Siheyuan: Xu Damao, I want to go to the moon

Chapter 391 Singing, Love Song

"The price will come down sooner or later, within a few years." Xu Damao smiled and explained that these things will become popular among the public sooner or later, it just depends on the extent of imitation and technical cracking.

It is unlikely that his patents can be purchased domestically. Not to mention the issue of intellectual property protection, how big a market can there be in the domestic market?

I spent money to buy the patent but I can't make back my money.

As for foreign sales, China only has Hong Kong as a window. Other countries have embargoes on Chinese products, so you can't export. Even if someone comes to China specifically to purchase, the price... what's the difference between that and giving it away for free?

If the price can't be sold high, naturally there's no money to be made. What's the point of just supporting the workers in a factory?

Therefore, it is very likely that it is imitated domestically.

Of course, Xu Damao is not going to argue with these domestic manufacturers about the Chinese market, but after China joins the WTO, he will have to talk it over.

What about free license?

I've played this once before, what was the result?

It's better to turn a blind eye and go for it.

After Sha Zhu left the stage, Yan Bugui went on stage to perform another show - also a Peking Opera "The Empty City Scheme", but it was an excerpt of "I am watching the mountain scenery from the city tower", with the tune of Tan school's Xipi Erliu, which had a more unique flavor.

"I was watching the mountain scenery from the tower, and heard a commotion outside the city. The flags were waving in the air, and it turned out to be the soldiers sent by Sima..."

"...I have neither ambushes nor soldiers. Don't let your mind wander. Come, come, come, please come up to the city and listen to me play the piano..."

"well!"

"it is good!"

"Uncle Yan sings well!"

Yan Bugui was also proud of everyone's applause, which was the greatest recognition for Peking Opera fans. He even raised his chin provocatively towards Sha Zhu - when it comes to Peking Opera, we, as cultured people, are much better than you, a cook.

Sha Zhu was chewing fried soybeans on the side. There weren't any other snacks recently, so he was embarrassed and speechless. It was just an after-dinner entertainment program. Why did you, Old Man Yan, get so excited about it?

Is your desire to win so strong?

As for you?

Xu Damao took the tape back and played it again for everyone. The voice was indeed much better than Sha Zhu's, and won another round of applause.

"Can we still record, Damao?" someone asked.

"It's still early. This is divided into front and back. Each side can be recorded for an hour, which adds up to two hours."

"Where are we now?"

"Who else, come up and perform for a while and make everyone happy!"

Xu Damao greeted everyone. It had only been less than ten minutes of recording so far, so it was still a long way to go!

"Um, Brother Damao, can I sing a song?"

At this time, He Yushui walked forward shyly.

"Of course you can. Come on, Rainwater, sing with this."

Of course Xu Damao was very happy, so he took a microphone, connected it to a tape recorder, and handed it to He Yushui.

"Damn it, Damao, why didn't you take out the microphone earlier?"

"I just yelled at the top of my lungs until my voice broke. Did you do that on purpose?"

Shazhu is upset. You didn't tell me about this thing earlier and made me embarrassed. You, Xu Damao, have bad intentions!

Xu Damao rolled his eyes at him.

"The recorder has a built-in microphone, so it doesn't matter if you sing into it from a closer distance."

"But I only have one microphone. After you yell at it, it'll be covered in saliva. Give it to the next person—"

"It's not that I dislike you, but is your saliva dirty?"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone burst into laughter, smoked, ate soybeans and melon seeds, and yelled into the microphone with saliva flying. Thinking of that scene, everyone felt nauseous for no reason.

Sha Zhu looked unhappy, but when he saw that it was He Yushui holding the microphone and singing, and that she was his sister, he didn't care about it.

He Yushui blushed a little, but still plucked up the courage to step forward and take the microphone.

The song she performed was the interlude of last year's National Day tribute movie "Five Golden Flowers" - "Beside the Butterfly Spring", which is a king bomb in the eyes of young people.

As a tribute to the 10th anniversary of the National Day, the love theme and ethnic minority style are all plus points for this song.

On February 2nd last year, Xia Yan, then Minister of Culture, was personally asked to write a film set in Dali, Yunnan, reflecting the lives of ethnic minorities. Playwright Ji Kang finished the script of "Five Golden Flowers" within a week after receiving the task. Lei Zhenbang, who was the composer of the film, had been exposed to ethnic minority folk songs and suggested that Ji Kang change the dialogues in the script into duets.

Then, this song became extremely popular.

Previously, Xu Damao and Liu Lan’s "Flowing Stream in the Little River" also used folk songs as the keynote for the same reason.

What is national is also global.

After the movie was released, this lyrical song with a strong ethnic style was widely loved by people and became a tourist attraction of Yunnan and Dali. Cangshan Mountain, Erhai Lake, Bai Nationality and Butterfly Spring have all become romantic attractions that people yearn for.

But it’s hard to say whether it’s a good time to travel. Lou Xiao’e said before that she wanted to go.

But it’s not long since I gave birth, and there’s famine in the country. Do you want to travel?

Why?

Even He Yushui, who was watching the movie with him at the time, had shining eyes, but Xu Damao did not have an anchor point there. It would be convenient to go there alone, but it would be very inconvenient to bring others with him.

All I can say is that after the three years of natural disasters are over, if there is a chance, I will take everyone on a trip again.

But there is still a problem. We brought Lou Xiao'e and He Yushui, but not Li Mingmei, Qin Huairu, Zhang Guafu and Liu Lan. This doesn't make sense.

The children can be taken care of by the elderly, but what about Hu Zi from Widow Zhang's side, and Qin Jingru and Xiaodang from Qin Huairu's side?

Xu Damao has a lot of lumps on his head.

He couldn't, a man, go out with so many beauties. Something bad would definitely happen.

My thoughts returned to the scene. I had already pressed the record button, and the song of the rain began to sound.

"Dali is so beautiful in March. It's a good place to dress up by the Butterfly Spring. Butterflies are flying here to collect nectar. Why are you combing your hair? Butterflies are flying here to collect nectar. Why are you combing your hair?"

He Yushui was just about to continue singing the male part, but Xu Damao inexplicably started singing along.

Just kidding, he is a projectionist. He has a system that can save any image in 4K, so there is no reason why he doesn't know how to sing. The rhythm of the song is quite simple. He can sing it after showing the movie once.

To be frank, he has no problem adapting a DJ version of BBOX on the spot now.

"The water of Butterfly Spring is so clear, I throw a stone to test the depth. I want to pick flowers but I am afraid of the thorns, so I wander around with a restless heart."

He Yushui: "If you want to pick flowers, don't be afraid of thorns. If you want to sing, don't ask too many questions. If you want to cast a net, don't be afraid of water. It's easy to recognize each other when you meet."

Xu Damao: "The sunbird flew over the top of a high mountain, leaving behind a string of ringing bells. My sister gave me a golden purse, and I am your lover!"

He Yushui: "Swallows carry mud to build nests. It is hard to express affection or indifference. Friendship should be like the flowing water. Brother Chaolu, don't learn from it!"

Xu Damao: "My ancestors have been blacksmiths for three generations. They refine good steel that will not rust. My heart is as steadfast as steel. Sister, please do not misjudge me. I will give you a steel knife to wear. The steel knife is a good testimony. The snow on Cangshan Mountain melts and Erhai Lake dries up. It is difficult to break a good steel blade."

He Yushui: "Olives are delicious and have a sweet aftertaste. Open the moss and drink the mountain spring water. Don't tell me your vows yet. We will meet next year. Next year, flowers will bloom and butterflies will fly. If you are willing, I will come to meet you again. I will find Jinhua at the foot of Cangshan Mountain. Jinhua is my sister. I will find Jinhua at the foot of Cangshan Mountain. Jinhua is my sister."

Xu Damao sang happily, He Yushui blushed, and Lou Xiaoe felt resentful——

Silly He Daqing——

Going crazy!