Chapter 400: Idol never give up

"This..." Xia Fan coughed twice, "Is there any easier song?"

"Then try "Bailigui. Pingtiao"." Yu Shuangxue suggested.

The piano sounded again.

But the result is no different from the first song.

Compared with the women in front of her, Miss Long's singing talent was

terribly low.

In order to confirm that it’s not the reason for the music itself, Xia Fan

even tried it by himself, and the feedback he got was pretty good. Even Chi

nodded slightly, "I didn’t expect you to sing well, and it’s not too bad

compared to me. too much."

The scene fell silent for a while.

Xia Fan had to call Kong Xuanzi aside, "Is the dragon inherently unsuitable

for singing?"

"This... I don't know about it." The latter whispered, "Whether in Penglai or

on the way to six countries, I have never heard Master Chi sing any tunes. At

that time, she shouldered a heavy burden and even smiled. Less revealing, and

only after coming to Jinxia City did you see a change. But..."

"But what?"

"It is recorded in the history books that there were ancestors who sang loudly

when it rained, and the sound seemed to reach people's hearts like a magical

force, and it attracted the whole city to sing together. As for whether it

sounds good or not, it is not known. After all, I am just an ordinary person.

, The only dragon I have ever seen is Lord Chi."

Xia Fan patted him on the shoulder and stopped asking.

The conclusion is already obvious.

The pentatonic failure is Chi's personal problem.

In the graceful and varied ancient music, this shortcoming will be infinitely

magnified, and it’s okay to sing it for self-entertainment on weekdays, but as

long as it gets on the stage, it will surely become the laughing stock of

everyone.

Looking at the awkward expressions of everyone, Chi finally realized that the

atmosphere was a little bit wrong.

Her eyes narrowed slightly, and there seemed to be a terrifying light shining

from the bottomless vertical pupils. However, Miss Long reacted quickly, and

she stretched out her hand to cover her eyes-even if she used her aura to

oppress everyone and hid the doubts in her heart, she would not change any

facts. She walked closer to Xia Fan and asked with a guilty conscience, "This

plan...isn't it good?"

"There are only alternatives."

"……what is that?"

"A tune by a listener is just right for your style." Xia Fan groaned. It is

definitely not his way to give up halfway. Since ancient music is not good,

use simpler popular songs. Relying on the multi-instrument mixing to cover up

the lack of singing skills, the repeated loop of the main and chorus is

undoubtedly easier to learn, and he really thought of a piece of music, even

if it is out of tune, it has a special flavor.

As for whether the masses can accept it, Xia Fan is not very worried.

Only the literati who control the right to speak in the field of folk art can

care about tradition.

Instead, the people don't care so much about tradition.

History has proven countless times that as long as one thing has advantages,

or is simple and close to the people, it will become popular sooner or later.

...

It was noisy until the evening that the process of the celebration was roughly

determined.

Xia Fan walked into the princess's bedroom and handed over the plan to Ning

Wanjun.

The latter briefly looked through it, "Um...Do you even want to speak on

stage?"

"I went to Shangyuan City this time and saw the Wan Lan Festival. I have to

say that the original intention of this festival is pretty good." Xia Fan put

his hands on the fire and rubbed his hands. "The power holder summed up the

past in front of the people. Explaining the future will also allow the people

under the rule to more clearly understand the future policy and life

direction. Of course, the light-emitting link is unnecessary. After all, this

is Jinxia City and should have its own unique way of celebrating."

"Do you want to turn it into a new tradition?" Ning Wanjun quickly realized

the key to this move.

"Exactly." Xia Fan smiled, "The so-called sense of belonging is essentially

brought about by differences in customs. As long as the city changes fast

enough, the emigrants can easily integrate into the local area-anyway for

these two groups of people. In other words, what you accept is new, and the

gap in mutual understanding is naturally indistinguishable."

If a place stays the same, the migrants will spontaneously gather together, so

that even in the past many years, it is difficult for them to truly become

part of the new city. Therefore, for Jinxia City, which absorbs a large number

of refugees, it is obviously profitable and harmless to use new traditions to

close this gap.

Ning Wanjun nodded thoughtfully, and then pushed a book to the table, "By the

way, the Silver Star Tree Boat also sent a tree seed manual. Their new elder

seems to want to sign a covenant with Jin Xia as soon as possible. , Open

trade, just like we did with the Noah Elves."

Xia Fan took the booklet, "How does your Highness feel?"

"In principle, there is no problem. Just sign another copy according to the

template on the other side." Ning Wanjun seems to have considered this issue.

"However, Noah returns to Noah and Silver Star returns to Silver Star. The two

covenants can be similar. But it can’t be completely consistent.”

"Why?" he asked deliberately.

"The total number of elves in the two tree boats has exceeded 50,000. If a few

more boats come, won't they overtake Jinxia City? Signing the covenant

separately can at least maintain the difference between the tree boats. What's

wrong in the future? It's not going to overturn a boatman in one shot." The

princess pondered, "Of course, there should be no obvious differences in

treatment, otherwise Jinxia will be suspected of inciting internal disputes.

Didn't you say that the Bureau is preparing to make a portable guide— —"

"That's an ID card."

"In short, maybe you can make a fuss about this, for example, the certificate

issued to the elves indicates which tree boat the holder comes from, so that

it will not be offensive, and it can maintain a certain difference."

Xia Fan raised the corners of his mouth and was able to take into account such

details, indicating that Princess Guangping has taken another step forward in

the level of governance.

"I have no opinion."

He opened the book ~www.mtlnovel.com~ while looking at it and asked, "Isn't

Silver Star's Spirit Tree Seed exactly the same as Noah's?"

"According to the wizard's statement, there are two or three differences."

Ning Wanjun replied, "If the tree boats are farther apart, the difference in

seeds will be greater. They also said that the environment at the southern and

northern ends of the World Island can be They are so different that they look

like two worlds, so there will also be a division of labor in the production

of the canoe in each area."

Is this the spirit tree exploring a different evolutionary direction... Xia

Fan couldn't help but think to himself that a plant can evolve into an

evolutionary tree diagram that can only be shown by thousands of species. This

sounds incredible. It would be great if I had a chance to visit World Island

in the future.

Turning to the last page of the book, a special spherical fruit attracted his

attention.

The elves call it the "catching fruit".

This kind of fruit looks similar to coconut in size, and the shell is covered

with fluff, which can secrete a highly viscous colloidal liquid to stick to

the insects, and then be absorbed by the fluff. When the islanders mature,

they will open the fruit and take out the glue inside to bond bows and arrows,

armor, and even furniture. It is also considered one of the specialties of

Silver Star.

Xia Fan picked up the pen and ticked it lightly, adding it to the next batch

of trading lists.