Autumn in Paris is very long.
The clear sky in summer is slowly covered by white clouds in the breeze. Before you know it, the unique blue sky and white clouds in autumn become the main theme.
Those clouds drifted across the center of the sky at a speed visible to the naked eye, sometimes covering the sun, and suddenly pouring golden rays of light down through the gaps, shrouding the entire city in magical light and shadow changes.
Jiang Bai came out of the subway exit of Ninth Bridge Station, humming a French song he just learned today, and walked along the already familiar road to the "Little Jasmine Road No. 6" bar.
Since he learned the French version of "Blue Lotus" in the Sino-French Salon last time, he has been fascinated by the feeling of singing in French.
God gave the most beautiful writing to Chinese, the most beautiful pronunciation to Italian, and the most beautiful songs to French.
Jiang Bai no longer remembers where he saw this sentence. At first he didn't take it seriously, he just felt that Chinese is unparalleled in every aspect. It wasn't until he heard an affectionate confession in an Italian movie and watched "The Spring of the Cowherd Class" that he had to admit that there was indeed a reason for this sentence.
Especially now he feels that singing in French is a kind of enjoyment.
When those gentle air currents swirled under his tongue, when he tightened the muscles of his cheeks, raised his lips, and spit out each syllable, he could feel as if he was kissing the elf in the music.
Jiang Bai hummed softly all the way to the bar.
He arrived a bit late today, and many people who came to the salon were already seated in the bar. Jiang Bai bought a glass of aloe liqueur at the bar, and walked inside with his schoolbag.
Yabu raised his head from the booth in the deepest part of the bar and waved to him.
At this time, someone pushed the door and came in, causing an uproar in the audience.
I saw the French guy who had just walked into the bar holding a large bouquet of roses, smiling happily, and walked straight to a round table where girls were sitting.
The girls booed immediately and let out a blond girl in the middle.
The French guy handed the roses: "Happy birthday, Reyna!"
The girl named Lena took the rose, leaned forward and kissed the boy, and said with a smile, "Thank you! I'm so happy!"
Chen Lijie sent two glasses of pink sparkling wine winkingly to congratulate Lena on her birthday.
Jiang Bai sat down opposite Yabu, and asked with a smile: "In France, can you send roses on your birthday?"
"You can give roses anytime, as long as the other party likes it." Yabu replied.
"I thought roses were only for Valentine's Day." Jiang Bai shrugged.
Yabu shook his head and said with a smile: "Actually, roses bloom in summer, and only the blazing sun can make them bloom so enthusiastically. Compared with bouquets, I prefer red roses blooming on branches. Their fragrance is like the sweetest wine so intoxicating... ”
After Jiang Bai heard this passage, he blinked a little blankly.
He didn't quite get it.
Yabu was obviously aware of this, so he gave a low laugh and said simply: "The roses are beautiful, and I like them too."
"Hey! Yabu! My girlfriend wants to hear your song!"
Suddenly someone called Yabu loudly, Jiang Bai looked back, it was the boy who gave roses to his girlfriend just now.
"As a birthday gift, this request is not too much, right?" He put his arms around Reina's shoulders and said loudly, and several French people beside him immediately booed.
Yabu leaned back on the chair behind him, and lazily said, "I haven't sung for a long time... Let my students sing one for you, and it will be our birthday present to Reina!"
After finishing speaking, he took out his guitar from behind the deck and stuffed it into Jiang Bai's hand.
"If you don't mind, go and sing them "Leina's Lavender", and I'll buy you a drink when I come back!" Yabu said, blinking at Jiang Bai quickly.
Jiang Bai was a little helpless holding the guitar, but the other party's words had already been spoken, and he was not such a hypocritical person, so it was no big deal to just do a friend a favor.
He picked up the guitar and said: "I want to drink golden champagne!" He turned and went on the stage.
"Lena's Lavender" is actually the French version of "To Youth", a track adapted by Fred's band. After learning the French version of "Blue Lotus" last time, Yabu taught Jiang Bai this song again.
Naturally, as a reward, Jiang Bai also taught Yabu to sing the original Chinese version.
Jiang Bai was sitting on a chair on the stage, gently plucking the strings with his fingers. After a warm and soft prelude passed, he slowly opened his mouth and said:
In the sunny hut, the aroma of cinnamon blows over the drums in the house, and Reina falls asleep sweetly with her belly bare.
In her dream, the ground was full of lavender.
She was wearing a small lace dress, and the green Earle River flowed like time around her.
She walked every path and saw miracles at every step.
When the purple sea of flowers tried its best to grow toward the sun, her heart was suddenly filled with courage.
Surrounded by bees, she stared and searched, then cut off her favorite purple flower and brought it home...
This story about sweet dreams is very simple and gentle, without the slight sadness hidden under the passionate youth in the Chinese version of "To Youth". Coupled with the beautiful melody and the tactful pronunciation of French, it reveals an intoxicating sweetness.
When Jiang Bai sang the phrase "Every step you take, you can see a miracle", his eyes narrowed slightly, looking at Yabu who was sitting in the far corner.
Yabu was lazily sitting on the sofa, but his eyes were fixed on him intently, and there seemed to be an uncontrollable surge in his eyes, which would burst out in the next second.
Jiang Bai's heart beat faster from that gaze, but he didn't look away. Instead, he boldly looked at Yabu across almost the entire bar, and the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously, pouring all his emotions into the singing:
"When the purple sea of flowers tried its best to grow towards the sun, her heart was suddenly filled with courage—"
Yabu got up suddenly, separated the crowd intoxicated by Jiang Bai's singing, walked onto the stage, and took the microphone from Jiang Bai's hand.
"A good day is beautiful, but what a day, whoever works hard for whom is sweet—"
Seeing Yabu come on stage, the audience in the audience whistled and applauded frantically.
Jiang Bai lowered his head, twirled the strings, and continued to make music for Yabu.
After singing a section, Yabu put down the microphone and led Jiang Bai off the stage. The children around were almost crazy, and kept yelling for the two to play another song.
Yabu gave Chen Lijie a wink, and Chen Lijie got up, announcing that the time had come and the Sino-French salon would start soon.
Jiang Bai was led by Yabu's wrist to the booth in the corner, and someone immediately came up to chat with them. After a while, Chen Lijie brought a glass of golden champagne and put it in front of Jiang Bai, and then sat beside him, and those "idle people and others" left one after another.
"I'm just kidding, do you really have golden champagne here?" Jiang Bai looked at the champagne on the table, a little dumbfounded.
"Now it's time to speak French." Chen Lijie said seriously, but he switched to Chinese after speaking, and put his arms around Jiang Bai's neck to tease, "Since my brother ordered, even if there is no one in the store, I can get it for you! Hey, how about Come to our bar to sing? The golden champagne is enough!"
Jiang Bai sneered and pushed Chen Lijie away from him.
"Lijie, get me a Gibson." Yabu said suddenly.
Chen Lijie immediately left his seat and went to the bar, only Jiang Bai and Yabu were left in the booth in the corner.
"Why did you suddenly go up to sing again just now, don't you want to sing?" Jiang Bai randomly found a topic.
Ya Bu stared into Jiang Bai's eyes, and after a while, he laughed: "Just now a girl called Guan Leina asked for a rose."
He seemed to be talking about something else, and Jiang Bai was a little baffled.
"I guess he wanted to give it to you." Yabu added.
Jiang Bai felt incredible: "Really? Am I singing so well?"
Yabu stretched out his hand to flick Jiang Bai's bangs, and said with a smile: "Your singing is beautiful... and you are also beautiful, I'm starting to be jealous."
This action brought up a slight wind, and the smell of oriental woody perfume on Yabu's body rushed into Jiang Bai's nasal cavity. Jiang Bai shook the hand holding the champagne glass and almost spilled the wine. He immediately lowered his head and took a sip in a concealed manner, and began to organize in his mind how to respond to Yabu's flirting in French.
He is now convinced of the look he saw on the stage, that Yabu is indeed like-minded as he guessed, and he should like him.
At least, he likes his skin and voice.
Before Jiang Bai could find a suitable phrase, Yabu spoke again: "Are there any children?"
In French, the literal translation of male and female friends is "children". Because nouns are divided into male and female, there is a difference between male and female. However, the word "friend" begins with a vowel and ends with a vowel, and it is sung with the word "small" in front of it. The Yin and Yang can only be seen when it is written. It is only from the pronunciation that it is "boyfriend". Or "girlfriend" would do. (Note)
Jiang Bai knew that this was a temptation, so he spelled out very clearly and added an article that could express Yin and Yang in front of "children", and replied: "I used to have a boyfriend, but they separated long ago."
Yabu's laughter came over immediately, with an almost imperceptible relaxation. He also looked less tense, leaning casually on the soft back of the booth, staring at Jiang Bai playfully.
"What about you?" Jiang Bai asked.
He is now trying to suppress his heartbeat that is about to fly, but it seems that there is no good result.
"I did too, but I'm single now."
Yabu replied with a smile, but avoided mentioning the gender of his former lover, which made Jiang Bai feel like he was deliberately molested—the other party must be waiting for him to ask.
So he satisfied Yabu: "Is it your boyfriend?"
Yabu laughed loudly, nodded, and teased, "You're quite perceptive."
After finishing speaking, he glanced at Jiang Bai again, and asked him the moment he picked up the cup to drink, "Have you ever had sex?"
Jiang Bai was so calculated that he almost spit out a sip of wine. He tried his best to maintain his image, but he choked on the wine in his nasal cavity, his face flushed immediately, tears flowed out, and he coughed quite heart-piercingly.
Chen Lijie came over with a cocktail glass at this time, handed Gibson to Yabu, and reached out to pat Jiang Bai's back.
"What's the matter? Don't be so anxious, I said that as long as you come here to sing, golden champagne is enough!"
Jiang Bai cursed with a smile, reached out and pulled a tissue to wipe his tears.
Yabu raised his eyebrows at Chen Lijie, Chen Lijie's eyes rolled around between the two of them, and he immediately walked away with interest.
Jiang Bai looked at Yabu, and from the narrow expression on the other side's face, he could see that he did not give up waiting for the answer to the question just now.
This kind of sexual hint on the bright side inexplicably made Jiang Bai suddenly have the courage to fight. He licked his lips and said: "Hands and mouth, there is nothing else."
Sure enough, the next second, Yabu leaned forward and whispered in his ear, "Do you want to try something else?"
This is so exciting!
Jiang Bai's heart began to beat violently. He resisted the movement of dodging backwards, and forced his legs to overlap naturally to conceal his uncontrollable body changes. He could feel the heat on his face, and an almost dizzying surge of excitement ran from his tailbone to his scalp.
Yabu still kept his leaning forward posture, the dim but dazzling lights of the bar were reflected in his astonishingly blue eyes, which made people feel fascinated.
Jiang Bai had an impulse in his heart, and almost agreed.
But he still controlled himself.
When he chose to study in France, he had a daydream of developing a relationship with a foreign country. Now suddenly there is such an opportunity in front of him, and it is still such a bold and direct invitation, but Jiang Bai feels the danger.
What he wants is an exotic relationship, not an exotic one-night stand.
Although with Yabu's appearance and demeanor, even if there is only one night of tenderness between the two, Jiang Bai will feel that he is favored by the goddess of luck. But right now, he still wants to fight for something more and longer than one night.
"It was a bit sudden." He took a sip of his wine and said, "I don't know. I have to think about it."
Yabu laughed, leaned back in his chair, raised his chin and said, "Then write down my cell phone number, don't you need to think about it?"
"No, I can remember it now." Jiang Bai immediately took out his phone.
Yabu raised his eyebrows, took care of Jiang Bai's hearing, slowed down and reported the numbers: "Zero six, forty nine, twenty seven, thirty three..."
Jiang Bai entered according to the number two digits.
Yabu began to read the last set of numbers: "Four..."
Jiang Bai hit "four".
"...a twenty..."
Jiang Bai deleted "four" and changed it to "eight".
"... another eighteen."
Jiang Bai went crazy: "Oh! Ninety-eight!" (Note)
He deleted the "eight" again and entered the last two digits of the phone number: nine, eight.
When he raised his head again, he clearly saw the flashing smile in Yabu's eyes.
"You speak so slowly on purpose!" Jiang Bai said angrily.
Yabu laughed, apologized and said, "I'm sorry, because Lijie always complained to me about the composition of French numbers in the past, I just wanted to tease you, no malice!"
Jiang Bai finally couldn't hold back and laughed out, cursing: "Yes! The composition of French numbers is simply mentally retarded!"
The atmosphere became relaxed because of Yabu's joke, and neither of the two mentioned the highly suggestive conversation just now. Jiang Bai called Yabu on his mobile phone and asked the other party to save his number.
At the end of the Sino-French salon that day, Chen Lijie suddenly jumped onto the stage to announce the theme activities of the salon next month.
"We will hold a concert in the salon next month. Everyone is welcome to come on stage and sing your favorite songs, but there is a premise that Chinese people must sing French songs, and French people must sing Chinese songs. Anyone want to sign up? If so, remember to report to me the songs you selected during the several salon activities during the period, and I will find the soundtrack, of course we also welcome your own soundtrack!"
Immediately someone asked off the field: "Are Yabu and Jiang Bai singing?"
Chen Lijie glanced at the booth in the corner of the bar, and said with a smile: "Sing, they must sing! And it will be the finale of the concert!"
There were whistles and cheers all around.
Yabu shook his head with a smile, and whispered to Jiang Bai: "Lijie did it on purpose, he always wanted me to return to the stage!"
Jiang Bai smiled: "I think this activity is very good. I happen to have a French song that I want to learn."
Jacob raised his eyebrows.
Jiang Bai sent him an invitation: "How about singing together?"
The author has something to say: Note 1: French boyfriend petit ami, French girlfriend petite amie, the middle t and a must be read together, and the pronunciation is exactly the same.
Note 2: Believing in numbers is a pitfall that every person who learns French has to go through (laughs). French numbers from 10 to 60 are normal word counts, but 70 has to be expressed as "60+10", and then 80 is even more excessive, expressed as "4x20", and 90 is "4x20+10"... borrowing the opportunity to write an article Make complaints about the French who are sick with snake spirits.
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To Youth French Edition: Fred Band · "Les lavandes de Leina"
Link: https://music.163.com/#/song?id=27836863