Chapter eight hundred and forty seventh not bad(2/3)
Yang Jingxing said: "I didn't hear you complain either."
Xi Ying thought: "You don't want to hear it either."
Yang Jingxing nodded repeatedly: "If I want to hear and understand your unhappiness, it's only 4%."
Xi Ying smiled, not wanting to satisfy Yang Jingxing: "Actually, it's nothing. It's all trivial. When people are satisfied, they have to be grateful."
Yang Jingxing said: "Life is just trivial. Everyone's first class flight is earth-shattering."
Xi Ying smiled and explained: "I'm not asking about sex, why are you going to New York?"
Yang Jingxing said: "On a business trip."
Xi Yingxiao frowned: "Are you not a student?"
Yang Jingxing said: "Yes, let's go for academic exchange."
Xi Ying smiled: "A top student?"
Yang Jingxing said proudly: "Barely."
Xi Ying asked: "What did you learn?"
Yang Jingxing got excited: "Let's talk first, does this count as you starting to understand me?"
Xi Ying gave up decisively: "Forget it, I don't understand... In fact, in this life, sometimes I think about it, if I hadn't heard people say you are beautiful since childhood, what would you do in the future?
This dark road.”
Yang Jingxing was shameless: "I'll be selfish and thank those who have encouraged you."
Xi Ying chuckled: "My grades were pretty good when I was a kid."
Yang Jingxing analyzed: "It's not wasted..."
The two of them also talked about life. This was a big topic and the time passed quickly. Yang Jingxing was the first to notice: "Why is it already ten o'clock?"
Xi Ying reassured: "Let's sit down again at half past ten."
Yang Jingxing called out: "Oh my God, time flies by. Another half minute has passed."
Xi Ying became more and more relaxed, joking: "You won't feel it anymore after boarding the plane... I'll go shopping with you and keep my word."
Yang Jingxing was very happy, and after paying the bill, Xi Ying did not ask for westernization.
Xi Yingke knows this terminal very well, where are the accessories, where are the leather goods, and how are the prices different from those in China? What else is there downstairs... There is one tourist and one tour guide, but there is no compulsory shopping.
While walking, he saw several white male and female tourists, all carrying guys on their backs. Yang Jingxing quickly asked Xi Ying: "Do you like music?" He said it as if someone disliked it.
Xi Ying nodded: "I like it, listen to it often."
Yang Jingxing asked: "Do you have a favorite?"
Xi Ying was embarrassed: "I prefer Lin Zhengsheng's songs."
Yang Jingxing: "So nostalgic."
Xi Ying became serious: "It's not out of date..."
Yang Jingxing hurried over and called a Caucasian man who was much taller than him, Guteng Morgan first, and then English. The five people on the other side communicated in German, but they could all respond to Yang Jingxing's overall enthusiasm in English. After internal coordination,
He said he was not in a hurry.
Yang Jingxing is also a musician. He asked someone to pick up the instrument when he opened his mouth: "Is there a guitar in there? Can I borrow it for a few minutes... That's it. I met this beautiful lady during the trip. She gave me a lot of help. We
We will say goodbye soon. Now, the best way I can think of to thank her is to play a song for her."
Following Xi Ying was a confused look on her face, she almost wanted to run away, she was embarrassed and uneasy, and there was absolutely no surprise at all.
Foreigners are also wary of this kind of thing, although their expressions are not that serious.
Yang Jingxing added: "I can pay and rent it, right here."
Xi Ying raised her hand to stop: "Farewell..." But she was afraid of being involved in this matter, so she still stayed two steps away.
Several foreigners discussed it for a while, and then the tall man smiled again and said he could borrow it for free, and he took the initiative to open the box. Judging from his actions, he seemed to cherish his own guy.
Yang Jingxing thanked him very much, but what he saw was a nylon-stringed one. This thing, Yang Jingxing was really far away from the level of an undergraduate. It could only be considered an entry-level, but he couldn't embarrass his motherland here. Foreigners.
It's really insidious, and I won't even warn those who want to pretend.
There is no other way, Yang Jingxing can only admit defeat, he can't play this game.
The foreigner was even more embarrassed than Yang Jingxing, so he quickly comforted her, but it doesn't matter, there will be a free concert in about an hour, in some area over there, and we may be able to help you perform a song for the lady.
The two parties got to know each other now, and Yang Jingxing saw hope again. There was a piano: "Can I borrow the piano?"
The foreigner hesitated again, but it was probably not because he was reluctant, but because he was worried that Yang Jingxing would make a fool of himself again. Xi Ying was more concerned about her compatriots: "Forget it, it's almost time."
Yang Jingxing played the piano: "I'm better at the piano."
The foreigner was full of worries: "...ok..."
Along the way, Yang Jingxing was chatting animatedly with others. Xi Ying basically felt like she was being forced, and was unwilling to pay attention to other people's concerns. She just kept smiling.
After all, this is a developed country with music. There is a grand piano in the airport. It doesn’t make the whole sky ring, but it is covered. The Germans are strict, and they don’t own the piano. They even helped Yang Jingxing apply for it, but they got good news immediately.
Yang Jingxing asked Xi Ying: "What do you want to hear? Click on one."
Xi Ying was not particular about it: "Whatever...then "Looking Back and Forgetting", okay?"
Yang Jingxing praised: "I know how to choose."
Although there was no audience, and even tourists from near and far did not pay much attention, Yang Jingxing still said it in his native language: "A song of retrospect and forgetfulness is dedicated to Miss Xi Ying. I wish him success in his work and happiness in love."
Xi Ying gave her some face and forced a smile.
Yang Jingxing started right away. This kind of improvisation was already a proficiency for him. He could do all kinds of tricks, not to mention being quite conventional, including super-standard adaptations.
Not long after the piano started playing, several German musicians breathed a sigh of relief and began to look like they were enjoying the surprise. Xi Ying would observe her words and expressions, and gradually became less anxious, and even smiled when she looked at Yang Jingxing.
The melody of the song is very good, and Yang Jingxing used it well. He gradually revealed some performance skills in harmonizing and processing decorative sounds.
The foreign colleagues were even a little surprised. Xi Ying dared to observe the surrounding environment. Fortunately, no one pointed at her, and a few people even came to watch with her.
After a little more than four minutes, the music ended softly, and there was applause all around, from far and wide. The most enthusiastic ones were the colleagues who cheered and praised, the music was beautiful and the playing was very good. Chinese music is top-notch...
Xi Ying finally relaxed completely and joined in the fun by clapping her hands twice, but still didn't pay much attention to the brilliant words of the female musician.
Yang Jingxing believed the foreigner's words and invited everyone to come. Then he intercepted the memory points of the song, changed it slightly, made it into a theme, and repeated it several times.
The melody is so catchy, the female violinist decided to join in, and she was able to basically repeat it, and then the male cello was also ready, copying the gourd.
This was a bit new, Xi Ying concentrated a little more, and her face began to brighten.
But as soon as Yang Jingxing started to play variations, the violin and cello began to have difficulty keeping up, and could not reach Pu Yin's undergraduate level.
Yang Jingxing had no choice but to fool around with the strings for a couple of times before returning to the theme as quickly as possible, and then ended it. He stood up and shook hands to express his gratitude for the cooperation. However, he declined the offer of another song because he was really in a hurry.
Xi Ying was also implicated, and the foreigner shook hands with her to bring her back to her senses. In fact, Germans are not old-fashioned, and the female violinist will also talk about romantic topics, which is embarrassing.
Yang Jingxing didn't take advantage of the situation and didn't even extend his hand to invite Xi Ying: "Let's go, it's really half past ten."
Manager Xi Ying nodded and observed the environment again. Fortunately, there wasn't much sight. After walking a few steps, she followed Yang Jingxing's example and turned around to wave goodbye to the kindhearted person.
After staying away from the possible attention vortex, Xi Ying looked at Yang Jingxing and said reproachfully: "You can still do this!"
Yang Jingxing asked: "Does it sound good?"
Xi Ying smiled: "It's not bad."
Yang Jingxing was greedy: "Is one percent enough?"
Xi Ying chuckled: "...What on earth do you do?"
Yang Jingxing said: "Okay, you are starting to get curious."
Xi Ying quickly said: "Don't talk about you!"
Yang Jingxing said: "I'm a piano student. What you learned as a steward makes you willing to pay attention to me. I will repay you with what I have learned."
Xi Ying was completely distrustful: "Is it true?"
Yang Jingxing nodded: "Why are you lying to me? I don't know if we can meet again in a few hours. I won't have the chance to witness and participate in your future. I can only wish you well and leave a souvenir for Five Percent. How can I give it back to you?"
Leave a lie... Oops, I talked too much again."
Xi Ying giggled: "...I don't understand you."
Yang Jingxing said: "If you understand, it's 100%. Even true lovers may not be able to do it."
Xi Ying nodded and chuckled: "Yes..."
Yang Jingxing suddenly said: "I have a new idea. I feel that those sprouts have not withered, just like my 5% seedlings. Although they will never grow up, they will always live... Look, you
There is a large area of small buds under the big tree, green like grass, beautiful." He was still gesticulating.
Xi Ying warned and protested: "You talk too much! Is there that much? You are just the grass!"
Yang Jingxing was proud: "You have nothing to do with my wishful thinking."
Xi Ying looked at Yang Jingxing and was particularly curious: "How many people have you deceived?"
Yang Jingxing said: "I didn't lie to you, so I'll be lenient."
To be continued...