Chapter 145: The Night Banquet XXXI

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"Hi Joey!" Mr. Stockch warmly opened his arms and hugged Joey hard. After recognizing the two beautiful little princesses as Sophie and Margaret, he hurriedly greeted Sprite brought by the attendant.

"Uncle Henry, everything is alright." Joey pretended not to see it, and Mr. Stockch's denunciation of black musicians began to talk casually.

"Jojo, everything was fine. The idea of using a mirror as a background for a bar wine cabinet with an incandescent light is great! And the idea of having the male and female bartenders wear white silk tight shirts and black vests with leggings and flared trousers is also great! ”

Mr. Stockch suddenly leaned down and whispered in Joey's ear, "Like you said, this outfit is just too sexy." I love the word sexy you say, Joey. ”

Joey glanced around with some weakness, but fortunately, his friends and sisters, who were looking around, were obviously attracted by this novel place, and did not notice what Mr. Stockch said to Joey.

"Ahem!" Joey cleared his throat vigorously and said with a serious face, "Uncle Henry, this is obviously your idea, I don't know anything. ”

"Haha, of course, of course." Mr. Storsch laughed loudly.

Dreyer, Stolling, and the two little princesses were captivated by the brightly lit bar and the bartenders making cocktails waving tinkling shakers. The children were amazed when they saw one after another, colorful cocktails being placed on the bar table and shining under the pillars of light.

Joey looked up into the air along the bright pillars of light on the bar, looked at the incandescent lamps covered by a reflector, and said with a smile, "If you have a good idea, you still need Uncle Henry's stage design, these pillars of light are very beautiful, and they really reflect the alluring appearance of the cocktail." ”

"Hehe, the key is Joey's idea, creativity is the key. In this environment, the cocktail bartenders I hired from the UK are also very motivated, and you can see that the bartenders he trained have already been very sophisticated in just a week. ”

"Hmm!" After comparing himself to his previous impression of the cocktail bartenders, Joey nodded in approval of Mr. Stockch's speech.

When a bartender is seen putting vodka and tequila in a shaker, rocking up and down hard, pouring the cocktail from the shaker into a long glass filled with plenty of ice cubes, and then pouring in 90% of the coke, a Long Island cocktail familiar to Joey from his previous life is put on the bar.

Joey blinked vigorously, pointed to the cocktail and said in surprise, "Uncle Henry, you're using Coke so soon now?!" ”

"Of course, every day now, there are all sorts of cocktails that I can't name, and you see that this cocktail is just one of them. It is served with 2 ounces of vodka, 1 ounce of agave and a slice of lemon with cola, and this wine is loved by both ladies and gentlemen. ”

"Jojo, I sell this cup for 15 marks, you won't have an opinion, right?" Mr. Storsch, who suddenly thought of something, couldn't help but ask nervously.

The reason for Mr. Storsch's question is that 60ml of vodka and 30ml of tequila, about less than 2 taels of wine, with a bottle of 5 pfennig Coke, sold for 15 marks, it is simply a huge profit in a huge profit.

But Joey didn't care about this at all, this was a bar, and it was natural to sell it, so Joey thought about it with a straight face and said, "Drinking in such a good environment, I think it's a bit less to sell 2 gold marks." ”

Hearty laughter burst out of Mr. Stosch's mouth again. Mr. Storsch was very happy when he arrived, but Joey could not laugh at once, and the two little princesses actually climbed into the round chairs in front of the bar, ready to drink a nice and beautiful cocktail.

Frightened, Joey ran over and snatched the glass from Sophie and Margaret's hands. If he came out to take risks, if he went home with his two drunken sisters, Joey estimated that he would be grounded by his mother, which would be the lightest punishment.

To distract the curious sisters from the two babies, Joey starts with the player piano and shows off beautiful dancing neon signs and smoking dry ice.

After the best friends and his sisters finally turned their attention away from the alcoholic beverages, Joey also had time to follow Mr. Stockch and watch the performances of several black musicians and chat.

"Jojo, these saxophonists from New Orleans, USA, who you asked me to find from England, are good at everything. The only problem is that none of them have a single performance, and the performance is rigorous, it is too freewheeling! Mr. Stockch complained helplessly.

"Uncle Henry, the characteristic of the saxophone is to do whatever you want, the same fingering, mouth shape, with the size and strength of the air flow in the player's mouth, will produce a completely different timbre, and even with the mouth shape and air flow, you can directly play a higher octave sound."

"It's an instrument that can be played with the mood of the player, so if you ask it to be strict by the standards of an orchestra or a symphony orchestra, it's embarrassing for the musician." Joey defended the black saxophonist.

"Oh, Jojo, you still know the saxophone?!"

"Understand?! I know what kind of saxophone music is best for tonight's environment, so why don't you give it a try? Joy, without waiting for Mr. Stosch's answer, hurried onto the small stage, smiling and asking for the saxophone in English.

After putting the saxophone's lanyard around his neck, the saxophone joy weighing about 2.5KG can fully withstand it, but this big guy who is more than 70 centimeters tall takes up half of Joey's height, and Joey's funny appearance makes everyone present laugh.

Regardless of what others thought, Joey took off the reed, carefully wiped it with a white handkerchief and put it back on, holding this instrument that was very similar to the classic Mark six-type alto saxophone, lowered his head and closed his eyes, and played it attentively.

Oh my love my darling

Oh my love, my love

I've hunger for your touch

I crave your caresses

A long lonely time

A long time of solitude

Time goes by so slowly

Time passes so slowly

And time can do so much

Time flies

Are you still mine I... I need your love

Whether you still belong to me, I need your love

A classic piece of saxophone music, the theme song "Uninhibited Melody" quietly sounded. After the song was blown, Joey felt that it was not enjoyable again, and played "Because You Loved Me" and "Unintentional Whispering" again.

After blowing these three saxophone pieces that he was very familiar with in his previous life, Joey felt that he had been unable to understand his thoughts about his past life for a long time.

In any case, there is finally something that can establish a connection with the self in the previous life.

Before Joey said that he could play the saxophone, Mr. Stockch just thought that Joey was joking, and when he saw Joey sitting on a chair decently, putting on a lanyard and starting to play, he thought it was a little funny, but when the blurry, romantic, and some heart-warming music sounded, the first time he heard it, Joey played blues music that was far from belonging to this era, and Mr. Stockch was completely stunned.

"It is said that Frederick the Great is good at composing, and there are thousands of his scores in Sanssouci Palace, is Jojo the same as Frederick the Great?! A talented composer, or ......" Mr. Stockch looked at Joey's figure, the fire in his eyes became incomparably hot, and this gaze with boundless heat seemed to melt everything.

As soon as Joey's performance was over, an excited Mr. Stockch danced and asked several black musicians to try to play again, holding Joey's hand and urging Joey to compose the music for himself.

When Joy had fulfilled his request to compose a piece, Mr. Stockch was cheeky and wanted Joy to play a few more pieces so that his saxophonist could learn from it. Joy, however, had already seen another instrument while playing the saxophone, and when he heard Mr. Stosch's request, he smiled and said:

"Uncle Henry, in order to reflect the style of a bar, in addition to the dΓ©cor, the good drinks, the beautiful waiters and the melodious music, the key is to have a good voice."

After that, he straightened up, took off his saxophone and handed it to the black musician with a smile, beckoned to the friends and sisters who had gathered around, and after finding a comfortable seat, he turned around and walked to the corner of the stage and picked up a six-stringed instrument, which Joey called the guitar in the former world.

Also sitting on a round chair in the middle of the stage, Joey patiently tuned the strings and tried the tone of the guitar. While Joey was preparing, the whole room was free of the noise of the saxophone playing in front of him, and the waiters, musicians, Joey's best friends and sisters, and Mr. Storsch were all patiently waiting for Joey's performance.

When Joey adjusted the guitar in his hand, he was pleasantly surprised to find that it was actually a panel made of Sitica spruce veneer, similar to the 00-12 cabinet, 00 type acoustic guitar. There is an indescribable similarity with Joey's favorite singer in his previous life, Boss Huang's special Martin guitar.

Joey's fingers began to pluck the strings rapidly, nodded his head, and motioned for several black musicians to beat the tambourine in their hands, trying their best to keep up with their own rhythm, and the moment the guitar and drum sound merged, Joey's singing voice sounded, with a hint of wildness in his voice similar to Boss Huang's small fresh style.

A song "Castle on the Top of the Hill" sang from Joey's fingertips and lips:

I found my heart and broke it here

I've heard my heart, and I've heard where my heart breaks

Made my friends and lost them through the years

I made good friends and lost the past of real friends

And I've not seen the roaring fields in so long

It's been a long time since I've seen the shore of this hometown

I know I've grown

I know I've grown

I can't wait to go home

I can't wait to return to my hometown

I'm on my way

I'm on my way back

At the end of the song, Joey looked at the mesmerized dead friend and his two sisters, the black musicians who were full of joy and their bodies were constantly writhing, the cheering messengers, and Mr. Storsch, who was shaking his legs with joy, and decided to send another song to his fans tonight.

After all, the great German thinker, Goethe said: A person who does not love music is not worthy of being a person, although he loves music, he is only worthy of being half a person, and only a person who is fascinated by music can be called a complete person, and there is no person in Germany who is not fascinated by music.

At this moment, Joey was like Boss Huang possessed, his right hand slapped the guitar cabinet, his left hand was raised high and kept waving, constantly signaling everyone to echo his rhythm with rhythmic applause.

When the rhythm of "Ah lahmlahlah" began to sound from Joey's mouth, Boss Huang's famous song "Don't", which was also more than 100 years ahead of schedule, sounded in the Armory Museum in Berlin.

At the end of another song, in the midst of the applause, a flirtatious voice sounded out of place, "Hey, this little singer's song is a little interesting, why do you want to work with these hateful, why don't you come to your uncle's arms and let me play a sweet song with you?" ”