The saxophone didn't hesitate too much, thought about it for a while, and directly gave them a melody they were most familiar with, and began to repeat after playing two bars, giving Fu a little room to enter.

Fu Tune only passed through his mind for a moment, and he roughly knew what the whole work should be like, and his fingers played it on the piano with great briskness.

This time, he no longer serves as the main melodic part, but as a connecting tugging left and right.

Let everything in the music be connected together without gaps.

Don't grab the position of the saxophone, and at the same time pull the sound of the double bass out.

The saxophone's eyes lit up, and he looked at Fu Tune with a little surprise, and the saxophone in his hand played more happily.

He never thought that his saxophone could be played so comfortably.

I've been working with several of my teammates for so long, and I've never been as comfortable as I am today.

The double bass on the side is also very comfortable.

It's not that he's comfortable playing, he's comfortable listening.

He had never felt that his double bass could play such an important role in the band.

It's as if all the music is on his shoulders, giving him a sense of standing on top of the sky.

This feeling makes him, a double bass player who has not been noticed for many years, very comfortable.

The more comfortable the player is, the more comfortable the listener will be.

All of them looked at the crowd on stage with a little surprise, listening to the works they often heard in the bar, and their bodies couldn't help but dance to the music.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but today this new person came to play jazz music, and the music in this jazz bar ...... Seems to sound a little better?

Especially after that person stopped playing solo, it was inexplicable to feel that the strength of everyone in the team had gone up?

It's a strange feeling, but at the same time, countless people stop and stay.

A lot of people sat under the stage, drinking and cheering.

There are also some who drink too much, and jump directly on the stage to the crowd twice, dancing some casual, half-baked dances.

However, no one will refuse them, on the contrary, in the face of this sudden "dancer", more people give applause.

And Fu Tune unconsciously controlled the band to cooperate with those people's dancing as much as possible, making those people dance more enjoyable.

After all, everyone comes out to relax at night, and not many people learn to dance just to dance in the bar.

Time passed quickly, and it was just like that until about two o'clock in the evening.

Although there were still some people drinking and chatting there, most of the guests had already left.

It's not a weekend today, and there's something to do tomorrow, so it won't stay long.

Fu Tiao looked at the empty seat with a little regret, got up helplessly, stretched his waist, and was also ready to leave.

At this moment, a slightly rugged one with a strong Polish, or rather Russian accent, appeared behind him.

"You're playing so well, are you considering coming to work in our bar?"

Fu turned around, and behind him a traditional European white man wearing a brown beret, a white shirt, and black bib pants appeared behind him, a gray-brown coat casually placed on the back of the chair, and he took out a stack of bills from his pocket and counted them up and down.

"I forgot to introduce, I'm the owner of this shop, and then this is your salary tonight, wait for the bounty on the band's side and they will settle with you, and there will be money for drinks that others invite you, and we won't send it when we see you don't drink it, but they give you a lot of drinks, and they will divide it into ...... after deducting the cost."

"It's 483 zlotys in total, and 10 zlotys of mineral water, I asked for it, make it up, 500 zlotys."

He counted them, took out three 100 bills from them, three 50, two 20 and one 10 yuan and handed them to Fu Tiao, patted him on the shoulder, and smiled.

"Good playing."

"Thank you."

Fu Diao couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he looked at the banknote in his hand, turned to look at the store manager who was about to clean up the store, and hesitated: "That...... Is it okay to replace it with a whole one? ”

"You want to fix it? Okay, too. The store manager was stunned, took back the shredded banknotes from Fu Tiao's hand, took out two 100 zlotys and handed them over: "No." ”

"Thank you."

Fu Tiao looked at the coin in his hand, couldn't help grinning, put it in the inner pocket of his clothes, and patted it hard.

Yes, it shouldn't fall.

The shopkeeper leaned back on the stool, looked at his appearance, couldn't help but smile, and asked again.

"So, you haven't answered me yet, do you want to continue to work part-time in my shop? The hourly wage is calculated at 50, from 7 to 3 o'clock in the evening, what's the matter? ”

"Nope." Fu Tune shook his head: "I have something before ten o'clock in the evening, so it may have to be after ten o'clock." ”

"After ten, after eleven to three? What about four hours? The store manager nodded indifferently: "Just let that guy play the first half, you play the second half, is it okay?" ”

"Okay."

"To sign a contract or not? Signing a contract will give you insurance, but you need to pay taxes, and if you don't sign a contract, you will be given cash. ”

"No, just give cash."

"Okay, when you leave one day, remember to tell me in advance."

"Okay, see you tomorrow."

"Well, I'll see you tomorrow."

The store manager looked at Fu Tuo, who had a flat expression, couldn't help laughing, shook his head slightly, reached out and hooked up the coat on the back of the chair, hung it on his body and turned away.

When leaving, I also don't forget to move the chair on the road to the table for the convenience of the staff who are cleaning.

Fu Tiao put his hand on his chest, felt the faint protrusion, couldn't help but reach out and pinch it, and then smiled.

There was never a place to use money on a ship before, so I never thought about money.

As a result, when I really needed money, I relied on Mr. Brotz to eat, and I still had a little money left, and it was hard to ride in the car every day.

Now that I finally have some money on me, I can repay a little favor from Mr. Brotz.

It's hard to put into words a feeling of always owing favors.

Later, there is a little money coming in every day, maybe when listening to music in the concert hall, you can improve the food a little?

Fu Tiao couldn't help but grin.

"What are you laughing at?"

The person who played the saxophone before suddenly appeared, patted Fu Diao's shoulder, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said happily, "Nuo, your dividends!" ”

With that, the man pushed out nearly a third of the large pile of banknotes and handed it to Fu Xuan.

"No, today's total income is 524 Brods, four of us here, we thought about it, and finally decided that the four of us will share 324, and the rest will be given to you, today is really hard for you!"

After that, the man didn't wait for Fu Diao to refuse, and directly stuffed 200 Brods into Fu Diao's pocket, patted it hard, and turned to leave.

He pushed open the door, suddenly thought of something, turned his head and smiled at Fu Diao and said, "Oh yes, I almost forgot to say it, you play really well, I heard that you plan to come over to do odd jobs, then, we'll see you tomorrow?" ”

"Well, I'll see you tomorrow."

Everyone around waved goodbye to Fu Diao one by one, and for a while, only Fu Diao was left in the room, as well as the bartender and cleaning staff who were still cleaning up.

Fu Tiao touched the 700 Brotz in his arms, and suddenly laughed.

Soon, the smile retracted, shook his head slightly, picked up his coat and left.

Chopin's feelings, I still haven't found it.

Forget it, though.