get-shopping Chapter 156 "Riding the Waves"
Chapter 156 "Riding the Waves"
"ha?"
Xu Wenshan stared at Jiang Bai in disbelief, then checked the time on his phone:
"Yes...yes?"
"Teacher Jiang, you've only been watching the video for less than ten minutes, right?"
"So... it's finished?"
Xu Wenshan had a "Are you kidding me?" look on his face.
Although he acknowledged Jiang Bai's talent, wasn't this a bit too much of an exaggeration?
Cao Zhi could compose a poem in seven steps; you're composing a melody in ten minutes.
Jiang Bai nodded, looking completely matter-of-fact.
"Inspiration is something that, once it comes, you can't stop it."
"This scene is so evocative, the melody just popped into my head."
"Director Xu, how about... I hum a couple of lines for you?"
Jiang Bai looked around.
Although it's a booth, it's still a public place.
"But this coffee shop is a bit noisy, how about we sing for you somewhere else?"
Xu Wenshan's expression was complicated.
He was actually a little suspicious, thinking that Jiang Bai might be joking, or just humming a tune to fool him.
It's really unnecessary and a waste of time to go through all the hassle of moving to a different location just to create a half-finished work in ten minutes.
"No!"
Xu Wenshan waved his hand:
"Just stay here, you can hum a few lines quietly."
"It's mainly about getting a feel for it. If it feels right, then we can talk about recording."
"OK."
In the cafe's booths, the afternoon sun was mostly blocked by thick velvet curtains, leaving only a Tyndall effect-like beam of light that fell precisely on Jiang Bai's profile.
Jiang Bai adjusted his breathing and tapped his fingers lightly on the table in a rhythm.
clatter--
clatter--
clatter--
The simple rhythm seemed to resonate with Xu Wenshan's heartbeat.
[Heavenly Voice] is now available.
[Gender Indistinguishable] has been adjusted to "Innocent Nursery Rhymes" mode.
Jiang Bai tilted his head slightly, looking at the sunlight shining in through the window, a pure and innocent smile appearing on his lips.
then.
A light, bouncy melody flowed from his lips:
"La...la...la...la..."
It's just a la la la intro humming.
Xu Wenshan's previously nonchalant expression froze instantly.
Followed by.
A clear, pure voice, seemingly untouched by any dust, flowed from Jiang Bai's lips.
"Just a tiny little cloud~"
"Walk over slowly~"
"Please take a break!"
"Let's stop for now~"
Its sound was clear and crisp, like a lark in the mountains.
There was no musical accompaniment, only Jiang Bai's voice, enhanced by both "heavenly sound" and "androgynous quality," echoing in the small space.
but!
The vivid imagery it evoked was so powerful!
Xu Wenshan's hand, which was holding the coffee cup, froze.
At that moment, his pupils suddenly contracted.
surprise.
It was pure, unguarded surprise.
He originally thought that Jiang Bai's so-called "ten-minute creation" was at most just humming an off-key melody, or a demo with a little bit of feeling.
He was even prepared to use polite words like "although it's still rough, it has potential" to give this talented young girl a way out.
but.......
Is this what you call rough?
Is this what you call a demo?
The pitch, the rhythm, the imagery in the lyrics...
This is clearly a finished product that has been polished to perfection and is ready to be recorded in the studio at any time!
"this......."
Xu Wenshan opened his mouth, but no sound came out.
He felt a tingling sensation on his scalp, as if an electric current was shooting from his tailbone straight to the top of his head.
"The wildflowers on the mountain are blooming~"
"I just got to the mountain~"
"Oh, so you're going up the mountain too~"
"Look at the wildflowers blooming!"
Jiang Bai didn't pay attention to Xu Wenshan's reaction.
He closed his eyes slightly, his body swaying gently to the rhythm.
At this moment, he is not Jiang Bai, who racks his brains for popularity; he is the barefoot child in this song, chasing clouds in the mountains and fields.
There is an indescribable "purity" in his voice.
That carefree, that innocent and carefree spirit.
This perfectly matches the theme in Xu Wenshan's film, which is about people who, despite suffering, still keep their hearts turned towards the sun!
Even...
A redemption of the soul!
Xu Wenshan felt goosebumps all over his body.
He stared intently at Jiang Bai.
It was as if he wasn't seeing a young girl, but a ray of holy light shining into his somewhat depressing film!
.......
Coffee shop, public area.
Although Jiang Bai and his group were sitting in a semi-enclosed booth with the curtains drawn.
However, the sound cannot be turned off.
Especially this kind of powerful and healing voice!
At the table closest to the booths sat a couple who were having a cold war.
The boy was engrossed in his phone, while the girl stared out the window with red eyes. The coffee in front of them had long since gone cold, and the air was thick with the tension of an impending breakup.
Sudden.
The phrase "a tiny cloud" drifted into their ears.
The girl was stunned for a moment.
She subconsciously turned her head and looked at the corner where the curtain was drawn.
The singing was light and lively, like an invisible little hand gently tugging at the hem of her clothes.
The grievances, anger, and resentment that had been building up inside me somehow dissipated somewhat inexplicably with the help of this simple melody.
She remembered her childhood, the days she spent chasing balloons in the park.
I remembered the first time I met my boyfriend; the sun was shining just as brightly that day.
"Does it sound good?"
The boy, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke, his voice a little hoarse.
The girl pursed her lips and softly hummed in agreement.
The boy put down his phone and awkwardly handed over a tissue:
"Don't be angry, it was my fault."
"This song sounds...quite cheerful."
"Shall I take you out for something delicious later?"
The girl took the tissue and burst into laughter through her tears.
"Then I want to eat hot pot!"
"Okay, let's have two meals!"
.......
Behind the bar.
The waiter, who had been busy all afternoon, was dozing off against the counter, looking exhausted.
He came to the big city to work, and every day he faced rushing orders, complaints, and tables that could never be wiped clean.
For him, life was like a mountain that made it hard to breathe.
"I'm so tired..."
The young man sighed, just about to go to the kitchen to slack off.
suddenly.
The singing came over.
"La...la...la...la..."
The young man stopped in his tracks.
He was still holding a rag in his hand, but he seemed to be frozen in place.
In that song, there are mountains, water, flowers, and clouds.
That's what his hometown looks like.
Those were the days when he was a child, running freely across the mountains and fields without worrying about rent or utility bills.
That was a time when he had family by his side and never grew up.
The young man's eyes welled up with tears.
He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
The body, which was originally heavy, seemed to have become a little lighter.
The suffocating feeling of being ground down by life was dispelled by this gentle breeze.
"It sounds so good..."
"Dad... Mom... I think I see you again."
The young man muttered to himself.
He opened his eyes again, looked at the sunlight outside the window, and suddenly felt that life wasn't so hard to endure anymore.
He picked up a rag and started wiping the table again.
This time, his movements were much lighter, and he even hummed the melody along:
"La...la...la..."
The entire coffee shop seemed to be blessed with a "peaceful and serene" atmosphere thanks to the song.
The somewhat noisy conversations disappeared.
The previously hurried footsteps slowed down.
Everyone quieted down, some listening intently, others closing their eyes to enjoy the moment, and a long-lost, genuine, peaceful smile appeared on their faces.