My travels can open treasure chests

Chapter 81 Enthusiasm
Han Qi opened the door and got out of the car, and said to Trieste, "Go up and sit?"

Trieste was also about to get out of the car. Hearing this, she looked at Han Qi with a look of seeing a ghost: "My mother sent you back to listen to your singing, otherwise who cares about you? What do you want to do now? Drive me away Walk?"

"How dare you, hahahaha..."

Han Qi is still not used to the fact that it's getting dark, and there is a woman accompanying him into the hotel... It sounds exciting, but in reality, other people come to listen to his singing.

Well, it was Han Qi who counseled me.

Go upstairs.

He lives in a hotel in the city center, but houses in northern Europe are generally not high. This hotel only has four floors at its highest. After walking up the stairs, he soon arrives at Han Qi's room. Swipe his card to enter, and there are suitcases and guitar boxes at the door.

There were two beds in the room, and Trieste hurriedly sat down on one of the beds, and shouted anxiously: "Quick, let me hear how you sing."

Trieste is very curious about Han Qi's singing level, because ordinary street singers don't dare to have the idea of ​​traveling abroad. The street singers she knows are relatively poor, and they can barely maintain their own lives. The overhead is fine.

Han Qi checked the time and made sure it was not seven o'clock, so he slowly plucked the strings of the guitar and began to sing.

Among the musical instruments he knows, the guitar is the most proficient, comparable to a master who has been immersed in it for decades... Although he only knows the guitar and a little bit of piano, they are all given by the singer career .

As soon as the expert makes a move, he will know if there is any.

Han Qi's guitar sound 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, and a slightly worse concert might not have this effect.

When Han Qi started singing, she was really shocked.

Is there really such a voice in the world?
When Han Qi spoke, she felt that Han Qi's voice was nice, but she never expected that Han Qi's voice would be so perfect when he sang. Compared with the original singing, it was a completely different audio-visual experience.And Han Qi is still an oriental person, so he can sing such authentic English songs.

No wonder I dare to travel around the world with a guitar on my back. If I have this level, I will travel everywhere too.

Originally, she wanted to listen and leave after a while, after all, she had to go to work tomorrow, but now she didn't want to leave at all.He listened and even took off his shoes, went to the bed and hugged him with his hands, raised his head slightly and closed his eyes to enjoy the massage of music on his ears.

After Han Qi sang a song, she recovered and found Trieste's current appearance.

He calmly took out his mobile phone and took a picture, and then said aloud, "How about it? I still have a little bit of strength if I dare to go out into the society alone?"

Only then did Trieste realize that the music had stopped, and after hearing Han Qi's words, she said unconvinced: "It's okay."

Damn, it's so beautifully sung.

"Go on, one more song, how do I know if you sing well with just one song?"

Looking at the dark night outside the window, Han Qi shook his head and said, "Next time, the guitar is too loud, and this is a hotel again, maybe someone will knock on the door and say I'm a nuisance."

"It's so early, why disturb the people?" Seeing that Han Qi really didn't want to sing anymore, Triste put away the guitar, so she lowered her request and said, "Then you don't play the guitar, just sing, your voice is really good. It sounds good." She unconsciously said what was in her heart.

Han Qi smiled and said, "Just admit it sounds good."

"Where am I... Well, I really said it, so will you sing or not?"

Now that everyone has said that, 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."

Tristy nodded.

She only found out today that she was actually a voice controller, and she was fascinated by the voice of this man who was several years younger than her. God, it’s really not that I’m not firm enough. This must be the throat that was kissed by the angel you sent down. .

When Han Qi sang halfway through the second song, Trieste rushed towards Han Qi.

There was only a thirty-centimeter partition between the two beds. With a little effort, one could jump from one bed to the other without even standing up. While Han Qi was singing, he found that the bed shook violently and got off. In a moment, he was thrown down by someone.

Seeing that beautiful face so close at hand, Han Qi's heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

Men must protect themselves when they go out.

It turned out to be true.

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Early the next morning, Trieste was going to work.

The working atmosphere in Northern Europe is very relaxed, and even many government units don't need to wear uniforms to work, so Trieste wore the casual outfit from last night, winked at Han Qi triumphantly, laughed and left.

This laughter made Han Qi's scalp tingle.

He didn't want to recall what happened last night.

European women are simply too crazy. He didn’t know what passion is like until today, but he found that he really didn’t like such girls. After waking up today, he missed his ex-girlfriends very much. Each is gentler than the other.

He is also a scumbag.

After introspection, Han Qi went to take a shower.

Well, it's right not to fall in love. I really like girls who are gentler.

Today’s event is to perform at the municipal square. The tour guide took Han Qi to visit this place. There is a seafood market closed for tourists to visit near the municipal square. When Han Qi came to the first day, the tour guide took them to live on the seafood market .

The price of this seafood market is twice that of the supermarket, so there are generally not many locals coming to buy things.

Let’s talk about today’s road. After getting down from the hotel, walk along the biggest road to the Municipal Square. When Han Qi came, he heard someone singing here. The equipment is quite complete. The mobile phone is placed in front of the singer, not far from both sides. Put on the stereo.

Street performances still use speakers?

Although this tradition has always been there, Han Qi, who has the most perfect breath and voice, feels that he can hold the whole scene even if he doesn't have a stereo... Well, the key is that he doesn't have one. It's tiring enough to bring a guitar, who? Also take a stereo to travel.

The best place is already occupied. Han Qi wandered around with a guitar on his back, and chose to set up a stall under the statue.

Put down your guitar bag and pack your guitar.

There are many tourists and locals around here, but what they have in common is that they have seen too many singers here, and they have long been used to people like Han Qi with guitars on their backs, so no one paid attention to this place for a while. Come on.

But it doesn't matter.

He was a newcomer a few months ago. When he first sang in Rongcheng, there were not many people watching him, but after a song, there would definitely be many people around him. If there were fewer people, Han Qi would wonder if he was out of shape. good.

(End of this chapter)