Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Piano Idiot
The master nodded very helpfully, and stumbled out a word, "Good." ”
"Hey, sister-in-law can spit out words?!" Silver Mountain tossed the peaches.
"Yes," Gensheng squeezed the skin of the peach according to the teacher's instructions, and used a knife to remove the peach pit inside, and threw a whole flesh into the dustpan.
"Yinshan, we're going home, I'll play with you next time."
Ju Xiang followed a group of girls and waved at Yinshan.
The master turned around with a gossipy face, and simply spit out a few words at Yinshan, "Hi... Enjoy.. Cheer her? ”
Yinshan's face was as red as the peach in his hand, and he lowered his head and rolled on a few small stones, "No, sister-in-law." ”
"Hello beautiful young lady, are you at home?"
A clear man's voice sounded outside the fence, and as soon as he heard the name, he knew that it was Ran Qingyun.
Gensheng couldn't guard against this person, put down the work in his hand, walked out of the door, and asked with a cold face, "What are you looking for my daughter-in-law for?" ”
"Mr. Xu, I'm here to find that beautiful young lady," Ran Qingyun looked like he didn't want to talk to Gensheng, a dirt bun, and his nostrils were facing people.
The master handed the peach to Yinshan and asked him to pick the core properly, and she walked straight out, ".. What? ”
"Beautiful young lady, I found a good Western plucked piano from Brother Wan San, I want you to help me take a look," Ran Qingyun was still dressed in Western formal clothes, bypassing Gensheng and coming to Shishi.
The master smiled, and thought of a good idea, she had not been able to find the source of the instruments in her music library space before, and this Ran Qingyun in front of her was an excellent top bag.
"Okay," she doesn't need to make a simple gesture now, and her beautiful voice is already silently forming.
Gen Sheng was about to stop him, but the master gave him a reassuring look, and then followed Ran Qingyun away.
"Big brother, you have to be careful, Ran Qingyun dresses like a peacock every day, sister-in-law is so smart and beautiful, don't snatch it away, it's useless for you to cry when the time comes!"
Yinshan is afraid that the world will not be chaotic.
"Tick the core, what did your sister-in-law say?" Gensheng walked into the room and picked up the peach, Ran Qingyun's sassy face appeared in front of him, and the knife was happily slammed...
"Look, how is this piano?"
This is the first time that the master has seen such a primitive Western piano, which is completely different from the modern piano, with many strings in a rectangular box and two picks in hand.
The teacher tidied up his clothes, even if the clothes were shabby, but the etiquette of the instrument could not be forgotten!
Fingers picked up two picks and tested the scales, feeling that this was a horizontal guitar, but the timbre was slightly different, and what she was best at in the idol group at that time was singing and playing the guitar.
Ran Qingyun has studied in the West for many years, and she is not as quick as her to get started with some new musical instruments, and her eyes are like glue, stuck to her fingers.
Shishi felt that her current place reminded her of the "Blue and White Porcelain" of her predecessors in the entertainment industry, so her mind moved, and her five fingers were dialed very quickly, which made people pass by at a glance, only to see a phantom, knocking thousands of times, like a drizzle falling from the sky on his heart.
There seems to be a man holding an oil-paper umbrella walking through the bluestone alley, to touch the patina knocker, inside the door a beautiful woman with a brush stained with green material painting a porcelain vase....
As soon as the song started, the people in the landlord's family were eavesdropping on the windows, and they were as happy as food.
"Good.. "Shi Shi stretched out his hands and shook them towards Ran Qingyun, ten cents.
Ran Qingyun didn't understand, thinking that he was going to high-five him, he also happily stretched out his hand and touched the muse in his mind, looking like that, he enjoyed it very much.
The master was violent, hammering him on the head, "Ten... Money! ”
"What's the matter, aren't we friends, do we have to raise money to exchange music?"
Ran Qingyun touched the place where he had been beaten.
"Hmph," the teacher's face turned, whoever exchanges piano skills with your friends, our family is almost unable to untie the pot, how can there be such poetry and picturesqueness!
"Okay, okay, I'll give you thirty wen," Ran Qingyun took the money and put it in the palm of her hand, in fact, he felt that her piano skills were far from knowing these thirty wen, which was priceless.
The teacher thought that being priceless does not mean that he will not give money!
She looked at Ran Qingyun in front of her, who looked like a piano idiot, what if she cooperated with him to form a new band to make money in the town? Then rent a carriage, change the sedan chair slightly, make a touring car, and perform in every small place, collect money, and it seems that the money comes relatively quickly.