"Desert Camel Herd", Yang Yi has heard this piano music. On the shelves of his coffee shop, the most people are not pop music albums, but pure music albums for piano or violin, and they usually play a lot of pure music in the store!

Of course, Yang Yi, a well-known piece in this world, is still in the stage of appreciation, and has not yet played it, but he recognized it when he listened to the prelude.

This is the first time Yang Yi has heard a master-level live version of the performance, and the simple and complex playing does not seem to be worse than the recordings Yang Yi has heard.

Close your eyes and listen, the beautiful notes, as if a fresh life is beating, the rhythm of the beginning is a little slow, as if you have walked into the desert, the emotions of worry and worry are brewing, and the slightly nervous sub-melody is also urging like a clock, pushing the main theme in a faster direction.

Slowly, as if the herd was growing, the notes of the heavy keys seemed to indicate their firm steps, slowly moving into the distance.

Of course, these artistic conceptions are only imagined, but the beautiful playing of the piano stimulates these imaginations.

"Baba, baba!" the little girl thought it sounded good, and wanted to whisper to her father, pulling at the hem of her father's clothes, and whispered.

"Shhhhhh

The movement is long, with strong winds and sandstorms in the middle, but the camels are fearless in challenging all difficulties, and the melody becomes more and more intense, and the simple and complex playing, the fingers rise and fall, faster and faster, and the rhythm becomes more and more obvious.

In the end, it seems to be a celebration, and after a period of high-pitchedness, it returns to the brisk finale, which gradually subsides.

Yang Yicai slowly opened his eyes and saw Jian Yifan's gesture of putting it away, just like a real performer, really professional!

Ding Xiang was the first to applaud, she actually didn't have a particularly high appreciation ability, but even people who didn't know music could tell the difference, Ding Xiang also felt that this old gentleman played very smoothly, and he should be quite powerful.

Xixi also applauded, the little girl really thought it sounded good, better than the piano played by her mother.

"Thank you, thank you, I saw that Haoqin couldn't control it, so I played it for a while, the boss didn't care, right?" Jian Yifan smiled, he was still very polite, I don't know if it was because he was abroad all the year round, and he behaved very gentlemanly.

"Where, Teacher Jian is definitely a master performer!" Yang Yi said with a smile, "We can play a song in the small shop, we are full of brilliance." ”

In fact, it took a lot of time to get a movement, and the hot coffee brewed by Ding Xiang just now no longer emits white water vapor.

Yang Yi noticed this detail, he pushed the cup on the bar inside, and said, "Ding Xiang, you brew a cup again, this cup is cold." ”

Jian Yifan came over to the bar and sat down, and he wanted to tease Xixi, a cute little girl, he hurriedly waved his hand and said, "No need, no need, this is not the reason for this young lady, I have dragged it out for too long, mine is not good, don't blame her." ”

Yang Yi was stunned for a moment and laughed: "Teacher Jian misunderstood, I didn't blame Ding Xiang, I just asked her to make you a hot cup." ”

"Then I'll give you the money for two coffees!" Jian Yifan felt unhappy and wanted to dig out his pants pocket.

"How can this work? We don't know how lucky we are to listen to your song "Desert Camels", I will invite you for this cup of coffee. Yang Yi hurriedly held him down and persuaded him for a while before the upright teacher Jian gave up this idea.

However, Teacher Jian still kept the money, saying that it was a tip for Ding Xiang, but Yang Yi did not stop him, and let the red-faced Ding Xiang accept it with a smile.

After a period of communication, Jian Yifan also knew Yang Yi's name, and also learned about Yang Yi's hobby of classical music.

"Am I lucky enough to hear Boss Yang playing?" Jian Yifu said wittily and a little crepe, "Thanks to this delicious cup of freshly ground coffee you invited, I have nothing to do, but to teach students a little bit of experience, maybe I can only repay Boss Yang for your generosity." ”

Jian Yifan really wanted to point out Yang Yi, although he didn't know what Yang Yi's level was, but with the height he was standing at, there was no problem in guiding most piano players.

Yang Yi was stunned for a moment, his heart was overjoyed, he stood up generously, and said, "Teacher Jian is not stingy with guidance, that is naturally excellent." ”

In his previous life, he was not a person who liked to work behind closed doors, he was obsessed with swords, and he also traveled all over the land of China to visit famous masters of different sects to ask for advice, and when he came to this world, Yang Yi's biggest hobby became music, although he did not have the idea of becoming a performer, but if he could get the guidance of a master performer, so that his personal ability could be improved, how could Yang Yi not be happy?

Sitting in front of the piano, Yang Yi was still in a trance for a moment, and he hesitated to play the classic repertoire of his previous life.

But Yang Yi still gave up this idea, he was receiving the guidance of Jian Yifan, and he did not want to show off his "creative ability".

Yang Yi didn't hide it anymore, and tried his best to play a piece of music that he had practiced before.

Ding Xiang watched from the side, and couldn't help but cover his mouth in surprise. Brother Yang still has this hand?

Yang Yi had never played the piano in front of her before, and this guy was too low-key, and Ding Xiang stupidly thought that Yang Yi just bought the piano back for Murphy to play, but he didn't expect Yang Yi to play the piano!

At this time, the hem of Ding Xiang's clothes was pulled, and when she looked down, Xixi didn't know when she got into the bar, and the little girl muttered to Ding Xiang's sister with some pride: "My poop is very powerful!"

"Ahh

"Xixi, why are you sneezing?" Ding Xiang noticed it, and she hurriedly took a tissue to wipe the little girl's nose.

Jian Yifan, who was sitting in front of the bar, also heard the words of this cute little girl, and he smiled.

Jian Yifan didn't expect Yang Yi to have such a level, almost on par with the professional students he taught. And what Jian Yifan finds interesting is that the smooth piano sound and neat fingering have a particularly big sense of disobedience with Yang Yi's burly figure, but they are fused together!

This made Jian Yifan not only sigh at the miracle of the Creator!

Of course, if you want to find faults, Jian Yifu can still find out a lot of problems.

After Yang Yi finished playing this song, and Ding Xiang and Xixi's excited applause also stopped, Jian Yifan said to Yang Yi: "Boss Yang, I may speak a little straight, and I am used to being a teacher." Talking to you about the performance just now, maybe what you said is a bit unpleasant, you don't mind, right?"

What I want is to point out the defects and help myself to make progress! Yang Yi is not a young man of one or twenty years old, where is there still so much vanity.

Therefore, Yang Yi smiled calmly: "Teacher Jian, don't worry, you can just say anything! My level is very bad, and I still know this psychologically." ”

"No, no, you actually play pretty well, but there are some places that ......" Jian Yifan guided Yang Yi with great interest.

This rain trapped Jian Yifan and Yang Yi in a coffee shop, although it was only a one-sided relationship, and it was only a whim of guidance, but because of the common love for the piano, the friendship between Jian Yifan and Yang Yi was quietly established.