Xiao Yayun couldn't make a plan and made another plan, looked at me and said with a smile: "Then why don't you drag the boss here first, and I'll go back to get the money?" ”

"Do you know the way?"

"Of course I don't recognize it."

I rolled my eyes, "Then you talk about." ”

Xiao Yayun lay on the table and pouted helplessly: "This doesn't work, that doesn't work, then what should we do, if you sit down here again, I feel that the boss will come to drive people away." ”

I turned my head to look at the strong man boss, who had moved from the back of the counter to the front of the counter, staring at me and Xiao Yayun with his back against the counter, his face full of flesh and expression.

I hurriedly looked to the side, lest this guy read the sad thing in my eyes that I had no money. On the wall to the right of the counter hangs a small four-stringed guitar.

My eyes lit up, I stood up, walked up to the boss and said, "Hello, can you lend me a ukulele?" ”

The boss, who seemed to know English, turned his head to look at the ukulele on the wall, pointed to the ukulele and asked, "You mean it?" ”

I laughed and said, "yes, we don't have the money to pay the bills." So if you're willing to lend me this ukulele, I think we'll be able to pay for it sooner. Of course, if I can't make up enough, I can only work to pay back. ”

The boss stared at me, still expressionless. I stood in front of my boss and straightened my back, and suddenly I felt nervous about being called outside the classroom by my teacher in middle school to talk.

After a while, the boss turned around and walked to the counter to take down the ukulele, took it in his hand and looked at me solemnly and said, "This ukulele is my daughter's store in the store, I can lend it to you, but you can't break it." ”

I took the ukulele with both hands and said with a smile, "Don't worry, I'll raise money for the meal at the front of the store." ”

As I spoke, I turned to look at Xiao Yayun and raised the ukulele in her hand at her, "The only way I can think of is to be a street performer, a beautiful girl, dare to come?" ”

Xiao Yayun got up from the chair, rolled up her sleeves to her forearm, took a rubber band from the pocket of her clothes, tied her hair in a ponytail behind her head, looked at me and smiled: "What don't you dare, will you still play this thing?" ”

"No problem, just see."

When I was in junior high school, I taught myself to play the guitar in order to be handsome, and in high school, the ukulele suddenly became popular, and I saved up for two months to buy a ukulele, which I also relied on self-study.

The ukulele is a small guitar from Hawaii, which translates to ukulele in Taiwan, also known as "four-string guitar". As the name suggests, it is a small guitar with only four nylon strings. In appearance, the ukulele and the folk guitar are not much different, only a lot worse in volume.

I borrowed a hat from the boss, moved a chair and walked with Xiao Yayun to the door of the store, in front of the store is the sidewalk, I put the hat in front of me, took two steps back and retreated behind Xiao Yayun, sat on the chair and began to play the ukulele.

Xiao Yayun quickly heard the tune I was playing, turned to me and smiled: "On the shore of Lake Baikal? ”

I nodded and motioned for Xiao Yayun to start singing quickly.

The ukulele's voice quickly attracted a few passers-by who stopped, Xiao Yayun cleared her throat and slowly spoke:

"In my arms

In your eyes

There, the spring breeze is intoxicating

There is green grass there

Moonlight puts love

Sprinkled all over the lake

Bonfire for two

Brighten up the night

How many years later

Wandering like a cloud

The changing footsteps

Let's hold hands

This is a lifetime

How many you and me

Swallowed up in the moonlit night

Think about one day

The old days are repeated

We lingered

On the shores of Lake Baikal"

I kept my hands and took the time to glance at the audience, which had changed from three or four to almost twenty, and automatically formed a semicircle to wrap Xiao Yayun and me in the center. Xiao Yayun's voice is very good, like a bend of clear spring, affectionate but not sensational, singing this Baikal has a unique taste.

By the time the Baikal song was finished, the audience had already surrounded the inside and outside, and when Xiao Yayun bowed to the audience, several young people applauded and cheered, and some took out change and put it in their hats.

A man in a hoodie suddenly shouted a sentence in a language that was neither English nor Huaxia, and I looked at him with some confusion.

The companion next to him spoke in English: "My friend asked you if you could sing three sets of cars, if you can, you can sing it, and you will pay for it!" ”

I frowned and glanced at Xiao Yayun, the three sets of cars are Russian folk songs, let's not talk about the language, the most critical problem is that this song is a bass, let Xiao Yayun sing a bass girl, this is deliberately embarrassing, right?

Xiao Yayun turned her head to look at me, "Do you know how to make the tunes of the three sets of cars?" ”

I frowned, "Yes, yes, but can you?" ”

Xiao Yayun blinked, her eyes seemed to be able to speak, "Of course Russian is not good, the Chinese version has been tried a few times, let's try it first." ”

I thought about the tune of the three sets of cars, and I used the three sets of cars as an etude when I was teaching myself ukulele, so I am quite familiar with this song. But the tunes of the three cars have no taste in playing the ukulele, which is suitable for playing those cheerful tunes.

I glanced at the hooded man, who was talking to his companion with a smile on his face, and his right hand was pointing at me and Xiao Yayun.

I was even more sure that this guy was here to smash the field, and with a breath of exhalation, I began to play three sets of cars.

Xiao Yayun spoke, and the moment I spoke, I almost threw the ukulele in my hand to the ground.

The shore of Lake Baikal just now made me feel that Xiao Yayun's voice was quite low, but now this first three sets of cars is even lower than the voice just now! It's almost a bass voice!

The hoodie and the man's smile in the crowd froze on his face, looking at Xiao Yayun's expression a little sluggish, I suddenly felt a sense of happiness in my heart, guessing that these two guys' faces must be hot and painful now.

At the end of the song, the applause was even warmer than the last time, and the audience was already three layers inside and three layers outside. Xiao Yayun stood there and smiled at the hoodie man: "I'm sorry sir, I don't know Russian." I don't know if you're still satisfied with this song? ”

Several young people around him shouted in English: "Sing very well!" ”

The hoodie man threw a five-hundred-dollar ruble into his hat amid applause around him, and without saying a word, he hurriedly turned around and pushed away from the crowd. I laughed and played a passage with a ukulele and shouted, "Thank you, sir!" ”

Xiao Yayun turned to look at me and smiled: "Now that the money is enough, do you still sing?" ”

I laughed and said, "Sing two more songs and it's over, whatever you want to sing." ”

"Zhong Wuyan."

I stopped my movements all of a sudden, and looked at Xiao Yayun with a wry smile on her face.

Xiao Yayun looked at me, "What?" Wouldn't it? ”