In Ginza, Tokyo, there is a small sushi restaurant called "Sukiya Hashijiro". This shop is strange, there are only 10 seats, there is a toilet on the wood, and if you want to eat, you have to make a reservation a month in advance. The average tourist will never be able to eat unless you make a reservation through the hotel's channels.

This shop does not have a menu and cannot be ordered. What to cook depends on the ingredients of the day, and guests cannot make their own decisions.

The shop has received three Michelin stars.

The owner of the sushi restaurant is called Jiro Ono, a shriveled thin old man. He was born in 1925 and has been making sushi all his life. President Ma Obama went to RB that year, and the prime minister hosted him at this restaurant. In 2011, someone made a documentary about him "The God of Sushi", which said that elementary school apprentices have to practice for 10 years to fry an egg.

At 8 o'clock in the evening, Lao Liu leaned on the bar and watched Fang Yan play the piano...... He thought, maybe he's the god of bars.

The nameless tavern is in excellent condition. First, Lao Liu doesn't steal business from others, and Fang Yan only sings for 30 minutes. Second, when Fang Yan was away, business was also very good.

Third, filming and photography are prohibited in bars.

Fourth, tickets are not sold, and there are reservations.

Lao Liu thought, the national conditions in China are different, if you learn from Ono Jiro and make an appointment to watch a performance, there will definitely be ticket sellers rampant, and the money will be earned by others. Let the guests line up freely.

After Fang Yan finished singing a song, there were still about 2 minutes left, and he sang another song of "Dream Chasing Pure Heart" by the GALA band. When the song became famous, he was still in prison.

GALA is already quirky, and this song is even more bizarre. The main part of the song is more like that kind of inspirational saliva song, but the chorus soars to the high note of A 3, which is #C (C sharp), which is a semitone higher than Hi C. When the lead singer Su Duo was recording, he sang one sentence at a time, and was basically in a miserable state of half-brokenness.

The effect is invincible.

"Run forward, meet the cold eyes and mock ......"

Fang Yan skipped a large section of the lyrics of the main song, transitioned quickly, and then soared directly to the chorus. Fang Yan sang this #C very hard, he was hoarse, completely using his breath to top it, and it was also half-broken. He likes GALA very much.

After singing a song, the tavern exploded instantly.

"Oooh oh!" The roof was about to be torn off.

"Awesome!"

"It's too strong!"

Yang Zhenyu is still making up for his homework, and only 3 people from the Waste Wood Band came to practice singing and brush up their experience, and they are all stunned.

Yuan Yuan also came. Now, she couldn't eat without seeing Fang Yan for a day, and after doing some homework at night, she went to the nameless tavern again. After the last singing, the lights were bright, and Fang Yan was about to step down when he was suddenly stopped by a person.

"Kid, I'll sing a song too?"

The voice was oily and smooth, like a strange uncle with bad intentions. Fang Yan looked up and saw that it was actually an old man.

The old man's face was full of red light, a little bowed, and a pair of small black bean-like eyes shone brightly, and he smiled kindly. It is estimated that he was quite handsome when he was young. He wore a big colorful shirt, a pair of baggy trousers, white socks, and a pair of old man's cloth shoes, like a peasant on the beach.

"Oh, I'm ...... Hehehe. The old man smiled and rubbed his hands.

After singing the song by himself, some audience members took the initiative to want to sing again, which was the first time. Fang Yan felt that this old man was very funny, so he quickly gave up his seat. When the old man sat down, he handed him the guitar again.

"I'm here to admire it, I'm fortunate to have three lives, and I'm fortunate to have three lives. The old man held the guitar, looked left and right, and said nothing. Moreover, he said it to Mike, and the whole tavern heard it.

"Hahaha......" The audience laughed, and some people wanted to get up and leave, but sat down again.

"Sing it. ”

"Well, I don't know much about the guitar, what should I do?" asked the old farmer seriously.

“……”

"Ugly, ugly!"

The audience was so happy that they leaned forward and back, Fang Yan bit his lip and walked back to the bar, drinking Yuan Yuan's share of the wizard Solo. Yu Haiyang and the others all frowned at the old man, not knowing what was going on. Lao Liu sighed: "Xiaoyan, what has become of me here, a nest of cows, ghosts, snakes and gods have come to sing blindly." ”

"Let's play together. Fang Yan smiled.

The old man cleared his throat, plucked the strings with his right thumb, and suddenly looked solemn. The guitar sounded softly, played a bar, and he sang directly: "Brother ~~~~"

“……”

"Hahahaha!" the guests in the bar laughed maniacally.

"What the hell......" Timber muttered.

An old man in his 60s called "brother", he seemed to pinch his throat, imitating the call of a young girl, and prolonged the sound, this scene was too weird and creepy.

The old man continued: "Brother, don't forget me, I am your dear Mei Niang......"

No one laughed anymore.

There was silence in the nameless tavern.

What a weird old man. Fang Yan felt that the old man really couldn't play the guitar, he pressed a few simple chords awkwardly, but his hand was exceptionally stable, every note came out, and the fingers of his left hand loved to rub the strings, very particular and magnanimous.

What's even stranger is his singing voice. is like reading white on the stage, word by word, linked together as if they are speaking in the vernacular. Fang Yan thought, the old man is not very good at singing, his breath is weak, and his vocal range is not wide, but he has super control.

After singing a paragraph, Yu Haiyang asked Fang Yan in a low voice, "What song is this?"

Yuan Yuan said: ""Mei Niang Song". ”

Fang Yan was very surprised, how could this girl have heard all kinds of songs.

"Mei Niang Song" is a classic singing segment in Tian Han's drama "Song of Rejuvenation", Tian Han wrote the lyrics and Nie Er composed the music. At that time, China was suffering from the scourge of war, and the young people of Nanyang returned to China to fight against the enemy, and were injured and unconscious. His lover Mei Niang, despite the opposition of his parents, also returned to China to find him and sang such a sad song.

Mr. Tian Han was criticized and killed after the founding of the People's Republic of China, which was particularly miserable. But thankfully, his work is still there. "Mei Niang Song" seems simple, but it is actually extremely difficult.

The old man is singing the second stanza: "You once sat on the bank of the Red River, where our ancestors shed blood, and sent our warriors home......"

"Damn. ”

Fang Yan's nose was sour, and tears came out. He really felt that era of salvation when the national disaster was at the head and young people were desperate for their lives. Countless heroic souls proudly stand in the clouds, telling the greatness of this nation.

The young girl also went to war, she was sad and helpless, but she was strong and brave.

Fang Yan looked back, Lao Liu was in tears, and Xiao Mu was also a little confused. Yuan Yuan, the friends next to her, and the audience didn't react.

The old man closed his eyes, his voice was a little sharp, imitating a girl's tone to tell about love and suffering, very straightforward, crisp, but without any sense of disobedience. He sings so relaxedly that there is a whole world in one breath and one breath.

Fang Yan decided that this uncle was not a professional singer. His voice was in very average condition, and his throat was not fully open. But just such a broken throat still sounds good.

This old man is divine.

Compared with this old man, at least Fang Yan can't sing him in "Mei Niang Song". Fang Yan pondered, this is like a Mercedes-Benz and wheelchair drag racing...... You can't run in a wheelchair.

At the end of the old man's singing, the guitar stopped, and his voice was no longer shrill but desolate and thick: "But, but, you don't know me anymore...... Your poor ...... Mei Niang. ”

Fang Yan's eyes were full of tears, he felt that his heart was emptied, and he was completely convinced.

Crushing, level crushing without suspense!

The audience did not react as fiercely as Fang Yan, but they were also very knowledgeable. Everyone applauded and cheered for the old man. The old man was full of spring breeze, clasped his hands into fists, and even said, "TOEFL, TOEFL!"

"One more!"

The old man smiled, coughed twice, and said, "Since my friends have asked me to have another one, then, I will have another one." ”

Fang Yan quietly asked Lao Liu, who is this person.

Lao Liu was also at a loss, he said hoarsely, "This is an old monster, right? ”

Xiao Mu didn't speak. He knew the old man, and he was scared to death.