Alcohol mixes into the bloodstream, becomes viscous, and stimulates the most primitive impulses. People's hearts beat faster with the rhythm of the guitar, and each of them is soft, warm and comfortable, and full of power.

The joy that comes from the bottom of my heart is endless.

Enjoyable!

"Romeo and Juliet" is sung to the end, and it goes back to the lyrics at the beginning, but the taste has changed, Fang Yan's voice has become distorted, the speed has slowed down, and each sentence has been stretched long.

Romeo wanders through the night, and the song ends.

The audience sat on the ground, with only sporadic applause, and most of them floated in mid-air, reluctant to come down.

As a veteran driver, Fang Yan knew that time was too precious, and the guests had waited for a long time, so he had to try to fill up 10 minutes of time and give them more music.

Fang Yan smiled and said, "Sit tight......"

The first song is not over yet, and after the melody unfolds, all the notes are lifted, and they all burn into ashes and fall to the earth.

Then, a peculiar rhythm emerges, sweeping the previous atmosphere into pieces, and the guitar is more intense, indulgent, and turbulent.

People feel like they have entered a primeval forest, and they only feel a wave of vertigo.

A series of high-pitched trebles jumped out noisily, the volume was very loud, and it swirled and climbed all the way, and the melody was very unfamiliar.

Exciting pace.

Everyone was a little confused, and it was really unstable to sit down. Only Lao Liu hoarsely shouted in surprise.

"You can also flamenco!"

Flamenco is a special genre of music, the main instrument is the guitar, but its technique is very different from that of the classical guitar. Flamenco is easily recognizable, it has its own unique key and composition, and the rhythm is very complex, such as 12 beats in a bar, and the stress is very irregular.

Flamenco is the music of the Gypsies that finally took shape in Andalusia, Spain. The Gypsies are the Roma, a people who are constantly on the move and more miserable.

Spain is also a strange country, which has been ruled by the Moors of North Africa for hundreds of years, and is an outlier in Europe. Spain is industrial, but it is rich in artists, poets, painters, musicians...... Speaking of which, the guitar still spread from Spain.

Flamenco is best played in taverns, where a group of people dance, endlessly. Even in the 20th century, flamenco became more and more unknown with many new elements, but it was still a relatively niche music.

Hearing Lao Liu shouting flamenco, Fang Yan stepped on the brakes tightly, and the stirring melody turned a corner and stopped. Fang Yan replied: "No!" ”

“……”

Fang Yan's guitar only has some flamenco elements and is not pure. Moreover, flamenco has specialized guitars. Fang Yan tilted his head and glanced at the bar, and did not forget to introduce: "He is the boss here, his name is Lao Liu." ”

"Oh...... Black-hearted boss, haha! Good~~"

"Lao Liu!"

The audience roared loudly and applauded. Lao Liu's face was a little unbearable, but he felt that the atmosphere at the scene was super good, and he was quite popular.

After all, most people are drunk.

Fang Yan felt in his trouser pocket and took out a thin paddle. This is what Yang Zhenyu asked for when he went out, but it has never been useful. Now that the wine was almost drunk, he wanted to sweep the strings.

Strumming is to quickly sweep the strings of the guitar with your fingers and picks according to a certain rhythm, and several strings sound at the same time. Strumming is very basic, but it is very difficult to play the layers and colors well.

At the same time as the strings are strummed, the sound should be controlled, that is, some of the strings will not make a sound.

Intense chords sounded, starting with eighth notes, or the rhythm of the first eight and then sixteen, and suddenly the quarter notes unfolded, turning into a six-legaby, which swept quickly and burst instantly.

The audience cheered, and Yang Zhenyu's hair exploded.

You have to learn this, it's so cool.

…… After a few bars, the guitar gets low, leaving only the bass, one after another. Fang Yan said: "This song is called "New Gnashka". “

"What?"

"What do you mean?" Someone in the audience asked.

"Didn't hear me!"

Fang Yan was still playing the strings, and when he heard the question, he replied seriously: "I really don't know what it means." ”

“……”

"This mountain looks at that mountain high, oh, that mountain is full of red cherries." Sang it twice.

Yang Zhenyu frowned and asked, "What is it?" ”

Yuan Yuan kept covering her mouth and whispered to him: "Have you watched Jiang Wen's "The Sun Also Rises", there is this song in the movie. ”

"I haven't seen it."

"Oh, don't you look."

"Why?"

"It's not a good movie."

“……”

Don't chat, Yang Zhenyu thought, I want to study seriously.

"Cherries are delicious, trees are hard to plant, girls are so good-looking, I can't open my mouth."

“……”

Pronounced probably Singanushiga, or perhaps in Russian, the song is also called "The Tramp" or "The Girl with the Black Eyes", and has a long history, which seems to date back to the folk songs of the Gypsies. The song spread from Europe, through Central Asia, Russia, and all the way to the Western Regions of China.

"Love you, love you, love you, find a painter to paint you...... Painted you on the guitar, hugged the guitar and hugged you. ”

The lyrics have changed many times, and only a few foreign lines of the chorus, "New Gnashka", are still retained. By the 1960s and 70s, the song was popular throughout the country.

The melody of this song is simple and catchy, but the lyrics are very incomplete, except for the first few stanzas, the rest are generally improvised.

Fang Yan only played the guitar's thickest E string, a quiet, sustained bass. He also improvised words and talked nonsense.

"O little dove flying over the horizon, the shadow fell on the surface of the lake. Mom and Dad are flying away, leaving you alone where you're going. It is better to become a cloud and go wherever the wind blows. Hey, Novognashka ......"

Fang Yan's voice was lowered, the bass of the guitar was very simple, some beats were not played, but the rhythm was still clear.

It's a little sad.

"Flying over valleys and wheat fields, you fly over snow-capped mountains and grasslands. In winter, the river is frozen, and you want to fly somewhere. Why don't you come with me, the old driver will take you to Jiangdong. Hey......"

Why did the old driver come out again?

Ding Bo was leaning his neck to drink beer, almost squirting.

The audience also cheered and applauded.

"Koto, good!"

"Come to Koto, welcome!"

Fang Yan's singing voice became even louder: "Why do you want to come to Jiangdong, the girl in Jiangdong is the most beautiful." Long hair, watery eyes, soft and sweet lips. ”

"Good! Oooh! ”

The audience sat on the ground, both men and women, clapping and heathing vigorously, and the response was extremely enthusiastic. Many of us are from Jiangdong, and they are all very happy to hear Fang Yan praise the girls in their city.

“…… The girl is smart and kind, and she likes to eat soup dumplings for breakfast. Hey, Novognashka ......"

Yuan Yuan has been listening to the lyrics quietly, pouring three words into the soup bag, like a lightning bolt piercing the night sky.

The heart is pounding.

Out of breath. Are you confessing to me. It's so sudden.

Soup dumplings, huh...... Yuan Yuan blushed and looked confused, and continued to listen.

"The girl has a drink with me, let me sing you a song, and I want to take you back to the house, through the night until dawn. Lying in bed all night and not sleeping, getting up in the morning to wash the sheets, ......"

"Hahaha!"

"Cow!"

"Good ......"

"Roar!"

The style of painting turned too fast, and there was a burst of laughter in the nameless tavern, and the guests were talking and chaotic. I thought it was a lyrical song, but it turned out to be a little yellow song. All learned, singing the chorus together.

"Novognashka ......"

Fang Yan also smiled, lowering his eyes. In prison, he sang many indescribable songs, all of which were made up. The people who can enter the bar are adults, and it doesn't matter.

Yang Zhenyu and Ding Bo got together and laughed sinisterly in the dark. In the first few stops of the subway, Fang Yan was singing honestly, and now, uh, Master, you drank too much.

"It's easy to get into trouble."

Yang Zhenyu nodded: "I think something will happen tonight." ”

"Don't you feel ashamed!"

"Let's pretend we don't know him."

Ding Bo said: "I'm also going to worship Fang Yan as a teacher, you can help me talk about it, will it be successful?" ”

"Impossible......"

Yuan Yuan didn't laugh, he was dumbfounded. She glanced at Xia Mo, who was overwhelmed with joy, and buried her head deeply. That's nonsense, this guy. It's shameless.

Low-level, indecent, shameless.

If you can't drink, don't drink.

Yuan Yuan was very angry, her face was hot, she couldn't stay any longer, she put the wine bottle on the table, squeezed it out of the bar, and ran to the back kitchen to wash the cups.

"What are you going to do?" Xia Mo asked. Seeing that Yuan Yuan ignored it, he asked Yang Zhenyu again. "Why did she run away?"

Lao Liu leaned against the outside of the bar, looking at Fang Yan all the time, and his eyes narrowed into a slit with a smile. He took over and said, "Haven't you heard that song?" ”

"What song?"

Lao Liu smiled, his wrinkles were huddled together, and he recited a familiar lyric: "If you can't sing a song like that again, you will blush and avoid it when you hear it." ”

"Oh......"

Several people were silent, Yang Zhenyu patted him on the shoulder and said, "Lao Liu, you can!" ”

The song is called "Because of Love".