There was no more, Grandpa Zhou could only ask Teacher Ning for help: "I don't have your major in teaching. Teacher Ning, how do you think it is more appropriate to tell them?"

"I can only translate and translate it like this according to what Grandpa Zhou said." In terms of music and art, Ning Yunxi did not dare to compete with Grandpa Zhou, so he helped Grandpa Zhou translate it in Chinese and told his son and the others, "You can imagine that grandma stewed a bowl of big soup at home. If the bones are just too monotonous, then some white radish are added."

"I like to eat white radish." Leilei immediately responded to his mother's call to eat.

Little idiot, little nephew. Meng Chenjun rolled his eyes at his nephew. This is not a discussion on eating, but a metaphorical music.

However, after my sister-in-law's metaphor, he seemed to understand a little.

"Is this the case for my sister-in-law? The white radish is not delicious enough, so add some other food. For example, my grandmother likes to add cabbage, etc., and makes it into a stew in Northeast China."

"By the way." Ning Yunxi nodded to Xiao Si who had realized his family quickly.

Meng Chencheng looked at the fourth brother: The fourth brother is so smart. She sang well and was a little confused.

With the praise from my sister-in-law, Meng Chenjun immediately learned from it: "That is to say, we should make this music like a big stew, rich and delicious, and add everything."

"Not everything is added." Ning Yunxi slightly corrected Xiao Si's statement.

"I understand." Leilei raised his little hand and actively responded to his mother's call again, "It's to add delicious food."

This is about food, no one knows better than Xiao Ye.

Grandpa Zhou suddenly burst out laughing, and was moved by the cleverness of the kid Leilei: "That's right, right. Oh, he's too smart, really too smart."

Leilei's little face was a little red when his grandfather praised him, and he hid behind his mother: I only know how to eat, so I don't have to praise me.

Having said that, why did this female singer sing a harmony?

When it comes to singing harmony, generally speaking, several people sing together. Zhou Tianyao, who has been trained in the choir, is very clear, so this is why he reacts differently with Xiaoyao when he hears it. He knows what harmony is. The choir often has harmony training.

"The choirs originating in the West have several parts. Among them, each part may be used as harmony in the middle of a song. You can indeed understand harmony as soup and ingredients. The lead singer can imagine it as a big dish. Think about it, without soup and ingredients, is the main dish much inferior?" Grandpa Zhou combined the choir where his grandson stayed with the metaphor that Ning Yunxi just made.

Meng Chencheng nodded while listening. Her little girl had never been to the choir and had never sang harmony. She was very curious about all this. But the question now is, if this female singing harmony is a side dish, what is the main dish?

Grandpa Zhou smiled and pointed out: "She didn't sing with anyone, she just sang harmony. It can be treated as a simple soup without a main course."

Alas? Can this harmony be sung alone?
Chapter completed!