Legend of Xiao Yan of Douluo

Chapter 102 Sunny Day (Part [-])

After drinking a cup of tea, the old man also raised his head, and said excitedly: "Two hours, sir, wait for the old man for two hours, and I can make it for you." After speaking, he walked back quickly, a few steps away He stopped and turned around and said, "I don't know if this picture was thought up by the young master himself, or someone else's."

Xiao Yan smiled heartily and said, "My own is absolutely flawless."

The old man was slightly taken aback, and said with a smile: "Young master is really a master of the piano, comparable to Fairy Ziyin, the number one violinist in Suotuo City." After speaking, he took the picture and left impatiently.

Xiao Yan was taken aback: Fairy Ziyin, the number one luthier? ? ?

Hearing the name, Xiao Yan always had a feeling of deja vu, but he didn't think too much about it, and said: "There are pianos for sale, so there are people playing them! If there are, call for a good one, it's boring to wait here Yes, what do you think?"

The female boss said yes, and walked away, but she wondered why my father was so excited when he saw that thing that didn't look like a zither or a pipa!

Xiao Yan looked at the piano player brought by the female boss and nodded, and said to the female boss: "How much is it for two hours?"

The female boss smiled slightly: "This is a small amount of money for the girl. The young man is full of extravagance. If you feel comfortable listening, just give it to me."

Xiao Yan picked a back chair, lay down, and said softly: "Understood." In his heart, he praised the female boss for being really good at talking.

Seeing this, the female boss ordered the girl to do what she wanted to do.

After a while, the faint sound of the piano sounded, and Xiao Yan's constricted heart slowly relaxed, as if he was falling apart, lightly.Leaning lightly on Ning Rongrong's lap, she fell asleep directly.

A good dream is easy to wake up, Xiao Yan came back to his senses amid a female voice calling, opened his eyes and saw the excited gaze of the old man, stood up involuntarily, and said: "Master, are you alright? "

The old man seemed to like Xiao Yan's polite appearance very much, he smiled and said: "I'm always old, I dare not mention the word master." He said and handed over the guitar.

Xiao Yan took it over and took a look, the handwork was absolutely delicate, his hand touched it lightly, there was no thorn at all, but the lack of color was a bit ugly.However, Xiao Yan didn't care about these things, he put on a posture and tuned the sound, swiped the bombs a few times, and a crisp sound came out from the resonance box immediately!

"Fuck~!" Xiao Yan couldn't help but said softly while watching and touching it carefully.He really didn't expect such a gadget to be found in this world.

"Cough-cough" Seeing Xiao Yan kept researching the new gadget, the female boss didn't notice that her elderly father was still standing, so she couldn't help but coughed to remind her.It seems that this woman is a little filial.

"Ah" Xiao Yan called softly, seeing the old man standing and looking at him with a smile, he said with a slight smile: "You can be called a master, and you can restore what I think in a short time , It’s really not something that ordinary people can do.” Xiao Yan said sincerely, after all, a small blueprint can make this thing, as an ordinary person, it is indeed worthy of Xiao Yan. Fan language theory.

The old man didn't say anything this time, he could see from Xiao Yan's eyes that Xiao Yan was not simply flattering, and smiled kindly: "If little brother can sing a song for this old man, this old man will be very satisfied."

"Why not?" Xiao Yan put on his posture and thought about those hot songs in the era before he traveled.So, a prelude gently flowed out from the new guitar——

After saying a word, he took a deep breath, closed his eyes slightly, and plucked the strings lightly.

As if he had played it countless times, the notes on his fingertips jumped out one by one with his skillful plucking, and spread throughout the room.The slightly cheerful prelude is eye-catching.

This feeling cannot be brought by guzheng and pipa, a new way of music.

"The little yellow flower of the story

Floating from the year I was born"

Xiao Yan's faint voice made their eyes shine.Without those complicated and gorgeous affixes, it has a more intuitive and vivid feeling.

"Re So So Si Do Si La

So La Si Si Si Si Si Si La Si La So"

A note they had never heard made them frown. It seemed to be just an ordinary murmur, but there seemed to be another mystery.

"I tried to hold your hand on a windy day

But the rain is getting so heavy that I can't see you

How long will it take me to be by your side

Maybe I'll be better off when the sun clears."

When the climax comes, it is still plain and unpretentious lyrics.But the tune has changed from cheerful to sad, and a touch of sadness hits my heart.

"The day I skipped class for you

the day the flowers fall

the classroom

how can i not see

disappearing rainy day

I really want to shower again

I didn't expect to lose the courage I still have

I really want to ask again.”

When the song is over, everyone is infatuated——

The old man's eyes brightened even more, staring at Xiao Yan closely, as if he wanted to see through Xiao Yan, Ning Rongrong even looked at Xiao Yan with blurred eyes, his eyes were clearly in the shape of a heart.

Xiao Yan didn't expect that his song would have such a big effect, and he was also a little excited. After all, he and the earth seemed to be separated since he traveled. "Master, I'm sorry to bother you today." Then he said to the female boss, "How much money?"

Just as the female boss was about to say something, the old man took the words and said, "It's rare to meet someone like you. This piano is just a gift from me. As long as you are free, you can come here and play a few more songs."

Seeing what her father said, the female boss had no choice but to agree. Besides, she didn't really want to take money from other people, so she smiled wryly: "Yes! From now on, the young master will be our living signboard."

Xiao Yan saw that the two of you were so straightforward, so he didn't shirk away, thanked you, turned around and walked out, then suddenly turned back and asked: "Where is the back door."

The old man pointed and was about to ask Xiao Yan what his name was, but Xiao Yan disappeared in a flash. The three of them glanced at each other. What's going on? Are you afraid of being robbed of a piano? ? ?

But I knew what was going on right away, a large crowd poured in, shouting loudly, who played the tune just now.

Holding the new guitar in his arms, Xiao Yan escaped the enthusiastic "fans" and came to the street, letting out a long sigh.

"Rongrong, what's wrong?" Xiao Yan frowned.

"I,, why didn't I know you could play the piano before. It's really nice." Ning Rongrong looked at Xiao Yan with eyes like autumn water.

"If you think it sounds good, I'll sing it to you more in the future." Xiao Yan looked at the bewildered beauty in front of him, and said softly.

(End of this chapter)