Fang Yan made up a few more words, the little pigeon found the cherry tree, had a happy home, and flew around with satisfaction, and "New Gnashka" was sung.

But the guitar never stopped, and Fang Yan continued to strumm the strings along the original rhythm, playing 16 bars, and the dynamics kept intensifying, repeating the same chord progression.

Simple, repetitive.

The rhythm is stacked all the time, getting stronger and stronger, and the guests are immersed in the rhythm, following the simple rhythm and the body is constantly swaying. It's just repetitive, it's a little depressing, it's boring, it's impatient.

The strength of the superposition becomes irresistible and thrilling. In the last four bars, Fang Yan's plucks shook people's bodies every time they swept the strings.

This rhythm is like launching a rocket. It is known that as long as the initial velocity is large enough, the rocket can break free from the strong gravitational pull of the earth, break through the clouds, and fly all the way into the depths of space. But after launching again and again, it finally fell to the ground.

Tried again and again, tried all his best to impact, but still failed.

Rhythmic, continuous, repetitive, repetitive.

With each failure, greater energy was accumulated, and people followed the rhythm, indulged their bodies, and clenched their hands. The heart also beats to the rhythm and begins to accelerate. They began to go crazy, they lost their minds, and every cell was dancing merrily, the most primitive dance.

"Oh......"

The body is filled, there is only rhythm. Many people suddenly got their heads up and understood.

It's like you're ......

That's true.

The strumming became stronger and stronger, the speed became super fast, and at the last time, everyone's bodies finally broke through all obstacles, wild, crazy, and gushing out with the music.

If you have suppressed it for too long, you will release it very strongly.

Fly!

Melted!

I'm going to die!

Ahh......hhh

The rhythm cuts the body into pieces and then melts into the music.

The nerves trembled all over the body.

If "Aria on the G String" is a soul impact, then this wild rhythm is the liberation of the body. Everyone's muscles tensed, and in the agitation, gulps of breath and trembling violently to meet the great pleasure of the senses.

"It's really flying!"

……

Freed from the gravitational pull of the earth, the guitar gradually slowed down and became soothing, and a few notes sounded, slower and slower, taking everyone to land safely and return to the floor of the nameless tavern.

Quiet, safe.

Everyone was sweating profusely, gasping incessantly, dumbfounded, unable to say a word.

"It's so cool......" I could only think to myself.

Everyone was weak and had no strength.

It's so exciting...

Yang Zhenyu thought, slowly took out a cigarette, and lit the fire tremblingly.

Smoking was not allowed in the store, but Lao Liu did not stop him. He had quit smoking a long time ago, but he wanted to smoke a cigarette too.

Smoke afterwards.

Just now, Yuan Yuan was red and slipped away. Now, almost everyone in the bar is red-faced, male and female, as if they have just experienced the most intense love affair.

There were still 2 minutes, and Fang Yan took care of everyone gently.

The guitar is still in the same rhythm, and the edge of his right hand rests against the strings, strumming the strings steadily downwards with a "click" sound. He sang a song in English.

"I drank a little too much and everyone started getting restless......"

The song is called "Just Dance", a dance song by Lady Gaga (or Lady Gaga) in 2008, and it is also her famous song.

Reddy Gaga's style is flamboyant and funny, and the music is particularly good. When Fang Yan was imprisoned, it was the peak of her sweeping music scene.

Fang Yan played "I Just Want to Dance" on the acoustic guitar, only retaining the shelf of the original song, but the voice was very soft, as if comforting everyone, the song was over, and the time for 10 minutes was up.

This subway station drove too violently, and after the lights came on, everyone was still sitting one by one, looking strange, wanting to stand up, but not having the strength.

Like a buffet for 3 hours, I can't stand up.

Xia Mo let out a sigh of relief, and when she looked back, Yuan Yuan was squatting on the ground, covering her face, and hurriedly asked her, "Are you okay?"

"Wood things. ”

Yuan Yuan snorted and covered her face. Really, rogues, scoundrels. After listening to the guitar just now, it will never be pure again.

Fang Yan jumped out of the chair, carefully put the guitar aside, and said, "Thank you." ”

The audience replied sporadically: "Good ......"

"I'm tired, I'll rest for a while. Fang Yan said, walked off the small stage, turned sideways, and walked past the bar. He was so tired just now that he was choking enough. "Zhenyu, go sing a few songs. ”

"Oh. Ah, me?" Yang Zhenyu was still silently ashamed, reacted, and hurriedly waved his hand. "I don't sing, I ...... You have to take it slowly. ”

"Cool......"

A boy sitting cross-legged on the floor sighed leisurely.

"yes. In the corner of the bar, a lazy response.

"Oh my god. ”

"Hoo ......"

Several of the guests who were standing sat down slowly. Dozens of pairs of eyes stared at Fang Yan blankly, and their eyes were wrong. In the entire nameless tavern, except for Fang Yan, everyone else was bored, they all wanted to lie down, they couldn't move, they were all reminiscing.

"Let's rest a little longer, everybody. ”

It's time to take a break. One after another, some people raised their hands to ask for wine, and Yang Zhenyu and Ding Bo got busy again.

Fang Yan wanted to go out to breathe, he walked to the door, opened the door with a lock, and there was another scene outside the door.

The atmosphere was extremely warm.

It's almost 10 o'clock, and the clear night sky is full of stars, the air is fresh, and the breeze is cool. The people in front of the queue had been waiting impatiently, and they were staring at Fang Yan when they saw Fang Yan, and there was a buzz in the queue. Then there was applause and cheers.

"Oh! good~~"

Whistles and cheers came and went. There are people in the team who know, and they all introduce them to the people around them, and he is the one who sings in the bar, the one who sings "I Miss You Every Day" on the pedestrian street.

Everyone is lining up to chat, and with wine, strangers have become intimate.

Yu Haiyang asked: "Why did you come out and stop singing?"

"Well, breathe. ”

"Looks like you're a little tired. ”

"It's okay, you're tired enough. Fang Yan replied with a smile, and then asked the guests in line, "Everyone is in a hurry, right?"

Everyone immediately complained: "Yes!"

"I've been waiting for an hour~"

There are also those who have drunk beautifully, and they replied: "Don't worry, drink!"

"No alcohol!"

As soon as Fang Yan came out, Lao Liu also went out, he stood on the steps, looking at the dense crowd, and suddenly felt a sense of accomplishment. The wine is almost sold. Lao Liu gasped, ready to buy another stock before the supermarket closed.

He looked at Fang Yan again and thought, this kid is really tired.

Fang Yan drank and sang at the same time, and the ultra-high-intensity performance lasted for more than an hour, and the old driver couldn't stand it. He sat on a small bench at the door and told everyone to rest for 10 minutes.

However, the guests in the queue at the bottom were all standing, and he sat down alone, Fang Yan was a little embarrassed. He rubbed his fingers, and suddenly he had an idea, and asked everyone, "Can you hear me clearly?"

"Yes!"

Fang Yan's breath was very porcelain, and the bar street was very noisy, but there were hundreds of people at the scene, and everyone could hear it clearly.

"How about we sing together?"

“……”

Fang Yan found a tune, and it was effortless for both men and women to sing, and sang slowly: "Let's swing the sculls......"

The song floats above people's heads, simple, quiet, and intimate.

Yu Haiyang and the tiger listened stupidly on the side. "Let's Swing the Sculls" is a song by children in 1955, it's really crazy, and the chorus, do you use this as a kindergarten?

Fang Yan's singing voice is very soft and comfortable, one or two lines of lyrics, but it has great infectiousness. Some of the guests began to open their mouths and sing along with him.

This song everyone will.

More and more people are joining in, clapping to the rhythm and not just singing, but playing a fun game. Innocent and pure, it's like going back to childhood. Fang Yan straightened his arm, beat the beat slowly, brought the song up, and shut up and rested.

The chorus of hundreds of drunks is spectacular.

The singing is neat, echoing from bar to shop on the street. Hearing the singing, the guests in the nameless tavern also ran out curiously. After a while, Yang Zhenyu and the others also went out, everyone was very tired, standing in a row at the door, listening to the song silently.

Fang Yan lit a cigarette and breathed slowly.

"Are you tired, I'll rub it for you. The tiger stood behind Fang Yan, and after speaking, a pair of big hands pressed his shoulders.

"Don't, don't rub. ”

The tiger is very strong and very realistic, and he thinks, well, Fang Yan, you are too outward. What's polite, it's already your own person.

"!" Fang Yan only felt that his eyes were dark.