Connotation that my grandson actually likes me?

There are three people learning guitar, Wan Zijie, Jing Duan and Xu Wanzhi.

The average height of the three is 185, and they stand together like a wall.

And the little girl surrounded in the middle, who hadn't recovered from the embarrassment of "looking for the guitar with her back" just now, lowered her head and adjusted her posture in a panic.

Waiting for this little girl to relieve herself from her embarrassment, Jing Duan began to feel awkward. Although any of the three picked out at random looked good-looking and could shine, that little girl just stared at Jing Duan, the whole person's admiration The emotion was so palpable that it almost popped out of my eyes.

Jing Duan felt a little uncomfortable being looked at like this, but it’s okay that he’s a boy, he also likes to tease cute boys, but this is a girl, and it looks like she should be his former fan, he suddenly really A little nervous.

When he was nervous, he liked to find people to talk nonsense, touched Xu Wanzhi who was sticking to his arm, and said casually: "I think she and Mumu are pretty similar."

"Mumu?" After Xu Wanzhi heard this, his expression was a little strange, and he turned his head and glanced at him.

"It's the little girl who follows me every day." Jing Duan tried to relax himself a bit, with one hand still drawing on his chest, "it's about this high."

He rubbed Xu Wanzhi's shoulder with his shoulder again, and raised his eyebrows: "You're still a fan, the last time I asked you for an autograph was for..."

Before the last word could be uttered, Jing Duan swallowed it back abruptly, looking at the person in front of him with an uncomfortable expression as if he was angry.

Xu Wanzhi's was originally white, or the kind of white with a little milk, which usually looks harmless to humans and animals, but this angry expression suddenly bluffed Jingduan.

"Seeing your attitude towards learning guitar, I know that the good acting skills of the two of you are really justifiable." Chen Yi took a sip of green tea, clicked his tongue twice, and looked at them with disgust beyond words.

He patted Wan Zijie next to him on the shoulder, looked at Xu Wanzhi and Jing Duan and said, "Learn, learn from others."

After speaking, he shook his head again, and continued to mentally attack Meng Ran, who was learning bass, and Yuan Yi, who was learning drums, just like the old man was walking.

Jing Duan opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but when he caught a glimpse of Chen Yi secretly observing himself while drinking green tea in the floor-to-ceiling mirror, he swallowed the words back, his eyes darted around the exposed part of Xu Wanzhi's neck, Finally, helplessly, his eyes fell on the little girl.

"Our guitar has a total of six strings, from top to bottom are 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, the right index finger is responsible for picking the strings, the thumb is in charge of 6, 5, 4, the index finger is the 3rd string, The 2nd string, the 1st string of the ring finger, and the left hand is responsible for pressing the strings..." The little girl spoke very carefully, demonstrating while talking.

However, Wan Zijie next to him was really as Chen Yi said, very serious, with his legs crossed, he put the guitar on his lap, and started to learn.

And Xu Wanzhi next to him was extraordinarily straight, especially like when Jing Duan first met Xu Wanzhi.

With this "good student" Wan Zijie always on the sidelines studying hard and asking questions, the little girl gradually lost her sight.

Without the eye attack, Jing Duan's body gradually relaxed as he listened, and he even felt a little tired, just like when he played games before and changed his account, but he couldn't skip the novice tutorial.

Jing Duan let go of his thoughts little by little, and his eyes passed the guitar teacher correcting Wan Zijie's gesture of pressing the strings, and landed on the whitish floor illuminated by the overhead lights...

They didn’t learn such fine details at that time. The guitar seemed to be mastered after playing. There was no such abundant resources. They could have a roll of typing tapes, but they all stole them from Guo Yun’s brother. When I was in school, I also learned it by tape. As a result, I could play it when I listened to the song, but I couldn’t read the score. But after I signed the contract, I was forced to learn the system by "Qianhua Company".

That was really a passage, and I still miss it when I think about it now, but for them in their student days, it was a bit sour memory.

"Everyone can practice gestures first. The screenwriter teacher told me that the three of you will need a guitar solo on stage in the later stage of the play, right? This shouldn't be difficult for Teacher Duan, right?" The guitar teacher raised his head and looked expectant. Looking at the well section where the mind is "gaggling" at the moment.

"No, no, no, it's not difficult." Seeing the three people looking at him together, Jing Duan suddenly broke away from the memory, and said stammeringly.

"Well, then my focus is on the two teachers. I will post some tutorials in the group at night. Although I can guide by the side when we are filming, even if it is just the appearance, it needs to look good. , and still need some work in private."

The guitar teacher looked at them seriously, and then stood up uncomfortably under the gaze of these three handsome boys, and said with both hands like chasing chickens: "Practice, practice!" .”

After Xu Wanzhi heard this, he couldn't help laughing, and just glanced at the guitar teacher lightly, which made the guitar teacher's face turn red.

Watching the interaction between the two, Jing Duan felt extremely uncomfortable all of a sudden, this... Xu Wanzhi's smile is so low?He used to think that... the low point of laughter was because of himself.

When he opened his mouth, his tone was so hard to hear that he didn't even react.

"Have you learned it yet?" He stood half a head taller than Xu Wanzhi, his eyes swept down, and he was a little... not kind.

"No." Xu Wanzhi looked at the well section very calmly, unaware that the guitar teacher behind him staggered after hearing his words.

"I can teach you, I have learned it." Before the well section could speak, Wan Zijie took the initiative to speak.

"Really? I don't believe it?" Jing Duan suddenly popped up the video of the complaints he brushed some time ago, and then said it out of his mouth without thinking about it.

Wan Zijie raised his eyes and glanced at the well section who was the same height as himself. The moment the two people's eyes met, Xu Wanzhi forcibly pulled them back.

Jing Duan looked at Xu Wanzhi in front of him almost oppressively, and said, "Do you want him to teach you?"

But in fact, he was so nervous that he didn't notice Xu Wanzhi's trembling when he spoke.

"Brother Duan, I'd better let Brother Zijie take me, I'm afraid I'll let you get in the way."

After Jing Duan finished listening, his eyes were all squinted together, and the expression of displeasure could probably be seen by anyone with eyes.

Three words buzzed in my mind - "Zi Nima."

In the end, he was the one who spoke first, without even looking at the two people, and said, "Why are you sticking around, practice." After speaking, he waved his hand in the air, and then walked away with his back turned neatly.

On the other side, Meng Ran's fingers pressed hard on the strings, and the bass teacher next to him reminded in a low voice: "No, no..."

"Crap! The cp of labor and management is be?"

Jing Duan always played guitar standing up, but just now he was so angry that he didn't want to stand up anymore. He took a Gibson ES from a row of guitars, crossed his legs, and started tuning with his back to everyone.

The 1.8-meter-three man is huddled in the corner, like a ball of fried hair, with thorns all over his back, but who knows when he lowers his head and wipes his tears.

Of course, as a mature man, Jing Duan didn't do the thing of wiping tears, he was just cursing, and he played and sang his first song "Mountain Moon" in his spare time.

"It's really missing Dade"

"The world turns off its last lights."

"You obviously found me first!"

"Light a mountain moon for me."

"Now that I meet someone else..."

"It rises in the night sky."

"I haven't discussed my affairs with him yet."

"Cool light."

"Now let me dove again."

"It goes through the clouds, whirling."

"Straight man! Run away when you see a handsome guy!"

Jing Duan also specially changed the key, changing the original C major to C minor, which made the originally beautiful and lingering song suddenly become extraordinarily sad and gloomy.

"Brother!"

Jing Duan remembered that when he performed in a bar before, some bands did not sing when they came on stage, and pointed at the audience and scolded them as soon as they came up, and some bands smashed the piano as soon as they came up.

I thought they were quite sick at the time, but now I understand the beauty of them.

"Duan, Teacher Duan!" At this time, a female voice rang out from the top of his head. It was the little girl. Jing Duan looked at her expression as if he was frightened, and realized that his appearance just now was indeed a bit, not like a person. normal people.

I thought no one was paying attention to me.

"Brother Jingyi, did you sing "Mountain Moon" just now?"

Jing Duan looked at her, let go of the hand pressing the strings, touched his neck, and said: "Yes."

"My God! In my lifetime, I! I can actually hear it! The live version of "Mountain Moon"!"

"that……"

"Did you know! We started playing your song when we learned the guitar and just learned three chords. I liked your song after listening to it, but when I went to search for news about you, you were no longer in the band , and it’s too late, I want to find some of your previous videos, it’s really hard!”

Jing Duan knew that the words of these girls were sincere, but why did he always feel that the words... were not right, so he smiled awkwardly and said, "Thank you for your liking."

"Then can you sign it for me!"

"no problem."

I only saw the little girl turn around in the same place again, and then she realized that she handed him her guitar.

"Sign on this?" Jing Duan raised his eyebrows uncontrollably.

"En!" The little girl nodded vigorously, and handed over the marker pen after speaking.

When the well section was written, I was stunned for a moment: "Jing Yi, or the well section?"

The author has something to say: small jokes are randomly dropped (I don’t admit that this is a joke if it’s not funny)

The average height of the three people is 185, why the average height of the two 187 is 185, please ask Xu Wanzhi to reflect on himself.

tietie: May I ask Mr. Jingduan, why is the memory so sour?

Jing Duan: Because I wanted to go home and watch TV, but I ended up learning the guitar...

The full version of the lyrics, this lyrics, was written by my friend, under the pseudonym - Kong Yun Hao Hai.Many thanks to him.

"Mountain Moon"

The world turned off the last light

light a mountain moon for me

it rises in the night sky

cool light

it sees through the clouds

婆娑

you are the wind of winter

had a summer dream

Dreaming about the shadows of the moon in the mountains

See me half-covered makeup

you said you wanted to tell me

your heartbeat

So scrape the years green onion

starry sky

Leaning against the cold pine in the mountains

I fly a fishtail kite

Hear the joy of youth

He set off in the night

didn't tell anyone

He counted the rest of his life

accompany me

you are the wind of the north

had a southern dream

Dreaming about the moon hiding in the mountains

see my ears turn red

you said you wanted to tell me

my style

So I scraped across the mountain and field ridges

listen to someone sing

Under the moon, you and me