don't call me singer

Chapter 1534 When the rice is under the shade, the autumn wind is silent

After singing here, a scene slowly emerged on the big screen above Gu Xiaobai's head.

There are bursts of pines, and a train of high-speed trains is passing through the endless mountains and forests.

It comes from the endless distance, and it sails to the endless distance.

Cross mountains when encountering mountains, and cross rivers when encountering rivers.

As soon as the picture turned, the huge bridge erecting machine, like a giant stretching out its arms, slowly stretched the bridge with railroad tracks into the distance.Under the setting sun, the silhouettes of workers appeared in the halo of the setting sun.

At this moment, the audience at the scene felt that their eye sockets were hot, their chests were swollen, and something wanted to burst out.

I want to open my mouth and shout loudly.

我们!

Who are Yu Gong's descendants?
It's us!

Those people are our parents, our elder brothers, our classmates, our friends.

It's each of us!
Each of us is so ordinary.

But in the end we achieved great things.

By what?It is the perseverance, the belief that never gives up.

As long as the next step is in front of the previous step, then we will always move forward.

Won't stop.

Even though we never said it, or never had the opportunity, to say what we did great.

but we……

Still great!

Different songs, different angles, but still the same core.

The same core as "The Nameless".

At the scene of the school song competition, off the stage, the audience was too excited to speak.

They stared blankly at the scene and listened to Gu Xiaobai, who couldn't sing on the stage, sing the oldest legend with an electronic voice.

Those who sing are the people around us.

On the stage, the singers of the school song competition were also infected by this song, breathing heavily.

Gu Xiaobai's lyrics always have a strong narrative, his words do not pursue gorgeousness, almost every song is a story.

Since ancient times, songs that have been handed down have this attribute.

For example, "The Book of Songs".

Every song is a story.

And every story can resonate with people.

This "Song of No Words", like the previous "No Name", is in the form of five-character ancient poetry.

But it is not difficult to understand, the words are extremely simple.

And his composition does not pursue gorgeousness.

The melody is simple and earthy.

With the accompaniment that Gu Xiaobai wanders in the low range, it seems to be able to shake the whole world, and also shake the human heart. This is completely, Gu Xiaobai's own style!

Unique and recognizable!

Write the most touching song with the simplest melody!

Beside, 306/1 is also listening blankly.

They are probably the people who know Gu Xiaobai best in this world.

But even so, they had to sigh with emotion how strong Gu Xiaobai was after entering his field of expertise!
At the end of the first paragraph of eight sentences and forty characters, Gu Xiaobai's hands danced up and down on the synthesizer pad and the keyboard of the electric steel.

One hand knocked out the heavy bass rhythm, and the other hand played the melody of "Songs Without Words".

And in the notebook, the synthesized voice hummed the melody in a low voice.

The deep humming with a little nasal sound and a little bit of electronic sound is like a sad but not sad elegy, or like the whining sound of the wind blowing over the pines and cypresses.

"En...nn—nn~→~~en..."

“En… nn—— nn~→~~en………”

Gu Xiaobai's songs have always been both refined and popular. His songs always have a little bit that is easy to get, such as the humming in the middle.

Just after listening to it once, the melody has already penetrated into my mind, like a brain worm, constantly lingering.

After one time, the audience can already hum along together.

The low, humming voices of tens of thousands of people sounded like the wind blowing through the wilderness, the once endless mountains, but now it is a smooth wilderness.

Like a train of high-speed trains, passing through the pines and cypresses all over the mountains and plains.

After humming twice, Gu Xiaobai bowed his head, and the melody returned to the low-pitched area again, giving way to the electronically synthesized "Xiaobai" voice again.

keep singing!
"The boundless water
deep ninety thousand

three sons of the day

In the end, it will become a mountain..."

Second paragraph!
Second story!
It is a story that is familiar to all elementary school students!
Jingwei reclamation!

A little bird determined to fill the sea.

How absurd this is.

But it never wavered.

Even if you can only pick up three stones a day, you still don't give up.

It's just that Jingwei in myths and legends seems to be forever filling the sea in vain, and the sea is still vast and huge.

And above Gu Xiaobai's head, the picture changed again.

Above the vast sea, an artificial island is slowly emerging, and then expanding.

Reclamation!

"The lonely island comes out of the nine secluded
bone ecstasy

The habitat of the divine bird..."

The isolated island grows from under the Nine Netherworld.

Even if the bones were destroyed, the soul never dissipated.

When the isolated island protrudes above the sea, the place where the divine bird lives...

"The wind and rain also - silently -"

Hearing this, the audience couldn't help it anymore.

They looked at the artificial island standing above the sea on the screen, and listened to Gu Xiaobai's last sentence, which seemed to be reciting "the wind and rain are silent".

Can't help but shout loudly.

"it is good!"

"Ahhh! That's great!"

"Aoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!"

Gu Xiaobai raised his head again, his hands were beating rapidly on the synthesizer and electric steel.

The synthetic Xiaobai hummed again.

The audience hummed in unison.

"En...nn—nn~→~~en..."

“En… nn—— nn~→~~en………”

If the soul of the divine bird Jingwei is still there, he may be proud and amazed by human beings.

In this world, there are uncanny workmanship of nature.

There is also human wisdom and sweat.

After humming twice, the singing continued.

"Thousands of miles in the desert
across the northwest

wind blowing sand like clouds

Changhe Huang Wannian..."

Listening to the lyrics, everyone was taken aback.

Hey, isn't it a myth?
The desert spreads for thousands of miles, entrenched in the northwest.

Whenever the wind blows, yellow sand sweeps across the country like a cloud, and the long river that flows through it has been yellow for 1 years...

Hearing this lyric, a name has already appeared in many people's minds.

Is it...

On the screen above Gu Xiaobai's head, the picture was displayed again.

In the endless desert, patches of man-made forests are like patches, patching up the withered land bit by bit.

Mu Us Desert!
A true legend in the history of world environmental protection!
The Mu Us Desert, once one of the four major deserts in China, may now be the most aggrieved desert in the world.

Because its current vegetation coverage has exceeded 80%, in the foreseeable future, this desert will become the first desert in history to be wiped out by humans.

When the western powers shouted "environmental protection" all day long, but indulged wild fires and burned the virgin forests to ashes, it was the industrious Chinese who used their sweat and perseverance to turn a desert into fertile soil again. The environment of the world, do your part.

"Thirty years of sweat
no need to blame heaven

Tree-lined place..."

After 30 years of sweating like rain, why bother to resent the heaven for not giving us food?
But today, the trees are full of shade, and the desert has become fertile soil...

"The shovel under the tree—no—say..."

The shovel under the tree was silent.

Here, human beings no longer need the encouragement of mythology.

Human beings are no longer the ignorant children who need to borrow strength from the heavens and gods and ghosts. Human beings are already young people who can use their own strength and wisdom to transform everything.

When Gu Xiaobai bowed his head, before the synthesized electronic sound came out, everyone on and off the stage had already started humming loudly together.

The biggest feature of the song "Song of No Words" is that it is so powerful and such a feat.

But its tone is somewhat sad and slow.

This is a creative method that Gu Xiaobai is particularly good at and also particularly fond of.

Sadness and joy change, use joy to write sorrow, and sorrow to write joy.

Just like being prepared for danger in times of peace, restrained and reserved.

However, it clearly praises these people who have created miracles, but it is called "Songs Without Words".

Because in this world, the family affairs of actors are known to the world, they make a lot of money every day, and those who truly achieve great achievements are unknown and unknown.

They may not be able to make a lot of money in this life.

They didn't even have the chance to say it themselves.

"Songs Without Words" is a song written for those ordinary but endlessly great people who have created countless great achievements but have no chance to say it, no place to say it, and no time to say it.

Off the stage, several deaf-mute brothers and sisters were full of excitement.

Half of them are deaf.

But they could all see Gu Xiaobai's picture displayed on the big screen, and they could hear Gu Xiaobai's low-pitched accompaniment that shocked the audience.

as well as……

The deep melody that the whole audience hummed together!

Although they can't sing along, they can't cheer along.

But they felt they were greatly encouraged.

Gu Xiaobai wrote this song for them.

But it is not limited to them.

Gu Xiaobai did not sigh for them because of their physical disabilities, nor did he comfort them palely and superficially: "It doesn't matter, even if they are disabled."

Instead, they stand on a higher level, inspiring and inspiring them.

It doesn't matter if you can't speak.

In fact, in this world, there are many people, even if they can speak, they choose not to speak.

It doesn't matter if you don't talk, as long as you try your best to do it, as long as you do it.

Of course someone will speak for you!

A "Song of No Words" has already sung three stanzas.

According to everyone's understanding of Xiaobai, there should be a final stanza in this song.

Sure enough, after the low humming, the fourth paragraph came.

"There are many disasters in China
Wild and Hungry

I saw a heartbroken man

By the side of the deserted village..."

In the past many years, China has been plagued by many disasters. When the economy was underdeveloped, people did not have enough to eat, and many people even starved to death.

I once saw someone with a heartbroken heart crying for his child who died of starvation on the side of the road in a deserted village.

Compared with the previous three paragraphs, these four sentences have a stronger impact!

Especially the last two sentences, a "I have seen", gave people a great visual impact, as if I really saw a desperate mother holding her dead child, crying loudly on the side of the road, and couldn't bear to see her. its buried.

Just thinking about it makes my heart ache.

"The Valley of the Eight Wilds
Every house is full of warehouses

When the rice is under the shade..."

Someone traveled all over the wilderness, looking for a strange millet, and wanted to save the common people in the world.

Now every household is full of grain.

When enjoying the shade under the rice...

Gu Xiaobai's synthesized voice became low again:
"The autumn wind is also - silent - but -"

On top of Gu Xiaobai's head, there appeared endless golden rice grains and an old man's old smiling face.

Seeing the old man, the audience fell silent!
"Damn it!" On the stage, Fu Wenyao burst into foul language.

Xiaobai is trying to kill me!
This last paragraph is too much!
On the stage, Gu Xiaobai took the lead, and the deep humming sounded again.

"En...nn—nn~→~~en..."

“En… nn—— nn~→~~en………”

"En...nn—nn~→~~en..."

“En… nn—— nn~→~~en………”

Over and over, over and over again...

The whole audience sang along.

over and over again.

Like a deep dirge, sung to the old man.

The old man who allows the whole world to enjoy the shade under the rice grains, so that there will be no hunger in this world anymore.

After a long time, Gu Xiaobai stopped playing, and the synthesized electronic sound over there had stopped.

But everyone off the stage is still humming over and over again.

don't want to stop.

Not willing to stop.

Gu Xiaobai exhaled lightly, then raised his head.

Overhead, through the twinkling stage lights and blinking LED screens, the moon was full.

After a long time, the humming sound finally stopped, and the scene was quiet.

In the silence, there was a sudden thunderous applause.

"Huh, huh, huh!"

and a frenzied shout:

"Xiaobai! Xiaobai! Xiaobai!!!!"

Gu Xiaobai bowed to the stage and said, "Thank you everyone."

After saying his thanks, he planned to close the notebook.

This is the end of the show.

"Wait, wait!" Brother An stopped him: "Don't go, you owe us an explanation!"

"Explanation?" Gu Xiaobai wondered.

"Tell us first, what are you? I think many people must be confused now." An Ge said, "What the hell is that singing just now? Is it you? Tell me honestly, is this you?" recording?"

"Uh... This is a neural network acoustic model made by Gu Xiaobai's laboratory. I used my previous works as the training database data and trained it, so it can imitate me to sing."

Gu Xiaobai explained.

"I still don't quite understand." Brother An shook his head, he is a liberal arts student, "Let me tell you, come and listen to me, right... This thing has learned your singing style, so it can sing instead of you?"

"Probably so, but it can't do this now because the time is too tight. I just finished its training until a few hours ago. I don't have time to make rhythm prediction and duration prediction modules for it. So it is not yet possible to give it a score and lyrics to sing automatically, and I need to manually adjust some parameters."

"Wait, wait, give it a score in the future, so it can sing by itself?" Brother An's eyes widened, "Xiaobai, tell me the truth, are you not planning to participate in the school song competition again? A robot to participate?"

"Pfft..." Gu Xiaobai burst into laughter, and then he thought about it carefully: "Hey, this is a good idea!"

Brother An: "... Xiaobai, don't go too far!"

The audience roared with laughter, and the previous gloomy atmosphere was swept away.

Then Gu Xiaobai looked down: "Actually, if you really do it well, everyone can sing like me in the future, even some people who have never been able to sing can sing."

Off the stage, Yan Mo cried and laughed, crying and laughing.

(The last stanza of this song is addressed to Mr. Yuan.)
(End of this chapter)