This star is wrong

Chapter 85

"Come and try, I'll go first."

The young boss pressed his hands on the keys of the piano and played a string of "Nocturne".

Lu Xianger thought about it, and felt that it was just a matter of trying this violin, and it was no big deal.

So I picked up the bow, waited until the melody entered the next bar, put the bow on the strings, and started playing.

The melodious sound of the piano floated out from the violin.

The melody is beautiful, the rhythm is brisk, very pleasing to the ear.

Lu Xianger was immersed in the melodious sound of the piano, her mood relaxed immediately, she closed her eyes and continued to play.

However, after a short ensemble.

The sound of the piano gradually lost track of it.

The young boss played very hard, trying to keep up with the rhythm of the violin, but his piano level was just that.

In fact, this young piano shop owner was forced by his elders to learn piano when he was a child, but he didn't have the talent and didn't practice it, so he gave up later.

His piano level, in front of ordinary people, is not bad if he pretends to be awesome.

When you meet an expert, you will reveal all kinds of secrets.

Although his piano level is average, his appreciation level is still there.

Therefore, he could tell that the little girl in front of him played the violin very well.

The more so, the more he refused to admit defeat.

She racked her brains, tried her best, exhausted all she had learned in her life, stared at the row of black and white keys, and pressed hard.

Even so, still can't keep up.

Lu Xianger was originally immersed in the melodious sound of the piano, and her thoughts drifted in the sea of ​​clouds following the sound of the piano.

However, the occasional sound of playing the piano once or twice made her frown frequently.

After several times in a row, her playing mood was almost disturbed.

When she was about to stop playing, she suddenly heard the sound of another piano, joining the ensemble.

Clang clang clang clang clang...

The rhythm of this piano is brisk, and the sound of the piano is powerful. It overwhelms the sound of the previous piano and keeps up with the melody of the violin.

As soon as the experts make a move, they will know if there is any.

After only listening to two bars, she knew that the piano sound was not low.

This is a wonderful feeling of high mountains and flowing water. Hearing the melodious and beautiful ensemble, the melody in my heart will also be stimulated.

A slight smile appeared on the corner of Lu Xianger's mouth, and she began to play the violin indulgently.

The sounds of piano and violin float in the air, intertwined and complement each other.

It's like two vines, coiled around each other, growing upward together, chasing the sun and rain.

Sometimes the violin vine grows taller, spreading its branches in the sun.

Sometimes the vines of the piano catch up again, over the top of the head, blooming light.

The young boss, who was playing the piano, heard the addition of the new piano sound, and it played perfectly with the violin, as if it had been rehearsed.

His crappy piano sound is like a third party involved.

Moreover, the ensemble of the two opponents was perfectly matched, he couldn't squeeze in even if he wanted to, and it would be superfluous to play another note.

He was a little upset, but not good at attacking.

Others just play well, and the ensemble is almost perfect, so what can they do if they are unhappy?
He stood up and looked at the boy sitting in front of a black piano with a straight face.

The boy was wearing a mask, and he didn't know when he came in. He sat down and started playing the piano, and he knew that the level was quite good as soon as he heard it.

Wait until the ensemble of "Nocturne" ends.

Lu Xiang'er slowly put down the bow, opened her eyes and looked in the direction of the sound of the piano.

There, under the afterglow of the setting sun, a boy stood up with his back to the setting sun. Although he couldn't see his face clearly, it felt a little familiar and strange at the same time.

The young boss went up and asked: "Brother, Qin talks well. This song is a quick learner. Are you going to use it to tease girls?"

Fang Xing smiled and didn't answer his words.

The young boss asked again: "Are you here to buy a piano, or is there something else?"

Fang Xing pointed at Lu Xiang'er, and said, "I'm with her."

The young boss understood as soon as he heard it: "She called just now, was it for you?"

"Yes, we came here just to ask if you can help repair the piano." Fang Xing replied.

The young boss shook his head directly: "Our piano shop does not accept piano repair work, you have found the wrong place."

"Is the address and name on the business card here?" Fang Xing took the business card from Lu Xiang'er.

"The address is correct, the name belongs to my grandpa, but my grandpa is retired, and never accepts piano repair work." The young boss waved his hand.

Fang Xing looked at the business card in his hand, and said: "This business card may have a longer history than you, why don't you call your grandfather and tell us that Liang Yusong from Songshi Records introduced us."

The young boss didn't want to call at first, but he hesitated when he heard Liang Yusong's name.

The name Liang Yusong is quite famous in Donghai.

The young boss thought about it and said, "All right. I'll call and ask."

As he spoke, he took out his cell phone and started calling.

Not long after, the phone call ended.

He turned his head and said, "My grandfather does know Liang Yusong, but I would like to trouble you to find him at my grandfather's side."

After Fang Xing got the address, he took Lu Xianger out of the piano shop.

The young owner of the piano shop stood at the door, watched the two people leave, and sighed: "It's such a good little cabbage, so it's kicked away. Why haven't I practiced the piano for two more years?"

The shopping guide next to him glanced at the boss twitchingly, and said in his heart: The way he played the piano just now is not something you can catch up with after two more years of practice.

……

Coming out of the piano shop, Fang Xing and the two followed the address and took a taxi to find the grandfather of the piano shop owner.

The two sat in the back of the taxi.

Along the way, Lu Xianger was still immersed in the "Nocturne" ensemble just now, and brought up the topic: "Your "Nocturne" is on the hot song list, and the ranking has risen very quickly."

"Really? I didn't pay attention." Fang Xing replied casually.

"Aren't you supposed to be playing the rankings? The topic of rankings on the Internet is quite arguing." Lu Xianger turned her head to the side, her face full of curiosity.

"I was so busy rehearsing for the next competition that I didn't even look at the hit charts."

Fang Xing really didn't read it, and he knew very well that he didn't need to read it at all.

The arrangement version of "Nocturne" was released with the intention of winning the first place on all charts, without any suspense.

No matter how the opponent hits the rankings or struggles, it is useless.

Wang Zha has this effect.

The opponent's struggle to hit the charts can only delay the time for "Nocturne" to reach the top, and it can only delay a little time.

Therefore, Fang Xing didn't need to pay attention to the hot song charts at all, he just had to wait for the final results.

After all, Lu Xianger is a girl, and she is still very interested in entertainment gossip and music competitions.

She took out her mobile phone, opened the Hot Songs chart on the Music Billboard, held it up to Fang Xing, shook it, and said, "Look, "Nocturne" is No.5. But Wu Junchen's "Young and Confused" is also rising very fast. It was No.5 yesterday, but it is now No.[-] today.”

"Ah."

Fang Xing agreed casually, noncommittal.

"Do you think "Nocturne" can surpass "Youth and Confusion"?" Lu Xianger asked curiously.

Fang Xing moved closer, stared at her profile, and asked with great interest, "What do you think?"

Lu Xiang'er felt that Fang Xing was getting too close, so she quickly shrank her neck, fell back, curled up in the seat like a kitten, and said, "I...I don't know."

After getting closer, the tip of her nose could already smell the faint breath emanating from her neck, mixed with a little shower gel, and a fresh and soft fragrance.

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(End of this chapter)