Heavenly Dao Formula Chapter 387: Idol never give up

"This..." Xia Fan coughed twice, "Are there any easier songs?"

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

The sound of the piano is up again.

But the result is no different from the first one.

Compared with the women in front of her, Miss Dragon’s singing talent is terribly low.

In order to confirm that it’s not the reason for the music itself, Xia Fan even tried to sing it himself, and the feedback he got was pretty good. Even Chi nodded slightly, "I didn’t expect you to sing well, compared to me. Not much difference."

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 in Xia." The latter whispered, "Whether it was in Penglai or on the way to six countries, I have never heard Master Chi sing any songs. Smiles are rarely shown, and only after coming to Jinxia City did they change. But..."

"But what?"

"It is recorded in the history books that there were also ancestors who sang loudly when it rained. The sound seemed to reach people's hearts like a magical power, and it attracted the whole city to sing together. As for whether it sounds good or not, it is not known. 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 obvious.

The lack of tone is Chi’s personal problem.

In classical music that is delicate and varied, this shortcoming will be infinitely magnified. It doesn't hurt 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.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, and a terrifying light appeared 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 suppress the people and hid the doubt in her heart, it would not change any facts. She walked closer to Xia Fan, and asked with a guilty conscience, "Is this plan... not good?"

"Only alternatives are available."

"...what is that?"

"A tune of a listener, it suits your style." Xia Fan muttered. 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 literati who control the right to speak in the field of folk art will care about tradition.

The people don't care about tradition so much.

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 when 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 is among the people. Summarizing the past and expounding the future in front of you can also make the people under the rule more aware of the future policies and the direction of life. Of course, this link of lighting is not necessary. After all, this is Jinxia City and should have its own unique way of celebration.

"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, migrants can easily integrate into the local area-anyway. For the two groups of people, the things they accept are fresh, and their cognitions naturally cannot open the gap."

If a place stays the same, the migrants will spontaneously gather together, so even in the past many years, it is difficult for them to truly become a 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 meet Jinxia Sign the covenant as soon as possible and open up trade, just like we did with the Noah Elves."

Xia Fan took the booklet, "How do you feel about it?"

"In principle, there is no problem. Just follow the template on the other side and sign another copy." Ning Wanjun seems to have considered this issue, "but Noah goes to Noah, and the silver star goes to the silver star, two covenants It can be similar, but not exactly the same."

"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. Where will they come out in the future? If you solve the problem, you won’t be able to overturn a boat with one shot.” ​​The princess thought, “Of course, there should be no obvious differences in treatment, otherwise Jinxia will be suspected of inciting internal disputes. You are not saying that the Bureau is preparing to make a portable road Cited?"

"That's called an ID card."

"In short, you may be able to 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 maintain a certain difference."

Xia Fan raised the corners of his mouth, and being able to take this detail into consideration shows that Princess Guangping has taken another step forward in the level of governance.

"I have no opinion."

He opened the book~IndoMTL.com~ while looking at it and asked, "Isn’t Silver Star’s Spirit Tree Seed exactly the same as Noah’s?"

"According to what the elves say, there are two or three differences." Ning Wanjun replied, "If the tree boats are farther apart, the difference between the seeds will be greater. They also said that the southern and northern ends of the world island The environment can be so different as to resemble two worlds, so there will be a division of labor in the production of the canoe in each area."

Is this the spirit tree exploring different evolutionary directions... 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 booklet, a special spherical fruit attracted his attention.

The elves call it the "Insect Catcher".

The size of this fruit looks similar to coconut, and its 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.