"I suggest you choose a little bit of the underworld next time, this time it's not challenging."

Li Jinglin opened his mouth very sincerely.

"The whole plane that transfers everywhere flies for a day or two, and it's best to have a little more outrageous time difference, and put pressure on the jet lag, isn't this more interesting?"

"Brother Lin, you ......."

Mingdong pupil earthquake.

Our Lady has seen a lot, but this is the first time I've seen the Living Yama.

......

Time passes slowly.

Soon, it was evening.

The group took the car and came to the airport.

It was impossible to shoot during the flight, so I checked in all the bags and equipment and got on the plane.

Nothing was said all night.

After arriving at the airport, Ming Dong took Li Jinglin off the plane.

"Oh, it's really Milan, Malpensa Airport."

Li Jinglin glanced around.

It's quite familiar.

Ming Dong's eyelids twitched.

"Brother Lin, the first task of the program team is here."

Set up your equipment and the recording will continue.

Although Ming Dong has a lot of grooves in his heart.

But he still honestly released the tasks of the program team.

"From Malpensa Airport, head to the city center rallying point."

"The only props you can use are watercolor pens, a basic oral communication manual, and a mobile phone that can ask for help once and has no navigation."

As for after that.

How to walk, how to walk, how to communicate..... It's all up to the guests.

Li Jinglin weighed the "funds" sent by the program team.

10 euros.

This money is very good.

Almost all modes of transport from the airport to the city centre are more than 10 euros.

Moreover, there is no mobile phone positioning, and when I get off the airport, my eyes are black.

Even if you want to walk on your legs, you have to determine your position.

If it's really unfamiliar......

It's really torturous.

"Well, I'll do my symbolic work."

Li Jinglin pursed his lips.

"To the city center, only the airport bus of the site is 8 euros, AP is 10 euros, I don't need to spend money on luggage, it is very boring, wait for the bus to come and arrive in an instant......"

So, Li Jinglin took everyone to stay up.

Waiting.

You don't even need to ask for directions.

As soon as the car came.

8 euros.

Get in.

And so on and so forth......

Then it's time for the city center.

Get out.

"Has anyone else arrived?"

Li Jinglin's words made Ming Dong's face stiffen directly.

Arrive?

To a P!

It's almost noon, and the others are really overwhelmed by the task of the program team, communication and directions are all problems, and there are even a few who don't move at the airport.

Who do you think is you?!

"Not yet."

"I haven't arrived, so don't worry, go around first."

Li Jinglin nodded, and left.

"I'm a little hungry right now, so I'll get something to eat first."

The cameraman hurriedly followed behind Li Jinglin.

It's really like going home, just scurrying around the streets and alleys, making several detours.

Mingdong, who was anxious, turned on his mobile phone and looked at the navigation and positioning very seriously...... also raised his head from time to time, stared at Li Jinglin, and followed quickly, for fear that Li Jinglin would not be able to keep up when he went away.

Saw.

Li Jinglin went straight into a store.

Ming Dong walked in with the photographer and found that this was a large piano shop.

"Hey! Hey! Fran, Fran is not there!! ”

Li Jinglin seems to have changed people.

It became much warmer all of a sudden.

"Who?"

A voice came from the second floor of the piano shop, and a man with glasses walked out.

Seeing that it was Li Jinglin, the person known as Fulong was stunned.

Immediately ecstatic three steps and two steps ran down.

On the spot, he and Li Jinglin came to a wave of bear hugs.

"Lee! Is it to come back for a show? ”

Fran laughed.

In chatting with Li Jinglin, he showed the traditional way of speaking of Italians.

Use both hands and mouth.

The hands are in the shape of chicken feet, the palms rush up, and then keep throwing them in the face.

"No, no, let's record a show."

Turning his head, Li Jinglin began to introduce several accompanying staff members to Fran.

This proficient Italian directly stunned Ming Dong.

"This is Fran, my good friend, who used to be at the Verdi Conservatory in Milan."

“......”

"Actually, if I want to borrow money, I don't dare to say more, if it's tens of thousands of euros, it's still okay."

“......”

"Oh yes, it's not far from the Verdi Conservatory in Milan, it's not difficult to go in and find a teacher, or find some friends."

“......”

"Oh yes, if I go back to school now, I'm afraid I'll be invited to a concert or something, and I can make some money."

“......”

"But I'd better play by the rules of the game a little bit."

“......”

Every word you say.

Ming Dong felt that his little heart was pricked.

Happy.

He's here to travel.

What to send it to the poor.

He's definitely here to make money.

earns the announcement fee of the program group, and then earns extra money in the program recording.

Inside and out, it's equal to winning twice.

Mingdong's brain was buzzing.

In fact.

Exotic variety shows, Ming Dong has not recorded them.

There are also domestic celebrities who engage in the theory of "selling art to make money".

However, it was basically a gimmick.

Who buys it.

If you don't understand the culture, you don't have to talk about it, your skills are also sparse, and if you don't get hammered, it's all because people are polite to you foreign tourists......

A lot of it is to save face and make false reports.

But Li Jinglin is different.

Milan.

One of the few art cities in the world!

This violin plays well, and someone really buys it.

Besides, Li Jinglin is different from those juggling stars, there are real guys.

"Fran, cooperate with me to record the show."

"No problem, Lee, just come!"

Fran smiled heartily.

"There are two euros left, take it."

Li Jinglin handed over the two euros he found for the ticket to Fran.

"Get me a larger piece of cardboard, preferably white, and if you have a small cardboard box, you can add a small cardboard box."

"No problem."

Fran went to the back warehouse to rummage through and took a simple piece of cardboard for Li Jinglin.

Li Jinglin took out a watercolor pen.

symbolically used the props given by the program team.

Write a few words in Italian on cardboard.

[I'm poor]

Immediately.

I grabbed a random violin from the Furlong shop.

Look at the camera.

"Next, I'm going to do a little commercial for my friend's piano shop, and he just needs to borrow me a piano and get a stereo."

realized what Li Jinglin was going to do.

Fran was simply ecstatic.

Borrow?

Happy.

Don't say it's borrowed, it's okay to smash all the violins on the first floor.

Ask a violinist of this caliber to advertise his street performances?

Drink like a fish.

Tuning, tight bows, top rosin.

I tried the texture a little.

Li Jinglin walked directly to the street.

Hold the cardboard up and place it at your feet.

A small cardboard box is placed in front of you.

Pedestrians passing by on the street looked curiously.

It seemed that someone wanted to play the violin.

The person who was not in a hurry leaned over two steps happily, intending to watch the excitement.

Soon, Li Jinglin began to play the piano.

If you want to quickly attract passers-by in the street squares of Italy, what to pull?

It's as simple as a folk song that the locals are familiar with.

Li Jinglin set up the piano, and his mellow and beautiful voice floated out.

Familiar melodies waft through the streets.

It immediately attracted the attention of many people.

This song is too familiar to the locals.

Italian boat song, "Santa lucia".

Santa Rukia.

Rukia was a Neapolitan-born woman who was persecuted and died while serving a mission in Sicily.

Later, in honor of Rukia, she was named the Holy Maiden of Light.

A port in Naples was named Santa lucia.

It's a person.

It's a ballad.

It means light.

In Italy, or in some countries in Northern Europe.

Hit this song.

It is tantamount to playing a good New Year or Spring Festival overture in China.

The identity bonus of a foreigner suddenly made passers-by more and more curious.

And after seeing the cardboard of "I am poor", I smiled even more.

I looked at it with my friends and whispered to myself.

While the melody is flowing, there are already enthusiastic audiences coming to feed them.

Some of these audience members really know a lot about the violin.

A foreigner, standing on the streets of Milan, plays an Italian country tune.

In the flowing music, you can feel the skill of the performer, steady and smooth.

“Brava！”

At the end of the song, the passers-by around applauded enthusiastically.

Li Jinglin smiled slightly, glanced at the cardboard box, and felt that he could add more fire.

Thereupon.

Set up the piano again and play non-stop!

This time, it's a completely dazzling track!

It was performed for the philharmonic musicians before, and the multi-part "Demon King" was performed with a violin.

《Der Erlkönig》

Become a top international violinist.

Live on the street playing this kind of extremely difficult, ultra-high listening music.

The repercussions were undoubtedly explosive.

There are more and more passers-by who are stopping.

Even the police were recruited.

The police did not drive away the audience and Li Jinglin, but just watched happily from the sidelines, by the way, to prevent possible order problems.

“Brava！！”

“Brava！”

Li Jinglin sang one song after another.

There are more and more donations in the cardboard box.

Some pedestrians seem to be in a hurry.

When passing by, I couldn't help but turn back frequently and slow down.

But in the end, it seemed that things were in a hurry, and he still turned around and left, but he still seemed a little reluctant to look at his expression.

In the crowd of onlookers, more and more people took out their mobile phones and began to record videos.

Li Jinglin not only didn't worry, but also turned around and communicated with passers-by with a smile and his eyes and movements.

In the crowd, there are several small children, holding the hands of their parents.

Li Jinglin lowered his head, bent down slightly, and winked at the children while playing the piano, provoking the children to laugh.

Within two meters of Li Jinglin, it was empty.

But two meters away, the street was full of people.

It's the end of another song.

Mountains roared and cheered like a tsunami of applause and cheers exploded in the streets.

Watching the audience grow more and more, it is also becoming more and more enthusiastic.

More and more donations are also being made.

Li Jinglin smiled.

It's almost time to come to an end.

And......

Isn't this just the time when culture is exported?

On the streets of Italy, Italian folk songs are used as a sign of respect and to attract locals.

Then, at the end, it is natural to play the folk songs that belong to China!