Chapter 1: Winter Snow and Hearing the Qin (I)
"Band Training Room Rental:
Rent: 100 yuan/hour, if you are very beautiful, my rent will be halved.
Equipment: first-class, those who do not know the goods will be dispersed by themselves.
Address: Hexi Huating Garden.
Contact: applewho@. β
This is winter, and the silent sun shines through the mist, paving Xiangcheng. There was no strong wind, no snow or frost. The invisible flow of air is still cold to the bone.
A few boys walked in the Hua Ting Yuan community.
In the afternoon, it was quiet. They became the biggest movement and a motley of color. Most of them wore denim jackets or pullover sweatshirts, ripped raw edges, non-normal jeans, necklaces, bracelets, and trousers...... All kinds of chains clanged, and thin sneakers stepped on the ground, each of them shrunk their necks, shivering slightly with cold.
But they didn't care.
They walked to a residential building facing the street. The house was there, so striking that it was hard not to notice. It was the first floor, and there was a small yard at the door, planted with hydrangeas, moon seasons, wild chrysanthemums, and even a row of leeks and small peppers. The courtyard was all painted light blue, and the windows were white. The decoration is simple, but at a glance, there is really a feeling of freshness from the eyes to the bones.
The three boys stood in front of the courtyard, a little hesitant. One of the boys, with short hair and thin faces and slender eyebrows, said, "Here...... How do you feel like a fairy spirit, is it really here?"
Another boy with long hair looked at the lintel, then at the message on his phone, and said, "That's right, the address that person told us in the email is No. 107, Building 5, Huating Garden, which is here - 'Yusheng Music Studio'!"
There is indeed a sign hanging at the door, and the word "Sheng" is framed in it. Although they don't know calligraphy, they all think that this character is really good.
The long-haired boy touched his chin and smiled meaninglessly: "It can't be a woman, right?
The thin-eyed boy before said, "Then this woman is really pretending to be a good X." He was referring to the ad on the web.
They all laughed. The third boy, with a sturdy figure with thick eyebrows and deep eyes, was noticeably calmer, and stepped forward to ring the doorbell. The other two could not bear it anymore, and although they had not yet stepped in, they had reached out and touched the left and right sides of the garden, or craned their necks to look into the house.
The temperature was too low, and a faint mist condensed on the windows. Xu Xunsheng stood in front of the table, was wiping the piano, and when he heard the doorbell, he only smiled slightly.
It's been three days since the training room rental advertisement was hung out, and no one came to see it today. She was a little hesitant to write her ad too arrogantly, but she didn't bother to modify it, so she just waited. It's better to ask her to wait for someone who is destined.
Xu Xunsheng first folded the piano cloth neatly and put it back in its place, and then walked quickly to the door. The moment the door opened, it was quiet on both sides. Then a couple of crooked boys stood up straight.
Zhao Tan, the boy who rang the doorbell, cleared his throat and said, "Excuse me...... Is there a band training room for rent here?"
The other two glanced at him with a smile, as if they felt that the sister was current, and the brother was not very stable.
Xu Xunsheng's face was calm, and he replied unhurriedly: "Yes, you are the Sunrise and Dusk Band?"
The boys all nodded wildly.
Xu Xunsheng said: "Come in and have a look, on the basement floor." She turned sideways, and several boys walked in, their steps involuntarily slowing a little. Xu Xunsheng let the door open wide behind them, and the cool cold air poured in, blowing the pages on the table and the curtains. A few boys inevitably looked around, only to see the gray bricks and white walls in the house, the wooden case was shining, and everything was simple. There are guqins and flutes on several tables, and there is a black and white piano in the corner. There are many photos of children learning the piano and flute on the wall, which should be the woman's students.
It's actually a music studio, just with the boys' music...... It's not a way at all.
However, when they followed Xu Xunsheng to the basement, they all exploded at once.
Xu Xunsheng turned on the light, and the whole space suddenly lit up. The old walls without any decoration, the mottled floor, the slightly humid air, everything became a foil to the musical instruments in the middle of the room. It's a completely different, rough, heavy metal world from upstairs.
The long-haired boy rushed over first, touched his guitar, and was too embarrassed to pick it up immediately, shouting, "Damn, Fender Stratocaster!"
Zhao Tan is the bass player, walked straight to the bass, and looked back at Xu Xunsheng. Xu Xunsheng nodded, he picked up the bass, also smiled, and sighed: ", it's a good thing!"
The drummer called Teruko, the thin-eyed boy, sat down in front of the drum kit, picked up the drum hammer, took a deep breath, touched the drum skin again, and said, "Dixon...... Oh my god, kill me!
Seeing their appearance, Xu Xunsheng smiled, nodded, and took a few steps back. The boys looked at each other, and Zhao Tan said, "Our lead singer hasn't come yet, he went to work in the afternoon." Let's try it first, you have such a set of things, and you must have a good ear, and see if we can meet the conditions of halving your price. But let's be honest...... The equipment is so good, we're all embarrassed to let you be cheap anymore!" He scratched his head, and Keiko glared at him quickly, as if he thought he was a little too honest when he said that.
The long-haired boy, guitarist Zhang Tianyao, had already hung up a guitar and said, "There's another Yamaha, which will be given to Ono later." Listen, beauties, I guarantee that you will be satisfied......"
Before the words fell, Zhang Tianyao's long, thin fingers fell. The sound burst out instantly, Xu Xunsheng only felt that his eardrums shook slightly, and several boys looked at each other and nodded, and their expressions changed. The guitar is as smooth as a rapid meandering stream of water, the bass is full of electronic sound like a knife spark, and the drummer Keiko shakes his head to their rhythm, and suddenly his hand is raised, the drum beats fall, and the walls of "dong, dong, dong......" seem to begin to breathe and beat with the rhythm.
Xu Xunsheng put his hands in the pockets of his skirt, listened for a while, and after a rhythm interval, several boys all looked up at her with a smile on their faces, looking satisfied and excited. Xu Xunsheng couldn't help but laugh and said, "You guys play for a while, and then come up when you've had enough." β
Zhang Tianyao: "Okay-"
Xu Xunsheng turned around and went upstairs, the boys looked at each other a few times, at this time they had no heart to figure out, why a girl who is engaged in classical instrumental music has such a set of dick ~ explosive equipment, and they didn't bother to get her half-price discount. They just want to be able to have the equipment for practice in the future, even if it's just for a short period of time.
However, before starting another performance, Zhang Tianyao couldn't hold back and said, "Don't you think this girl is very beautiful?"
Zhao Tan smiled and didn't speak.
Teruko: "We're not blind!"
The soundproofing of the underground training room was excellent, Xu Xunsheng closed the door and sat down on the first floor, faintly hearing them start their gorgeous and passionate performance again. Xu Xunsheng sat at the table for a while, poured himself a cup of tea, and took a few sips, but he still felt that his heartbeat was not very calm. The passionate rhythm always lingers in my ears.
She sat down in front of the piano stand, lifted the cloth cover, smeared some oil with both hands, rubbed them on the strings, and gently lifted and fell.
The guqin sounded deeply, and the piano case shook lightly. Her face was as serene as the rising sun, with only ten fingers, from slow to heavy, from slow to fast, and she moved rapidly. Those rock rhythms gradually faded away in my ears, and only the sound of the piano remained, in the gradually rising twilight, in the curtains lifted by the wind, diffuse and immersed. A shallow smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she was so carried away for a moment that she didn't even hear anyone walk in.
This is the first time Cen Ye saw Xu Xunsheng.
A thin girl, dressed in a thick and warm sweater, a long skirt, and a ponytail with her hair tied very casually, sat there quietly. Her complexion was very white and her cheeks were reddish. The face is not big, but it is not thin, and it is even a little fleshy. A pair of eyes are very large and extremely black. So the face looks very colorful, and the complexion is also very attractive.
She raised her slender fingers, the seven strings were exquisitely scattered, and the music was extremely agitated, but it was completely different from his rock.
Cen Ye listened for a few seconds.
He didn't have the patience to listen for long: "Hey!"
The girl didn't hear it.
"Heyβ"
Xu Xunsheng's back trembled, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and when he raised his head, he saw a very tall boy standing at the door. It was already a little dark, and he had obviously arrived in a hurry, still panting a little.
In this era, Xu Xunsheng has seen very few men who can control the middle part. In front of me is clearly one. He wore a thick blue hoodie, which was only a little more than his companions, and jeans had two holes in the knee. A black backpack slung over his shoulder.
The fluffy black hair was parted at will, revealing a white, well-defined face. The eyes are deep and long, and there seems to be a cold light in the darkness. The bridge of the nose is erect, and the lips are pursed. There is a small mole in the corner of the right eye. If this mole grows on an ordinary face, I am afraid that it will be cumbersome. But on this face, it is a beautiful mole, which adds a deep flavor to the delicate silhouette.
However, this mid-point beauty is obviously a late-night ghost, with two deep dark circles under her eyes, although her eyes are bright, but the whole person is obviously cowardly. Seeing that Xu Xunsheng didn't answer, the others leaned on the door frame, lazily like a tall sheep, and the corners of their mouths hooked: "What about you? Are my brothers here?"
Xu Xunsheng nodded: "They are under the interview equipment." β
Cen Ye listened carefully, and indeed heard the sound, which was actually covered by the sound of this woman's piano just now. He stood up straight: "I'll go down and see." β
Xu Xunsheng: "Convenient." β
When he passed by her, he heard his faint voice: "I played the piano well." Thank you. β
Xu Xunsheng didn't speak, but heard the sound of him running down the stairs with a "knock knock", followed by the loud laughter of several boys. Xu Xunsheng sat down and continued to drink tea, but he stopped playing the piano, and smiled to himself: Where did the hairy boy come from, he actually pretended to comment deeply on her piano!