"Tyrannical creatures? ”

Jiang Dongliu had a detached mentality, and was once again amused by Li Baoguo's ignorance.

Qian Dachao comforted Jiang Dongliu: "Lao Jiang, don't bother with Lao Li, he is a fool." Come on, don't be discouraged!"

Li Baoguo heard Qian Dachao call him Tuhanhan, he was very speechless, and thought to himself that you are a Tuhan, you are always deceived!

Tang Zhi was disgusted with Jiang Dongliu, raised the lady's dress watch on her snow-white wrist, and urged Jiang Dongliu: "It's almost half past two, and the students are about to go on stage." I'm not rushing you, but you're going to have to hurry up a bit. ”

Jiang Dongliu completely ignored Tang Zhi.

The left hand gently rests the neck, and the middle and ring fingers of the right hand pluck the six strings from bottom to top.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom......"

Six crisp and soft empty string notes, from high to low, vibrate and resonate in the case in turn.

The precision of the syncopation of the intervals allows these six supposedly unremarkable open strings to flow with a very natural overtone texture that is very close to the ear.

Then, the four fingers of his left hand were placed on the quarter (12th), third (7th), and quarter (5th) of the string.

The right hand plucks the strings, and the natural overtone sequences in different positions are played.

For a moment, this reserved folk piano was like a hollow valley fairy who had been given a soul.

From the belly of the piano gushing out, an ethereal melody as pure as a clear spring, like a spirit singing.

There is no intonation or frustration, but every sound is beautiful to the point of refreshing.

Together, it is a beautiful music that makes the ears pregnant.

Qian Dachao's ears had just been polluted, and they were all a little surprised when they suddenly heard the beautiful overtone chords with such a huge contrast.

Qian Dachao shook his head, his embarrassed eyes lit up, and he clapped his iron palm and praised: "It's so beautiful! Lao Jiang, you played us just now? You played the piano twice!"

Li Baoguo is an insider, as soon as he saw Jiang Dongliu's perfect syncopation fingering, he knew that he was a top master, and his attitude changed instantly, and he sighed innocently: "This is a lot of strokes, there are a lot of strokes!"

Tang Zhi was unhappy in his heart, thinking that Jiang Dongliu was deliberately playing with them just now, and squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth: "Drama essence." ”

"Boom~~~"

Jiang Dongliu deliberately popped out a funny jumping sound, as if he was hitting Tang Zhi's big white fangs.

He smiled and glanced at Tang Zhi with a detached gaze.

I sympathize with this female vice president who has not yet figured out the situation.

In this overtone playing, Jiang Dongliu figured out the context of this piano and knew that it used a mixture of OPEN-D and LOW-C tuning strings.

With the current state of this guitar, it is impossible to perfectly release the soul of "Encounter".

So he stopped playing, went to the timp, and retuned the piano.

Li Baoguo saw that Jiang Dongliu went to tighten the timpani without saying anything, and he was anxious and shouted: "Eh, brother, be light, this string is tender." ”

Qian Dachao saw that Jiang Dongliu was tuning, and hurriedly instructed Li Baoguo: "What are you still stunned about, go get an electronic tuner." ”

Li Baoguo didn't move his nest and told Qian Dachao: "He shouldn't use an electronic tuner." ”

Qian Dachao thought that Li Baoguo was going to make things difficult for Jiang Dongliu, and said angrily: "How can there be someone who doesn't use an electronic tuner! Even if you are a guitar expert, you have to use a tuner! ”

Li Baoguo smiled bitterly and said: "Boss, this Lao Jiang is an old-school guitar master at first glance." While electronic tuners are all the rage these days, and everyone uses them to set the guitar strings, the old-school guys with absolute pitch don't bother to use it. You see, all he just played was natural overtones, just touching the veins and pitches of the guitar. ”

"Huh?"

Qian Dachao was taken aback: "Wasn't he showing off SOLO just now?

"What do you think?"

Li Baoguo sighed with emotion.

"Good...... Cattle...... Force!"

It's like sitting on the stove, Qian Dachao is so enthusiastic that he is about to jump up excitedly, and he slapped Tang Zhi's thigh and leg with his hand: "Smack...... We've got a treasure this time!haha!"

“……！”

Tang Zhi's eyes were closed, the corners of his eyes were faintly flashing with tears, he gritted his teeth, and the porcelain really endured Qian Dachao's iron palm.

Although she still has a pair of fleece warm pants in her tweed trousers, Qian Dachao's broken palm is too hard, and the slap slaps her thighs and legs are painful.

If she wasn't born to endure it, she would have to cry with this slap.

Tang Zhi also saw at this time that Jiang Dongliu was a guitar master.

But what she hates most is Jiang Dongliu's pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

Obviously I played the guitar very well, but I deliberately played it so badly just now, isn't this idle!

Funny to people, right?

Tang Zhi widened his beautiful eyes, vented all the anger of Qian Dachao's palm on Jiang Dongliu, and hurt him with a straight face: "Lao Jiang, you are not an amateur singer, you are a professional actor, right?"

"Tsk!"

Qian Dachao snorted his teeth and scolded Tang Zhi: "Let's not keep hurting our mouths!"

Tang Zhi looked unconvinced, and the arrogant professional woman's expression seemed to say: He deserves it, who let him tease us first, it's a waste of time!

"Lao Jiang, don't be like her, her broken mouth...... Alas, I can't say it!" Qian Dachao was helpless against Tang Zhi many times.

"It's okay, I don't care. ”

Jiang Dongliu didn't care about the praise and disapproval of others, and concentrated on calibrating and fixing the strings of the piano, and said while playing: "I heard a cross talk master say something before, which is particularly incisive, and I think it is particularly reasonable." ”

"Master of cross talk, who's who?, what did he say?" asked Qian Dachao with interest.

Jiang Dongliu did not report the name of the cross talk master Guo Moumou, and told the story directly: "He said that if an insider argues and cares with a layman, then he will lose." For example, I said to a rocket expert, your rocket ignition method is not right, the fuel is not good, I think you have to use a newspaper to ignite the fire, and then burn coal, and you have to choose refined coal, and you can't wash coal. …… If that rocket expert had taken me in the eye, he would have lost. ”

"Haha, it's interesting, and it makes sense!" Qian Dachao smiled heartily.

Tang Zhi heard that Jiang Dongliu was talking about something, and asked with fire: "What do you mean? Are you saying that those of us who run professional singer clubs are laymen, and you are insiders, right?"

Jiang Dongliu doesn't care about Tang Zhi, he keeps working on his hands, and he has been tuning.

Qian Dachao saw that Tang Zhi was on a posture and wanted to reason with Jiang Dongliu, and scolded horizontally: "You are almost done, Lao Jiang has said that he will not worry about us, so let's not humiliate ourselves." Just now they asked us to get a guitar, we have so many guitars, you two have to get someone to open tuning, what do you mean?