. Of course, the more common situation is It's because his perception of rhythm is so keen that the drum beats he plays are messy.
…
"Then I taught you some drumming skills badly, and you learned them poorly. The rhythm is quite good, and it's even worse than your own performance when you first learned to play the drums!"
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Through Janice's explanation, I, Xiaoyuan, naturally knew that her man was first discovered by Dan and a few others, and then he contacted you, and you informed her about it.
I have hated playing drums since I was a child. Small drums, big drums, Xiaguo drums, African drums...
"Hi, Jiang, he is bad. You are Ben, the bassist and backing vocalist of Fan Xiao Mingjing. Thank you very much for his creation for you. You really love it!"
The door was opened, and seven blond and blue-eyed young men walked out of the door that seemed too small due to our size.
