The warm winter sun shines in the sky, giving it a somewhat lazy feel.
The sky is clear and blue. The wind is also very quiet, without any noise.
On the large balcony, large and small potted plants are lush and green, stretching towards the sun. On the hanging chair, the man is handsome and the woman is pretty, they sit opposite each other, one is playing the guitar and humming softly. The other is closing his eyes to relax, sometimes sipping tea...
What a harmonious picture. The so-called worldly world is worry-free and the years are peaceful, but it is nothing more than that.
However, just like many things in this world, it looks good from a distance, but only a few when viewed up close... In fact, the two people sitting on the balcony, the woman seemed to be no one else, and the man had no expression on his face. Although they were very close to each other, they clearly looked like they were dead.
An alienated look.
The guitar sounds fell and the singing paused.
The scene was silent for a while. Tang Chao raised his hand and touched his chin, as if he was pondering something. Then he raised his head with a sincere expression: "Do you have headphones?"
"Yes...no!"
Reacting in time, Yin Zhuxian was very proud. What a joke. She was originally going to make the other party irritated and uncomfortable. How could she borrow the earphones? However, she immediately noticed that the corners of Tang Chao's mouth on the other side were slightly lowered, showing no trace of disdain.
It became popular,
"What do you mean, you dislike my playing and singing? Then you can leave!"
"No, no, no, you misunderstood." Tang Chao shook his head slightly and clapped his hands twice, "If you heard me right, this is Speak Now, which was just released by Taylor Swift. You played and sang very well, which refreshed my ears.
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"Hmph, you know what you are doing!" Yin Zhuxian raised her chin proudly.
"That's inevitable. After all, all beautiful things have something in common." Tang Chao squinted his eyes and smiled, "Let's talk about the guitar first, especially the pause in the second section, which completely disconnects the rhythm before and after, tearing it apart.
The sound is extremely beautiful. Let’s talk about the drag in the third bar. It’s very impressive. It’s deliberately long to set off the end of the song, and it complements each other perfectly. It’s perfect..."
Happy, confused, confused, stunned, angry... Glancing at Yin Zhuxian's gradually changing face, Tang Chao felt funny in his heart, but he kept praising, "There are also those deliberately adapted chords in the middle section. There is no doubt that the master's processing techniques
, the improvisation was so wonderful. The next step is the rush to beat in the fourth section. I know that is not a grab. How can a musician's thing be called a grab? It can only be regarded as a concession at most. The concession is just right and unique.
…”
Yin Zhuxian clenched her little fists tighter and tighter, causing veins to pop out. She was not stupid, or at least she was not stupid in terms of music. Although she was not good at guitar, she still knew how well she played.
, improvisation, master's office
Reason, wait, that's all disgusting. What kind of compliment is this? It's clear that the other party is deliberately criticizing and whipping the corpse one by one... But the places where she picked and whipped the corpse are really the places where she made mistakes, which makes it even more uncomfortable.
It’s simply murderous and heartbreaking!
That's right, if you kill someone, you still have to be heartbroken!
He took a sip of tea and cleared his throat. This time it was Tang Chao's turn as if he had disappeared, and he continued, "Let's talk about this song again, a subversive interpretation! As we all know, the name Speak Now was inspired by
In Western weddings, if you have any objection to what the pastor said before the wedding, please ask
Speak now, otherwise please remain silent forever... Yes, this is a song about robbery. Marriage robbery is simply treason, too rude and immoral. On the contrary, you performed it very well, with a little joy.
Why are you trying to get married if you are a little naughty? What you don’t have with the man you love is who can you live with..."
Wow, Yin Zhuxian suddenly stood up, grabbed the guitar, eyes blazing, staring at Tang Chao who picked up the water glass again, with a calm and calm face, breathing heavily, turning around stiffly with extreme restraint, step by step, suffering and deepening hatred.
He walked out of the balcony, walked through the hall, and stepped onto the stairs until the figure disappeared.
Immediately, bang, the door was slammed shut, and the screams, which could no longer be tolerated, were accompanied by the sound of punches and kicks. It was not known which doll suffered the murderous attack.
Hey, demo, play non-violent non-cooperation with me... Someone took a sip of tea happily and felt comfortable. You are still a little young...
After about an hour, he probably finally recovered his mood. Yin Zhuxian walked down again holding the guitar with an expressionless expression, and sat on the hanging chair. This time he did not sing, but just played the guitar score, and did not look at Tang after playing.
Chao, played it again... until after playing it about ten times, the song was played smoothly, then he put down the guitar and stared at Tang Chao without blinking.
Seems like waiting for comments.
Tsk, quite stubborn... Nothing happened, and Tang Chao was not polite either. He clapped his hands as usual and said: "Wonderful, this level of playing reminds me of my friend's mother-in-law, an old lady who returned to her original nature.
As an artist and lifestyle artist, only her superb cotton-playing skills can rival you!"
I took a deep breath, stood up, walked out of the balcony, walked through the hall, and stepped onto the stairs... The familiar path, the familiar crazy shouts, the familiar sound effects of punching and kicking, but I didn't know if the victim doll had been replaced by another one.
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Another hour passed,
"...There is indeed no end to learning, and there is always a mountain higher! If it was comparable to the traditional skill of playing cotton, now it is the craftsmanship of logging. The so-called heavy sword has no edge, and the skill has no workmanship. It seems that you are far away from the
The realm of a master is not far away, and the future generations are to be feared!"
…
Another hour passed.
"Extraordinary! Extraordinary! Believe me, ordinary people are not qualified to appreciate your performance. It's a pity that my dog didn't come over. Otherwise, if it listened to your playing, it would definitely be sympathetic to you and become the only one in the world.
A confidant to a transcendent species!”
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Another hour passed, well, it was getting dark and it was time for dinner.
However, seeing Yin Zhuxian walking downstairs expressionlessly holding the guitar again, Tang Chao... well, he had a headache.
If it was true that he had a bad taste at the beginning and deliberately wanted to tease and shock the other party, then Tang Chao couldn't help but grin. He really didn't expect that the other party had such a tenacious and even stubborn mind. After making sure that he really understood
After playing the guitar, it was like he was under a spell. He kept trying again and again, playing for a whole afternoon, even if he played until his fingers bled, he didn't care at all, just to get his approval... No more hearing that
Harsh praise.
What kind of mental illness is this?
"Wait a minute, do you have a medical kit at home?" Seeing the other party getting ready again, Tang Chao scratched his head and asked questions.
Yin Zhuxian said nothing and looked straight at him. If seeing these pure eyes for the first time at the mountain road intersection last night was good news to the Tang Dynasty, then it was undoubtedly a disaster now.
He rubbed his brows and pointed to the sky outside, "Okay, even if you really don't want to let me go, at least consider letting the neighbors go. It's not good to disturb people at night."
These words moved Yin Zhuxian, and after hesitating for a moment, he finally put down the guitar with its blood-stained body.
"Come on, come on, sit down first. Where is the medical kit? I'll get it."
He brought the medical kit, took out a lot of band-aids, and brought a basin of water over to remove the blood stains and disinfect them. Tang Chao brought Yin Zhuxian's palms. The latter struggled violently, but he still forced them down and applied them one by one.
Until all ten scarred fingers, without exception, were covered with band-aids.
It's a good thing that the guitar has nylon strings instead of steel strings, otherwise it would be a big problem after playing this afternoon. In fact, if you play often, this won't be the case, because your fingers will grow calluses to adapt, but it will be speechless.
I'm speechless here. I'm obviously a person who doesn't play guitar often, but he has to carry it here all afternoon... Buddha!
Dinner was brought by Tang Chao, two buckets of instant noodles. With his deformed claws, it was difficult to hold the instant noodles fork, and he couldn't eat anything else.
After eating, Yin Zhuxian went upstairs. He paused when walking through the stairs and pointed to the medical box next to the sofa: "There are gauze bandages inside. Your injury... don't wrap it with a shirt strip. It's not clean and will cause infection."
of."
Tang Chao was stunned when he heard this, then recovered and nodded with a smile: "Okay, thank you, good night."
Yin Zhuxian nodded, turned around and entered the room without saying anything else.