Looking at the smiling owner of the musical instrument shop, Xia Feng's mind suddenly appeared with the old and cunning face of the president of the Heavenly Master Branch. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Or in his opinion, most of the people who sell things are the same as those who really want to do business.

"Brother, do you know why I can't come to your house because I can't do so many musical instruments?"

"Why?"

"Because you are real, many people think I am handsome, but they are hypocritical, they hide it in their hearts and don't say it, only you say it, you say how real you are."

The owner of the musical instrument store was directly confused by Xia Feng's words, but soon he laughed a few times in embarrassment:

"Haha, my brother is really humorous, I came here today to see the musical instrument?"

"Well, I'd like to buy a ukulele."

Hearing that Xia Feng wanted to buy ukulele, the owner of the musical instrument store rolled his eyes and said:

"Look, brother, I'll tell you, don't believe what those people on the Internet say about how guitars can be done by self-education.

If they could all be self-taught, then these teachers who specialize in teaching would probably have changed their careers to sell houses as intermediaries. ”

"Pick me a few and show me."

Xia Feng didn't take the boss's words, but directly wanted to look at the instrument.

Now, no matter which store you go to, whether you want to buy a musical instrument or get your hair cut, you can't just cut your hair.

What if my brother didn't get a card?

Or is it a set meal?

There is a bundle of software on the Internet, there is a bundle when you go out to travel, and now even shopping and eating are bundled.

Why are people nowadays very thick-skinned and their hearts very dark, no way, if you are thin-skinned, you are embarrassed to refuse, people let you apply for a card, you will do it, people will let you have a package, you will agree, and then your own pocket will slowly be clean.

So you can only refuse, because as far as the eye can see, there are routines everywhere, you see an old lady on the front foot pitiful, give her 10 yuan, and the old lady on the back foot will tell others, saying that you are good to ask for money here, and then a group of people will catch up.

Many people scold, now society is ruthless, people are cold-blooded or something, in fact, everyone is more or less responsible.

However, people like Xia Feng, who have suffered losses and been deceived before, will naturally not be in this kind of routine, after all, no matter how many routines there are in reality, will there be more routines in novels?

"Many people watch some so-called god analysis on the Internet, and then come to pick up musical instruments, but after picking out, they watch videos at home and learn by themselves for a few days and find that they can't do it, and the musical instruments don't play.

So brother, brother is either to earn your little money for studying, or he just doesn't want to see you waste time. ”

The boss brought two ukuleles at this time, and then handed one to Xia Feng's hand:

"This one is a little deeper, and the other one is a little brighter."

The last time Xia Feng came here to pick a guitar, because the boss was bragging with a group of people and telling him a little story, he was picking it himself, and when he finished picking, the boss blew it over.

It is precisely because of this that he is mistaken for some teenager who can't play, but always wants to buy a guitar and go home to teach himself to be handsome.

"I'll try."

In order to shut up the boss, Xia Feng played it directly after a simple adjustment.

The rich folk notes, through the rubbing of the strings, came out pleasantly, and the boss's eyes widened a little unexpectedly:

"Brother, it turns out that you can play, why didn't you say it earlier?"

"Critical brother, you won't give me a chance to say it at all."

Xia Feng stopped and smiled helplessly.

The boss was also a little embarrassed after hearing this, and then moved a chair and asked Xia Feng to sit down:

"Did you teach yourself? I've learned it before. ”

"I've also learned from myself and with others, it's not a system, but it's okay to play."

Xia Feng said matter-of-factly.

"What song did you just play? It sounds like a ballad, but I've heard most of them, and I'm not familiar with what you play. ”

"This is my original. It's called a stranger. ”

"Original? It's so powerful, anyway, there's no one in the store now, you sing it and I'll listen to it. I'll see if the songs you wrote are okay, check for you, I'm also an old original. ”

"You don't have to sing it."

"What's embarrassing about you, I have a lot of people who can play music here, and you can play together and communicate with you if you have nothing to do. Sing it and I'll listen to it, it's nice to listen to the melody in front of you. ”

Seeing that the boss was so persistent, Xia Feng no longer refused, even if it was an exercise.

As the strings of notes sounded, a faint sadness suddenly filled the musical instrument shop, and the shopkeeper listened very seriously, and his brows were subconsciously furrowed, as if he was brought into the memories of the past by Xia Feng's singing.

"The former vernacular

Quietly hidden

Unspeakable promises

Always rest assured

There are many times

Tears will flow

That window is what makes me strong

Small doorway

And her gentleness

Give me warmth and keep me company

……”

This song is a song that Xia Feng likes very much, because the lyrics are written very well, and it vividly expresses the helplessness and homesickness of living outside, but the complex emotions of fighting for dreams and survival.

Speaking of which, this is not his hometown, so when he sang this song, he also had a rare wave in his heart.

It's just that when he finished singing and put down the ukulele in his hand, he saw that the uncle seemed to be still immersed in the singing, and even his eyes were a little teary-eyed.

"Brother is enough, you're not an actor, so you don't have to cooperate so well with the show."

Xia Feng called the boss, waited for the boss to react, and then clapped his hands to Xia Feng:

"Brother, this song is so well written, I really can't see that you are not so old that you can write this kind of song. It's amazing! ”

The boss was full of praise for this song, and he didn't continue to sell him anything about signing up for learning.

In the next ten minutes, the boss dragged Xia Feng to talk to him, such as asking him if he had any ideas for making music, releasing an album, or going out to participate in a singing competition, etc.

In the process, he also revealed the idea of buying this stranger, but because he didn't say it explicitly, Xia Feng also pretended not to hear it and bypassed the topic.

In the end, Xia Feng reluctantly left on the grounds that there was still something to do, otherwise according to the meaning of the musical instrument boss, he would have to stay and play strings today anyway, and he would introduce him to his friends and exchange music together in the future.

When I bought a ukulele and got home, Xia Feng tried to play a few more songs with it, and it felt pretty good.

However, he regretted that he chose to sing strangers in school, after all, it is difficult for the student group to understand the true meaning of this song.

It's better to sing a cheerful song.

But what to sing?

Xia Feng thought about it and suddenly clapped his hands, and couldn't help but blurt out:

"Little Apple!"

Thinking of Little Apple's simple and easy-to-dance dance and cheerful rhythm, Xia Feng suddenly had an idea, and felt that it would be difficult for the party to be popular at No. 1 Middle School.