Super power exchange system

Liu Piaopiao stomped her feet: "Xia Yu, I'm not as good as this broken piano, you're mad at me!"

Xia Yu raised her head and said with a smile: "That's enough, that's enough, I'm just kidding you, there's no one who chooses you to choose the piano, isn't this just looking for something for yourself, it's just a meaningless question."

"It makes sense!" Liu Piaopiao said: "You say, you will choose me!"

Xia Yu looked at her: "Why are you arguing with Qin?"

"I don't care, I want you to choose!"

"Okay, okay, choose you, choose you." Xia Yu really couldn't stand her pestering.

"You lied, you lied, you said you chose me, but you still chose Qin in your heart!" Liu Piaopiao insisted.

Xia Yu's eyes widened: "Sister, you are a bit of a bully, no matter how I choose you, I am not happy?"

Bai Mengmeng hurriedly said: "Forget it, Xia Yu, play a tune for us." Bai Mengmeng said hopefully, "Liu Piaopiao said you play the guitar very well."

Xia Yu touched her beloved guitar: "I haven't touched the guitar for almost a month, let alone, I'm really itchy today."

"Then come one, come one." Bai Mengmeng said excitedly: "I'm abroad, and I've seen many homeless singers, they put piano boxes on the side of the road, and then they play and sing by themselves, very handsome! "

Liu Piaopiao also said: "Okay, how about you show her your hand?"

Xia Yu smiled, sat down, and began to tune the strings with her head down.

"What is he doing?" Bai Mengmeng asked.

"Tune the strings!" Liu Piaopiao thought she knew how to play: "Before playing the guitar, the guitarist must tune the piano well. This is professional knowledge, isn't it amazing?"

"awesome."

Xia Yu tuned the piano and began to play slowly.

A beige box piano, with a simple shape and no distinctive personality, was originally silent in the corner without attracting attention.But when Xia Yu's slender fingers slid across gently, waves of gentle and beautiful melody came out.

Almost at the first moment when the first string of notes reached his ears, Bai Mengmeng felt electrified all over his body, as if he was grabbed by something.

Instinctively, she sat up straight, opened her eyes wide, and looked at Xia Yu who lowered her head slightly, with a calm face and soft eyes, she was so surprised that she couldn't speak.

She noticed that Xia Yu's hands turned out to be so beautiful, and those hands were not only able to clenched into fists to fight with people, they were supposed to be a pair of hands serving art!

Xia Yu's fingers are long and slender, and her nails are trimmed short and neat. They rest on the strings relaxedly. Every time she plucks the strings lightly, soft and beautiful tunes will rippling in this room. reverberates.

Frankly speaking, listening to guitar outdoors is definitely different from indoors.The outdoors are too open, and there is a lot of noise interference, it is easy to be distorted.But indoor listening is different. In a room, a guitar is enough to shock everyone, enough to make everyone calm down and hold their breath.

While Bai Mengmeng was still in a daze, Xia Yu suddenly opened her mouth: "Dala da la la la, da la da la la la, da la da la la la la, la la la..."

There is no actual lyric, only a repetitive sound, but these sounds are obviously produced after careful consideration, like a song without specific lyrics.I don't know why, but it's so moving, so sad, so embarrassing and emotional because there are no lyrics.

"Oh, oh oh... oh oh, da la da la la, da la da la la..."

For some reason, Bai Mengmeng suddenly felt that Xia Yu was so pitiful.

Xia Yu's gaze was so melancholy, which made people's heart ache, his voice was so helpless and hesitant, as if he was experiencing the vicissitudes of life, and the world was so cold.

There is no crazy strumming, no intense singing, and even the treble looks tired and bleak.Xia Yu didn't look at Liu Piaopiao and Bai Mengmeng, but just looked into the distance and hummed lightly.

For some reason, Bai Mengmeng felt that she knew Xia Yu better.

The music brought her and Xia Yu closer. At this moment, she could fully feel that a lonely person, whose heart had become a desert, was trekking hard with a guitar on his back in the endless grassland.As the sun set, he didn't know where he was going. Behind him, there were only a series of lonely footprints...

He looked back, as if looking at the love of his life, and smiled sadly.

At this moment, Bai Mengmeng completely understood that Xia Yu's heart is fragile, he is not as strong as he appears on the surface; Xia Yu is kind, he is not as cold-blooded and cruel as the surface; Xia Yu is emotional, he is not as strong as the surface So rational and violent; Xia Yu's heart is full of longing, even though he always acts like he doesn't care about everything...

This man, in his heart, still has a world.Did he protect himself by wrapping himself up in layers of hippie-faced insensitivity?

No matter what kind of person Xia Yu was, at least at this moment, Bai Mengmeng felt that Xia Yu was an angel, a melancholy singer with clear eyes.

"Dala da la la la... da la da la la la... da la... da la... la ah..."

After Xia Yu sang a song, she sighed and forced a smile: "How is it? Is your technique okay?"

Xia Yu was stunned suddenly, because he saw that Bai Mengmeng was crying.

Xia Yu looked at Bai Mengmeng. Bai Mengmeng didn't seem to wake up from the music. She just pouted and let two lines of tears flow down. She looked at Xia Yu sadly, without saying a word.

Liu Piaopiao turned her head and opened her eyes wide: "Hey, hello." She poked Bai Mengmeng with her finger.

"Ah?" Bai Mengmeng suddenly woke up: "What's wrong?"

"Are you crying?" Liu Piaopiao asked.

"Ah? No!" Bai Mengmeng quickly wiped away tears: "Really, how could this happen...Xia Yu, what kind of song is this? Why is there no lyrics?"

Xia Yu touched the piano: "This is a demo of the work of Mr. Huang Jiaju, the home of Beyond Band, before his death. He created it, but there are no works that have actually written lyrics, sung, recorded and published. After Mr. Huang Jiaju passed away, these The work has become the last posthumous work, included in the album "Really beyond" and published to the world."

"what a shame."

"Yeah." Xia Yu also nodded: "He is my favorite musician and guitarist. These works could have been brilliant, but it's a pity...do you like this piece?"

Bai Mengmeng nodded: "I like it very much. It's the first time I heard someone play like this, I feel... very amazing. And... I think..."

"Ok?"

"It's a pity for you, Xia Yu." Bai Mengmeng looked at Xia Yu with sparkling eyes.