Vol 2 Chapter 26: Chinatown

. "Peacock flies southeast, can't fly to the end of the world, all kinds of love and tenderness and lovesickness become gray ..." The gentle song rang gently on the streets where people came and went, and the lyrics of the ancient poetry rhyme made many The Chinese turned their heads to the street over there. Although most of them spoke Cantonese or Min Nan, it did not prevent them from listening to the song adapted from this ancient poem.
But when they saw the singer, they were all stunned, and that American girl dressed as a cowboy was singing in Chinese with a guitar! I still sing it perfectly, which makes people feel fresh and weird.
"I would like a lover to drink a river of water ..." At this point, the song has arrived , the light voice is not tasteful, and the lyrics are a good combination of pop and ancient poetry, and suddenly people forget her It looks like she continues to listen to her singing, and even many white people are attracted by this singing.
After the song was completed, the Chinese people around them applauded. Angela bowed slightly. She completely let go of singing this time. "Peacock Flying Southeast" is also very suitable for the accompaniment of a guitar accompaniment, so the effect is surprising. OK, of course, as for what Brother Tu will do in the future, this is not her consideration.
At this time, several Chinese youths around yelled a few words, all in Cantonese. Angela Lianmeng guessed and heard that she might be praised for singing well. She smiled and said in Mandarin: "Sorry, I don't Cantonese is spoken, so I can only say thank you for your compliments. "
The people around me were all surprised. As an American girl, I can speak a few sentences of Cantonese and some can speak a few sentences of Mandarin, but I can speak such a well-rounded Mandarin and sing so beautifully. There are ancient Chinese songs, but it is a very magical existence, so the people around the people immediately opened their mouths and channeling Cantonese emerged. But this time she was speaking very quickly, and Angela didn't understand at all, so she smiled apologetically. Shrug, and then pluck the guitar strings again.
"From that distant seaside, you slowly disappear ..." The girl sang again, but a song "The Sea" performed exactly the same taste as Zhang Yusheng, appearing more romantic and innocent. So after the end was a warm applause, while the girl smiled Yingying spread her wings and stretched her arms, doing a standard boxing action. I never imagined how funny this action would be with this dress.
However, the Chinese in the surrounding area just laughed in good faith, then dropped the coins in the guitar case on the ground, and then Angela took a fist again, put away the guitar case, squeezed Natalie and Scarlett: "Well, don't stand silly, we should go!"
Following the wave of hands with the crowd, they continued to go deep into Chinatown with their applause. After their silhouette disappeared, someone suddenly patted their heads: they do n’t understand Cantonese, they can communicate in English!
Angela, who had gone far, didn't realize it at this time. She also had to face Scarlett's cross-examination.
"You just spoke Chinese and sang Chinese songs, didn't you?" Scarlett looked at Angela with her hands on her hips. "It's the last one I know, right?"
"Well. Nat doesn't know ..." Angela wanted to find a shield. But Natalie immediately set herself aside: "Hey. I know you can speak Chinese. But you never sang a Chinese song in front of me."
"Look, you see. I'm right!" Scarlett said immediately.
Angela would like to say that Avril does not know. But at this moment she was a little angry: "Manny. Even the best friends. There will be things that don't know each other in this way. You can't blame me for not telling you something in some way. It's not fair!"
Scarlett opened her mouth. He didn't speak anymore. Then I'll leave my head. Angela looked at her like this. Could not help but sigh gently in the belly. She could vaguely guess why. I seemed a little excited just now.
Okay. Natalie came out again to round the field again: "Okay. It's noon. Let's go eat something. Earned at least 4 dollars just now. That's enough for our little luxury."
"Okay. So what shall we eat?" Angela followed the conversation.
"How about Chinese food?" Scarlett cried at the moment. "I once ate with my dad in a Chinese restaurant in Brooklyn. It tastes very good. I like the chicken with lemon juice!"
"Chicken with lemon juice? Manny, are you going to a real Chinese restaurant?" Angela rolled her eyes.
"Of course, at least their signboard says so." Scarlett shrugged. "Is there anything wrong?"
"Listen to me, my dear, the so-called real Chinese food, even in Chinatown, there are few, because no matter what food comes from one place to another, it will be localized, and it is almost impossible to eat authentic Chinese food. It's possible. "Angela said with a shaking finger, and added in her heart: this is the result of my visits to Chinese restaurants around the world.
"Then what shall we eat?" Natalie smiled secretly at the two in front of her, then interjected.
"Don't worry, look for a takeaway in a nearby Chinese restaurant, maybe there are one or two delicious snacks." Angela clapped her hands and said.
"Put the fate of lunch in your hands? I don't hope." Scarlett said exaggeratedly, covering her forehead.
"You're waiting to look good." Angela raised her eyebrows, and the two looked at each other with a smile.
In the end, the three girls settled their lunch with siu mai, xiaolong buns, and mung bean cake. Angela was very fortunate to find a Chinese restaurant with more authentic snacks, but she said it was more authentic because at least she had never been in her previous life. Have eaten siu mai with cream.
After deliberately picking a few vegetarian fillings for Natalie, everyone sat together on a bench in the Confucius Square and discussed issues while eating, such as why the bronze statue of the old man had such a long beard and whether the Chinese beard was so Long, Angela had to do literacy work for the two of them, but the most talked about was the Chinese song sung before.
"What song do you sing, do you have a name? Although I don't understand, it still sounds good."
"Well, the name is a peacock flying to the southeast. It is a famous poem in ancient China. I just adapted it."
"That means you wrote this song?"
"Well ... yes. You can think so, nat."
"I never thought you would write Chinese songs."
"What is unexpected? I also wrote French songs!"
"But I heard that Chinese is the most difficult foreign language in the world."
"Just one, let me tell you, Manny, I not only know Chinese but also learn Chinese instruments!"
Angela didn't expect that she just casually said that Scarlett had to pull her in to see her and introduce her to her when she passed by a Chinese musical instrument store.
It was a small humble shop at the corner. Originally, Angela planned to stop being a street performer, and went back to Long Island in the other two blocks, but at the corner, Scarlett just saw that Angela in the cupboard had painted her name for her. With? Oh, the instrument of "Gu Sheng", so you must go in and take a look at it. Angela can't beat her, so she has to go in and take a look together.
The shop is not large, with a flat sign hanging on it, with only one Chinese character: rhyme! Looks fluttering freely. Angela, the guy who learns half a bucket of water from the Chinese school, can recognize it. It's impossible to see what font.
It's organized. The decoration is completely Chinese style, antique and antique, with everything from classical Chinese musical instruments, including guqin, zither, and erhu pipa, except for the bells that are too old. It can be said that there is everything.
"Excuse me, is there anything I can do for you?" The owner is a middle-aged Chinese man in his forties, and when he saw Angela they were embarrassed and still smiled and said in English.
"Let's just see, my two friends are more interested in Chinese classical instruments." Angela responded with a smile.
"Then please watch slowly." The owner nodded and made a pleased gesture.
Natalie and Scarlett had already been curious by Angela just now, and they also drew a lot of drawings of musical instruments for them to see. Immediately verified, Angela stood looking around in the middle. These, Most of the instruments have been used. Not a mastery. But it's not difficult to play one or two pieces of music. Suddenly she was attracted by a word on the wall, and she unknowingly read out, "The west wind blows the old Dongting waves, and Xiangjun has a lot of white hair all night. After drunk, I don't know the sky is in the water. "
After reading it, she nodded afterwards. If it was someone else ’s poem, even if it was Li Baidufu ’s, she would n’t respond, but this title
Qingcao Lake in Longyang County
gave She was too impressed, not only because she liked the mood of the poem, but also because the author Tang Wenru did not even have a biography in history, leaving only this poem.
"Your Chinese is good." An old and powerful voice rang out at the door. Angela looked at it. An old man in a white Tang suit appeared at the door. Hua Hua with his head full of energy appeared sharp and sharp eyes. Is falling on himself, behind him is a young Chinese man in his twenties, usually dressed, but eyes and nose, nose and heart, as if he did not care about everything, very strong, is the nephew of the old man?
"You've passed the prize, I'm just an ordinary girl who likes Chinese culture." Angela said with a polite smile, until she saw that the two girls outside were dazed, and then realized that the two sentences were in Mandarin. Yes.
"Mr. Li, how are you?" The shop owner was busy welcoming at this time, and looked very respectful.
The old man nodded to him, and then looked at the girl: "Did you say the award just now? Well, I didn't expect it to be not only good, but also authentic, and more standard than most Chinese."
Angela vomited her tongue secretly. Without much talk, she didn't think the old man's words were excessive. On the contrary, there was a kind of kindness, just like granddaughter and grandpa.
At this moment the old man glanced at the poem on the wall: "Do you understand?"
"Yes." The girl nodded, remembering as much as possible about the analysis of the poem.
Who knew that the old man did not continue to ask, but pointed around: "Do you use all these instruments?"
Angela nodded, so nodded.
"Will Erhu?"
Nodded.
The old man smiled slightly and looked at the owner.
"It's okay, you pick it up." The owner smiled.
"Thank you, Lao Xu." The old man nodded, then looked at the youth around him: "View the water, you can choose a handy one for this lady to try."
"Yes, Master." The young man replied respectfully, and chose to hand the old redwood erhu to Angela on the shelf where the erhu was placed.
The girl was inexplicable for a while and wondered why the old man wanted her to try to pull the erhu, but it didn't seem to matter. Natalie and Scarlett both looked at the movie on one side, so she pulled it. She shrugged her shoulders, took a place, and sat down and tried a few sounds, thinking about what to pull, because the erhu's tone is usually desolate, so she did n’t spend much time on it. What's so good
Suddenly a thought came out of her head, her eyes brightened, she held back her smile, and began to pull up. Every time the music sounded, everyone was stunned. Natalie and Scarlett were nothing, but this The three Chinese people were really surprised. When can Erhu play such a playful music? The youth blurted out: "Super Mario ?!"
That ’s right, this is a section that Angela has heard in previous lives. Based on the game music of "Super Mario", the erhu tunes are very interesting, so I was quite impressed. I immediately used the erhu in my hand. Played.
The song is not long. It lasted about 3 minutes. After finishing the last note, Angela jumped up and bowed to the old man: "Thank you Erhu."
Followed by pulling Natalie and Scarlett out and not leaving, God knew that the slightly weird old man would continue to ask himself what to do, although it felt very kind.
The old man did not stop them, but watched them leave, and then the young man around him suddenly found that his unsmiling teacher was smiling justly and smiled very pleasantly, which surprised him, but soon the old man frowned and muttered The sentence: "No, her eyes ..."
Then he turned to look at the youth: "View the water, I want you to follow them and take them back, and then tell me where they live, especially the girl in a cowboy hat."
The young man opened his mouth and finally asked nothing, but nodded and replied, "Yes!"
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