Entertaining Children

"No need. W㈧W?W?.㈧8?1?Z?Wi.㈧C㈧OM" Fang still refused, "30 euros per person, the price is not particularly expensive, it's nothing." What did Xiao Yao say He is also a star, so how could Fang still care about the ticket price of tens of euros in this area.

"But this is too much," Andrew said angrily, "it's not about money, it's clearly bullying foreigners. Let's not go in at all, go back and listen to rock music, anyway, it's free there, Foreigners are also free."

"They should be thinking that foreigners who come to the music festival will spend far more than the extra 20 euros on travel expenses, and they probably won't care about the higher price, so they will do this." Xiao Yao Said, "But since we're here, we still have to go in. Who told us to be foreigners, let's be slaughtered. Anyway, this knife is not too cruel. Let's buy tickets separately. You buy yours, and we Buy your own tickets."

Hearing what Xiao Yao said, Andrew Belmont and the other three could only nod in agreement, and rang the call bell placed on the table.

As the bell rang, a white woman in her forties came out from the back room, stood in front of the ticket office and asked several people in French: "Do you need to buy a ticket?"

"Yes." Kira Bea replied in French. As he spoke, he took out a 1o euro banknote.

Fang still and Pei Minyi can't speak French, and the three locals can speak English, so the six of them communicated in English all the way, but now that the ticket sales staff is asking questions in French, they naturally use their mother tongue and Exchange of ticket sellers.

Qila successfully bought tickets with 10 euros, and then Clara and Andrew stepped forward to buy tickets one by one. Xiao Yao's eyes lit up when he saw their ticket buying process, and he turned his head and whispered to Pei Minyi: "I'll buy it later. Ticket, you two don't have to go over, and don't make a sound."

After the three locals bought the tickets, they stood aside and waited. Xiao Yao stepped forward and handed over 30 euros to the ticket seller, saying in French: "Please, I want three tickets."

"Are you French?" The white woman selling tickets looked at Xiao Yao's Asian face and subconsciously asked, "Can I see your ID cards?"

"Yes, we are French-Chinese, locals," Xiao Yao said in fluent French, "but we forgot to bring our ID cards when we went out."

"Forgot to bring it?" The white woman selling tickets looked at Xiao Yao suspiciously.

"Yes, I forgot to bring it." Xiao Yao nodded, and then deliberately moved closer to the white woman who was selling tickets, and whispered, "I live on Taylor Street, and these two are my neighbors. That Wearing red is my favorite girl,

The other is her girlfriend. I heard that there was a jazz performance here today, so I finally asked them out to play and said that I would bring them to listen to jazz. If we go back to get our ID now, we will miss this last show. But if I pay you ninety euros now, I won't have the money to invite them to supper and take them home by taxi. If that's the case, I'm completely out of the game! Sister, please help! "

"What?" Clara and the other three exclaimed, all showing surprised expressions.

Although Xiao Yao was talking to the ticket seller in a low voice, the three people next to him could hear him clearly.

Seeing that the ticket seller was attracted by the three people next to him, Xiao Yao quickly turned his head and said to the three people in French: "What are you doing? It's not my fault that I forgot to bring my ID card. When you told me there was a jazz performance here, you didn't say buy one." Tickets also require ID cards.”

"You know each other?" the ticket sellers said.

"Of course, we are all students of Claremont Higher Art School." Xiao Yao said, "By the way, which one of you has brought your ID? Prove it for me?" As he said, Xiao Yao turned his head and winked at the three of them.

Clara had the quickest reaction, and immediately took out the student ID card in her bag and handed it over, "This is my student ID card. He is my classmate, and those two are his friends. I told him who is here today." There's jazz playing."

"Well, I wish you all a pleasant night." The ticket seller looked at Clara's student ID card, took the thirty euros from Xiao Yao's hand, handed Xiao Yao three tickets, and smiled at Xiao Yao Haruka winked and said, "Young man, I wish you good luck."

"Thank you!" Xiao Yao took the ticket with a smile and said, "Meeting you today is my good luck!"

After buying the tickets, the three quickly left the ticket office and waited at the entrance of the concert hall.

Seeing the ticket seller leave again, Andrew laughed and patted Xiao Yao on the shoulder, gave a thumbs up and said, "Xiao, you are really there! I didn't expect you to speak French so well, and you are also very good at deceiving people." .”

"I'm an actor." Xiao Yao said with a smile, "Life is like a play, it all depends on acting!"

"But how do you know about Terrence Street?" Kira Beah asked curiously, "Didn't you just arrive at Clermont-Ferrand today?"

Clermont Ferrand also has a Chinatown. The Terrane Street that Xiao Yao mentioned is a street in Clermont Ferrand's Chinatown. Because there are so many Chinese restaurants on this street, this street is also relatively famous among the locals in Clermont-Ferrand.

"I have been to Clermont-Ferrand before," Xiao Yao said, "I have eaten Chinese food on Rue Terrence. I know it is the most famous street in Chinatown."

"For sixty euros, are you going to get it?" Fang still smiled wryly after he figured out what had happened, "If it is exposed, how embarrassing it will be?"

Just now Fang Yiran and Pei Minyi stood a little far away from the ticket counter at Xiao Yao's request, and did not see Xiao Yao's action of buying a ticket, and the two of them did not understand French, nor did they understand what Xiao Yao said.

"Let's take it apart, no one here knows me anyway!" Xiao Yao said indifferently.

A few people were chatting, and suddenly the door of the concert hall opened. It seemed that the previous performance had ended and some audience had left.

After waiting for a while, when the concert hall did not come out again, the six of them also entered the concert hall with the tickets they had just bought.

When the six people entered the arena, they found that there were still many people sitting in the concert hall. It seemed that many people directly bought tickets for two performances and planned to watch two performances in a row.

Not long after, the show began. Several musicians sat down on chairs on the stage with musical instruments, the most striking of which was a black man with a gray beard. He was the last one to walk onto the stage empty-handed, sat down in front of a piano on the stage, and started playing directly.

The scale of this concert hall is not large. There are only about a hundred seats in the auditorium, and only sixty or seventy people are seated. But several musicians, especially the black musician playing the piano who is the main character at first glance, are of a very high level. quite enjoyable. Xiao Yao felt that even thirty euros per person would be worth the fare.

After performing six well-known jazz pieces or songs in the world, the black musician seemed a little tired. He took off the microphone on the microphone stand next to the piano and stood up. The stage side began to interact with the audience.

"Hello everyone." The black musician greeted everyone in English, which immediately aroused applause from the audience.

"As you know, jazz is all about improvisation, so today I added a small interactive session for everyone very casually." The black musician continued, "I am almost seventy years old this year, and I have played one song in a row. Hours are quite tiring, so I decided to invite an audience member to perform a piece and let me rest for a few minutes. Of course, if the audience who came up is willing, I can also provide some comments and pointers. I don’t know if any audience is willing Come up and perform for everyone?"

"Wow~" Hearing what the black musician said, many audience members exclaimed excitedly, and many audience members were eager to try.

The black musician on the stage is named Louis Joseph. He is from Chicago, the "windy city" of the United States. Admired musician.

"Wow, Louis Joseph is a master of jazz music. It is a very rare opportunity to perform in front of him and receive his personal instruction on the spot." Kira Bea also said excitedly.

"Boss, don't you know how to play the piano? Why don't you try it too?" Hearing what Qila Beah said, Pei Minyi turned her head and suggested to Xiao Yao.

Whether it was Xiao Yao's previous life or this life, he had no special preference for jazz, and basically listened to some popular jazz songs, and he was not very familiar with the music masters in the jazz circle, but after listening Speaking of Kira Beah and Pei Minyi, Xiao Yao also felt that this opportunity to get in close contact with the jazz master was really rare, so he nodded with a smile and raised his arms.

"Does he really want to go up?" Clara and the others looked at Xiao Yao's raised arms in surprise, "Just now when I bought the ticket, I was acting to deceive people, and now I want to perform on stage again. Is he really from Huaxia? Didn't he say Are Chinese people very reserved?"

"It seems that there are quite a few people who want to come up and show their skills," the black musician Louis Joseph said happily looking at the seven or eight arms raised in the audience.

"Who should I choose?" Louis Joseph hesitated for a moment, then smiled humorously, "In order not to be compared, I think I should choose the youngest-looking audience." After scanning the audience who raised their hands, they finally stopped in the direction of looking at Xiao Yao.

"Young man, it's you. Please come to the stage." Louis Joseph waved to Xiao Yao.

Xiao Yao didn't hesitate, stood up happily from his seat, and quickly ran onto the stage.

"Young people are full of energy," Louis Joseph happily praised Xiao Yao, and then asked, "What repertoire do you want to perform? My band knows a lot of jazz repertoire, as long as it's not too uncommon, I think they all no problem."

"I want to perform a song I composed myself, so the band really can't help." Xiao Yao said with a smile, "But I can play the guitar myself, and I can play and sing by myself."

"Okay," Louis Joseph nodded, turned to look at his musicians and said, "You can relax and rest like me. Jack, lend your guitar to this young man!"

A middle-aged white man wearing a yellow top hat smiled and nodded, walked to the front of the stage with the chair and acoustic guitar he was sitting on, and moved the chair to the front of the stage before handing the guitar in his hand to Xiao Yao.

"Young man, let us enjoy your performance." Louis Joseph walked to the piano and took the microphone stand that was originally standing next to the piano to the chair, placed the microphone on the microphone stand, and then retreated to the piano bench sat down. The middle-aged man named Jack also walked to the piano, leaned against the piano and looked at Xiao Yao.

Sitting on the chair, Xiao Yao first stretched out his hand to pluck the strings to test the sound, then adjusted the height of the microphone stand in front of him, and then introduced: "Send a "" for everyone; Encouraging applause. Hearing that the young man really announced the title of a song he had never heard of, many audience members looked forward to it.

"Eh?" Fang Yiran and Pei Minyi were surprised when they heard Xiao Yao's words.

"What's the matter? Isn't that Xiao's original song? Didn't he say that he is a music creator and singer?" Clara beside Fang Yiran asked curiously.

"No, that's indeed a new song he just wrote a few days ago." Fang Yiran said, "But we've heard that song before. It's a folk song, not a jazz song."

"The master asked him to go up to perform jazz, wouldn't he go up and sing a folk song? That would be a shame." Kira Bea also said.

"Who knows? No one here knows him anyway, so just be ashamed." Fang Yiran said, "If he really messes around, we'll pretend we don't know him for a while."

After the audience's applause fell, Xiao Yao's fingers also lightly plucked the strings, starting the prelude to the song. It's just that although this prelude is still the melody that Fang Yiran has heard before, the rhythm seems to be much slower.

"starry, starrynight..." Xiao Yao began to sing, and Fang Yiran's feeling became more obvious. Not only has the rhythm of the accompaniment changed, but Xiao Yao's singing rhythm and singing style are also different from what she heard at the press conference. Xiao Yao's current singing is full of laziness, and to her, it really seems to be the taste of jazz.

"Is it this song? Is it a folk song?" Clara looked at Fang Yiran suspiciously.

"It's this song, the lyrics and melody are the same, but the rhythm and singing style are completely different." Fang still said softly, "He almost turned this song into a completely different flavor, I didn't expect him to be able to play like this .”

The songs created in this "Created" have been sung by countless people, and have also been adapted into many different versions. Xiao Yao just wrote "" recently, and he still has a deep impression on this song. Now he is going to perform jazz, but he doesn't know much about jazz, so he remembered the jazz version of this song sung by Wang Ruolin in his previous life.

"Wait, this song seems to be about Van Gogh." Kira Bea, who was paying attention to the lyrics of the song, suddenly said, "The things sung in the lyrics are related to several paintings of Van Gogh. Is he also a Van Gogh? High admirer?"

"Van Gogh? The great Impressionist painter?" Fang Yiran asked strangely, "I haven't heard of him, and I haven't seen him paint oil paintings. He can paint, but I've only seen him paint sketches and our Huaxia paintings." ink painting."

"It must be," Kira Beard nodded, "His song is called "", and Van Gogh's name is Vincent William Van Gogh."

"Is he still a fan of Van Gogh?" Fang Yiran muttered. Kira Beah is an art student, so no one else doubts her judgment.

After Xiao Yao's song ended, there was a burst of warm applause. Apart from the audience, even the musicians on stage, including Louis Joseph and Jack at the piano, smiled and nodded. applaud.