"Master...
my loving father...
The God I believe in…”
When Wu Qingchen was feeling emotional, Andre had already sung the first section of the hymn three times.
"Okay, that's how to sing it... Rose, try to learn it once."
"Well..." Wu Qingchen hesitated for a moment: "I can't sing well..."
"It's okay, just try..."
Since it was the first time to teach others in such a serious way, little Andre Yijing tried to imitate the pastor's usual tone of encouragement, but when he really said it, he was very jerky, "Well... try... um! Just sing whatever you want! You can sing whatever you want... It doesn't matter how you sing."
"All right!"
Wu Qingchen nodded, took a deep breath, and opened his mouth, "Master... !... &%*... ￥..."
Apart from the accurate pronunciation of the first two syllables, Wu Qingchen sang the following part in a mess.
To describe it specifically, if such a singing style is placed on the earth, if there is any misfortune in the timing, it will probably cause the neighbors to call the police.
With such an effect, Little Andre nodded again and again, very satisfied.
This is normal, and Andre knows that for teenagers who have never left the village of Akeli, "singing hymns" is almost never experienced in daily life.
"Singing", in which the exaggerated intonation changes and elongated pronunciation, will definitely make Wu Qingchen/Loss suffer a lot when they are "first" exposed to the "singing" mode.
What's more, apart from the difficult tones, little Andre also knew that for Wu Qingchen/Loss, it was probably the first time he had heard many words in the hymn.
In this way, the two already quite troublesome difficulties were superimposed, and Wu Qingchen was able to sing the very first part so well that it didn't turn into "hum haha" until the end. In just a few months, you can in turn teach your smart children how to count.
After listening to Wu Qingchen's "singing", and recalling the situation when the pastor taught himself at that time, Little Andre looked at Wu Qingchen with a smile on his face, "It's very good, although some parts of singing are not very accurate..."
"Yes..." Wu Qingchen admitted honestly: "Singing is not good... it is really difficult..."
"No, that's not what it means..." Andre shook his head vigorously, "It's really good to be able to sing like this for the first time... As for those inaccurate places, don't worry about them now... "
"Oh?" Wu Qingchen asked suspiciously, "Then what should I do? What should I do first?"
"When the pastor taught me before, I asked the same question... The teacher said: You must first know how to read every word of the hymn..." Probably worried that Wu Qingchen would lose confidence, Andre directly quoted the pastor's original words To add persuasiveness, "...you need to understand the story of the hymn first. Then you can sing it accurately."
"Well! So that's how it is..." Wu Qingchen first nodded vigorously in cooperation, paused for a while, and continued following Andre's meaning: "If you think so, it's right... I thought just now that these things won't If you read it, it is really too difficult to sing... like... like... Smefeu... here it is difficult to sing... "
"Smefeu... this word means family, help... um... wait, no..." Little Andre quickly shook his head, then raised his head slightly, recalling carefully, "...it should be family... help... don't get angry, Care, everyone... well, no... besides these, there should be many other good meanings... wait a minute... "
"... Well, how about this, Los..." After thinking for a while, little Andre still didn't know what to do before he could explain the word clearly to Wu Qingchen, so he said a little vaguely: "...In this way, you remember that it is A lot of 'help', 'people', 'happy' all together, and many, many other meanings of 'good', so it's almost ok...”
very good!
Wu Qingchen was refreshed.
Wu Qingchen, and the earth behind Wu Qingchen, are waiting for these words from little Andre.
Calculated in the time of the medieval world, as early as 20 or 30 days ago, with the full help of experts in dozens of disciplines such as language, literature, history, and religion, Wu Qingchen had already translated "Simefeu" in his mind. It has become the "benevolence" that should be quite accurate.
However, at this moment, for Andre's calculations, what the earth side represented by Wu Qingchen is precisely not accurate.
Rather vague.
Little Andre didn't realize at all that when he said the words just now, it was equivalent to authorizing and signing an endorsement for Wu Qingchen's self-interpretation of the word "Smefeu".
This is also the biggest reason why Wu Qingchen didn't go directly to the priest to learn hymns.
Compared with the pastor, Andre Jr.'s "authorization" and "endorsement" are naturally quite weak.
But in any case, as the only staff member of the church in the village of Akeli, this kind of strength is enough for Wu Qingchen to put a layer on his theoretical source and practical foundation when he implements "directed teaching" after a period of time. Holy cloak.
That’s right, the earth team is going to tamper with the “song” as a powerful reason and source of skills to persuade Wu Qingchen’s family members and other close objects in the medieval world to learn standard actions to improve labor efficiency.
Of course, with the help of experts in many disciplines, when Wu Qingchen actually started to tamper with the "song", he would definitely choose a low-key adjustment plan with the smallest changes in length, the most subtle changes in angles, and as close to the original intention as possible.
"oh oh… "
As soon as Andre finished reading, Wu Qingchen immediately repeated: "'help', 'people', 'happy', and many, many 'good', these are almost the meanings..."
"Yes." Andre was very satisfied, "Loss, you remember very well."
"En! I will remember it well!" Wu Qingchen nodded vigorously, looking extremely serious: "...Then what does 'Lige Kewu' mean?"
"Well..." Seeing that Wu Qingchen accepted his explanation without any hesitation, little Andre felt a burst of intense satisfaction in his chest.
"Ligokwu...means 'believe', 'true', 'father', 'give', and many, many other meanings of 'send'..."
"En!" Wu Qingchen nodded vigorously again, and repeated seriously: "Lige Kewu is..."
very good! And got the right to interpret "faith".
"Yes... well..."
Waiting for Wu Qingchen to finish his retelling, Little Andre asked: "The meaning of the first stanza of the hymn should be almost the same now, shall I sing it again for you?"
"it is good."
Andrei started singing: "Master..."
"what!"
After singing two syllables, next to Andre, Wu Qingchen suddenly stopped, and raised his voice and called out: "Be careful!"
"What's wrong?" Andre quickly stopped.
"There..." Wu Qingchen tilted his head to indicate the front, following Wu Qingchen's gaze, Little Andre looked over.
As soon as he cast his gaze, little Andre immediately felt that there seemed to be something strange about this place.
"this place… "
Little Andre pondered for a while, and heard Wu Qingchen's next words in his ears: "... Be careful in this place! Andre, look... this place is a bit high, very similar to the mud steps just now, when you pass by , don't fall..."
"what!"
After listening to Wu Qingchen's words, little Andre looked over carefully, and immediately felt that the location Wu Qingchen indicated was indeed the place with the largest height difference between ten steps nearby.
Once he realized this, the scene of falling two years ago instantly magnified in little Andre's mind.
In front of this position that he had never paid attention to before, the cover-up on his body was suddenly lifted, revealing the original dangerous face.
I've never paid attention to this place!
"Well!" Andre took a deep breath: "Don't worry, I will be careful!"
Carrying the water jar, moving carefully, with a high degree of concentration, Little Andre took every step steadily, spending several times more time than other places, and finally walked through this short section smoothly.
After walking a dozen more steps, Little Andre finally regained his composure and relaxed again.
"Loth, thank you." At this time, little Andre looked at Wu Qingchen gratefully: "... Fortunately, you reminded me, alas, I was so careless."
"It's nothing..." Wu Qingchen shook his head, using this posture to slightly turn his head away, keeping his eyes out of Andre's field of vision.
Ashamed!
I am ashamed!
Wu Qingchen sighed imperceptibly.
Wu Qingchen's sudden stop just now and the subsequent detailed reminder were not out of good intentions at all, but a deliberately created emergency to interrupt little Andre's coherent train of thought.
Regardless of the people on earth or the aborigines of the medieval world, when normal people form memories, once an originally coherent event is interrupted in the middle, it will easily become the first half of a certain event in the impression in the mind. The sudden accident in the middle, plus the second half of the incident, these three independent fragments.
Obviously, this kind of three-stage independent segment, when recalled after a period of time, must be much more difficult than recalling a coherent execution to the end.
What's more, when Wu Qingchen interrupted little Andre just now, he deliberately chose another relatively high drop point, and used carefully designed language to exert strong psychological hints on little Andre, making him walk in the mind. The focus of memory during this journey is from the perspective of "danger" and "caution", so that I put all the specific content I once taught Wu Qingchen into a relatively secondary memory position in my mind.
This is one of the trump cards used by the former director of the purchasing department of a large state-owned enterprise to confuse the memory of the service party in his proficient "learning of collecting money and not doing things".
Wu Qingchen's "interruption" just now, as well as the location of the "hint" chosen were also planned by this gentleman, and then perfected by hundreds of other subject experts.
The well-designed steps succeeded again, but Wu Qingchen didn't feel any complacency in his heart.
Only shame.
and sigh.
However, there is no intolerance.
Little Andre, only 13 years old.
Poor indeed.
However, behind me, there are hundreds of millions, less than 13 years old.
They are even more pitiful.
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fortunately…
Wu Qingchen thought to himself: Andre, this time, the earth has indeed used "accepting money but not doing things" on you... However, for your future, the earth has prepared a price that will definitely satisfy you.
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