Han Qi opened the door and got out of the car, and said to Trisette: "Come up and have a seat?"
Trieste was also about to get out of the car. When she heard this, she looked at Han Qi with an expression as if she had seen a ghost: "I sent you back specifically to hear you sing, otherwise who would care about you? What do you want to do now? Drive me away.
Walk?"
"How dare you, hahahaha..."
Han Qi still wasn't used to the fact that it was already dark and there was a woman accompanying him into the hotel... It sounded exciting, but in reality, others were here to listen to his singing.
Well, Han Qi is the coward.
Go upstairs.
He stayed in a hotel in the city center, but houses in Northern Europe were generally not very high. This hotel only had four floors at its highest. He quickly took the stairs to Han Qi's room, swiped his card to enter, and found suitcases and guitar cases at the door.
There were two beds in the room. Tristel quickly went to sit on one of the beds and shouted anxiously: "Quick, let me hear how you sing."
Trieste was very curious about Han Qi's singing skills, because ordinary street singers would not dare to think of traveling abroad. The street singers she knew were relatively poor and could barely maintain their own lives.
The cost is pretty good.
Han Qi checked the time and made sure it was not seven o'clock before slowly strumming the guitar strings and singing.
Among the instruments he knows, his proficiency in guitar is the highest, comparable to that of a master who has been immersed in this skill for decades... Although he only knows guitar and a little bit of piano, both of which were given by his career as a singer.
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An expert will know if there is one as soon as he takes action.
The tone of Han Qi's guitar was too full, especially in a small space like a hotel room, which made Triste think for a moment that she was listening to a concert. A slightly worse concert would probably not have this effect.
When Han Qi started singing, she was really shocked.
Is there really such a sound in the world?
She thought Han Qi's voice was nice when he was talking, but she didn't expect that Han Qi's voice would be so perfect when he sang. It was a completely different audio-visual experience compared to the original singer. And Han Qi was an Oriental,
He can actually sing such an authentic English song.
No wonder I want to travel around the world with my guitar on my back. If I wanted to be at this level, I would travel everywhere.
She originally wanted to leave after a while. After all, she had to go to work tomorrow, but now she actually didn’t want to leave at all. She even took off her shoes as she listened, hugged her with her hands when she got to the bed, raised her head slightly and closed her eyes.
Enjoy the massage of music on your ears.
After Han Qi finished singing a song, he came back to his senses and discovered what Triste looked like now.
He calmly took out his mobile phone and took a photo, and then said aloud: "How about it? If I dare to go out into society alone, I still have some strength, right?"
Only then did Trieste realize that the music had stopped. After hearing Han Qi's words, she said unconvinced: "It's okay."
Damn, the singing is so beautiful.
"Go on, let's play another song. How do I know if you sing well or not with just one song?"
Han Qi looked at the thick night outside the window, shook his head and said: "Next time, the sound of the guitar is too noisy, and this is a hotel. Maybe someone will knock on the door soon and say that I am disturbing the residents."
"How early is it? Why are you disturbing the public?" Seeing that Han Qi really didn't want to sing anymore, Tristes put away the guitar, so she lowered her request and said, "Then don't play the guitar, just sing. Your voice is really good."
It sounds very nice." She unknowingly spoke her mind.
Han Qi smiled and said, "Just admit that it sounds good."
"Where am I...Okay, I really said it, so will you sing or not?"
Now that someone has said this, what else can Han Qi say?
Sing.
He climbed onto another bed, crossed his legs and said, "Let me sing some Chinese songs. There are many good songs in our Chinese songs."
Trish nodded.
She just discovered today that she is actually a voice control, and she was actually fascinated by the voice of this man who is several years younger than herself. God, it’s really not that I am not firm enough, this must be the throat that has been kissed by the angel you sent down.
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When Han Qi was halfway through his second song, Trisette pounced towards Han Qi.
There is only a 30-centimeter gap between the two beds. With a little effort, you can jump from one bed to the other without even standing up. While Han Qi was singing, he found that the bed shook violently and he got off the bed.
In an instant, he was knocked down.
Looking at that beautiful face so close, Han Qi's heartbeat suddenly accelerated.
Men must protect themselves when going out.
It turns out this is true.
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Early the next morning, Trieste had to go to work.
The working atmosphere in Northern Europe is very relaxed, and even many government units do not need to wear uniforms to work, so Trieste wore the same casual clothes as last night, gave Han Qi a proud wink, and left laughing.
This laughter made Han Qi's scalp numb.
He didn't want to remember what happened last night.
European women are so crazy. He didn't know what passion meant until today, but he found that he really didn't like such girls. After waking up today, he missed his ex-girlfriends very much. Although they all broke up,
Each one is gentler than the other.
He is also a scumbag.
After reflecting, Han Qi went to take a bath.
Well, it's right not to fall in love. I still like gentler girls.
Today's thing is to perform at the Municipal Square. The tour guide took Han Qi to visit this place. There is a seafood market close to the Municipal Square that is closed for tourists. On Han Qi's first day here, the tour guide took them to live in the seafood market.
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The prices in this seafood market are twice those in supermarkets, so there are usually not many locals coming to buy things.
Let’s talk about today’s journey. After coming down from the hotel, walk along the biggest road until you reach the Municipal Square. When Han Qi came, he had already heard someone singing here. The equipment was quite complete. The mobile phone was placed in front of the singer, not far from both sides.
Put on the stereo.
Do you still use speakers for street performances?
Although there has always been this tradition, Han Qi, whose breath and voice are the most perfect, feels that he can hold the whole scene even without a speaker... Well, the key is that he doesn't have one. It's tiring enough to bring a guitar. Who can
I even take a stereo with me when traveling.
The best spot was already occupied. Han Qi walked around with his guitar on his back and chose to set up a stall under the statue.
Put down the guitar bag and put the guitar on your back.
There are many tourists and locals around here, but what they have in common is that they have seen too many singers here. They have long been accustomed to people like Han Qi carrying guitars, so no one paid attention to this for a while.
Come by.
But it doesn't matter.
He was a pure newcomer a few months ago. When he first sang in Chengdu, no one watched him, but after one song, many people would definitely come around. If there were fewer people, Han Qi would wonder if he was not in good condition.
