My girlfriend is a cello player

Two hours later.

Christine Nunnally sat down on the sofa and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

The cafe in front of you has a new look.

"I'm so crazy that I'm cleaning some kind of cafe with you guys."

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Nunnally covered her head and squatted on the sofa, looking dazed.

After two full hours of hard work, she was already a little delirious.

She has never had such a heavy workload in her life!

"Yes, it's indeed clean." Lin Tian looked at the cafe with satisfaction.

Sure enough, three people working is more efficient than two people working.

The work that was originally expected to take three to five hours was completed in less than one hour.

Although this guy has a bit of a mean mouth, when he really asked her to work with him, she was not ambiguous at all!

"Next, it's time to rearrange it with the decorations we bought."

Lin Tian looked up at the ceiling and said seriously.

"No! Impossible!"

Nunnally stood up when she heard that there was still work.

Both eyes suddenly stared straight.

"I can't possibly help you anymore!"

The two hours of hell experience just now had an impact on Nunnally's mentality.

If she keeps doing this, she will definitely go crazy!

Now, Nunnally has begun to regret why she came to this place and met Lin Tian, ​​a lunatic.

"Lin Tian, ​​I also think that the assigned work can be carried out tomorrow."

Gan Yanyu whispered.

The cafe has been cleaned and is now ready for use.

But how to arrange, decorate, and make a venue suitable for shooting is a mental task. It requires a lot of thought. It really needs to be solved all at once. It really doesn't take a while.

"Um."

Gan Yanyu said so, and Lin Tian didn't say anything else.

He turned his attention to Nunnally;

"Miss Dai Lai Lai."

"My name is Nunnally!!"

"Oh, it's not important - don't you want to challenge Teacher Gan? I have a good idea."

Lin Tian raised his index finger and raised the corners of his mouth in a meaningful arc.

"What?"

"You wait first."

Lin Tian came to Gan Yanyu and wanted to seek Gan Yanyu's opinion on this matter first.

"Teacher Gan, I've written a new song."

"Did you write it down?"

Gan Yanyu was a little surprised, "So fast?"

"Well, I actually planned to ask you to record it together tonight. However, I think that if you are willing to play this song with her first, you should be able to find the mood quickly and it will be better for your expressiveness. help."

What kind of music must be played with Nunnally to stimulate emotions?

Although Gan Yanyu was a little confused, he still nodded.

"Okay."

Asked again:

"Why do you ask me such a thing?"

"After all, this means that I have to play her music again." Lin Tian said with a smile.

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Gan Yanyu's face, pretending to be calm, blushed slightly.

Doesn’t this sentence mean that my music can only be played by you alone?

"I'm not that stingy. If I really want to care about it, there are a lot of duplicates on Douyin."

"A girl's first time is the most important. It doesn't matter if she plays like this later." Lin Tian said seriously.

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After Gan Yanyu agreed, Lin Tian turned around,

"Vivian, come here."

"This song is called "Spanish Bullfighting Song"."

"I wrote it to Teacher Gan. She will also play it for the first time later."

"Since you really want to have a face-to-face performance with Teacher Gan, then use this piece of music that neither of you has played before. You can play a section together and then separately, and I will accompany you throughout the whole process."

After Lin Tian finished explaining the rules, Gan Yanyu nodded in agreement.

But Nunnally looked confused.

There seemed to be too much information and she didn’t know where to start.

"Spanish bullfighting song? What does this song have to do with Spain?"

"You can also write the music you wrote?"

"Why should I play the music you wrote?"

All kinds of questions.

Lin Tian did not answer.

"unimportant."

Arabic numerals were invented by Indians.

"Moskau (Moscow)" is sung by a German band named "Genghis Khan", and the leading singer is a South African.

I, a Chinese composer, write a "Spanish Bullfight Song". What's the problem?

As for Nunnally's other questions, Lin Tian could only say:

"Are you coming or not?"

"Come on, come on!"

Nunnally gritted her teeth.

It's okay to play the same piece of music.

In this way, there is no need for judges and judges at all, as long as the two people's music comes out.

Which one is higher and which one is lower, they will decide the winner in their hearts!

"Well, the music score is here, take a look."

Lin Tian took out the cello music score.

Then, he went to the piano that had been placed next to the counter and prepared for a sound check.

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Nunnally looked at the score of the piece called "Spanish Bullfighting Song."

The frown gradually relaxed.

Great song!

Just by reciting it silently in my heart, I feel that this melody is extraordinary!

Was this actually written by that lunatic named Lin Tian?

Nunnally raised her head and stared at Lin Tian.

In fact,

Even if Lin Tian and Gan Yanyu had put on such a stage a few days ago.

Nannali never looked at this man straight from beginning to end.

For her, she was more curious about how this man could achieve such a level of tacit understanding with Gan Yanyu in such a short time.

Maybe he is very strong, but Miss Gan Yanyu is the real god!

In Nanali's eyes, there is no one in this world who can match Miss Gan Yanyu's cello!

But now, looking at the music score in her hand.

Nannali looked at the man who was called Gan Yanyu's "partner" with a little more curiosity.

"Get ready to start."

Lin Tian said.

Then he raised his hands.

Played the piano in his hand!

The urgent music began to sound.

Soon, Gan Yanyu also raised the bow in his hand and played the cello-

The two instruments intertwined, and the oppressive march burst out in an instant!

Here it comes!

That's the feeling!

After several months, when Gan Yanyu played the piano again in front of Nanali, the blonde girl was still very excited.

It was this familiar taste!

Once upon a time.

It was the violin of this great devil that defeated her again and again.

Let her taste the taste of failure!

This taste made Nanali miss it for a long time.

Nanali took out her cello from her bag.

Compared with Gan Yanyu's classical brown, Nanali's custom-made cello has beautiful vertical lines on the light-colored surface, and a gold thread is inlaid on the edge of the cello, showing its nobility and luxury.

Nanali picked up the bow.

Looking at Gan Yanyu, her eyes gradually became interesting.

Look, Miss Gan Yanyu.

After several months, I am completely different now!

Nanali waved her arms and played the violin!